Chapter 38 Practice Skin Lower Level Peak

Zhao Yong remembered the problem of the variation boundary and paid attention to this strange snake gallbladder. Only then did he remember that the plateau was not suitable for eating it at all.

At this time, Zhao Yong raised his head and just glanced at Lao Cong. Lao Cong had already put one hand on the roast dog meat on the table and had no intention of eating at all.

Zhao Yong knew that the only suitable person now was himself. He looked up and put the snake gallbladder in his mouth and swallowed the whole snake gallbladder.

The snake gallbladder slid from his mouth into the esophagus with a trace of coolness, and Zhao Yong's throat was as cold as being wiped from head to toe.

At this time, a cold chill suddenly rose from his abdomen. The cells in Zhao Yong's body seemed to be frozen in an instant. He completely lost his ability to control, and his hands and feet lost consciousness little by little. Even the consciousness in his head seemed to be frozen and lost the ability to think.

Zhao Yong tried his best to mobilize the only trace of vitality in his body and slowly walked around to rejuvenate the cells.

Over and over again, the cells gradually regained their activity and finally felt a little warm. However, at this moment, a hot feeling gushed out of the stomach, replacing the previous chill and instantly breaking the balance of the cells in Zhao Yong's body. Zhao Yong's current physical feeling is really ice and fire, suddenly cold. Hot, a body is torn into three parts and torn to each other.

Big tonic is a big poison. This amber snake gallbladder is the essence of the whole snake. The energy contained in it surrounds Zhao Yong's body layer by layer, and suddenly it begins to merge like a tide. In just over ten seconds, to complete the fusion of the whole gene, this sharp pain from the soul made Zhao Yong almost not care about the burden. The sweat of the beans fell from his forehead, and his sick face was even more frighteningly pale.

The whole person curled up on the ground like a ripe shrimp and kept rolling. This time, the body's rejection reaction was far greater than the reaction of the last time I ate dog meat.

Luo Si saw Zhao Yong's face distorted by extreme pain. He couldn't help pinching a cold sweat for him in his heart. He quickly walked to Zhao Yong and wanted to use his ability to help Zhao Yong relieve his physical pain and tide over the difficulties.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came to Zhao Yong's side, he was pushed away by Zhao Yong's hands, and his body staggered backwards and knocked down the plateau.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem." Plateau's broad hands caught Luo Si, reached out and pressed her shoulder, comforted her, and motioned her to wait and see what would change first.

Waves of pain continued to wash away Zhao Yong's nerves, and Zhao Yong calmed down and firmly held his heart without any wavering. Although his twisted face showed an extremely painful expression.

The hands practice the tiger-shaped fist over and over again, spreading the pain into every cell of the body and restoring vitality to every cell.

With every restoration of vitality, Zhao Yong clearly felt that he controlled the 18,000 pores on the body surface more and more at will, and each cold hair poked out of the pores, as soft as silk.

Zhao Yong was surprised to find that every cold hair was like a radar, collecting information in the air and giving feedback to Zhao Yong's mind. Now Zhao Yong can use the cold hair to hear the heartbeat and the center of gravity in the body of the three of them on the plateau.

In the battle, as long as the biological attack is launched through muscles or organs with muscle function, in the future, Zhao Yong will feel the enemy's attack center of gravity and movements completely through cold hair, so that Zhao Yong will be invincible first.

This is already the stage of breaking through to the peak of the lower layer in skin training. It is no longer as simple as closing pores in the entry stage of skin training. Cold hair has become one of its own weapon.

The so-called cultivation of one's own body to reach the gods.

Zhao Yong would have to take at least another month or two to reach the current state. After all, Zhao Yong's time to enter the martial arts is still short, and there is only more than a week to really understand it. His body has not been completely tempered by vitality. However, this change has allowed Zhao Yong to complete the quenching of physical quality and his own potential in advance. With the initial excavation, no one can eat a fat man in one go. All of them need time to precipitate.

The mutant integration has allowed Zhao Yong to break through to this level in advance, and the probability of survival in the end of the world has increased a lot. However, such an early breakthrough is still equivalent to taking a shortcut. It is not yet known whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

At this time, if you fight with Wang Qiang again, you can stabilize Wang Qiang's head without speculation. The so-called one force has been reduced by ten times. His strength has been better than Wang Qiang. Although his skills are slightly inferior to Wang Qiang, what is more important is that he has an unforward heart in martial arts and is invincible.

At this time, Zhao Yong can really enter the threshold of martial arts, and he really understands the real use of blowing up cold hair when animals fight, in addition to expanding the body to increase momentum and closing the air to exert force.

