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Chapter 436 Who is here...

"Master, why did you leave this person for last?"

Ding Zhi, who had followed his grandfather to find most of China, asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time with doubts in his eyes.

Because super warriors were about to be promoted on a large scale, he and his grandfather Ding Gaoyang were entrusted by Xia Xue to find out the true martial arts practitioners who were in the same era as Ding Gaoyang decades ago.

Why are you looking for these people?

Because the people Xia Xue asked Ding Gaoyang to find were all former practitioners of Chinese martial arts, and they were all accomplished people in the practice of Chinese martial arts. They were basically people around the masters of Chinese martial arts.

If these people become super warriors, they will definitely be much faster than ordinary people.

Although they are now at least seventy years old, and their bodies are like dead wood.

But these problems are not a problem for Xia Xue, as can be seen from the fact that Ding Gaoyang became younger due to a genetic mutation.

Even if these people have genetic mutations, they have not become younger.

Xia Xue can also use the Tiangong Creation Engine to mobilize the purest energy between heaven and earth to wash away their old bodies and make their organs glow again like dead trees with spring, turning them into Ding Gaoyang who is growing old and strong again.

Therefore, when all the soldiers in the Shenzhou Super Soldier Base participated in the drill, Ding Gaoyang and Ding Zhi were sent by Xia Xue to find the remaining true martial arts practitioners like Ding Gaoyang from that era decades ago.

Although most of the real martial arts practitioners among the cow ghosts and snake gods were wiped out back then.

But Xia Xue believes that there must be some people like Ding Gaoyang, hiding incognito in some small villages and towns.

It's just that if ordinary people look for it, or even Xia Xue looks for it, they probably won't be able to find a few real martial arts practitioners from decades ago, because Xia Xue has no clues at all and doesn't know anyone from decades ago.

If Ding Gaoyang goes there, he will definitely find a lot.

Because Ding Gaoyang was the master of martial arts training decades ago, he must have known many martial arts practitioners decades ago.

Even if those real martial arts practitioners changed their names like Ding Gaoyang, it would be fine.

As long as Ding Gaoyang remembers what those people looked like when they were young.

Then Ding Gaoyang transferred the appearance of those people in his memory when they were young to the Xiang Liming Terminal for calculation, simulating what those people looked like when they were old, and then he could roughly determine whether those people were still there and where they were in China.

In this way, Ding Gaoyang and Ding Zhi only need to find similar people one by one according to the location of Liming Terminal to test whether it is OK.

It would have been difficult to find it half a year ago, even if it were to be found.

Dante Gaoyang can fly, so he can find it quickly. If he makes a mistake, he will immediately fly to the next place.

It's just that he is a bit useless to his grandson, because sometimes Ding Gaoyang always forgets his grandson and leaves by himself with his sword.

Now they are going to Ding Gaoyang to find out that the last real practitioner of Chinese martial arts who was still alive at Dawn Terminal was located decades ago.

"What did you just call me?"

Ding Gaoyang, who was stepping on the flying sword, heard his grandson's words and asked

"Grandpa!" Ding Zhi said, not knowing where he called it wrong.

However, as soon as Ding finished speaking, a mental breakdown struck him.

winter!

"Call Captain, don't keep being related to me. Now I am the captain of the super warrior team at the Chinese super warrior base, and you are a member!"

"Hiss!" Ding Zhi, covering his swollen forehead, nodded without tears, "Oh!"

"Why did you go to him last? Because this guy used to be a very powerful guy, and he was also the hardest person to 'invite'!"

Ding Gaoyang, who gave his grandson a headache, answered Ding Zhi's question with some memories in his eyes.

"Why?" Ding Zhi asked in confusion.

Ding Gaoyang opened his mouth, but he just said, "You don't understand!"

Ding Zhi, who felt that his grandfather was perfunctory with him, muttered in his heart: "If you tell me, I will understand. How can I understand if you don't tell me?"

"arrive!"

Ding Gaoyang, who didn't know that his grandson was complaining about his own family, controlled the flying sword to fly down to the deserted small village built on the mountainside like a deserted village.

Ding Gaoyang, who fell into the village, glanced at the village, his expression changed, he took one step forward, and his figure reappeared a hundred feet away.

In the blink of an eye, Ding Gaoyang's figure disappeared. In the same place, Ding Zhi, who had just stood firm, blinked, looked around, and scratched his head.

"Where is my father...the captain?"

"Why!"

The tired Ding Zhi raised his wrist, preparing to locate the microcomputer on his grandfather's wrist.

at the same time.

Ding Gaoyang, who disappeared in the blink of an eye as soon as he landed, came to a shabby mud house in a small village that looked like a hut from the previous era.

A breeze blew in the hut without a door, and Ding Gaoyang appeared next to a coffin placed in the hut.

Ding Gaoyang's eyes flashed with golden light, and he glanced at the skinny old man lying in the coffin with his eyes closed, as if he was dead.

"There is still one breath left, but if it's one step too late, I'm afraid it will be gone."

Ding Gaoyang, whose heart was relieved, put his two fingers together, and a ray of light from his sword pointed into the body of the old man in the coffin.

"how so?"

Ding Gaoyang glimpsed that he had injected a bit of energy into the old man's body, which had kept the old man's withered organs functioning again, but the old man still had his eyes closed, as if his physical body was alive but his spiritual consciousness was not.

Ding Gaoyang, who frowned upon seeing this, shouted:

"Old dragon! Old dragon!..."

A series of shouts reached the old man's ears, and in Ding Gaoyang's eyes, the old man lying in the coffin still looked like a living dead.

Ding Gaoyang was a little anxious this time.

Although he was anxious, Ding Gaoyang, who was still thinking about how to awaken the old man's consciousness, looked around the small shabby house.

Suddenly, a flash of red appeared in Ding Gaoyang's eyes, and a slightly faded red flag hung in the room.

In an instant, Ding Gaoyang thought of the old man's former identity.

If there is anything in this world that can bring back the old dragon's spiritual consciousness, I am afraid that there is only that red color and that charge song.

But…

Mudd, I don’t know how to play the trumpet!

Hey, no, I have a microcomputer smart assistant, and I can ask the smart assistant to play.

Fortunately, all soldiers in the Shenzhou Super Super Base are equipped with intelligent combat assistants, which are microcomputer bracelets.

Ding Gaoyang raised his wrist and tapped the bracelet.

Immediately, a loud trumpet sound sounded from the microcomputer bracelet on Ding Gaoyang's wrist.

Ding Gaoyang collected the loud trumpet sounds with his sword and gathered them into sound lines that reached the ears of the old man in the coffin.

Then they saw the old man lying in the coffin, his eyes tightly closed, his eyelids twitching, and his fingers as skinny as dead branches clenching into fists.

Suddenly, the old man in the coffin sat up, stared at a pair of turbid but angry eyes, and shouted:
Chapter completed!
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