Chapter 37: Killing the Father
Styx
The brightly lit halls of the Ninth City were silent, and in the basement, two sturdy figures were flashing back and forth, apparently practicing fighting. Sima Yue, Sima Zhishen.
Sima Yue, when this name is mentioned, what all Night City will think of is - genius! A genius that is rare in a hundred years in the ten cities of the southwest.
At the age of five, he cultivated the Dharma, broke through the fivefold at the age of ten, reached the eightfold at the age of fifteen, and reached the peak of the eleventh fold at the age of twenty. It is Sima Zhishen, and now he is thirty-five, and he has only cultivated to the twelve-level middle level.
Of course, cultivation is not the only way to determine a person's genius.
At the age of fifteen, he personally entered the Red Zone with the caravan aircraft.
Sixteen years old, he is known as a new round of genius in the Red Zone. and alone formed a mercenary group of no less than a thousand people, and everywhere he passed, there was no rival.
Nineteen years old, the peak youth competition of the ten cities in the southwest, first!
At the age of nineteen, he returned to the city of the underworld and began to deal with political affairs, and at the age of twenty, almost all the political affairs of the city were in his hands, and his skills were amazing. At the beginning of the twentieth year, the overall strength of the Sima family's Night City was raised from the fifth to the second among the ten cities in the southwest.
In the ten cities in the southwest, it is difficult for all the young children to match it.
"Okay, Yue'er, let's practice here today." Although Sima Zhishen practiced with Sima Yue, he was still a little powerless. He is twelve-fold, but he still has palpitations in the face of his eleventh-fold son. Fortunately, Sima Yue knew the general situation, and every time he stopped at the moment when Sima was about to lose.
This time, seeing that Sima Yue had no intention of stopping at all, he couldn't help but shout softly.
"Father, the child is grateful for his care over the years." Sima Yue's handsome face showed a hint of a smile, but Sima Zhishen had a strange feeling, this basement seemed to be a little dim.
"You are my child, I don't take care of you, who do I take care of." Sima Zhishen reluctantly passed Sima Yue's move again, and he only felt that Sima Yue's move was getting more and more powerful.
"I wonder if my father has broken through one yuan?"
Sima Zhishen shook his head gently, and then said: "It is said that the son of the Su family will succeed to the throne the day after tomorrow, what will our Sima family send something?" ”
"Send them, a human head." Sima Yue squinted slightly, and all his strength skyrocketed in an instant.
"Who's?" Sima Zhi struggled to resist.
"Father's!"
"You, you want to kill me?" Sima Zhishen's face changed.
"Not bad." Sima Yue smiled, spun in his hand, and held a long sword in the palm of his hand: "Digital tenfold equation, swallow the sky in the night!" ”
"You ......" Sima Zhishen's face changed, his face was gloomy, and his heart suddenly turned cold: "I still taught you this trick." ”
"No, you only teach the way and not the bones. You've been guarding against me for a long time, you're so careful that you hide your strength at all times, you're so careful that you plan everything before you move, and you're so careful that you delay the fighter every time. Actually, your strength is one dollar, isn't it, my father? You want to find a suitable opportunity to make a splash, but it's a pity, it's a pity......" Sima Yue didn't make a move, and the majestic power pointed directly at Sima Zhishen.
"Hmph, since you know that I am one yuan, you still dare to come and kill me," Sima Zhishen also calmed down and shouted in a deep voice.
"I was at the peak of the eleventh two years ago, and now two years later, do you think ...... Am I still standing still like you? Sima Yue laughed, his handsome face full of disdain.
"Hmph, let's fight then." Sima Zhi drank coldly, and the speed of his body soared rapidly, forming countless afterimages in the air in just an instant.
(Note: People with more than five digital mental methods can fly, I don't know if it has been analyzed before, if not, make up here)
"Swallow!" Sima Yue drank, pointed at Sima Zhishen's sword, and countless powers flew towards the infinite shadows like behemoths.
