"What are you doing?" Chen Yi said speechlessly.

The bear monster opened his right eye a little and glanced sideways.

The knife clearly hit this bald man on his forehead, why didn't anything happen?

Could it be that the knife is dull?

The bear monster immediately forgot about the existence of others, put away his sword, looked at it in surprise for a few times, and then cut his arm.

"Ouch!"

"It hurts, it hurts!"

""

Chen Yi had a dark look on his face and felt a little regretful.

This bear monster doesn't look very smart.

"Oh, monks are compassionate. It's really not good to fight and kill. I really don't want to. Why do you have to force me to use violence?"

Chen Yi shook his fist.

I've been frightened, I've been stabbed, it can't be in vain.

"Don't come here! Otherwise I will kill this kid!"

The bear monster jumped up behind little Wukong, stretched out its bear paws to grab him, and held a big knife in front of his neck.

Chen Yi shook his head.

This guy is not smart at all. He will show weakness to the enemy, attack in the east and attack in the west, take hostages, and specializes in picking "soft persimmons".

Call it smart

"when!"

Little Wukong was squeezed very uncomfortable by its big bear paw. His cute eyebrows were raised, and his little hand was like a knife, and he struck the back of the bear monster's big knife with a single blow.

The big knife shattered with the sound

"!"

Mr. Orange's eyeballs popped out again.

"Hehe, hehe"

"goodbye!"

I don’t know whether Mr. Orange is smart or not, but his ability to adapt to the changing circumstances is definitely not bad.

After encountering two perverts in a row, it just wants to live!

He threw little Wukong away like a bomb, and his huge and fat body ran away with extremely discordant agility.

"Boom!"

Before the bear monster ran a hundred meters, he discovered that another boulder like a hill exploded in front of him.

A voice came slowly: "If you think about it carefully, do you want to be my pet?"

"thump!"

Mr. Orange simply turned around, ran back again, pushed the gold mountain, toppled the jade pillar, raised two bear paws, and stuck out his tongue: "Sir! Ha, ha, ha, ha."

Chen Yi made a tic-tac-toe sign on his forehead: "You are a bear, not a dog."

Although I was very dissatisfied with the intelligence of this bear monster, I finally "influenced" it.

"Tang Monk" has a black bear spirit in his memory, which seems to be quite powerful and was taken away by Guanyin.

Now he has also collected an orange bear monster. That’s right. After all, he is also a person with a mountain guardian beast, and he is on the same level as Guanyin!

Chen Yi desperately competed with the big boss.

Bulma, the nymphomaniac girl, looked at the changes in the situation and walked over somewhat sluggishly. She carefully stretched out a finger and tentatively poked Mr. Orange's plush arm.

Mr. Orange immediately wanted to get angry, but as soon as he saw Chen Yi from the corner of his eye, it immediately turned into a flattering smile.

The nympho girl's eyes completely changed from dull to heart-shaped: "Chen Yi, it turns out you are so powerful!"

Chen Yi waved his hand with a calm expression: "Generally powerful, generally powerful."

"Hey!"

"ah!"

Suddenly a few childish voices came from the side.

I turned around and saw that little Wukong was waving his fist at a stone.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Yi asked inexplicably.

Immediately he remembered something and looked strange.

Doesn't this little kid want to imitate the big Skanda pestle he just made?

This guy has a "backstory". He watched the Turtle Style Qigong Waves of Old Dirty Turtle and learned it by messing around a few times.

Although at first compared with the old dirty turtle's Qigong wave, it was like a piece of shit.

But even if you are a martial arts genius, you cannot learn the Great Skanda Pestle so easily.

Not to mention the complicated inner force operation, you don’t even have the inner force, you just want to

"Bang!"

""

Chen Yi's disapproval was instantly slapped in the face.

The furry kid heyed a few times, then swung his little fist again.

A strong force hit the stone, knocking down several pieces of gravel.

"Wow! I learned it! Haha!"

Little Wukong jumped up and smiled so much that his whole face was occupied by his mouth.

Chen Yi's face kept twitching.

That's too much

A slap in the face was a slap in the face, but Chen Yi could see that there was an essential difference between the little boy's blow just now and his big Skanda pestle.

It can't be the same, because he has no internal strength at all.

He had clearly mobilized his body's "Qi" unintentionally just now, the unique power system of the strong man in this world, and used the method of movement that he imitated from his own body to forcefully throw this punch.

Originally, Chen Yi was very curious about the "qi" in this world, and didn't know what the difference was with his inner strength and true qi.

The so-called internal power he gained from practicing martial arts is actually a very peculiar energy extracted from flesh and blood using a unique method, that is, martial arts.

This energy is formless and qualityless, just like the ubiquitous "force".

When martial arts practice reaches an extremely advanced level, this invisible power will undergo a qualitative change from "dead" to "alive" and turn into true energy.

True Qi can be both "invisible and without quality" and "tangible and with quality".

To put it bluntly, internal strength is the power born from flesh and blood, and true energy is integrated into this power with the spiritual will of the person who practices martial arts.

Not only can it change in many ways, but it can also hurt people just by its so-called "power".

Because the true energy itself contains the spirit and will of the warrior, it has spiritual lethality.

In fact, Chen Yi himself has not really practiced Qi.

Because his martial arts skills were all obtained out of thin air, he didn't have time to incorporate any spiritual will.

Therefore, his true energy is very pure, and the will contained in it is only the true meaning of the martial arts itself instilled by Hui Mu.

As for what kind of existence the "qi" in this world is, I'm afraid you have to experience it yourself to understand it.

Chen Yi was shocked by Little Wukong's actions and thought deeply.

So, this little kid is because he learned the use of "Qi" in advance. What does this mean?

Vedic Qigong waves? Or Chen style Qigong waves?

From this point of view, although "qi" and internal energy are different, they should have something in common.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for a kid to imitate the Skanda Pestle using "Qi".

It seems that this time I not only have to comfort the lonely old dirty turtle, but also find a way to hang out with him for a while.

This old turtle is full of dirt, and there seems to be no better teacher on earth than him.

After subduing the orange bear monster, Chen Yi and others headed for the beach again.

I thought it would be a problem to get on the road with a super fat guy.

After all, Bulma's motorcycle is only a little bigger than his bear's paw.
To be continued...