Chapter 334 Solar Storm! The principle of defeating ten guilds with one force is universal everywhere. In actual combat, the importance of strong physical fitness is definitely ahead of strong skills. And Saitama's physical fitness... Regardless of whether he has skills or not, one punch will be enough for him to deal with others. If he encounters someone like Boros who can't be hit with one punch, the opponent can at most knock off his own clothes, and then just make up for it with a serious punch. , there is really no difference to him whether he has skills or not. "It's different. In short, if I ask other people to help, I'm afraid I might accidentally hit the opponent with too much force. After thinking about it, among the people I know who have a good relationship, you are probably the only one who has that kind of relationship. My ability can help me without getting hurt." Ming Jing casually picked up the apple on the table and took a bite, looking at Saitama lying on the ground indifferently while reading comics and picking his nose. "If I fail to develop new moves, then I will be in a bad mood. If I am in a bad mood, then the barbecue party originally planned for tomorrow night will not be held. It's a pity, Saitama, I I originally wanted to call you~" Saitama's face, which originally took twenty seconds to draw, became serious in an instant, with sharp edges and corners like a knife and an axe, and his eyes were full of confidence and determination. "Ding Jing, as your good friend, I think it is very meaningful and necessary to help you develop new moves. I am bound to do this!" "Shall we leave now?"
"That barbecue party..." "Tomorrow afternoon, Evolution Group, a giant in the catering industry, will use a special car to deliver ingredients, seasonings and barbecue equipment. The venue will be placed on the newly paved lawn outside the square outside the hero apartment. At that time, every association hero can enjoy it for free. join." "Then what are you waiting for? Let's leave now! You tell us where to go!" Saitama quickly walked to the door and opened it, looking even more impatient than Ming Jing, the real owner. "No rush, of course it's a place where it won't affect other people." Ming Jing stretched out his finger and tapped it lightly in front of him, and a teleportation aperture suddenly opened in the space in front of him. "Eh? What is this?" Under Ming Jing's shocked gaze, Saitama reached out and picked up the transmission aperture like a mirror, and shook it in his hand. Can you still do this? "This is a door that can be used for space teleportation." As Ming Jing spoke, he opened his Samsara Eye and looked at Saitama with his divine mirror eyes, hoping to see something from this completely incomprehensible and outrageous scene. Ming Jing only took one look and put away his eye skills. no way. Because if you look at it one more time, it will explode. In the past, Mingjing used his magical mirror to gain insight into Saitama. But the result is very simple - this guy is simply physically too strong to be human, and there is nothing magical about him other than that. But this time, after Saitama used his weird ability as a comedy hero, Ming Jing only took one look and felt like his brain was going to explode. The endless knowledge that I still cannot understand is like a supernova explosion, following the reincarnation eye and drilling into my head. Isn't this the power that this level of samsara eye can bear - for some people, knowledge represents power. Ming Jing stood there and couldn't help but close his eyes. Two lines of blood and tears came out of his eyes. They were exactly the same as the symptoms he showed when he overused the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Eh? What's wrong with you? Are you okay? Your eyes bleed as before. Doesn't it mean that the genetic disease has been cured?" Saitama stopped what he was doing and expressed concern to Ming Jing. Ming Jing didn't answer, he just stretched out his trembling left hand and formed a seal with one hand. "Ninja Technique: Heart-Sealing Seal!" With the memory of those few seconds sealed, Ming Jing's condition finally returned to normal. "Nothing, the minor problem has been solved." Ming Jing shook his head and said. "Is it really okay?" Saitama looked at Ming Jing and asked again uncertainly. "I am confident of my physical condition. I can live for at least another 180 years." Ming Jing smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood and tears from his eyes, and said to Saitama. The new immortal mode developed by Orochimaru, which is the immortal cultivation method, has been practiced by Ming Jing to the point where the immortal chakra is condensed into a liquid state in the Dantian. At this level, if you increase your life span by two years, that is, one hundred and twenty years, your life span should be over two hundred years old. In theory, it is possible to live to two hundred and fifty years old. Even if he excludes all aspects of his abilities such as the physical body and the Samsara Eye, and only uses senjutsu chakra to perform ninjutsu, Ming Jing estimates that he is stronger than most shadow-level experts. And in this realm, Ming Jing is confident that he has cultivated it to a very high level. He felt that this realm was very similar to the foundation-building stage in the fairy novels he had read. However, it is worth mentioning that the training process is as long as in Xianxia novels. Nearly ten years have passed, and even with the addition of my own chakra system, it is now equivalent to the late stage of foundation building. As for power, it does not add much to the current Ming Jing. The biggest effect is to get rid of the chakra system, so that if he encounters a situation where he needs to fight Otsutsuki in the future, he does not need to worry about the opponent being able to absorb chakra at will. Ability, able to perfectly display one's own strength. Perhaps, after his magical chakra condenses from liquid to solid and forms a "golden elixir", it can bring greater help to him. "Are you almost thirty? If you live another 180 years, wouldn't you become a 200-year-old monster? How can a normal person live for more than 200 years..." "You said before that there are no normal people who can fly!" "I'm not flying at all. I just jump higher and farther." Saitama waved his hand. "Okay, let's go." Ming Jing pointed to the desert on the other side of the teleportation aperture. "Row." Saitama nodded, took a look at the size of the teleportation aperture, then stretched out his hands to hold both sides of the aperture and pulled outwards, which made the aperture much wider. "Well, this size is normal. The one just now is too small. Although it can pass through, it is inconvenient to look at."
