Chapter 452

"Understood, I will transfer an expert specifically responsible for mecha from the Ark team to give you a lecture personally. I believe it should satisfy you." Chen Boshi agreed.

"Thank you, Doctor. Then I have no other requests." Wang Yu said.

"Very good, I happen to have a few things about the Cultivation World here that I want to confirm with you again." Chen Boshi saw this and said with a smile.

"Doctor, please ask." Wang Yu replied without hesitation.

"Student Ding, you once said that you saw the same 'Setan' phenomenon in the Cultivation World. After research by our team during this period, we feel that the occurrence of such a thing may have several different possibilities, but we still need to confirm a few details. The 'Setan' phenomenon you saw in the Cultivation World compared to our Blue Star's 'Setan'..." Chen Boshi asked solemnly.

Afternoon.

In an ancient wooden house.

Wang Yu was wearing casual clothes and sitting cross-legged on a cushion. Opposite him was a brown-haired man with slightly dark skin, who looked to be in his forties.

The two were talking in the English language. In the low air in front of them, each was suspended with a silver-white metal ball the size of a fist.

Following the discussion between the two, the two silver metal balls either rose and fell rapidly in the air or swung wildly left and right, making all kinds of strange movements.

Just at this moment, the foreign man raised a palm and grabbed the silver-white metal ball in front of him in the void.

An amazing scene appeared!

The originally round metal ball began to flatten rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thin sheet like paper scraps.

Wang Yu opposite witnessed this scene and seemed to have realized something. He also raised a finger and pointed at the metal ball in front of him.

The silver-white metal ball began to stretch and deform little by little. In just over ten breaths, it turned into a silver short stick shape.

Seeing this, the foreign man revealed a smile on his face, and the five fingers of his extended palm suddenly closed.

The thin metal sheet seemed to be pressed by some huge force from all sides at the same time, shrinking instantly and turning into a wrinkled metal ball.

Under the gaze of the foreign man's eyes, the silver-white metal ball turned wildly in place again. After a blur and stopping, it actually turned into a perfectly smooth round ball again.

The foreign man spoke in English again, continuing to point out something to Wang Yu.

Wang Yu listened intently, and a look of sudden realization flashed across his face from time to time.

In a spacious and bright classroom-like room, Wang Yu, as the only student, listened intently to the lecture of an old man on the podium.

On the metal table in front of the old man, vivid virtual images were constantly projected, all of which were power generation devices of various styles, all looking extremely simple, and from time to time they were decomposed into simpler parts, marked with various sizes.

Wang Yu listened intently to the old man's narration, crystal light flickering deep in his pupils, printing all the images on the metal podium into his mind. As long as there was a need, he could call them out from the depths of his memory at any time afterwards.

The next day.

In a strange room decorated with various huge lenses.

Wang Yu and a white man wearing metal glasses were standing face to face.

On the ground between the two, three giant wolf dogs that looked extremely fierce were lying.

The white man was thin and pale, but his eyes behind the lenses were exceptionally bright, and he was smiling and telling Wang Yu:

"Although now, whether it is ordinary people or the official governments of various countries, they recognize spiritual telekinetic users as hypnotists, I think this is a very wrong approach."

"Those telekinetic users with powerful spiritual power, although they also have the ability to forcibly hypnotize ordinary people, I have always believed that this behavior cannot be counted as real hypnosis at all, but just relying on their powerful spiritual power to forcibly distort or tamper with the consciousness of ordinary people."

"A real hypnotist should be someone who makes people fall into hypnosis without knowing it through physical hints that have nothing to do with spiritual power, or by borrowing the natural environment around them, or even using some seemingly ordinary small items."

"For example, just by sound, you can target some special objects and make them hypnotized without knowing it."

The bespectacled man said, and suddenly snapped his fingers in front of Wang Yu.

The three giant wolf dogs that had been lying between the two and looked a bit irritable, tilted their heads at the same time and fell into a deep sleep on the ground in different postures.

"Master Depa, this is what I want to learn."

Wang Yu saw this, his eyes lit up and said.

