"You've gone too far! You're too bullying!" The huge disappointment turned into incomparable anger, and Fatty roared in his heart.
Although the two auras have not yet conflicted, they are very restless.
They were fighting left and right inside the fat man's body. While snooping on each other, they were trying their best to expand their territory.
After such a commotion, the fat man, who had just been feeling better, began to suffer again.
Every time they approached, the fat man's hair would stand on end, his muscles would tighten, and he would feel terrified.
Every time they move away, the fat man will temporarily take a breath, relax, and become exhausted.
What a taste of the two heavens of ice and fire!
Moreover, it’s only once or twice. If this happens more than a dozen times, the gods will be driven crazy!
The master of "taking human life seriously" began to feel that something was wrong.
The fat man who had already calmed down seemed to be still unconscious at this moment, but his face began to change color, flickering in and out.
The energy in his body was surging and his breath was disordered, causing the coat that was originally attached to his body to inflate like a balloon.
Moreover, the drums get bigger and bigger.
"No! Why is there another breath in his body?" The master realized that something was wrong.
He quickly leaned down and tried to take off the fat man's coat.
However, as soon as the master's hand touched the orange coat, it was immediately blasted away by a strong energy.
Amazing!
The master has not been knocked away for a long time.
How powerful is the energy that can instantly knock away a top expert? !
"Turn on protection!" the master said suddenly.
He no longer touched the fat man, but took a step back.
A deep blue halo flashed, and the master opened his own protective barrier.
Seeing the master's suddenly raised eyebrows, Silaire's heart sank.
Concentration surged around her body, and she wanted to throw her life energy at the fat man.
"No, the situation is unclear now. Don't rush to rescue. Otherwise, it may harm him!" The master sternly stopped him.
"Alas!" Silaire sighed softly, and the green protective barrier opened.
A teardrop slipped quietly!
This was the first time she shed tears for the fat man.
The feeling of emptiness and heartache was completely different from when I lost the dumb couple and old Quinn.
"Have you used concentration to treat him before?" The master suddenly asked as if he remembered something.
"I just used 'Emerald Crystal' to treat him once." Siler replied in a low voice,
"What's the result?" There was a hint of urgency in the master's tone.
"He was not seriously injured at the time and was cured quickly. However, after the treatment, Cuijing's energy gem suddenly shattered! It took seven or eight hours to recover." Silaire said softly. At the same time, scenes from her acquaintance with Fatty flashed through her mind.
"Well! That's it! That's it! I was negligent! However, this may be his chance, and more importantly, his destiny! Let's just wait and see!" The master seemed to have realized something, and said slowly, with mixed emotions in his tone. Worries, emotions and expectations.
Siler didn't hear the master's words. She prayed silently in her heart: "Fat man, you must hold on!"
Unfortunately!
Fatty can't hold on any longer!
In the trial of ice and fire, his patience has reached its limit.
"Okay! Then let's die together! Anyway, Fatty, you're all dead after I finish playing with you! We all have our own destiny, and it's nice to come out occasionally to make me feel comfortable! Now you want to make everything worse, right? I'll stay with you until the end!" Fatty's bachelor Tempers completely exploded.
He was surging with anger and thinking everywhere, pushing the two auras that were still rampant and testing each other together.
It was probably at the last moment that the two breaths realized that the fat man was not threatening, but an ultimatum.
They were still hesitating, but they were already pushed together by Fatty's thoughts.
With this push, the comet hit the earth.
Like hot oil poured into cold water, the fat man felt a crackling sound in his chest and abdomen.
Caught off guard, the two auras also became confused and began to scurry around like headless flies.
They are entangled with each other and are incompatible with each other, fighting head-on.
At this moment, the fat man's body could be said to be filled with lightning and thunder, sparks flying, and it was so lively.
The moment the two breaths came into contact, the fat man's orange coat suddenly bulged, blasting the surrounding air outwards, hitting the protective barrier of Silaire and the master, making a loud noise.
Today's fat man is only one layer away from self-destruction.
The two auras were tangled together, attacking and tearing at each other while traveling around the fat man, leaving a mess wherever they passed.
The fat man felt as if all the muscles and tendons in his body were being crushed and destroyed by this brutal force, and then being kneaded into a mess and without any order.
This is a bone-crushing, soul-gnawing pain that comes suddenly and breaks out violently.
Moreover, it is still going on and is simply irresistible.
Fatty, who never wanted to suffer, had never experienced such torture!
He collapsed at the start.
What willpower! Be strong and patient! It's all nonsense!
The fat man's tears, snot, and saliva all came out. Smoke was coming from his head, and fire was coming from the soles of his feet. His whole body was instantly soaked with sweat, and was instantly dried by his own energy.
