127: The enemies of life are all four, and thousands of masks and smiling faces are painted

127: The enemies of life are all four, and thousands of masks and smiling faces are painted

Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian tied the clown firmly to a tree, but they still stood by and did not dare to move away, because they did not know how strong the clown was and whether these primitive vines could really tie him.

Sure enough, when the clown woke up, he only moved his body slightly, and the vines that were densely wrapped around his body made a "squeak" sound, and the life forms that could mix in the chaotic domain really couldn't be restrained by this primitive vine.

"Don't be nervous, we just wanted to ask you something. Mu Qian carefully conveyed the message.

But the clown only focused on the stone bar in Mu Qian's hand, and ignored Mu Qian and Cao Shengti. Mu Qian's brow couldn't help but furrow slightly: he saw an undisguised and true evil in the clown's vulture eyes.

"He speaks the language of our savages, and he doesn't need to go to such trouble. Cao Shengtian grinned at Mu Qian, and then stretched out a sharp claw to cut a bloody mark on the clown's ugly body full of crawling earthworms.

"Can you be polite? Don't be so cruel. Mu Qian stared at the grass holy post.

You don't understand this, some people are born with cruelty and evil, so if you want to communicate with them, you have to use the same cruel and evil methods. Grass Saint Ti said and raised his claws again.

"Wait. Mu Qian stopped the grass holy post, and then he held up the stone bar in his hand in front of the clown:

"What do the words engraved on this mean?"

"Boom. The clown's pale smiling face kept laughing, and it seemed that Mu Qian was a very funny joke in his eyes.

"Huh. Mu Qian couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, because he suddenly felt that this clown was also funny.

Mu Qian and the clown looked at each other as if they were looking at two ridiculous dolls. But their laughter is completely different: Mu Qian is often self-deprecating and helpless laughter, while the clown is crazy to despise everything and laugh at everything, perhaps in his eyes everything in the world is a joke.

"Masks. The clown finally spoke. His voice was hoarse like an old owl's night roar, giving Mu Qian a very uncomfortable feeling.

"What mask?"

"The mask on the face. If you don't have one, draw one for yourself. It's better to draw a smiley face so that no one will recognize you. ”

"It's time for you to take your medicine. Do you have such a profession as a doctor here?" Mu Qian said, turning his head to look at the grass holy post.

"We will recover on our own when we are sick, with our physical strength, do you think we will still need such a thing as a 'doctor'?" Grass Saint Ti glanced at Mu Qian.

"Again, you can grow broken bones on your own. However, we have some special doctors there for mental illness, mental illness, and I think this clown needs a doctor like that. ”

"Bullshit, the so-called neurosis is nothing but the collapse of the inner world, a manifestation of the weakness of our own mind, and we barbarians never do this, because we have always stood on the top of the universe. Of course, the physical defects of those lower life forms should be excluded. After Cao Shengtian finished speaking, he looked at Mu Qian very dissatisfied:

"What are you doing with all this, have you forgotten why we caught him?"

"Of course I didn't. Mu Qian smiled self-deprecatingly again, and then faced the clown and said:

"Everyone has a lot of personality masks, and everyone pretends to be there, so that life will be a little more colorful. However, I don't need any masks, because the path I'm going to take is 'the enemy of the world'. The guy next to me probably doesn't have a mask either, so we don't have masks on our faces. ”

"No one can live without a mask, and you must have your own masks, unless you are omnipotent gods. The clown's cold and cruel eyes stared at Mu Qian.

"We are not gods, but we are alive, and we may have our own masks, but we are not controlled by them. Your so-called mask is like a person always having to wear clothes, so how can there be so much care? Of course, if a person wears too many clothes and masks, it will naturally not be too comfortable. So, you simply paint a mask on your face, and I still appreciate it. ”

After Mu Qian finished speaking, he carefully looked at the white smile on the clown's face, and then changed the topic:

"Let's not talk about the mask, we are looking for you to learn your fighting skills. Can you teach us?"