Zhao Yong stepped on the cat walk in the house, swamling back and forth, beating the tiger-shaped fist over and over again. Every punch brings him a new feeling. He must adapt to the changes in his body as soon as possible to avoid more variables.

Not only the change of cold hair all over your body, but also the muscles of the body have been greatly improved, and the fat between the muscles is basically consumed. If you cut Zhao Yong's muscles, you will find that they are all tendon meat, very solid, and each muscle is full of explosive power.

Zhao Yong was completely immersed in the breakthrough of martial arts and completely forgot the pain around him. Over and over again, he did not stop until Zhao Yong felt that his body was fully adapted. He found that the painful pain had already disappeared, leaving only explosive power and infinite energy all over his body.

Zhao Yong stopped practicing and suddenly found that his stomach was rolling, and he was already hungry.

Zhao Yong felt that he could swallow a whole cow now. He didn't expect that this mutation would consume so much energy.

Lao Cong and the plateau have already disassembled the tables and sofas in the room. A small fire in the middle of the room was roasted on the fire, and the sizzling snake oil fell from time to time.

The plateau kept flipping the steel braces on the side, occasionally sprinkling some seasonings on it. The meat fragrance of barbecue kept emanating from the barbecue, which couldn't help but make people's index finger move. Zhao Yong's empty stomach was even more cooing. Finally, Zhao Yong also felt a little embarrassed, so he had to close his eyes and sit and wait for the meal.

Zhao Yong did not wait too long. The tender and delicious snake meat was quickly roasted, and the aroma of the barbecue suddenly permeated the whole house.

Zhao Yong, who had already been hungry with his chest against his back, couldn't wait to tear off a large piece of barbecue from the snake's body. Regardless of his slightly hot mouth, he devoured it. The arm-sized barbecue was quickly eaten by Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yongyi tore off the same size of barbecue from the snake and threw it into his mouth. He ate three pieces of barbecue of the same size in a row to stop the hunger of the cells in his body and ate it oily.

At this time, Zhao Yong made time to make time. He raised his head and swept the crowd with his small eyes, but found that all the people around him were staring at him. He was stunned by Zhao Yong's appetite. Luo Si's mouth was so open that he could put an egg in it, and the plateau forgot to turn the steel braze of the barbecue.

This product is too edible, and the big eater can't eat like this! And the speed of eating is too fast. I ate so much in less than 20 seconds. I really don't know if he can digest it. It's so curious. If there is a chance, Luo Si wants to see how long Zhao Yong's stomach is.

In fact, I don't know that Zhao Yong is just at the bottom, and according to Zhao Yong's current ability 20 times that of ordinary people, these foods only need to chew two bites to become completely minced meat, and there is no need to worry about any indigestion.

Zhao Yong ignored everyone's stunned eyes, reached out and continued to grab the barbecue, and tore a few parts of the barbecue and gave it to everyone.

Plateau and Luo Si looked at each other when they got the roast snake meat noodles. It was the first time they ate snake meat.

Everyone was already uneasy when they saw Zhao Yong's violent stress reaction just now. It was so difficult to integrate the genes of the golden ring gray rat snake with Zhao Yong's strength, let alone themselves.

They still know how many catties they have. They still store it for the time being, and then eat it after the strength is improved. After all, they are not hungry enough to eat now, and there is no need to risk their lives for this.

Ross carefully wrapped the snake meat and put it into the package behind him, asking with concern.

"Are you all right? How do you feel about this fusion?

The harvest of this adventure fusion is undoubtedly huge. The benefits of breaking through the realm of muscle and ligaments and ligaments and changes alone can make him take the lead in battle and be invincible.

And this variation is far more violent than the last time I ate dog meat, and the benefits are far greater than the last time, and the risk has always been proportional to the benefit.

The strength of Brazil Feller and the golden ring gray rat snake is comparable, but the degree of variation is very different, which makes Zhao Yong a little confused. It seems that the rules he speculated are only a small part of them, which is still far from perfection. He still needs to keep exploring in practice.

"If I meet Wang Qiang again now, I am ten times sure to hold him down, and I am fifty points sure to kill him before he escapes."

The three people on the plateau can see that if Zhao Yong hadn't calculated Wang Qiang at the beginning, it would have been impossible to beat Wang Qiang, who was stronger than Zhao Yong.

Unexpectedly, after two mutatic fusions, Zhao Yong's two different strength improvements, especially the last time, brought Zhao Yong a qualitative leap. If everyone is not jealous, it is impossible.

In the current world after the havoc of the law of the jungle, if you want to live, you must have stronger strength, and everyone has a heart that wants to become stronger.