Chapter Fifty-Six: Calculated
"What? Happy to see me? ”
The strong man sneered, and there was a strong sense of excitement between his eyebrows. Maybe the mood was too excited, and I don't know why, but there was a burst of baring of teeth, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.
Yang Jing had that hatred in his heart.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm the resentment in his heart: "I said, I have nothing to do with that woman, even if you want to find a scapegoat, you should find a possibility." What is this up to me? ”
"Hehe, keep pretending. Originally, last night, I still believed it. But this morning, you actually met with Zhuang Wei, we are really blind! ”
"Zhuang Wei?"
Ignoring the anger and excitement of the strong man, Yang Jing muttered in his heart, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and the whole person was stunned.
"Nima, it's been calculated!"
It was strange before, the young man was strange, obviously he came to arrest himself, and finally asked about the woman's situation and left. The whole process was in a very harmonious atmosphere, although there was nothing substantial, but it took some time in between.
Finally, the guy left with a smile.
These all made him inexplicable, and he was still curious about who that guy was, so nonsensical. finally figured out that Zhuang Wei was in the same group as the woman, and he wasted an opportunity in vain. And when the other party arrived, it may be that the woman did not contact him, so she found various ways to find traces.
Now that he heard the strong man's words, he suddenly understood that Zhuang Wei was probably not just looking for that woman.
Maybe that guy just came to talk to him, but in fact he was just doing it for some people, and as for the woman, he might have gone back a long time ago. From beginning to end, he was very kind and smiling.
And then, it's gone.
But obviously, he Yang Jing was made by the other party as if he had a lot to do with it.
Whether this is the case or not, such a scene for some people to see is enough to say something.
In this way, wouldn't Yang Jing be dragged into the water, and a conflict would inevitably occur, and then maybe Zhuang Wei and the bastard would be kind enough to come over to help him.
After thinking about this, Yang Jing hated it in his heart.
He felt that he was like a chess piece, being played with and acting arbitrarily, but he had to rely on the path designed by the other party.
People are rebellious, even if they are parents, they don't listen to them often, let alone two people who don't know each other.
Yang Jing thought that Zhuang Wei would not necessarily want to take himself under his control, but lure the snake out of the hole and use him as bait.
"How did he know, could it be that when I resisted, that woman knew my identity as a warrior and then made full use of it?"
Countless thoughts flashed, and for a moment, he was filled with a sense of distrust of the people of this world.
Think about how much Li Mochou and Wang Zhijin trust him in the world of condor shooting, and they teach him by word and deed, and countless martial arts theories are explained one by one, and it is also appropriate to have reservations.
But after returning to reality, how many of these people are good birds?
Sure enough, the way of the world has changed, and people's hearts are not ancient!
"I really didn't expect that you are still a martial artist, and you pretend to be really good."
The strong man continued to taunt, and the moment he finished speaking, as soon as he stepped on his feet, his figure jumped up and quickly pounced towards him. He had already calculated now, attacking while being distracted, and not giving Yang Jing a chance to react.
His right fist swung and attacked Yang Jing's face in the middle of the charge.
Yang Jing habitually took a wrong step, and his figure immediately retreated.
However, at this moment, there was a strong sense of crisis behind him, and his body suddenly twisted, twisting like a snake, and actually dodged in a very strange way.
A blade of sword hummed past his shoulder.
Yang Jing quickly took a few steps back, widened the distance, and looked at the strong man and a man standing together, and his heart was even colder.
Unexpectedly, so many people came from the other side, and they kept attacking by sneak attacks. plus the people who haven't moved, but just used the hidden weapon to attack at the beginning, a total of three people. And that's not necessarily all, who knows how many masters are hidden in the secret.
He was really about to go crazy, and he was suspicious of Zhuang Wei's calculations to arouse the suspicion of the strong man's gang, and now he was attacked by so many warriors.
He couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with this world. Not to mention being calculated for no reason, there are still so many martial artists now, what does this mean!
Both the strong man and the swordsman showed surprise, and the swordsman exclaimed even more: "What a wonderful footwork, boy, hand over this set of body techniques, and I will give you a whole corpse." ”
"Dreaming."
Yang Jing collected his mind, the whole heart method was running at full speed in his body, his body was slightly arched, his legs were fighting, his fists were gathered in front of his chest, and a powerful aura was generated.
The Great Demon Fist, a rare masculine boxing method in the Nine Yin True Scripture, is extremely powerful, not inferior to any set of boxing techniques in Lao Jin's novels.
The invisible momentum stirred up, immediately attracting the attention of the three people.
The swordsman snorted coldly, and the iron sword swung and stabbed at Yang Jing's throat.
Yang Jing himself is a good sword player, and the other party is not cultivating in the early days of the day after tomorrow, and he has not even reached the peak, so how can he hurt him.
He didn't retreat, he swung his fist, and the moment he was about to touch the tip of the sword, his arm twisted, and he easily dodged it.
The blade of the sword was still castrated, but he dodged it, and his fist slammed into the swordsman's chest.
The swordsman's face changed greatly, and he immediately changed his moves, wanting to dodge Yang Jing's attack, but found that the other party's momentum was faster.
Seeing that he was about to be attacked, the strong aura on it made him a little suffocated.
Bang!
Seeing that he was about to be injured, one of the strong man's arms suddenly appeared and blocked in front of Yang Jing.
A huge force swept through, Yang Jing's face remained unchanged, and he quickly took three small steps under his feet, quickly unloading the force from the strong man, twisting his body, and turning over again.
The swordsman also got a breath and quickly stabbed Yang Jing in the chest.
The strong man also did not show weakness, stepped forward again, and waved his fists with amazing strength.
When a warrior is not fighting, as long as the internal force can be controlled freely, it is difficult to be noticed. But once you do it, you will be discovered and feel the breath of the other party.
That Zhuang Wei could find out that it was probably due to other reasons, and Yang Jing didn't think much about it at that time. In retrospect, it may have been the woman who found out.
As for the medicinal properties on the body, it is only a medicinal property and not an internal force, even if it is strong, it is just a medicinal effect. Generally, those who are poorly cultivated and those whose senses are not sharp enough are also difficult to find.
The strong man was also at the peak of the early days of the day after tomorrow, and the three of them fought together, and Yang Jing immediately fell behind.
But the snake raccoon flip technique is really the top body method, relying on this set of body methods, with the not too skilled big demon fist, it actually resisted the attack of the two of them, and the battle situation was stalemate for a while.
With the continuous fighting, Yang Jing had a better understanding of body and boxing techniques, and slowly, the subtle panic in his heart was completely abandoned, and he calmed down, silently fighting one move at a time.
The more he warped, he found that his body was getting hotter and hotter. The medicinal properties remaining in his body were all burned, releasing a brilliant light, making his cultivation continue to advance.
The internal force is also more refined and solid, and every punch is unleashed, it gradually has a might.
The more Yang Jing fought, the more excited he became, flying wrong under his feet, resisting while thinking about the opportunity to counterattack.