Chapter Twenty-Three: The Warrior Corpse in Black
"I said that Zhulu Academy will not participate in this matter, and since he said that he will quit, it has nothing to do with my college. Xu Ming responded lightly, and the displeasure in his tone was unmistakable.
"I, if you do it, I'll help, and now I'll choose to stand by, but now I'm not manpowered, not enough to protect myself. Yang Tianjing also expressed his attitude and remained neutral, but the last words were a little difficult to understand. He seems to have only brought Yang Fu this time, as a leader of power, it is a bit risky, although he is a martial artist himself.
Everyone was speculating on what he meant. It is better to find out the affairs between such giants, so that it is easy to see the wind and steer the rudder, and to avoid being involved in disputes and being used as a gun.
"I'm here to be the head of the house!" suddenly a voice appeared, which made people a little unexpected, and it shook everyone's ears with pain, like thunder.
A person fell beside Yang Tianjing, who turned out to be the old chef of the canteen, who was still kind and smiling. The lion's roar just now, that body showed that he was a master, and the people who were harmed by his 'hand shaking magic skill' on weekdays looked at him with disbelief.
Uncle Jiang's arrival made the temperature on the field increase by a few degrees. It is not the heat of the battlefield, but the exercises he cultivates, which should be the most yang and hot.
He glanced at the crowd, his eyes were fiery and abnormal, was it a warning?
"Old man Bing, come out, don't hide, I feel your cold breath. Uncle Jiang shouted.
The cold breath was none other than the gray-clothed powerhouse beside Tianyan.
"Hmph" There was a sigh from the crowd, the temperature dropped a few degrees, and the old man in gray flew into the ring and came face to face with Uncle Jiang. There is an electric current at the meeting of the eyes of the two, and there is a festival between them?
"The fumes on your body, you can smell it from afar, it really stinks, and it deserves to be a bumpy pot. β
"Hmph, how good is the cold air on you? like a rat in a sewer, dirty and disgusting. β
"Huh?"
If the two disagreed, they made a move. The two palms are facing each other, one hand is the scorching flame, and the other hand is the cold Xuan Qi, as if they are natural opponents.
There is really a story between these two people, everyone is looking at it with wide eyes, but they didn't expect that the old man in charge of the kitchen is also a master, on par with the old man in gray, so it seems that his identity is not as simple as managing the canteen, he is Yang Fan's protector! Thinking that Yang Fan alone in the academy is not normal, what kind of identity is he? Now it seems that it is much more reasonable, there have always been people in the open and in the dark to protect him.
Just when everyone thought that the two old men were going to fight, the two stopped at the same time.
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be a bumper, and now you don't have a raw hand, and you can still slap me. β
"You old thing, it's getting colder and colder. I've been in the academy for so long, and I've just felt your breath, and it's really a mouse, so able to hide. β
"Haha!"
It turned out that the two were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and they couldn't help but try it out when they wanted to see each other this time. The addition of these two people can't change anything, as Yang Tianjing said, as long as they don't make trouble with the academy, they won't make a move.
He didn't plan to provoke so many forces, just to solve Jiang Hai, and now there is one more Chen Jun.
"Mentor, you shouldn't. Jiang Hai was moved, but also for Chen Jun is not worth it.
"There is nothing that should not be done, a mentor can't even protect his own disciples, what kind of mentor is it, and what kind of man is it. He was a little touched for a moment, and said something that had nothing to do with it.
"Come on, stop talking nonsense, if you have the strength, get up and fight with me. Chen Jun said.
The strength is really strong, Jiang Hai really doesn't have it now, otherwise he wouldn't have made Zhao Jie so embarrassed, and the pain in his thigh was real.
However, there may be a way to recover its true qi and physical strength in a short period of time, it remembered the pill that it snatched from Zhao Jie's hand, and put it in its arms at this moment. If you swallow it, you should be able to restore some combat power.
So he said, "Mentor, I can get up, but it will take some time." β
"Okay, then I'll buy you more time. Chen Jun said categorically, and he didn't doubt Jiang Hai's words at all.
"If you want to kill him, you have to get the consent of my fist," his hands were already clenched as he spoke, and all the true qi suppressed on his body was released, and an invisible power spread out in all directions centered on him.
The impact on the True Qi shield created by the many law enforcers, supervisors, and joint efforts could not be broken, but it was also a creaking sound of impact.
This is the strength of the first generation of young people in Zhulu Academy, it is really powerful, it is simply the coercion of a humanoid beast. Fortunately, he has been in a state of self-exile all these years, otherwise he would have been able to claim the king of this domain due to his talent.
In the face of his monstrous battle intent and compelling momentum, Zhao Ziwu was also stunned. He seemed to see the man who had once been amazed and famous throughout the empire. Decades ago, the two fought against each other, and they defeated themselves in just three moves, defeating ancient martial arts with ordinary combat skills.
For a moment he had fear, and that was the shadow he had left behind.
