Chapter 9 Junior God-level Black Warrior?

"Bang Bang Bang Bang~~" After a series of fists and flesh strikes, Xue Yueji appeared next to Bai Hu, and Mu Hu appeared next to Muta, both of them were ragged and injured all over their bodies. However, it was obvious that the injuries on Xue Yueji's body were much less than those on Mu Hu's body, and Mu Hu's face had turned into a pure pig's head during Xue Yueji's attack. Muta cleared his throat and patted Mu Hu on the shoulder and said:

"I said Mu Hu, you're too miserable! That kid hasn't entered the Holy Throne yet!"

Mu Hu rubbed his face that had been beaten into a pig's head and said bitterly:

"Can you blame me? His speed is so perverted! It's a little faster than me! I'm almost always beaten by him! And his body is so perverted, only four out of ten punches can hurt him! And he can hurt me almost with his punches! I thought my attacks were strong enough, but he was stronger than me! The strength is also very perverted. I've never seen an attack before! It's as if it was created specifically for killing! Every attack pursues maximum lethality! Even exchanges punches with me! How am I so unlucky!"

While Mu Hu was speaking, the snow moon marks and the scars on Mu Hu's body gradually faded, and only some of the more serious ones could still be seen. Xue Yueji moved her shoulders, straightened the arm that Baimu Hu's father had dislocated just now, and moved a few times and said:

"Come, go on!"

Mu Hu's face twitched unnaturally and said:

"Are you going to bully innocent children?"

Xue Yueji looked Mu Hu up and down and said:

"Are you a child? After living for more than 300 years, you still say you are a child? Besides, who would believe that you are a child when you are in your thirties and close to your forties?"

Mu Hu shouted:

"Compared to you, an old monster of more than 2,000 years, I'm not a child, what am I! I'm afraid there is no one on the Five Continents who is older than you except for a few old elves in the Forest of Mist!"

Xue Yueji said lightly:

"I'm not an elf, I'm a zombie, a very high-level zombie. In the eyes of others, I was just a human being. You tell people that I am an old monster that has existed for more than 2,000 years, do you think your friends will believe me? I am afraid that in the eyes of others, you are now bullying children!"

Mu Hu was completely deflated and begged, and said:

"I beg you, don't hit me in the face again, okay? If I accidentally leave a trace and be seen by others, I will be very shameless! You know, I am also the number one master now!"

Xue Yueji moved his body a little and said:

"Yes. If you find someone to practice with me instead of you, then I won't slap you in the face. ”

Mu Hu's eyes lit up and he turned around and asked Muta:

"Bones, when will Morpheus arrive?"

Muta did the math and said:

"I think it's almost there. He entered the territory yesterday, and he should have arrived. You don't plan to let Morpheus be his sparring partner, right! Although Morpheus is a junior god-level black knight, his speed can't be compared to him at all!"

Mu Hu said confidently:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, although Morpheus is a junior god-level black knight, he was brought out by me after all, and I still know him well. Morpheus isn't very good at attacking and defending, but he's pretty good at speed! And his patience is very good, and his attacks focus on one-hit kills, which is still good to use against him. I still have more confidence in my disciple. ”

Xue Yueji and White Tiger looked at Mu Hu with contempt at the same time, and Muta's hand "snapped" and said coldly:

"Morpheus is the most promising of all the junior god-level black knights to become an intermediate god-level black knight, do you know how much impact it will be if he goes through this experience of being abused? It is very likely that he will cause mental obstacles, and he will never become an intermediate god-level black knight!"

Yun Na, who had been sitting on the back of the white tiger without saying a word, suddenly said:

"Wood, don't you use the wind to fight that Morpheus, you should be able to reduce your speed a lot if you don't use the wind! ”

Xue Yueji said helplessly:

"How can it be as easy as you say! Now it's not that I can control it if I say I can control it! I am only one step away from the avenue, but I have not comprehended the true meaning of the wind, and now I cannot completely control my wind at all. And after becoming a zombie, it has become my instinct to use the wind. If you want to control yourself and not use the wind, you have to overcome your instincts. It's not easy to practice a skill in terms of energy, and if I want to overcome my instinct, then my loss is not something that can be measured by a body that has completely mastered it. ”

Yun Na muttered quietly:

"Wood bullies people! You can beat a high-level god-level black warrior like that, and the name can already be tied with a high-level god-level master, but you still have to bully a junior god-level black warrior. ”

Xue Yueji smiled indifferently and said:

"Do you think I can really fight to a draw with Mu Hu? It's impossible! Now neither I nor Mu Hu can use all our strength. Mu Hu was good at using two-handed giant swords, but now he didn't use his sword at all. And what I'm good at using is the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and I also didn't use the Fang Tian Painting Halberd. And the real strength can only be shown in a desperate duel, and it is impossible for Mu Hu and I to fight to the death now. If I really have to fight to the death now, even if I use that mutated corpse again, I won't be able to fight against him at all. Sometimes the gap between realms is not measured by the strength shown on the surface. I can draw with him now, and even have a slight advantage on the surface, but once we use our weapons, I'm afraid the victory will only be in a split second. ”