"Boom!" With a soft groan, a light blue power broke through the infinite darkness, Sima Zhishen flew out intact in a suit, Sima Zhishen stood in place, and there was an extra sword in his hand: "Ten Equations, Sword Break!" ”
"Sword Break!" Sima Yue was stunned for a moment, and stood in place and drank coldly.
Two origin-like powers instantly slammed into front of the two of them, and made a sound of "Boom". The two forces were separated together, and only sparks of infinite power were left in the air, and the basement was turned upside down.
As the sword net gradually dispersed, two figures slashed from the sky, flashing countless intersecting images.
Sima Zhishen's strength is old and steady, and his attack and defense are impenetrable. Sima Yue's strength is very ruthless, there are flaws everywhere, but there are murderous intentions everywhere.
The countless weapons around them were all turned into pieces under the confrontation between the two, and the echo in the basement shook the sky, and even countless shocks were heard outside.
At this time, countless masters suddenly flew out of the Ninth City Lord's Mansion in Night City, and these masters instantly surrounded the houses of all the elders. And the entire City Lord's Mansion was shaking, but no one dared to go in to see what was happening, only that there were people fighting inside.
The periphery of all the buildings was densely packed with warships, and they looked forward to it: "Elders, please rest easy, if there is any reckless action, it will not be counted." ”
The Twelve Elders jumped to their feet angrily, but no one dared to come out and say anything. Only the wise know: "This night city is about to change." ”
A high-level projector was installed on the wall in the basement, and at this time, Didi was shouting, and after a while, everything that happened outside was presented: "Father, you can take a good look, if I don't go out after waiting for another half an hour, then there may be no twelve elders in this city." Hahahaha! ”
"You, you brute!" Sima Zhi was furious.
"You think I'm kidding you." Sima Yue smiled, and then continued: "Let you see what I learned." ”
"Fighting the sword and the blade!" A sharp sword pointed directly at the top of Sima Yue's head, and the sharp blade illuminated the entire basement brightly.
"How could you do this! This is not ......" Sima Zhishen was stunned for a moment, and his face became hideous. At the beginning, it was this trick that knocked himself down on the peak season of the youth of the Ten Cities with one blow.
"I would also like to thank Mr. Sima for taking care of him for so many years." Sima Yue laughed, his body gradually rotated, and the long blade of the sword flew faster and faster like a sword momentum.
"Hmph, the twelve-fold equation, swallowing the sky in the dark night, and the sword loves the sky!!" Sima Zhishen almost didn't think about it, and instantly used the strongest trick he had mastered.
"Haha, Sima Zhishen, Sima Zhishen, you didn't master this move, but you tried to use two moves at this moment." Sima Yue laughed, and the sword in his hand instantly flashed countless heavy sword shadows, and there were blades everywhere on the white light suit.
But Sima Zhishen was on the side of the night, the infinite night instantly submerged him, and in this endless night, a little bit of light flashed, the light became brighter and brighter, and then you could find that it was a flying sword, flying in the dark night bloodthirsty sword, in the infinite darkness these swords have no light, but they are so dark that they don't need light to feel its bloodthirsty feeling, that is the sword qi that is eager to drink blood.
"Die!"
"Hahaha!"
"Why, maybe ......" Sima Zhishen glanced at the sword inserted in his chest, and his sword only hit Sima Yue's shoulder. In an instant, all the sword qi contracted, all the darkness receded, only the bright big sword behind Sima Yue remained unchanged, and the sword pierced into his body remained unchanged.
"Why, you, rebel against me." Sima Zhi looked coldly at the son he once valued the most.
"Because, you're old. It is impossible to become rich and powerful with Night City, and the most important thing is ......" Sima Yue sighed. Sima Zhishen followed: "What? ”
"Because, I am not your son." Sima Yue said softly, but in Sima Yue's ears, it was no less than thunder: "That's right, I'm not the son of your Sima family." ”
"I should have thought of ...... I should have thought of ...... Hahahaha, hahahaha......" Sima Zhishen laughed wildly, ignoring the blood gushing out of his chest, and the tears of laughter flowed out until he fell to the ground.