Chapter 217

The soul of sound is the soul of sound.

As a practitioner who also knows the soul of Ming, Zong Zhenghao doesn't even have this recognition ability.

But how can the spirit of Ming be so fast?

Zong Zhenghao looked at Lu Ping, at the broken line between Lu Ping's fist and his hands.

Broken ice beads, broken raindrops, broken air. Is it the power of Lu Ping's fist that pierced and shattered all this?

No, it's not!

Zong Zhenghao suddenly realized. It's not penetration, it's not smashing, it's... Communication. The soul of sound spreads like sound. Ice beads, raindrops and air are the media of the soul of sound. Just as sound travels at different speeds in different media, in ice and water, the propagation speed of Mingzhi soul is much faster than that in the air under the same conditions.

It happened that there was rain all over the sky.

There happened to be dense ice beads.

Lu Ping's roaring spirit with one punch achieved incredible attack speed in such an environment.

Zong Zhenghao doesn't know this kind of thing; It is not impossible for Zong Zhenghao to do such a thing. This method uses the power of the spirit of sound, called "sound transmission", to assess level 1. It uses the spirit of sound to transmit sound. When using some special materials, it can even be transmitted far away. But I've never heard that this level-1 ability can become an attack means to protect the soul of sound transmission. It has such destructive power.

This should be at least a roaring spirit ability above level 3. But what Zong Zhenghao felt with this blow was clearly the quality of sound transmission. Because his body eventually became the medium, the soul of Ming also completed the transmission in his body, from his hands, arms and shoulders to all of his body, and even finally to the ground.

The soul of Ming has completed the dissemination and destruction. Ice beads and raindrops can't withstand the power of this roaring spirit and break up in the process of communication, so does Zong Zhenghao. His hands were bleeding and his hair was broken in the wind and rain. From this point of view, the injury seemed nothing. However, at Zong Zhenghao's feet, the roaring spirit spread through his whole body made the hard slate crack. Such destructive spirit power walked through every corner of his body.

Zong Zhenghao felt that the strength to support himself was disappearing. His skin, muscles, bones, meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, and even his consciousness are like ice beads, raindrops, and hard stone slabs, cracking and breaking.

A very common way to control the spirit of Ming finally produces incredible power. Zong Zhenghao can't even be said to be the ultimate target of this attack. Like the ice beads, raindrops and air, he is just a medium for this spiritual force to spread through.

How did this happen?

Zong Zhenghao wanted to ask and know, but when he opened his mouth, all the sounds were broken, and all the systems of his body had been destroyed, just as the courage of the voice passed by.

Zong Zhenghao fell, and the blood spread quickly on the stone slab, dyeing the falling rain red

Hoo

Lu Ping breathed a sigh.

It was his best shot, but it was strange that after this best shot, he felt a very different situation from before. There is neither the feeling that the body is completely hollowed out, nor the ecstatic soul lock is forced out of the chain form to be frantically suppressed.

Is it because of the purity of soul power?

Lu Ping looked at his right hand and punched it.

Amazing speed and powerful power, but the burden on his body is surprisingly small. What is different from the past is the purity driven by the force of the soul. Just the soul of Ming, the soul of Ming, which has been used by him to play the role of "listening soul", was released purely in the form of attack, but finally had such a performance.

Lu Ping suddenly waved and punched again. The broken raindrops marked a clear trace in the continuous rain curtain and led to the end of the street, which gradually dissipated. Then, in the rain curtain at the end of the street, two figures appeared faintly, walked side by side, and gradually walked in the direction of Lu Ping and Su Tang.

Lu Ping turned back and helped Su Tang. Seeing the two people gradually, the original alert soon disappeared.

Xifan, Maureen.

Taking a not so easy step, he walked in front of them. Instead of looking at Lu Ping and Su Tang, he looked at Zong Zhenghao who fell to the ground.

"A little too much!" Said Maureen.

"Huh?" Lu Ping was puzzled.

"After killing such a powerful guy, how can you be so lively?" Maureen's eyes turned to Luping and looked carefully. Lu Ping doesn't have a serious injury, which seems to make him very dissatisfied.

"OK." Lu Ping said.

"How did you solve it?" Xifan bends down, checks Zong Zhenghao's body, and then finds that the injury is almost unknown from inside to outside.

"What a feud?" The West also looks to Lu Ping.

"It's a punch." Lu Ping said.

"That punch just now?" Maureen pointed to the street behind them, obviously Lu Fangcai's experimental punch.

"Yes." Lu Ping nodded.

Maureen and Xifan look back together and look at the end of the street from here. This is the road they have just walked. They have a clear concept of distance. The power of this punch can be imagined.

"Sorry." Maureen said suddenly.

"Huh?" Lu Ping wondered why Maureen suddenly apologized.

"It's our fault to worry about you." Maureen said.

"I can't say that. I didn't mean to." Lu Ping said.

"So you mean you accidentally killed a guy with three souls?" Maureen said without expression.

"It's really not very intentional, at least not the punch that killed him." Lu Ping said.

"I don't want to talk to this man anymore!" Maureen looked sad and angry, looked at his wound and thought about his caution and caution in fighting. Compared with Lu Ping, Maureen felt that he could almost endure all the injustice in the world.

"What breakthrough have you made?" It was Xifan who heard some meaning from Lu Ping's words. It seems that Lu Ping made a new breakthrough when he inadvertently knocked down Zong Zhenghao.

"Using a single pure soul force can give full play to its power, and the burden is much smaller." Lu Ping said.

After listening to this, Xifan and Maureen frown together. Obviously, this is not in line with their cognition. It is clear that the power of soul should be more effective when used in combination. Except for a few, most of the powers above level 4 are the same. Therefore, the more soul power you have, the stronger it will be. Lu Ping's new discovery is fundamentally contrary to the most basic cognition.

"Probably related to your particularity." Su Tang said at this time, this is the only explanation.

"Let's discuss this later. Where's Xiu Zhiping? Where's Shi Ao? " Said Xifan.

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I went to Shenzhen these two days, went the day before and returned the next day. I got drunk into a dog the first night, held various meetings the next day, and then rushed back to Beijing. I really couldn't code words