The sun shines brightly, and everything wakes up from its silence.

Yangmingshan, Xue's Manor.

Bang bang bang ~~~

The wind howled, and the muffled sound of fists colliding sounded like a drumbeat.

On the empty martial arts stage, two figures hurriedly clashed.

Jing Xiaolou stepped on the ground, his fists and elbows flew, and his whole body was full of the strength of a big gun, hard and hard, An Qisheng shook his feet and stride, like an old elephant hissing, moving his arm like a whip, like an old elephant shaking his nose.

The two fought fast and hard, but in a moment, they had collided dozens of times.

Bang!

After a collision, the two separated.

"Whew!"

An Qisheng lifted his palm, and slowly pressed it down to his abdomen, and a mouthful of turbid air spit out like an arrow.

"The strength is eight-sided, the strength penetrates the eight poles, and the eight-pole fist is really extraordinary."

Jing Xiaolou's face was ruddy and in good spirits:

"Martial arts still need to communicate in order to progress, and it is necessary to work behind closed doors."

"The great grandmaster's pictographic fist is indeed powerful."

An Qisheng couldn't help but admire.

He had been staying in the Xue Manor for half a month, and in the first seven days, Xue Zheng instructed him to fuse the four strength changes, which made him gain a lot.

Seven days later, with Xue Zheng's acquiescence, he obtained the essence of pictographic boxing, and similarly, Jing Xiaolou also obtained his eight-pole essence.

The two fought a few times, and they felt that they had gained a lot.

Of course, Jing Xiaolou has entered the chemical strength, and he has benefited the most.

"The teacher learns the hundred schools of boxing, and the killing method in the army has long been incorporated, and this pictographic boxing has its own essence of the hundred schools of boxing, and Brother An can carefully figure it out."

Jing Xiaolou did not hide his selfishness, and pointed out the flaws in An Qisheng's fist:

"The elephant power is the first in the land line, and the teacher's pictographic boxing is a big opening and closing, hard and hard ........"

An Qisheng nodded secretly.

He has learned the 12 forms of Xingyi, and he also has an understanding of this kind of boxing method that is taken from animals.

Only by learning this pictogram can you make rapid progress.

"It's a pity that the teacher's dragon-elephant combined attack can't be mastered now."

Saying that, Jing Xiaolou was a little pity.

Under Xue Zheng's door, he entered the fist with a pictogram, hugged Dan with a dragon-shaped fist, and the dragon-elephant combination was Gangjin, and he is now a big member of the pictogram boxing, and the dragon-shaped fist is also involved.

But if you want to hit the dragon and elephant combo, it's far from it.

One form is easy to practice, but two forms are difficult to combine, that's the truth.

"Brother Jing's talent, it may not be long before he can hit this type of dragon and elephant combo."

Anderson smiled.

"My family knows my own business."

Jing Xiaolou also smiled, and said with a wave of his arm:

"Let's go and take a break, I have news for you."

"Okay."

An Qisheng nodded.

The two came to the gazebo, and the tea was just boiling.

Jing Xiaolou teapot pours:

"Here, I want to say sorry to Brother An."

"Huh?"

An Qisheng's eyes twitched.

"Yesterday, I received news that Brother An was on the dark web for a death invitation."

Jing Xiaolou put down the teapot and said softly:

"After that, I was curious for a moment and investigated Brother An's information."

"There are no people in everything, Brother Jing doesn't have to say anything sorry."

Anderson shook his head, not caring much.

In this information age, real-name authentication is required to play a game, and a little information cannot be hidden from anyone who wants to investigate.

After saying a word, he smiled and looked at Jing Xiaolou:

"What is the so-called Grim Reaper invitation?"

He hadn't heard of the Grim Reaper's invitation, but he had heard of the dark web.

Connected to the word dark web are drugs, black trade, slaves, digital currencies........

"The dark web, also known as the deep web, the invisible web, as the name suggests, is an underworld force that the vast majority of people can't reach, hides deeply, and is rooted in the Internet."

Jing Xiaolou's face was also a little solemn:

"The dark web itself is a place for killers, mercenaries, fugitives, hackers, and other shady poisonous insects...... This Grim Reaper invitation is a list of tasks on the dark web.

The implication is that once you get on this list, it's like receiving an invitation to death. ”

"Death Invitation ......."

An Qisheng frowned slightly, and the first thing that came to mind was the Bamboo Dragon Club.

The Bamboo Dragon Club was planted this time, and they were actually rewarded on the dark web?

It's just that shouldn't this reward Wang Zhixuan, what's the matter with rewarding him?

"The main target is Wang Zhixuan, and you and Jiang Shili, who are passers-by, are not the main targets. As far as I know, no one has been on the job yet. ”

Jing Xiaolou said what he knew:

"Da Xuan has always been a dark web forbidden place, and you are not the main target, so you don't have to worry too much, I say this to let you be careful."

"I see"

An Qisheng nodded and thanked: "I still have to thank Brother Jing for reminding me." ”

The news came as a surprise to him, but it was also expected.

The bamboo dragon will lose so much, if he swallows this breath, he won't have to mix in the dark world in the future.

It's just this Grim Reaper invitation......

"Don't thank me."

Jing Xiaolou waved his hand.

"How much does Brother Jing know about the dark web? Are there any masters? ”

An Qisheng asked again.

The dark web, although he has heard of it, but he is not very familiar with it, the reason why it is the dark web is that there is no way to enter the place.

"Needless to say, killer organizations and mercenary organizations, it is impossible for these foreign forces to enter the mystery with guns, and what is really worthy of your attention are those kung fu masters."

Speaking of this, Jing Xiaolou's expression was a little solemn:

"The hierarchy of the dark web is one to six, corresponding to the six realms of martial arts, and the judging criterion is that there is a record of killing, such as a sixth-level killer, there must be a record of killing and seeing God!"

"Kill the gods?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Those who see the gods, feel the danger and avoid it, seek good fortune and avoid evil, how difficult is it to kill?

"The dark web, there is indeed no record of killing the gods."

Jing Xiaolou naturally knew An Qisheng's thoughts:

"It's just that if there is no record of killing God, it doesn't mean that there are no God-level killers on the dark web!"

"Is there such a killer on the dark web?"

An Qisheng was really surprised at this time.

What is the status of seeing God?

Such a person will also be a killer?

"There are seven fifth-level killers recorded on the dark web, and these three people are known as the seven gods of the dark web, and they are the top killers who have really had a record of fighting and killing Gangjin martial artists.

And the sixth level ......."

Jing Xiaolou sighed slightly:

"The current Divine Garuda of the Three Seals is the only known God-Seeing Killer on the Dark Web."

"Garuda ......"

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, and his message appeared.

Garuda, a victim of the caste system of the Three Indias, was the child of an intercaste marriage and was the lowest rank of untouchables.

His father was a dung digger, his mother was a prostitute, and he himself naturally did not need to say it.

It is said that when he was a child, he was almost beaten to death because he accidentally stepped on someone else's shadow.

He grew up in discrimination and oppression, and it can be said that he suffered a lot in the world.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this experience that he practiced yoga to the level that no one had ever seen before or since, and he became the only person who had seen a divine warrior in the Three Indian Kingdoms for hundreds of years.

Once a pariah, now sacred.

Garuda.