Before Snow Moon Scar's words fell, a black warrior in the same outfit as Mu Hu had already appeared in the hall where Snow Moon Scar and Mu Hu were practicing. However, unlike Mu Hu, the figure of this black warrior is obviously much thinner, and he does not have the feeling of being fierce like Mu Hu, and the weapon of this black warrior is not a two-handed giant sword, but a pair of pitch-black daggers. After coming into contact with Mu Hu these days, Xue Yueji still has a lot of understanding of the undead system, whether it is a swordsman, a knight or an assassin, after reaching the god level, they are all called black warriors after sacrificing children, and it is obvious that this black warrior is an assassin. After the black knight saluted Mu Hu, he said respectfully:

"Teacher, I've arrived. ”

Mu Hu made an unfathomable gesture of master, nodded his head and said:

"How's the situation on the Temple Mount?"

The Black Warrior said respectfully:

"There is a lot of chaos on the Temple Mount right now, and emergency redeployment is being made. It seems that it is not only our Temple of the Dead that is going to attack the Temple Mount this time, but other temples are also attacking the attention of the Temple Mount. ”

Mu Hu smiled contemptuously and said:

"It looks like it's really lively. But the Temple Mount wasn't that easy to fight. It was already the base of the Temple of Light during the Battle of the Gods more than 6,000 years ago, and the Temple of Light spent no less effort on the Temple Mount than we did on Hades. Although there are no two iconic missions for the Light Temple's adjudicator, Kao Regos, and the Light Temple's High Priest, Omori Ryant, the Temple of Light's Grand Priest, the Temple of Light is still a large temple with eleven junior god-level masters, and it is not such a fun place at all, even if I go with the bones, it is very likely to stay there. If they are willing to fight, let them go and fight first, let's see the excitement first. ”

Mu Hu pulled the black warrior to Xue Yueji and introduced to Xue Yueji:

"My disciple, Black Knight 'Song of the Dead' Morpheus, how is it? ”

Xue Yueji looked at Morpheus and said to Yun Na:

"Yunna, tell me what you know about Morpheus. ”

Yun Na carefully recalled for a long time and said:

"Morpheus, known as the 'Song of the Dead' because the weapon he uses is an extremely rare pair of artifacts that are a hymn to the Necrons. The level of Necromancy's hymn is nothing more than a low-level artifact, but what is precious is that they appear in pairs, and when combined, their attack power is no less than that of a mid-level artifact. Morpheus was sacrificed to become a Black Knight more than a hundred and sixty years ago, and is still at the junior god level, and has not reached the peak of the primary god level. He is ranked ninety-seventh in the junior god-level, but he has a good chance of becoming an intermediate god-level master. The senior managers who have infiltrated other temples to assassinate the temples many times, the success rate is about thirty out of 100, which is not very high, but the targets of his assassination are all junior god-level masters, and this success rate can already be regarded as quite terrifying. Now all the temples except the Temple of the Dead are wanted for him, and his value has reached as high as four low-level artifacts and 160 million gold coins. The best thing is stealth, and the worst is frontal attack. That's all. ”

Xue Yueji nodded with satisfaction, paddled lightly on Yun Na's flowing sea, and said:

"Yes, that's enough information for me to know about him. ”

Xue Yueji said to Mu Hu with some disappointment:

"To be honest, I can only say that you are a great failure as a teacher. ”

Mu Hu's face twitched unnaturally, while Morpheus beside him had already put his hand on the Necromancy and glared at Snow Moon Scar. Xue Yueji didn't care about Morpheus's actions at all, and said lightly:

"As an assassin, I don't know what it is to hide my murderous aura, what is it that is not a failure? If you are a little stimulated, you will be confused, what is not a failure? If you don't know the strength of the other party, you have to attack rashly, what is it if you are not a failure? You, a teacher, have not even taught him this, what is not a failure?"

With a slight movement of his hand, Morpheus pulled out the Necromantic hymn and stabbed it crosswise at the Snow Moon Scar. Snow Moon Scar floated backwards like a feather with Morpheus's movements, and said contemptuously as he retreated:

"Do you think it's great to be a junior god-level? Let me, a quasi-saint, teach you a lesson today!"

The whole person suddenly disappeared when the last word of Snow Moon Scar was finished, and then appeared in the back of Morpheus like a ghost, and punched Morpheus on the shoulder blade like lightning, without a trace of fireworks. Morpheus stabbed the necromantic hymn in his hand like a loach like a loach and stabbed the necromantic hymn in his hand like a snow moon mark's heart. The corners of Xue Yueji's mouth moved slightly, and the white tiger couldn't bear to close his eyes and twist his head away. Immediately after that, the sound of "Ping Pong Bang Peng" fists colliding, accompanied by the occasional sound of bones shattering, came from Morpheus's body, and in Morpheus's opinion, Snow Moon Marks seemed to have turned into countless in an instant, and there might be a fist from Snow Moon Marks in any direction in the next moment. But whenever he was about to attack, Snow Moon Scarred's fist always came from the direction he was going to attack one step ahead of him, as if he had told Snow Moon Scar that he was going to attack in that direction.

