The title was long, but it was quite general. Lu Sheng used his reading skills to finish the book within five minutes. He had a rough idea of the main content of the book.
More than half of the wall was painted black with pencil.
"Do you think martial arts will be useful against those guys?" Twain smiled helplessly and did not say anything else.
Hidden weapons.
"Then let's do it together. We need to plan, "Lu Sheng said." First, find a complete map of this place. If not, we'll make one. As for food … "
"I hope the 30 billion Mental Energy I prepared is enough." He had already experienced the power of a superpower world in the previous world.
"What are you looking at?" Twain noticed that the book in Lu Sheng's hand did not seem to be a travel map.
Lu Sheng shook his head slightly. A sense of pride welled up in his heart. It was the same feeling he had when he first roamed the north alone.
"Hit Rate."
"Did you find it?" Twain scurried over from the bookshelf in front. "I found the city's map here."
"This situation can't be a coincidence. Since you survived, there will definitely be others who survived as well. I'm going to look for the gathering place. "
However, unlike Twain who was simply looking for a map, Lu Sheng was also paying attention to the development of individual strength in this world as he searched.
"Any world, any life, has a way to mobilize their Qi and blood. This Assassination Fist should be a basic martial art created by the people here based on their body structure."
As he hurried toward the warehouse with Twain, he quickly organized the entire Illusory Flow's foundation and thoroughly understood it.
"But it's useless. When you want to attack, you can't catch up to them. They always disappear inexplicably and reappear inexplicably. "
After understanding the gist of the Assassination Fist, Lu Sheng could use this system to quickly discover his own advantages and talents.
"Who knows? But I believe that humans won't be defeated so easily, "Lu Sheng said calmly.
Lu Sheng looked at the three colorful crystals displayed on it. He felt neither sorrow nor joy in his heart.
Unlike Twain's procrastination, Lu Sheng's execution was amazing, and he quickly brought him to a convenience store.
Lu Sheng frowned. He had a feeling that he might not be able to deal with these strange fellows by just relying on physical fighting techniques.
The woman who had been writing and drawing was long gone. The bookstore was quiet. The sky outside was also a little gloomy, and it seemed like it was going to rain.
In comparison, the Seven Heavens Flow was completely useless. On the other hand, the Illusory Heart Style was slightly more combative. There were also specific tests and fighting competitions.
"It's okay. Give it a try. At the very least, there are two of us. You're much more at ease than before, aren't you? "Lu Sheng said with a straight face.
"Gathering place? Are you really going? "
"It's about martial arts. It's better to be prepared, "Lu Sheng reminded.
Swish swish swish … swish swish swish …
To be able to live peacefully in this kind of terror and threat day and night for six years, even if such a person was originally normal, he had now become abnormal.
This world was completely different from other worlds. The degree of threat here could even make his body feel like it was piercing his back.
Just as Lu Sheng had expected, he soon found a row of books in the corner of the bookstore that were dedicated to introducing the art of killing.
"Okay."
"Disappear?" Lu Sheng frowned, "Have you tried long-range?"
The Assassination Fist was an assassination fist technique developed from various kinds of hidden weapon techniques. It was used to kill with one hit. Speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy were the most basic points.
The power of the Assassination Fist combined with hidden weapon techniques had once ruled Yilan for thousands of years.
The text memory that he inherited from this body allowed him to easily understand the content recorded inside.
Therefore, Lu Sheng chose the Illusory Heart Style as his main target for the time being.
Suddenly, a light blue interface popped up.
"A summary of the ancient martial arts inheritance."
He thought in his heart.
During this period, Lu Sheng secretly tried all the other martial arts that he had mastered.
"This time, it seems that I can't rely on my body at all … I can only rely on myself …" Lu Sheng smiled bitterly in his heart. The Illusory Heart Style Assassination Fist that he had sorted out was similar to Aikido and Muay Thai, which mainly focused on combat techniques.
"So, where are we going now?" Lu Sheng saw that Twain seemed to have a goal along the way, and he was heading straight in a certain direction.
The nature of these two martial arts was equivalent to Taekwondo and Taekwondo on Earth. The killing aspect was long gone, and the main focus was on aesthetics and physical training.
"You're right." Seeing a living person gave Twain more encouragement than what he felt. The terror and loneliness that had been pressing on his heart were greatly alleviated by the sudden appearance of Lu Sheng.
"I'll take you to the bookstore. It's the best place to kill time." Twain forced a smile.
Before leaving, he also took a book that introduced the Illusory Heart Style.
Lu Sheng put the book back and took out a few new ones.
Although he was used to being restricted in the beginning, Lu Sheng still felt unhappy.
"Yes, do you have any good suggestions?" Lu Sheng asked in a low voice. Although the little guy seemed to have lost his willpower and perseverance. As long as he did not break down, there was still hope for recovery.
