Chapter Twenty-Nine: Is It ...... Is it hard?
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Carrying a long wooden staff, the dwarf body shrouded in a rough earthy yellow cloak connected to the silk threads of countless blood, appeared in front of the people of Lebra, wearing a beast bone mask, a 'figure' that perfectly recreates all the necessary elements of the fairy tale evil wizard, evil, ugly, weird, and ...... Don't speak human words!
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Bright fires flashed in the air, and several bright yellow lines of fire spread along the air slashing towards the immobile fighting machine.
Not as powerful as Bai Ze, nor as unstoppable as Zabu, but in the face of such a simple line of fire, Bai Ze's strong enemies who could not do anything with all their might were like burning candles, silently melting into a pool of red molten iron.
Syllable!
The crisp snap of his fingers woke everyone up in shock, except for Zabu, who looked nervous, and Bai Ze, who was a little embarrassed, the eyes of the others looking at the 'human figure' were full of awe.
Klaus held his scarred body, respectfully walked in front of the 'figure' and bowed slightly, "First time we met, thank you for your help, all the members of Lebra would like to express their highest respect to the 'Blood Fighting God' and 'Fighting Blood Method Creator' naked beast juice guard Your Excellency. ”
The rough wooden staff was on the ground, a blood shadow flashed quickly, Bai Ze's head suddenly tightened, and after coming back to his senses, the whole person was suspended in mid-air, like a piece of dried bacon, unscrupulously looked up and down by the Blood Fighting God.
"Hey, dead old man...... Master! ”
Seeing this, Zabu couldn't help but exclaim anxiously, but as soon as his words came out, he was grabbed by a big hand composed of blood methods, which forcefully made him change the name in his words.
Speaking of Zabu, the dark and thin fingers like eagle claws quickly clicked on his body a few times, accompanied by the terrifying sound of bone rubbing, a mouthful of blackened blood spurted out, and Zabu's stuffy chest immediately became unobstructed.
After dealing with his injuries, the Blood God reappeared and set his eyes on Klaus, opening his mouth to say something that no one understood. Just when everyone was confused, a bloody claw pressed Zabu's head, making him involuntarily open his mouth to translate, "There is no need to say more if it doesn't matter, the respect of guys like you who don't even have one-ten-thousandth of the strength when I was asleep is completely unnecessary, and the guys who can't even catch the timing of their shots, even the pigs who can only grab swill in the trough are ten thousand points better than you!" ”
As soon as he finished speaking, Zabu felt several unkind eyes wandering over him, and he was so frightened that he quickly defended himself by dancing, "No...... Don't look at me, I'm just a translator! ”
Looking at his panicked appearance, Bai Ze sighed silently and continued to endure the strange temper of the master in front of him.
"You have the 'Hell-Destroying Technique' in your blood!"
Pointing at Klaus, there was not a single doubt in the words of the Blood Fighting God.
"Yes." Bowing slightly, Klaus hurriedly replied, "My name is Klaus M. V. Reinhertz. ”
"You're very interesting, and your vitality is as tenacious as a beast, but you're still not mature enough as a captain!" The Blood Fighting God nodded at the large number of people lying on the ground, and said slowly: "Look at this, as the leader of a group of teams, he recklessly appeared in front of an unrivaled strong enemy. If I don't show up......"
He poked the blood stains on the corner of Zabu's mouth with his wooden staff, "The head of this stinky little imp who calls me Master is about to be burned into a pot of paste that even pigs can't eat!" ”
"I'm so sorry!" His expression was a little more frightened, and Klaus's waist suddenly bent ninety degrees, "It's me who is reckless!" ”
"Hey, stinky old man, there is a debtor who has been wronged, this time it was my idea, and it has nothing to do with Klaus!"
Seeing that the God of Blood Fighting blamed Klaus, Bai Ze immediately took the responsibility on himself. said a thousand things and ten thousand, if it weren't for his little butterfly interfering indiscriminately, Klaus would have rescued people very smoothly on this trip, but because of his own intervention, things became like this.
If there is any fault, you should bear most of it, instead of blindly blaming Klaus. In his past and present lives, Bai Ze was not a coward who did not dare to take responsibility.
"What?"
The Blood Fighting God looked at Bai Ze with interest, "Very interesting little guy. I can't see through you, there is a mysterious force in your body that stops my blood from eroding you, and as a user of the Fighting Blood Method, I don't remember that I have another disciple besides Zabu! ”
One of Bloodclaw's fingers tapped his forehead, "Won't you explain?" ”
A wisp of cold air rushed through his back, and Bai Ze's muscles suddenly stiffened, and his back seemed to be holding countless eerie blades, and it seemed to have become a lamb in the middle of the wolves, and it would be torn to pieces if he was not careful.
Bai Ze knew very well that this kind of trembling all over his body, as if he was being regarded as the prey of the most ferocious beast, was because the Blood Fighting God had killed him. There is no second reason, but because I learned the bloodshed method.
He understood the idea of the Blood Fighting God very well, the Blood Fighting God could make a leaflet to teach the 'Fighting Blood Method', a flow method that countless people had dreamed of, to people all over the world, but the Blood Fighting God would never allow others to learn this flow method by anyone without their permission.
Because this kind of behavior is called 'stealing teachers'!
In the literal sense, the word 'stealing' leads to a fundamental difference between the two, and the status of 'apprentice' and 'thief' is not in the same class. For example, Zhang Wuji's ability to derive Tai Chi into a supernatural transformation can be praised by Zhang Sanfeng, then the two elders of Xuan Ming will only trigger the desperate pursuit of the old Tao.
It's one thing to teach, it's one thing to steal from school, and your own Taoism will never allow outsiders to know.
In the same way, if Zabu showed a little strange appearance when he saw the Blood Fighting God, then it was suspected that Zabu had secretly taught Bai Ze's Blood Fighting God, and he would definitely kill this beloved disciple he had painstakingly cultivated as soon as possible.
This is a thunder line that must not be touched, and anyone who violates it will be punished as it should be.
The Blood Fighting God understands very well, and Bai Ze understands very well, so even if Zabu anxiously wants to say something, the blood claw on the head of the Blood Fighting God is just lightly pressed, and his whole person is like having his bones removed, and he is hanging up and turning into bacon like Bai Ze.
In the face of this kind of thing, explanations are often understood as a cover-up, and the best way is not to hide it, but to leave nothing behind, and show all your qualifications beyond ordinary people.
Because what mediocrity can't do doesn't mean that geniuses can't do it. Moreover, Bai Ze has to shape himself into a demon who surpasses genius at this moment.
Ignoring the intensifying instinctive sense of crisis, Bai Ze turned his head to face the Blood Fighting God, the corners of his mouth slowly cracked, revealing an innocent smile with a little doubt, and then hit the Blood Fighting God and the members of Lebra hard without hesitation.
"What is there to explain, such a simple glance...... Eh, isn't it hard? ”