His throat roared, but no sound came out. I just hope that I can faint from severe pain like in the legend.
But unfortunately, his mind was extremely clear.
The fat man used the little remaining strength he still had at his disposal to hold his breath, hoping to explode and die.
Only now did he truly understand what "life is worse than death" meant.
However, every time the fat man's skin swelled to the limit as the breath raged.
The coat on his body would always be tenacious and stubborn, forcing the breath that was about to burst out of his body back into his body, thus causing even greater pain.
This terrible pain, but it can't kill you!
Seeing the ferocious-looking, struggling fat man, Siler's heart clenched, but he didn't know what to do.
The master can only wait and see what happens. This is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
He had seen the fat man healing Silaire before, so he guessed that this guy had a physique that could absorb other people's energy.
This kind of speculation also made the master begin to think of accepting the fat man as his disciple.
After all, for him who likes to study weird things the most, the abilities shown by Fatty are too incredible and mysterious.
He had to figure it out!
After that, Fatty fought with Nathan, and when he was certain to lose, he suddenly forced out Nathan's protective barrier and turned defeat into victory.
At that time, the master thought that it was probably the energy absorbed by the fat man that played a role.
In other words, fat people can not only absorb other people's energy, but also use it for themselves.
The master has never met such a person or seen such a physique.
He had never even thought that people could absorb and use elements in this way.
That's when he came up with the idea of experimenting with fat people.
Later, the fat man was charmed by the Capricorn Eyes, and the gray energy rushing out of his eyes immediately made the master fall into a strong desire to do research.
If others can't see it, how can they not see it with the Master's teachings?
That gray energy is a wisp of extremely pure poisonous element.
So, the master left the fat man and others behind and went back to the house to search for information and prepare for the experiment.
According to the master's observation and analysis, it is obvious that fat people do not know the peculiarities of their own physique, and they will not actively use the energy accumulated in their bodies.
Therefore, the master came up with the idea of letting the fat man drink the liquid transformed from Tencelis worms to stimulate and mobilize the energy in his body.
In his opinion, although this move was dangerous, it was not a big deal.
What can't be solved with the presence of the master himself?
What's more, there is also Silaire as a helper.
How could he have imagined that the fat man had more than one energy stored in his body?
Now, the master was also dumbfounded.
He looked calm on the outside, but in fact he was extremely anxious inside.
If something happens to the fat man, how can he explain it to him?
Thinking of that "old friend", the master couldn't help but shudder.
He and Silaire had been pushed several steps away by the energy emanating from the fat man. They wanted to forcefully get closer, but they were afraid that they would cause more harm to the fat man.
The fat man was in a desperate situation. He struggled several times, but to no avail.
He felt sad.
"Okay! You guys are so good, I'll give up!" The fat man was about to give up.
"But what should I give up? I can't die now, and I can't live even if I want to! What else can I give up? What else can I give up?" He was helpless.
"Okay! That's it! It's just this body of flesh anyway! Do whatever you like!" Fatty figured it out.
"Since you can't fight or escape, then just enjoy it!" He smiled, which was uglier than crying.
The fat man suddenly gave up all resistance and relaxed all over.
His operation was quite effective, and he forgot the pain for a moment.
The painful feeling suddenly disappeared, and the fat man's mind went blank.
At this moment, the "clairvoyance eye" he had experienced before appeared again.
However, this time, instead of looking outward, I looked inside my own sea of consciousness.
It was a strange sight.
The vast sea is filled with waves, deep gullies, and surging winds and clouds, without interruption or end.
Before Fatty had time to savor it, his clairvoyance had disappeared.
He opened his eyes, confused.
The pain struck again, more violently than before.
At this time, Fatty fell into complete chaos.
His muscles tightened suddenly again, and he stood up straight, and then uncontrollably rushed towards the master's protective barrier like lightning.
The fat man's move caught the master by surprise.
He faces a choice.
Avoid? Resistance? or……
The reason why the master is called a master is not only because he has reached the highest level of annotation master, but also because of his in-depth and persistent research on annotation master.
People who are too persistent will be a little crazy and more likely to be reckless.
Undoubtedly, Master is such a person.
Having already determined the general situation of the fat man, he decided to take a gamble.
It's too late, it's fast.
The master didn't even notice that he had to mobilize his concentration, but he already swung out his palm with one strike.
A dark blue ice pick, with an indestructible calmness and containing fierce and domineering energy, hit the fat man's chest and abdomen directly.
Although the fat man was out of control, his consciousness was clear.