Saitama clapped his hands and walked in. Ming Jing twitched the corners of his lips and followed in. This kind of thing is normal with this guy's style of painting... How big! …… After walking into the teleportation aperture, Saitama suddenly widened his eyes and felt as if he had been to this place before. Looking at the familiar pit at his feet, then at the huge blue planet above his head, and the dazzling sun in the distance, Saitama pinched his nose with his left hand, looked at the mirror with a speechless face, and stretched out his fingers on the ground. Start writing. "Is this the good place you said?" Mirror closed the aperture, and when he saw Saitama's appearance, he immediately started writing on the ground. The gravity here is only one-sixth that of the earth, and the soil in most places is very loose, so it is not difficult to write. Even with the power of Ming Jing and Saitama, they can just write directly on steel. "That's right!" "I couldn't even breathe." "I don't think you need to breathe at all." Der Spiegel continued to write on the ground. After the last battle with Blast, he discovered that the Otsutsuki gene in his body had completely adapted his body to the space environment. The main way is to replace the energy released by mitochondria in respiration by consuming high-quality energy in the body through the internal circulation of energy in the body. Saitama looked at Ming Jing with a speechless look on his face, and continued to write on the ground: "How can normal people survive without breathing?" "You could try taking the hand off your nose." Mirror looked at Saitama and continued writing. This guy has been holding his nose and holding his breath for how long. Even if a normal person can hold it in for such a long time, how can he not change his expression? "I don't study well, don't lie to me. You don't think you don't have to hold a barbecue party because I'm suffocating here, right?" Ming Jing had no choice but to open a larger teleportation aperture in front of Saitama. "If you think you won't be able to bear it, you can go back directly." "Forget it, I'll hold my breath for a while for the barbecue party." Saitama really took away the hand on his nose and looked like he was fine. In fact, Ming Jing suspected that this guy could hold his breath longer than the energy in his own body could circulate. When all the energy in his body was consumed, he would probably be able to continue holding his breath. The power of this thing is simply unreasonable. "and many more."
Ming Jing suddenly stretched out his hand to signal, stretched out his finger and tapped Saitama's forehead. "What on earth is this guy going to do?" Saitama's voice suddenly reached Ming Jing's mind. "This is the ability of telepathy, which can effectively solve the problem of difficult conversations in space." Ming Jing's voice suddenly appeared in Saitama's mind. This telepathic ability is an ability that comes with Telepathy Slug No. 2. During training, Ming Jing saw Telepathy Slug No. 2 using it, so he used the magical mirror of the Samsara Eye to gain insight into it. "Si Guoyi! You have so many weird abilities. You can breathe fire, fly, glow, and teleport. Now you can do this. You are even more powerful than a circus person!" circus…… How did this guy get the idea for the circus? "Forget it, let's get started." …… …… "Well, it feels like it's still the same as before, there's no difference." Saitama was carrying his back, eyes wide open, and punched out a blue-black transparent slash from Ming Jing. "No, there is still a difference." Ming Jing shook his head and speculated silently. Although he didn't dare to look at Saitama carefully with the Divine Mirror Eye, the super powerful ability of most modern instruments possessed by the Rinnegan itself still allowed the Mirror to clearly see his own slashes. "It seems like it's getting a little faster?" Saitama was unsure. Of course, this is in the telepathic channel. "It can be understood this way, but the power carried by this slash does not increase in kinetic energy and momentum due to the acceleration of the speed. This one seems to have broken through the limitations of space to some extent. The original relationship between you and me The distance is a full dozen meters, but at the spatial level this distance is shortened to three meters.” Ming Jing's eyes were a little excited. At first, he just thought about whether he could attach the power of space to the sword energy and add a space-level splitting ability to this attack. He did not expect that such an effect would occur. The power of cross-domain space! "If this move continues to be developed, it may be able to ignore the distance of space. No matter how far the distance is, the moment my sword is swung out, the attack will definitely be in front of you. This is equivalent to this attack for the same person. Enemies at different levels have a sure-hit effect! In battles at the same level, they can only hit hard!" "Sounds like it's awesome, let's continue?" Saitama didn't understand and just said blankly. "Wait a minute, I'm thinking about how to develop it better, and the technique of using space to bend to form a gravity field can also be added. Superpowers also have bonuses in this area and can be used, and superpowers can also be better Please help me understand this process..." Ming Jing was still deducing carefully, and it was not until more than an hour later that he took Saitama and started to experiment.
Saitama was already impatient with waiting, and asked Ming Jing to open another teleportation aperture. Now Saitama was leaning against a rock, holding an unfinished comic book in his hand. His other hand reached into the teleportation aperture, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Fat House Happy Water. I don’t know how to drink on the moon without an atmosphere, but it’s just like drinking on the earth. Ming Jing was still gesticulating in the air with his sword when suddenly he felt the vibration of his cell phone in his pocket. Opening the video communication, Genos glanced at the background of the screen and showed an expression that was indeed the case. Jinos didn't say anything because he knew that the Mirror wouldn't be able to hear it on the moon. "I'm on the moon now. Do you want to start today's daily training? I'll go back in a moment. You know, I have space capabilities, so it will be quick and convenient to go back." Der Spiegel pointed the camera at the ground and wrote this line with his finger. Kinos also pulled over a blackboard and started writing. "Today's training is postponed. Do you remember the meteorite that was pushed to the sun and sealed with evil natural water? I left an astronomical-grade radio telescope on it and wanted to obtain some data related to solar activity. According to the activity of sunspots , it is expected that in an hour, the first solar storm in eleven years will erupt!" "This is a large-scale astronomical event that only occurs every eleven years in the solar system. According to the calculations of the supercomputer I called, the duration of this solar storm is very short, only seven hours, and every three to five minutes. There will be an explosion." "If you can spend these seven hours and use your ability to understand it, it will definitely play a big role!" (End of this chapter)