"Why do you want to learn?"

"Kill. Grass Saint Ti said very dryly.

"I want to beat someone, or even kill him. But more than that, when someone wants to kill me later, I can not be killed. Mu Qian said.

The miserable white lotus on the clown's face bloomed, and he let out a terrible roar from his throat, and then after a few soft "snaps", all the vines tied to the clown's body had been broken by him.

"Your reasons are good, your reasons are bad. When the clown said the second sentence, he pointed to Mu Qian:

"Having learned my technique, what else can you do but kill?" the clown finished arranging his robes and wrapping himself tightly, revealing only a smiling face.

"I escaped from an intergalactic prison where the people were vile and insidious, evil, and murderous. If you want to learn, I'll teach you. Because of this, you will be able to kill more people. ”

Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian glanced at each other, and both of them showed a knowing smile, they didn't expect the clown to agree to teach them so easily.

The clown ignored Mu Qian and the grass shengti's joyful expressions, he stood in place and shook his body twice like a stake, and then pointed at Mu Qian and said:

"Come, stab me. ”

A cold light flashed in Mu Qian's eyes, and then the dark dagger in his hand pierced the clown like a cold star. The clown was still the same as before, and when Mu Qian just moved, he rushed forward and brazenly met the stabbing dagger.

A gray-white cloud floated by, obscuring Mu Qian's vision. The dagger in Mu Qian's hand swung left and right, drawing a series of Z-shapes, and he seemed to have cut something, but it didn't seem to be.

Mu Qian didn't hesitate, and his right fist followed and smashed towards the dark clouds. But suddenly, a shiver spread throughout Mu Qian's body, as he felt his arm touch the terrifying skin of the clown's body. Mu Qian, who was frightened, wanted to retreat, but the clown's fist was already close to his fist and smashed into Mu Qian's face first.

Mu Qian staggered back, but then he received three more punches from the clown in the chest. The rhythm of these three punches was tight, as fast as a drum, and Mu Qian suddenly fell backwards and sat down. But the clown's attack was not over, an elbow flashed out of the dark clouds and hit Mu Qian's head hard.

When Mu Qian fell, the clown also leaned over and pressed hard like an appendage. Immediately, Mu Qian only felt that all the hard bones on the clown's body were like stones, slamming all over his body.

Just when Mu Qian was smashed into a dizziness, one of the clown's fists smashed down towards Mu Qian's neck with a strong wind, completely looking like he wanted to kill Mu Qian.

"Hmph. Mu Qian snorted coldly, his head flashed to the side quickly, and then the dagger in his hand turned around and stabbed straight into the clown's back. But the clown just dodged and rolled, and then floated into the distance.

"What kind of fame is this?" Mu Qian asked as he stood up and frowned.

"You can call it a combination punch, which is about timing and speed of punching, and it's designed to 'break punches'. ”

"Punch punch? I like that. Grass Saint Ti shouted from the side.

Later, the Joker explained in detail how he could knock out his opponent's fist with his own fist and be the last to strike. The key is to keep your own power chain intact and then wait for the opportunity to destroy your opponent's power chain.

The Joker then explained the other swings of this counter combination, including straight punches, jabs, hooks, hooks, slams, bounces, throws, slaloms, and more.

Watching the Joker's two fists continue to make various demonstrations, Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian were a little surprised: if anyone fought the clown in close combat, it would never be a pleasant thing.

"What's the matter with your last elbow?" Mu Qian couldn't help but ask.

It is also a counterattack method of facing the combination of punches, paying attention to the violent and tricky shooting angles, including oblique elbows, flat elbows, turning elbows, etc. ”

Subsequently, Mu Qian and Cao Shengti practiced, but they couldn't do anything at all, "break the fist with the fist" and "come first", every time the fists of the two of them were firmly colliding together, and the two of them kept jumping in place.

"It sounds simple, but it's so hard to do. Mu Qian couldn't help but say.

"That's true, because these things are not learned, but practiced. The clown said with a blank face.