When he was controlled by the two energies and rushed towards the master, he was still secretly happy, thinking that the master would find a way to save him.
Who would have known that what was coming was--
The water injection technique from the master, the blow from the high-level injection master, and the killing move from the top master!
"Emma! Teacher, are you going to kill people and silence them!?" The fat man had no choice but to wait for death.
At this critical moment, the two auras in his body suddenly stopped fighting.
As if realizing that a third, more powerful threat was approaching, they no longer attacked each other, but at the same time developed great hostility towards the new force that interrupted their war.
It only took the blink of an eye for the two auras to transform from being incompatible with each other to sharing the same hatred.
They maintained their own arrogance, reluctantly, and with mutual hostility, bumping and wrestling with each other and blending together.
Fatty knew the changes in the two breaths very well.
As soon as they stopped, he immediately felt comfortable and comfortable all over his body.
"You two scoundrels! It turns out you know how to be afraid! Aren't you awesome! How come you can only bully me and show mercy to me?!" the fat man thought angrily in his heart.
The two breaths merged together instantly, and the energy surged, becoming extremely powerful and extremely manic.
They clearly felt the fat man's teasing, and their anger suddenly rushed to the fat man's head.
This is a place that is not controlled by the orange coat, where you can unleash attacks and better torture this fat man.
Um! A good choice with immediate results.
The fat man had just felt comfortable for a moment when he suddenly had a splitting headache.
He only felt that the two breaths merged together to form a new energy.
This energy, with a reckless attitude, rushed forward, rushed into his sea of consciousness, and began to stir and scurry.
For a time, the sky became dark and the ground darkened, and the wind and clouds changed colors.
The poor fat man, who had just escaped from physical torture, fell into an even more unbearable headache.
The feeling of thousands of red-hot steel needles poking into the brain was simply unbearable.
Fortunately, the fat man's hands were still unable to move.
Otherwise, he would definitely peel off the scalp himself, pour out everything inside, throw it to the ground and crush it to pieces.
"This is my head, and I am giving you face by letting you here. Not only are you ungrateful, you actually smash, smash, loot and burn! It's simply too much! As long as Fatty Master I have one last breath, even if I don't need this head, I will still find a way to do it." I'll wipe you out completely!" The fat man had no choice but to say a few harsh words in his heart to relieve his anger.
Unexpectedly, a few words of nonsense had an effect.
This newly formed energy seemed to be very intelligent, and it actually slowed down.
Seeing that he had an opportunity, the fat man hurriedly continued to shout in his heart: "Since you are afraid of death, just beat him out as quickly as possible! Didn't you see the ice picks are coming? If it keeps leaking, we have to finish playing together!"
The new energy in the sea of consciousness strongly despised the fat man.
Immediately, it suddenly rose into the air and crashed out.
A burst of gray-green energy flashed out from the fat man's eyebrows and hit the oncoming ice pick.
There was a loud bang, and the ice pick exploded an inch in front of him.
The moment the energy rushed out, Fatty felt a gray-green mark left in the sea of consciousness.
However, it fell silent in an instant and was nowhere to be found.
At the same time, he felt a heat in the back of his head, and a warmth that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time suddenly entered his mind.
An unprecedented sense of relief came over him, making his whole body relax. In addition, he was severely exhausted before and fell softly to the ground.
The gray-green energy was extremely overbearing. Not only did it explode the ice cone instantly, but it also continued to move forward in the surging shock wave, hitting the master with a heaven-destroying momentum.
The master didn't expect this energy to be so powerful, so he hurriedly waved his bamboo stick and formed a grid to cover the energy.
He took advantage of the situation and spun around, using skill to defeat the strong and slow down the incoming energy.
Immediately, the master raised the bamboo stick upwards, and with a loud bang, the power grid wrapped in the energy came out of the top and disappeared.
The fat man was lying on his back on the ground. He didn't even have the strength to move his little finger. He saw the tiles, stones and sawdust falling from the roof of the palace, and there was nothing he could do.
A soft body, with a bright green halo, fell on the fat man.
At this moment, Siler could no longer care about being reserved. She was overjoyed to see Fatty escape from danger, and she just wanted to keep him safe no matter what.
The master dusted off the dust on his robe sleeves, looked up at the big hole in the roof, and walked to the fat man with a smile.
He ignored the anger in the fat man's eyes and said calmly: "Boy, you are now an injection master! Remember, injection masters are divided into three levels: low, medium and high. Each level has three levels, and each level has three levels according to strength. A realm. You are now in the first realm of annotation master, which is called 'Entering the Rhyme'!"
"Huh? It took you so long to 'get it right'?" The fat man fell asleep in strong dissatisfaction.
