Chapter 874

This life of fleeing was not good. If there was any benefit, it was that it could effectively temper people's spirit. Bai Lang had practiced martial arts for more than three years after transmigrating, and he was already much stronger than before transmigrating. This climbing of mountains and crossing of ridges only made him more tenacious and calm about the unfavorable environment.

Was there any earth-shaking change in martial arts? Don't tease, Bai Lang now couldn't talk about any martial arts at all. He was just martial arts skills now—skills entering the realm of arts, and only after arts could he enter the realm of Dao. At the moment, Bai Lang was just roughly proficient in martial arts. Practicing the Tiger Form True Meaning could only be said to be roughly proficient in martial arts in that world. From outside to inside, he still had a long way to go.

Bai Lang opened the small circulation and stepped into the first step of martial arts. However, he had already entered the Jianghu. He didn't drop his daily practice during this period of running in the wild mountains and forests, but this practice made him understand one thing—that was, the practice of the Golden Bell Shield had reached its end in this world.

Although it was digging into the potential of his own body, it also needed primordial energy to open up and mobilize. And the primordial energy of this world could only allow him to open the first pass of the Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield, and that was the end. Bai Lang had almost flipped the book to pieces, but in this regard, there was no way to think about it. "However, this Thirteen Tai Bao Hard Training must maintain a virgin body before breaking the four passes. No wonder this thing seems to be practiced by no one. Even if there are pills and medicinal soup, looking at the situation in this world, it is the most hopeful to break the first pass, and it takes at least ten years of effort... As for the four passes, a lifetime will not be achieved, and it is indeed not necessary to practice."

So, the upper limit of this world was just like this. The Lightness Skill flying to the sky and the palm power turning into a dragon in wuxia movies were just special effects and fantasies of adults. Bai Lang, who was like this, had already touched the ceiling of this world—the human body could only reach this step, and there was no way ahead—"The world is not worth it." Bai Lang muttered to himself, and his hands strengthened his strength, firmly fixing his body on the cliff.

With the strength of his body now, he could even make the rock appear cracked when he grasped it tightly—before the Golden Bell Shield was practiced, he could crush the rock, but now he didn't need to practice Qi specifically and accumulate internal force. The heart followed the intention, and the internal force was like an arm, making the stone powder fall. It had been more than a month since he entered the mountains. Bai Lang really overestimated his kung fu. The Lightness Skill Grass Flying was ultimately a low-level martial art, and he really couldn't fly up the cliff on flat ground, and even the height of borrowing force to jump was limited—this kung fu was more suitable for borrowing force to fly and glide on flat ground or slightly undulating ground, and was not suitable for high jumping.

So the distance he ran in this month was shorter than what he estimated in the past. But even so, Bai Lang could determine that he had basically made the police lose the target of pursuit—as long as he didn't cause trouble again and didn't take the bank card to withdraw money, it would be fine. If he was locked by modern technology, Bai Lang really wasn't sure if he could run away next time.

So the mobile phone was thrown away early, and the laptop was also thrown away after Bai Lang thought about it and removed the hard drive. Now Bai Lang, except for that pile of supplies and the well-packed money, really had no modern electronic equipment. And his clothes were also quite tattered now—the good clothes were also packed well in the bag. Anyway, he was ready to change into them after he went out and was safe.

The clothes were tattered, there were no shoes, the hair was messy, and the beard had grown quite a bit, but it didn't matter. Bai Lang had a dagger bought at a street stall. Although it wasn't very hard, at least it was stainless steel. When the time came, he would clean himself up, and no one would be able to tell that he was a savage who came out of the mountains.

After martial arts were achieved, the sharpness between Bai Lang's eyebrows was self-formed, and the feeling he gave people should be a tiger, and when acting, in addition to the lightness and agility like a tiger, there was also the thickness like a big bell. This month of tempering his spirit also made his martial arts gradually round and integrated, and the Thirty-Two Road Long Fist was completely integrated into the Golden Bell Shield.

The special case team responsible for catching Bai Lang still had no clue. The conference room was full of smoke all day, but if this suspect didn't come out of the mountains, there was really no way to think about it. He could only deploy control in nearby cities, hoping that surveillance cameras or the networked hotel system could discover his trace. As for catching, although it was a difficult problem, it was easier—if you want a living one, you can use special net bombs or stun guns, and if you want a dead one, you can use live ammunition. Although Bai Lang's martial arts were quite exaggerated, able to slap people's bones to pieces, he was still a person after all.

Bai Lang also knew the limitations of the first pass of the Golden Bell Shield very well. Let alone the first pass, even if he practiced to the sixth pass described in the book, he couldn't block bullets... And there were several types of bullets. If it was a 12.7 or 14.5 bullet, I'm afraid that even if he practiced to the eighth or ninth pass, it would be useless. After all, machinery was not something that human power could reach, and even the master who created this divine skill might not have seen such mechanical sharp weapons.

However, Bai Lang felt that his first pass might be able to block pistol bullets—at least he felt that he should be able to block the bullets of a 64 small smash gun at a certain distance. "If I take modern firearms to that world, can I use them?" Bai Lang was also thinking about this problem. He felt that it was mostly usable, and it should be very useful for low-level martial arts people, but it should be useless for experts—although he hadn't seen an Innate Expert, if the Golden Bell Shield in this book could really continue to be practiced, then after the tenth pass, guns would be useless, and cannons must be used—however, artillery should not be able to hit such experts.

Bai Lang's knowledge could only reach this point. However, he hadn't thought about what to do if the propellant in this world couldn't be used in that world? That world had fireworks and firecrackers, so black powder could be used. However, Bai Lang thought that various explosives should be usable.

And Bai Lang's case also spread—who told Douyin and Kuaishou to be the friends and cash machines of the rural people? The case of Bai Lang killing four people in one night was uploaded by villagers in small videos at the same time as the villagers reported the case—although it was harmonized in a very short time, the whole news had already spread.

The murderer who killed four people, at first everyone just said what a cruel person, but then the so-called "insiders" began to disclose some "inside information" about the case, so the online public opinion changed again... At first, it was absolutely that this kind of person must be caught, too cruel, and the news that the deceased were villagers who bought wives and intermediaries who trafficked people was disclosed, and everyone said it was well killed, righteous man, knight... However, the official side didn't refute the rumors—because it was originally a fact, and there were no rumors to refute. It was just that the police issued a case report, focusing on the illegal killing of people.

Everyone was not ignorant of the law, and also knew that even if these four people deserved to die in terms of emotion, they should be punished by the state instead of being beaten to death by private punishment—these four people were all villagers, and there was no backer behind them. If they were caught, everyone still believed that there was a fair trial...

Bai Lang didn't know the reversal on the internet—in fact, if he wasn't a martial arts master, the news that killing four people with one blow didn't leak out, I'm afraid this heat would be even higher. At least now, more than a month later, the heat about him had dissipated most of it—the so-called hot spot only lasted for a week. Now Bai Lang, standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the town in the distance, "Should I go to the road to see the signs and confirm where I am now?" ===== CHAPTER 875 =====