Next, the Joker told Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian dozens of kicks: inside kicks, down kicks, whip kicks, hook kicks, and various kicks and roundhouse kicks. Each leg has a different target and has a different impact on it.

"Throw a jab like that, close the distance and then continue to step forward while spinning and then turning and kicking high. The clown said, and a crisp over-the-top roundhouse kick sent the grass sage flying far away.

"Because the leg movement range is greater and the strength is greater, the leg method is unpredictable, and only surprise can have a big gain. And, when you kick out, you can change between various leg styles according to the adjustment of your body, and your knee joints give you the ability to do so. The clown said, kicking out with a kick, and then suddenly, his foot turned into a sweep and hit Mu Qian's head.

"Are there any fixed routines, such as targeting someone?" asked Mu Qian, who got up from the ground. It occurred to him that Callisto had helped him devise a set of moves to deal with Zhuo Junyi, but it turned out to be a joke.

"Unless that person is dead, there's no routine. The clown replied.

"Is this how you barbarians fight?" Mu Qian looked at the grass holy post again.

"It's not. Those stellar-level lifeforms are not a problem in moving mountains and seas, picking stars and destroying the moon in a single move, and this skill of the clown can only be effective when two people with similar health strength fight in close combat. ”

"Yes, these are just little tricks, but they have their uses. The clown said and moved on to the next one.

"When two people are close together, the space for the hands and feet is limited, so it's important to use the strength of the body as a whole to make the opponent lose balance. ”

As he spoke, the clown demonstrated various methods to Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian to push down and fall the opponent, and the clown's hands and feet also played different roles in the process.

The clown is like having some kind of mysterious magic, and every time Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian are thrown to the ground for no reason in contact, and then the clown will perform a ruthless follow-up trick to ravage Mu Qian and Cao Shengti for a while.

"It's incredible, as if as soon as I get close to you, I'm going to fall and fall out of control. Mu Qian said.

"It's about the overall coordination of your body, and if you find a gap in the way your body works, you're going to fall like a landslide. The clown continued to laugh in a hoarse voice:

"It's only through a lot of this process that you can really learn this. And the process is certainly not going to be pleasant, so let me teach you, it may not be a good thing for you. ”

"What nonsense. Isn't it a good thing, where is your turn?" the grass sage snorted coldly.

The clown smiled and went on to say something similar to the grappling and jiu-jitsu locks on Earth, including the shoulder and arm locks, neck locks, throat and knee locks, naked chokes, armbars, triangle locks, etc., which mainly use joint techniques to cause huge damage to enemies in an instant.

After that, Mu Qian and Cao Shengtian each thought about these clown's close-quarters skills. Mu Qian gained a lot after some drills. If he ran into Zhuo Junyi again at this time, even if he couldn't beat Zhuo Junyi, he wouldn't be as ravaged as last time.

Mu Qian quickly realized the importance of these things to him, and then he gave them four names. The first combination of punches is like a narrow road where the brave wins, so that set of combination punches is called "narrow road encounter"; while the kicking method focuses on the treacherous way, hence the name "shadow raid"; the incredible and ingenious method of falling down others is called "demon landslide"; as for the final technique of locking and killing the enemy, it is called "destruction strangulation".

"In the future, these are my Mu Qian's four major killer moves, and if you start to fight with others, you don't have to fight indiscriminately. Mu Qian said with a smile.

"Then you have to use it well, we barbarians here are probably the most suitable places in the whole universe to temper your four moves. Cao Shengtian sneered at Mu Qian and said, and then he looked at the clown again:

"Is that all?"

The clown laughed, stepped back to a large tree, and climbed up. Between the dense foliage, the clown's gray-white figure flickered a few times before disappearing completely.

"He's also very good at disguising himself, which should be considered a kind of retreat, but I don't know how good he is. Mu Qian said.

"The most despicable methods of killing people are not only those skills, but more importantly, the use of all the circumstances around them, which includes how to think, adapt, choose, and use weapons, disguise, escape, and so on. The clown's figure suddenly appeared behind Mu Qian and Cao Shengti.