As time passed, Morpheus gradually gave up resistance, and endured the ravages of Snow Moon Scar's fist like a broken sack, and his eyes lost their previous arrogance and turned into a gloom. Snow Moon Marks suddenly grabbed Morpheus's head and pressed it heavily on the ground, and with a "boom", the entire castle trembled slightly. Several deep cracks appeared in the ground, centered on Morpheus's head, and Morpheus was already angry, as if he could die at any moment.

Xue Yueji patted the dust on his hands and said to Mu Hu:

"The fighting skills are so poor, there are almost no skills to speak of. The grasp of opportunities is also not very good, and it is impossible to distinguish which ones are loopholes and which are traps. When attacking, he does not hide his murderous aura, and reveals the direction of his attack before each attack. The endurance is too poor, and I can't stand it after this blow. With his current state, even if he enters the intermediate god level, don't have too much hope for him, with his current state, it is impossible to become a high-level god-level black warrior. The tempering of the mind is really poor, I am afraid that a good shadow assassin is much better than his character. You're a great failure as a teacher. ”

Xue Yueji's evaluation made Mu Hu's face twitch unnaturally again and again. Muta cleared his throat and cleared Mu Hu's siege and said:

"I said, boy, do you know a lot about the Assassins? Morpheus is also sour, under normal circumstances, he shouldn't lose to you so quickly. ”

Xue Yueji glanced at Morpheus, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and said:

"I can't say I know a lot, but it's pretty much the same. In the past, when I was with my master, I was often visited by Assassins. In order not to disturb my master's rest, I usually deal with those assassins. Over time, I've learned a little bit about the Assassins. Moreover, many things are common to assassins and scouts, and we often use the same things we use when training scouts. That's why the average Assassin can't escape my eyes. ”

Xue Yueji kicked Morpheus towards Mu Hu, Mu Hu subconsciously reached out to catch it, and the inhuman-shaped Morpheus, who had been tortured, fell lightly into his arms, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes. Mu Hu said to Xue Yueji with a wry smile:

"I said, boy, are you a little too ruthless? One of my good disciples was tortured like this by you, what if I can't become an intermediate god-level black warrior in the future?"

Xue Yueji stretched and said:

"Am I ruthless like this? It's because you're too spoiled by him! Whether it's a good assassin or a good scout, the most important criterion for judging is endurance. What can be endured by ordinary people is the basic requirement of an assassin or a scout. If you don't do that, everything else will be in vain. Patience is the best way to find the best assassination opportunity, and it is also the most basic way. If you want to get a good assassination opportunity, you have to endure what ordinary people can't endure. There was an Assassin who endured my master's side for three years in order to find an opportunity to assassinate my master. His strength can be said to be very poor, even among the mid-level assassins, he is not a master. But for three years he observed my master's daily life and habits, and at last he seized the best opportunity and almost took my master's life. Don't you think your disciple is really bad compared to him?"

There was a little anger in Morpheus's eyes, and he said with difficulty:

"Assassins seek to kill their target in the easiest way possible, as long as they can kill the target by any means. ”

Xue Yueji snorted coldly and said:

"Do you think it's that simple? What an Assassin should be looking for is to protect themselves as much as possible while ensuring the death of their target. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more effective for you to blow yourself up directly with the target? With your strength, even if your teacher is embraced by you, you will definitely die! When assassinating an assassin, you should first investigate the best escape routes, and at least find at least two or more escape routes in different locations. An Assassin should not put himself in a mortal situation, and if he assassinates someone who knows that he is certain to die, he is not an Assassin but a dead man!

Morpheus argues with difficulty:

"There is a time limit for assassination! If the target does not die within the time limit, the assassination fails!"

Xue Yueji suddenly appeared in front of Mu Hu, raised his hand, slapped Morpheus in the face, and said coldly:

"A failed assassination only proves that you have failed once, but it does not mean that you have lost the opportunity to assassinate! If you yourself are dead and your target is still alive, you will not even have a chance to continue! And assassination is not just about killing the target with your own dagger. Traps, traps, poisoning, and even grafting into other people's hands are all possible! As long as your target dies, your assassination will be successful! An assassination that sticks to the form itself is a failure!"

Snow Moon Scar had already appeared on White Tiger's back the next moment, White Tiger glanced at Morpheus sympathetically and walked towards the door, Snow Moon Scar's cold voice came into Morpheus's ears:

"Do you think it's a failure to be abused by me? Just before you came, your teacher was beaten into a pig's head by me! If you think that you are stronger than your teacher, it is very normal for you to be disappointed. ”

Morpheus looked at the ragged Mu Hu in surprise, and Mu Hu's face nodded awkwardly, acquiescing to the fact that he had been beaten into a pig's head just now.