"Martial artists master this human electrical current and call it 'chi'." "Bioelectricity..." Lin Yuansheng was stunned. He had thought about the cause of "Qi" and was mentally prepared. Whether it was the internal strength of the martial arts side or the internal body of the fantasy side, he could accept it. But bioelectricity, isn’t this a bit too scientific? “Isn’t it incredible?” Akiyu Misakikoshi and Jianxing Ma had also finished their warm-up and were wiping their sweat off as they walked over. "In fact, martial artists have always had various theories about the study of Qi, but it is not as mysterious as outsiders think. In fact, it is the human body current that exists in everyone." "As martial artists improve their martial arts, they will reach its realm. When martial artists are able to sense this bioelectric current, they can be considered to have officially entered the world of martial artists." "Sensing and mastering are the dividing line between a disciple and a master."

"Going further up, we continue to tap into the potential of the human body to enhance the quality of our own bioelectric current. This is the world of the masters." Qiuyu of Misakikoshi Temple smiled calmly and pointed to the sky. A powerful and condensed aura emanated from his body. This aura connected with the aura of the entire forest and mountain, making the heaven and earth pale in comparison and the wind and clouds became treacherous and turbulent. “This is the realm we have reached. We use our own Qi to stimulate the Qi of heaven and earth, thereby borrowing the power of heaven and earth for our own use.” He laughed like this. He withdrew his energy, and the wind and clouds slowly returned to normal. "As for the dynamic and static energy, it is the direction in which the warrior controls the bioelectric current." "Being still means storing the energy in the body." Misakikoshiji Qiuyu pointed at himself. "It can enhance our body's activity, speed up the recovery of injuries and energy, and prolong our lifespan and combat time." "move." He pointed at Apache again. "It is to release the Qi outside the body, which can greatly increase the physical fitness and surpass the limits of the human body." "Yuansheng, your martial arts school and style are highly compatible with 'dynamic energy'. Dynamic energy requires constant experience in actual combat to surpass one's own limits, and dynamic warriors are easily controlled by emotions." “So, I hope you can control your emotions.” Misakikoshiji Akiyu said sincerely. Lin Yuansheng pondered over his understanding of the dynamic and still energy, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. "Teacher, how can I sense my own Qi?" He asked sincerely. "According to the martial arts community, only when a martial artist's mind, body, and skills are coordinated can they sense their own bioelectricity." Misakikoshi Temple Qiuyu shook his head and said, "Everyone's perception of Qi is different. This is not something that other people can help with."

The reason why the martial arts world is closed. The reason why Tiandao had been unable to enter the world of warriors. The fundamental reason is that there is a certain degree of coincidence in the warriors' perception and control of "Qi". Not all martial artists can sense their own bioelectricity. Even if some people are very talented, very strong, and have the best master to train and practice with them, they just can’t sense it. And there are some people who may have never practiced martial arts but can still step into this door. It is precisely because of this randomness that the world of warriors has always been an exclusive small circle, and they will only accept people who are the same as themselves. "But don't worry too much." Qiu Yu of Jiaoyue Temple comforted him, "Sensing the energy depends on fate. Before that, you just need to do your best, maintain your peak state, and wait for the opportunity to come at any time. That's enough." Chapter 81 The Second Attack There is a certain element of randomness in the perception of Qi. This was the first time that Lin Yuansheng knew about such a thing, and he was quite anxious. According to Kasakoseji Akiyu, some warriors have reached the pinnacle of "mental and physical skills" but often fail to reach the threshold. Even for martial artists, it is a very reasonable and normal thing to spend years or even decades to hone themselves, so as to comprehend the Qi and step into the world of martial artists. But Lin Yuansheng doesn't have that much patience. He even had an inexplicable self-awareness that not only did he not have the blood of a demon-killer, he didn't even have the luck of a warrior to sense the energy. In the false memory deduced by the modifier, Although the older version of himself has reached the peak of his mental and physical skills as well as his spirit, he still has not stepped into the martial arts world. He can only find another way, using his spirit as fuel and exhausting everything before he can obtain an extraordinary skill. This may prove that Lin Yuansheng is an ordinary person who cannot be more ordinary. 'The only one I can rely on is the wind spirit!' Lin Yuansheng thought. The improvement of Feng Ling's skills has nothing to do with the martial artist's ability to sense bioelectric currents. Even if the skills are pushed to the top level, it is not necessarily possible to sense Qi. This is what Lin Yuansheng is struggling with. Could it be that he can only rely on the wind spirit to continuously advance his skills and become a warrior without "qi"? Just when I was racking my brains to figure out how to take a shortcut, Furinji Miu came hurriedly. "Senior Brother Yuansheng!" She still had the smartphone in her hand, and after calming her breathing, she played the video in front of everyone. Lin Yuansheng's expression changed slightly. "Do you like Tokyo's fireworks?"