"It's kind of interesting, let's hear it. Grass Saint Ti turned to face the clown.

But then the Joker doesn't tell you anything specific, but instead tells him what happened to him in that interstellar prison. Those examples of intrigue, despicable and obscene, and brutal made Mu Qian feel palpitations and at the same time, he also had a new understanding of life in this universe.

"Where's that interstellar prison?" asked Grass Saint Ti suddenly.

"I can't tell you the exact location of an asteroid in my home galaxy, I just know that our galaxy is called the 'Tarezis System'. If any of you can find it, I suggest going to my home planet to have a look, because there is an angel who lives in hell and a demon who lives in the heavenly world. ”

Mu Qian smiled slightly when he heard this: It seems that this clown is really not lightly ill, or maybe his world is not lightly ill.

"I'll go see such an interesting place. Now are you going to go by yourself, or are you going to let the two of us kill you?" a playful smile appeared on the corner of Grass Saint's mouth.

"Boom. The clown smiled and turned away.

Mu Qian wanted to open his mouth to stop the departing clown and return the stone bar to him. Unexpectedly, the clown who had just walked a few steps suddenly turned around, and the gray-white robe on his body was in a pocket on the ground, bringing up the dust and smoke cover in the sky to Mu Qian and the grass holy post.

"Look for death. The grass sage let out a low roar, and then slammed into the clown in the dust.

A scream rang out, and the Grass Saint was pressed to the ground by the clown in the dust and smoke, and then the clown's fist rained down on the head of the Grass Saint. At this moment, the clown's strength was incomparably huge, and the grass saint was pressed under him and couldn't move at all. If it weren't for the two arms of the grass saint to protect his head, his skull would probably be smashed by the clown.

In a short period of time, when Mu Qian rushed forward, the bones of Cao Shengti's two arms had all been smashed by the clown.

Mu Qian squinted his eyes, found the figure of the clown in the dust and smoke, and strangled him to the ground from behind. According to the techniques taught by the clown, Mu Qian can now break the clown's neck at any time, but Mu Qian is still hesitating.

Grass Saint Ti rolled over and used his elbows and shoulders to smash into the Joker's chest and abdomen. According to his original intention, he should have killed the clown at this time, but he knew that Mu Qian would not do it.

In the midst of the entanglement of the three of them, a little black light suddenly came out of the ground as if it came from the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring. Cao Shengtian was frightened and rolled to the side, but Mu Qian didn't have time to dodge, and was directly pierced in his neck by this black light.

"That's how I learned it, and that's what I taught you last. The clown broke free from Mu Qian's restraints, and then disappeared into the dense forest next to him with a strange smile.

Mu Qian, on the other hand, was lying on the ground with one hand on his throat, where his swarthy dagger was sticking in. Just after Mu Qian was careless, the dagger hanging on his waist was somehow touched by the clown, and then he almost killed Mu Qian.

"It's a very fast way to learn, and it's not even hard to learn. Cao Shengtian stood beside Mu Qian and said with bared teeth.

"The Joker has already planned it, he should have been staring at my dagger early in the morning, but he didn't know who he was going to kill. Mu Qian spat out a mouthful of blood, and then sat up with difficulty.

"Maybe it doesn't make a difference to him if he kills any of us. Cao Shengtian said and stared at Mu Qian, who was still bleeding.

"The clown may not have gone far yet, and if you try to kill me now, chances are we're both going to be finished. What's more, I have Yata Pill, you should know what that means. Mu Qian said and stood up, and casually pulled out the dagger around his neck, and then responded to the grass holy post with a very crazy beastly gaze.

"Goodbye. Mu Qian, who is the enemy of the world. Grass Saint Ti laughed, then jumped into the woods after a few somersaults.

"It turns out that the Chaos Domain, like the Earth, is a special bullshit world. Mu Qian chuckled, then tied the stone bar and dagger around his waist and slowly left the place.