A few days later.

In a spacious room that was extremely clean and had no furnishings.

Wang Yu was shirtless, sweating profusely, with blue and purple bruises on his body. His hands and feet were pressed on the smooth floor at the same time, making a standard wolf-running posture, staring at the opposite side.

Not far away, a short, white-haired old man with a wrinkled face and a fierce expression stood carelessly.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were layered on top of each other, and no one knew how old he was. Even his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and standing there, it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Wang Yu let out a low roar, his limbs moved at the same time, and he flew over from one side of the air like a vicious wolf.

The short old man just raised his arm, and somehow grabbed one of Wang Yu's arms, shaking it seemingly casually.

"Puff"

Wang Yu's body of 150 or 160 jin was heavily thrown onto the floor like a sack, without any power to resist.

Wang Yu grinned, slapped the ground hard with one hand, his body bounced up immediately, and at the same time, his arms opened, and he hugged the old man fiercely.

But the short old man smiled slightly, suddenly took a step forward, and somehow arrived behind Wang Yu. He raised his arm, and his withered five fingers grabbed the belt behind Wang Yu.

Wang Yu was startled and just wanted to turn around with a big whirlwind, but suddenly his feet felt light, and his body floated into the air involuntarily, and was directly thrown into the high sky by the short old man.

Wang Yu twisted his body in the high place, turned a somersault, and flew towards the ground on one side.

"Puff"

Wang Yu fell heavily to the ground again in a dog-eating-shit posture.

The short old man, who arrived beside him at some point, smiled and retracted his dry-wood-like small leg.

This time, Wang Yu seemed to have fallen harder, grinning and crawling on the ground for a long time, unable to stand up.

The short old man said unhurriedly:

"I started practicing martial arts at seven, ancient martial arts techniques succeeded at thirty, fought all over the ancient martial arts world without opponents at fifty, traveled all over the world at seventy, witnessed and learned from thousands of other countries' fighting techniques and martial arts, and only realized the 'True Meaning of Martial Dao' at ninety, being called the 'Wu Zu'. Kid, do you know what the True Meaning of Martial Dao I realized is?"

"Please enlighten me, old man!" Wang Yu stood up while enduring the pain all over his body, bowed to the old man, and replied exceptionally respectfully.

"That is, those who break force with force, the strong win; those who break force with technique, the skilled win." The short old man chuckled, and without waiting for Wang Yu to carefully think about the meaning, he explained:

"This sentence means that if the physical fitness of two martial artists is too different, then any compensation of technique is useless. The side with greater strength and faster speed will definitely win. Conversely, if the physical fitness of two martial artists is not very different, then the side with experience and technique will win."

"But remember, the big difference I'm talking about here is not an ordinary gap, but a crushing difference. For example, one side's physical data is several times or even ten times that of the other."

"So my suggestion to you is, if possible, it is the right way for fighting techniques to polish your body well."

"Of course, if you really want to learn some crash-course ancient martial arts techniques from me, I can also teach you a set of 'Broken Tribulation Hands' that I created by learning from many other countries' fighting techniques and decades of martial arts experience."

"Broken Tribulation Hands."

Wang Yu was stunned upon hearing this.

"Not bad. The attack method of this Broken Tribulation Hand is very simple. There are only 73 ways to attack and 38 ways to generate force, but you must remember more than 650 kinds of attack and dodging postures of the opponent, so that you can grasp the opponent's flaws and defeat the enemy with one blow."

"Generally speaking, it is unlikely that anyone can learn this 'Broken Tribulation Hand' in three days, but since you can get the country to come forward and invite me here, you shouldn't be an ordinary person."

"In addition, this Broken Tribulation Hand can only be used to deal with people. If it is used to deal with animals, it will mostly have no effect. Do you still intend to learn it from me?" The short old man looked at Wang Yu and asked slowly.

"Learn! As long as you, Wu Zu, are willing to teach, even if I don't sleep for three days and three nights, I will learn this Broken Tribulation Hand." Wang Yu replied without thinking.