"That's a bomb I made myself~" "Soon, we will be setting up the second bomb. Here is a riddle for everyone in front of the screen, especially those in the Metropolitan Police Department." "What was it that first had two legs, then four legs, and finally three legs?" "If you answer correctly, you can find the bomb in advance!" In the same dimly lit room, two young men wearing special effects masks used the Internet to arrogantly announce their next attack. "These little devils!" Nigui Zhixu clenched his fists until they crackled and gritted his teeth in anger. "I really want to give them a good beating!" "A second terrorist attack? This world is truly filled with disasters." Fūrinji Hayato also appeared in the yard at some point, with a hint of emotion. "Brother Yuansheng, let's go and bring Sister Zaozhi over!" Furinji Miu looked worried. Lin Yuansheng didn't say anything. After a moment of silence, he walked away alone and called Omori Masaki. At this time, Omori Masaki also received this video. "During this period, I have arranged for my men to protect Miss Hayato all day long." "Please rest assured, as long as there is danger, they will take Miss Hayato to a safe place as soon as possible." Masaki Omori's work is still reassuring. Lin Yuansheng's heartstrings relaxed a little, but he still didn't dare to let his guard down. Terrorists who carry out bombings without regard for human life; Kazuhiro Sanzugawa who claims to be the messenger of Tamamonomae; and the disorder of Tokyo's spiritual veins, haunted by evil spirits. All these things foreshadow the coming storm. Lin Yuansheng did not waste time and continued to practice, figuring out how to take a shortcut to get in touch with the "Qi" and open the door to becoming a martial artist. "The mystery of the Sphinx?" Akiyu Misakikoshi Temple muttered to himself. "Qiuyu, have you figured out the answer to the riddle?" Ma Jianxing asked. Misakikoshiji Akiyu nodded: "Their riddle comes from the fable of Oedipus the King, and it was finally solved by Oedipus. The answer is human." "Human?" Everyone was puzzled. Does this have anything to do with where the bomb is buried? ... ...

Tokyo, Mori Detective Agency. "Brother Kudo, it's not that I don't want you to help me, but there is a ban from above. This incident can only be solved by the Public Security Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department in collaboration." Megure Jusan's melancholy voice, tinged with resentment, came from the phone. "Oh well." Conan Edogawa hid in the corner, holding the butterfly-shaped voice changer on his chest. He used a voice changer to restore Kudo Shinichi's voice and contacted Megure Juzo, wanting to help the Metropolitan Police Department solve this terrorist attack. after all, No one wants to live in the same city as terrorists. But unfortunately, Inspector Megure refused his participation. No matter how anxious Conan Edogawa was, he could not force the Metropolitan Police Department to cooperate with him. He hung up the phone and lowered his head in thought. Why would the Metropolitan Police Department reject the cooperation invitation from civilian detectives? What kind of secrets exist in this ordinary terrorist attack that would make the Metropolitan Police Department unwilling to cooperate with civilian detectives? Conan thought about it, but he didn't understand. He returned to the office. "Hahahaha, to be honest, what I, Maori Kogoro, can't stand the most is this kind of little brat who relies on his intelligence to do whatever he wants!" As soon as I entered the door, I heard the loud voice of Kogoro Mori. Conan looked curiously and found that Kogoro Mouri was talking to several visiting guests, and on the coffee table there was a small suitcase full of banknotes. No wonder this uncle is so excited. "Great! Detective Maori is straightforward, so we can have a pleasant cooperation!" The leading young man said with a smile. Hearing this voice, Conan's face looked a little strange. He took advantage of his smaller body, pretended to be an innocent child, and climbed onto the coffee table. "Hey! Get down here, you can't touch this!" Kogoro Mouri picked up Conan. "Oh, who is this?" The leading young man looked at Conan and asked with a smile. "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, little kid who is temporarily staying in my house." Kogoro Mouri is always kind and smiling to his big money sponsor. Conan saw the young man's appearance and confirmed his guess. He curled his lips, broke free from Mouri Kogoro, and ran away. The young man also left with his assistant, leaving Mouri Kogoro excitedly counting the bills.

"Dad, who is that?" Mao Lilan finally found the opportunity to ask. "The eldest son of the Noda Group." Maori Kogoro said happily, "He said that in order to catch the terrorists who were causing chaos in Tokyo, he paid out of his own pocket and invited some famous detectives to cooperate." "This is just a welcome gift. If anyone can catch the criminal, there will be more bonus!"