Lu Sheng walked in front, but he began to build the most basic assassination fist system in his mind.
However, Lu Sheng could still sense an aura that was different from the style of fist techniques he had learned before.
"Alright, it'll only take half an hour to walk there." Twain nodded.
…
Lu Sheng glanced at it, and it was indeed a map of the city. Although it was not very detailed, and it was from seven years ago, it should be enough.
No matter which world it was, as long as there was life, and as long as there were humans, the most basic martial arts would definitely exist.
At his level, such basic martial arts could be deduced as long as it corresponded to the structure of the body and roughly explained the main idea.
Inside the tattered door of the bookstore, a tall and thin woman in a white dress was writing and drawing on the wall with a pencil in her hand.
In the past, he did not dare to go to the supermarket casually, but now that there was someone else, he felt much better.
After reading a few books, Lu Sheng quickly had a systematic understanding of the assassination fist.
"Together?" Lu Sheng asked. He felt a trace of a different and special aura from the young man in front of him.
Perhaps he thought that Lu Sheng was simply doing useless work.
"That woman will leave in a while, don't mind her. It'll be fine as long as we don't make any noise. "
"The colony …" The word stirred up a series of ripples in the depths of Twain's heart.
After finishing the book, he also understood a little about the ancient fighting style of this world, or rather, this country.
If it was not necessary, he would never use the power of his body. Even the healing and nourishing power was the same.
The assassination fist was a special skill passed down from ancient times to the present in the Republic of Yilan.
"Let's look for a map first."
"Really … there is a colony?" Twain's face was stiff, and his footsteps stopped.
In the book he just read, among the most mainstream assassination fist techniques, the Seven-sky Flow and the Illusory Heart Flow were the two most popular fist techniques.
The book also introduced the advantages and disadvantages of the two fist techniques.
"… I tried a few times …" Twain recalled the few times he had encountered the same situation on the street.
"During the Cataclysm, there are not many places to hide, and with the characteristics of those guys, I don't think there is any place in the city where many people can hide." Twain was a little pessimistic.
"Let's look at the map first." Twain opened the book in his hand and quickly flipped to the page he found before.
…
The two determined their target, quickly got up and walked out of the bookstore.
The two split up and quickly began to look for the map.
"I tried." Twain recalled, "I was almost driven crazy at that time, so I threw a kitchen knife. The knife didn't hit them, and the moment I threw it, they disappeared. "
What was amazing was that all the previous skills, including the most basic skills of qi and blood circulation, were useless.
"Have you tried to kill these guys?" Lu Sheng suddenly asked.
"I tried to contact the outside world through the phone, the Internet, or some other means, but … the phone couldn't get through, and the Internet was completely cut off. Although there is still water and electricity, but … "Twain explained.
"Found it? Let me see. "Lu Sheng stopped thinking, and saw Twain holding a national map in his hand, he immediately stood up.
Until now, he had not completely mastered the Spiral Nine Life Technique. It was obvious how difficult it was. But the benefits were also great.
"But even if I only rely on myself, as a top expert in the Demonic Realm, if I am stumped by such a small thing, it will be too embarrassing."
The Spiral Nine Life Technique drove his own martial arts realm to improve.
Twain and Lu Sheng quietly walked through the aisle behind the woman. The two quickly walked to the innermost position of the bookstore and sat down between two bookshelves.
Lu Sheng nodded.
The bookstore was empty, there was not a single person. There were traces of rummaging on the shelves, but there were still a lot of packaged food left.
Lu Sheng had a strange feeling that once he returned to the Demonic Realm, he might be able to break through the Death Star level and become a true Death Star expert.
"Okay." Lu Sheng's martial arts realm quickly absorbed the essence of the Assassination Fist.
Lu Sheng ignored him.
"Bookstore?" Lu Sheng shook his head. "Are you going there to kill time? To kill time? Then wait for the day when you will be infected by those guys and become one of them? "
"Let's go here first. There are hospitals and large shopping malls nearby. This area is also a warehouse. There are not many people, so the chances of those guys appearing are not high. This is one of the most likely places to hide survivors. "Lu Sheng analyzed.
"Deep Blue."
Phew …
"Let's go to the supermarket. They don't need to eat or drink. Six years is not a long time, and there are still a lot of things within their expiration dates. No problem." Twain suggested.
The two took some canned food, instant noodles, biscuits, and a few bottles of mineral water. They left the convenience store and sat on a bench outside a pharmacy to rest and eat.
After eating and drinking, the two unanimously decided to go to the bookstore. Bookstores were the most likely place to have maps and such.
The smile on Twain's face froze.
He randomly pulled out a book and flipped it open.
The Assassination Fist introduced in the book had been greatly weakened due to the appearance of firearms. Like on Earth, it was reduced to a form of physical training.
Basic Analysis of the Assassination Fist.
Twain breathed a sigh of relief.
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