"Senior sister, she...... She's dead. The white ghost's body trembled a little, and he seemed to be very worried about the old man's reaction after hearing this.

So when she had finished speaking, she closed her eyes and knelt on the ground, and it was not until she had not come the imaginary punishment that she raised her head and looked at the old man's place.

"What the hell is going on? How did Rakshasa die. ”

At that moment, the white ghost told the old man in front of him about the blood rakshasa in Xinlu one by one, and the old man closed his eyes and listened, until the white ghost finished speaking, and then said lightly: "Rakshasa is my apprentice, even if he dies, he can't die in vain." ”

"It just so happens that I am out of the customs, and I still need a blood sacrifice, so I will set the location at the new dry port."

……

Zuo Zhicheng, who was far away in Xinlu, didn't know that there was another ** trouble to come to. After he finished explaining the affairs of the Wushu Association, he had already set foot on the passenger ship heading north.

Zuo Zhicheng stepped on the deck of the passenger ship, this passenger ship is quite large, about seven or eight stories high, a total of five floors, the bottom is the ordinary people live in the bunk, the top is the single room where the dignitaries live. Zuo Zhicheng is naturally living in a single room now.

Now that he was standing at the bow of the ship, he could see that the entire Xinlu Port was getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, gradually turning into a small dot between heaven and earth.

This time, his target was an island called Beiya Island, which was a transit point in the sea and one of the ports set up by Daqi in the New World, but in terms of scope, it was already under the rule of the Zhongzhi region.

Zuo Zhicheng's purpose in coming out this time was to seek the last bit of a breakthrough in the killing. But this kind of killing with a relatively large number of people, of course, cannot be killed indiscriminately, which will obviously cause hostility from the imperial court or other forces.

Therefore, the target chosen by Zuo Zhicheng is to kill and not worry about being wanted by the imperial court, and the target of siege by other forces. In this new world, such targets are naturally bandits, bandits, pirates, etc.

However, bandits, bandits are easy to leak Zuo Zhicheng's news, this vast sea is different, Zuo Zhicheng doesn't have to worry about someone leaking the news when he kills here, as long as all the witnesses of the pirate ship or the pirate's den are killed at that time.

As for the specific pirate den, he had already asked Qingyueqiu to help him find it, and Qingyueqiu heard that he was going to kill pirates and sharpen his martial arts, so he didn't stop him, and had already arranged a guide in the army for him on Beiya Island. When the time comes, he will be able to infiltrate the army, find a pirate lair, or disguise a merchant ship to lure pirates into the bait.

As for the reason for choosing this ship, it is because three passenger ships have gone missing on the route to North Nga in recent months. Officials suspect the emergence of a new pirate force. However, this force is very cunning, and they never shoot at fleets with slightly stronger protection forces, and every time they do, the target is inevitably the most ordinary passenger ship.

However, this also shows that the strength of this pirate is not strong. So Zuo Zhicheng chose to try his luck and see if he could meet this mysterious pirate.

On the deck, in addition to Zuo Zhicheng, there are some other passengers standing on the edge of the ship and watching. To his left was a young boy, who was blowing to the two girls beside him: "Ah Ping, let me tell you, this time I learned a set of boxing techniques from Master He Minghai He in the Freedom Pavilion, and it is really much more powerful than those Earth Leopard Martial Arts Gyms here." After just three days of study, I felt that my whole body was different. ”

The young woman known as Ah Ping was quite young and beautiful, and when she heard what the man said, she asked: "It's really fake, and besides, isn't Master He in the Freedom Pavilion called He Zizai?" How did he become He Minghai. ”

"You don't know this, this Master He Minghai is He Zizai's second son, but he got the true inheritance of his old man, so he came to the hotel opened by Xinlu." The man said eloquently: "People practice differently as soon as they come up, how can there be that old-fashioned thing that stands on horses and puts on a shelf."

As soon as people come up, they train your physique, emphasizing the body, and there are not so many shows. Then there is how to shoot and how to punch and kick in a fight. I heard that if you practice with them for three months, you can beat the ordinary martial arts hall for three years. ”

Zuo Zhicheng on the side nodded silently when he heard this. Obviously, when the Zizaiguan learned that ordinary people lacked innate energy, it found another way and figured out a set of training methods similar to modern fighting and sanda, which directly trained people's physical strength and strength, and then directly learned the application of fighting methods.

These more modern methods are obviously more suitable for ordinary people who are not born together. Compared to martial arts that have been passed down from generation to generation, they may be more straightforward and effective.

Zuo Zhicheng thought that as martial arts continue to be passed on, perhaps in the future, the martial arts practiced by ordinary people will be like the earth in the past, more and more abandoning all kinds of postures, pursuing pure speed, strength and destructive power.

Just when Zuo Zhicheng was thinking like this, the man on the side seemed to see him nodding, so he said directly to him: "What do you call this brother, in Xia Lin Hongsheng, do you think what I said makes sense?" ”

Zuo Zhicheng said casually: "It makes sense to abandon the inherent moves and focus more on the fighting skills and the efficiency of the exercise." But ......" Before the young man could be happy, Zuo Zhicheng changed his words and said: "The previous martial arts have been inherited for so long, and there is a reason for him to save it." ”

Lin Hongsheng immediately dissatisfied: "What's the use of those old-fashioned things, let me tell you, this fight still depends on who has the most strength, who reacts quickly, who makes ruthless moves, and the messy tricks are useless." ”

Lin Hongsheng kept talking over there, and Zuo Zhicheng naturally couldn't argue with this kind of layman, so he casually said a few perfunctory words.

Just then, the man's voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked to the other side of the deck. It was a couple of blonde Westerners coming out of the cabin. There were three men and one woman in total, wearing suits and white dresses.

The young man's eyes stayed on the blonde woman, who was wearing a white low-cut dress, and most of her white breasts were directly exposed to the air, attracting the attention of all the men around for a while, and the women gritted their teeth and secretly scolded the blonde woman.

Zuo Zhicheng also looked at these Westerners, but he naturally didn't pay attention to the breasts of the blonde woman. These Westerners had prominent cheekbones, blond hair and blue eyes, and they were very similar to the Europeans he had seen in his previous life, and he naturally could not be as surprised as the other Daqi people around him.

What caught his attention was the strength of these four Westerners.

Purple innate qi covered their bodies. All of them were strong people who had cultivated qi, and the blonde man who was the strongest among them had an orange innate qi surrounding his heart.

Three are purple 90% or more, and one orange is about 10%.

Although Zuo Zhicheng thought that there might be a master of innate unity among Westerners. But I didn't expect to meet it so quickly, and I met four at once.

As he observed each other, the four men and women seemed to sense something and looked in his direction.

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