Zhao Jie saw that his father was indifferent, and shouted, "Father." β
Zhao Ziwu woke up from his memories and looked at Chen Jun in front of him, his beard was long and untrimmed, and his face was dirty, not to mention the clothes that exuded the smell of wine, and sighed in his heart, "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass." β
said to the black clothes behind him: "What are you doing in a daze, go on, capture the big one alive, and kill the small one." β
Thirteen men in black rushed forward behind him, surrounding them in the middle. This is Zhao Ziwu's entourage, which is very strange.
There are three strange ones. First, they are all dressed in black to cover their bodies, and their faces are also very tightly covered, and they don't even show their eyes, so that people can't see their faces. Look at the thick thing on the face, don't you don't need to see the road with your eyes, you don't have to breathe?
Second, I never heard one of them speak, even if it was the order of its master Zhao Ziwu, he did not respond, and he was very stiff when he ran, and his body coordination was extremely poor.
Third, they can't detect the cultivation realm, not because their strength is too strong and they are blocked, but because they can't feel the operation of their true qi, even the slightest bit. Are they all people who don't know martial arts?
Chen Jun doesn't care so much, he has rarely made a move in recent years, and now it is the dragon who has awakened to show his skills and buy more time for Jiang Hai behind him. Seeing a person coming with a sword, he dodged sideways, and slapped out with a palm, and the person was affected by the force of the palm and took ten steps back.
Before he could catch his breath, the second man came again. Chen Jun stepped on the seven-star step, his body was like a dragon in the clouds, he passed by it, and swept his backhand to the root of his ear, which is a big point in the human body, if it is slammed, it will be dead, light and serious, and the most deaf will be. The man fell to the side under the wind.
Approaching the third person, seeing that he was moving slowly, he went around behind him and kicked towards his calf, only to hear a click, as crisp as a broken tree. Worried that he would still be able to move, he made up for it again, and only after he completely fell to the ground did he face the fourth person.
Relying on his fast body, the other party couldn't react, and punched the door in front of him. The fist was windy, and the speed was also fast, and it hit the man solidly, and it was strange to say that he neither screamed in pain nor stopped. The fist is really angry, the real anger is bursting, and the punch is shocked back, and it is towards the fifth person.
The fifth step out, the toes on the ground, the person has jumped up a foot high, dodging the sword shadow at the same time with both hands, in the air point its temple, this is also a dead hole, such an attack, not dead but also disabled.
After landing on the ground, he took the sixth step, which was actually a kneeling, sliding a few feet with the impact, and making a leopard's claw. Grabbed at the man's throat, his hand was cold and stiff, and it took a few moments of strength to finally break the trachea.
Six steps have solved the six people, Chen Jun is even more imposing, all of them are killing moves, and he wants to defeat the enemy with one move, for fear of future troubles. When he was about to step out of the seventh part, there was a chill behind him, it was a cold sword qi, Chen Jun hurriedly dodged, and an iron sword grazed the corner of his clothes, almost hurting his waist.
Why is that? Out of the corner of his eye, he saw an incredible scene.
The man who had been hit in the temple by himself had actually climbed up, still moving slowly and stiffly attacking himself. What's going on, he wondered a little, with two fingers of such intensity, it was still the temple that was pointed, and he was fine. Do you feel no pain, or do you have a strong ability to recover?
Not only him, but the other five men in black also regained their freedom. Under the previous attack, it had no effect.
Chen Jun couldn't believe it, the vital point of the human body was extremely fragile, and if he had suffered this kind of attack, he would have been seriously injured, and these people didn't have anything to do, to see if they really had this kind of magical power.
When he turned sideways, a finger shot out, hitting the man's wrist, and the flesh exploded, and the man did not let go of the sword in his hand, nor did he cry out in pain.
Chen Jun watched the flesh on his wrist turn over, but no blood flowed out, and even the color of the flesh was too yellow, as if it had been smoked for a long time. This is not the hand of a living man. Chen Jun grabbed the man's other hand again, broke open the sleeve of his shirt, and a black bracelet came out of his wrist, which was very strange.
Not only is it strange, but it also depicts some fierce beasts, and even a few words are inscriptions. That was enough, he knew what the strange bracelet wasβthe Soul Suppression Bracelet, something that only the dead wear, so he already knew the origin of this group of people.
It turned out to be a group of 'martial corpses'. The so-called martial corpse is that the warrior is refined in a special way after death, which can maintain the combat power in front of him, or even surpass the front of him, because he is no longer human. Therefore, he is not afraid of life and death, does not know pain, and does not have betrayal, but only obeys the order.
This kind of exercise is quite imaginary with the corpse driving in the Miao Jiang domain, but the effect is different, it is a little cruel, and it is shameful for the righteous path, I didn't expect the Zhao family to bring this kind of monster this time,
It is no wonder that they cover their bodies with extremely thick black clothes, and do not even show their eyes, because dead people do not need to see with their eyes.
The movement is stiff, you can't feel the breath, and the true qi is normal.
Many leaders outside the arena also found something unusual, and they all looked at Zhao Ziwu with great anger, if he didn't give a reasonable explanation, he would step forward and strangle this group of monsters.