Chapter 12: Beyond the Extreme

Answered confidently.

The source of Wang Yao's self-confidence: on the one hand, it comes from his own strength, and on the other hand, it is his perception of the situation.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated.

During the three months in the Xuansheng Gate, in addition to cultivating hard, Wang Yao also had a clear understanding of Lin Zicong, the so-called little marquis's relationship network.

Previously, that Lei Bingquan was not Lin Zicong's follower, but his father Lin Jiang's right-hand man, this time, he worshiped under the door of Xuanshengmen, because of the long distance, he was afraid that something would go wrong, so his father temporarily seconded Lei Bingquan to Lin Zicong to escort him along the way.

And now, Lin Zicong has become an inner disciple of Xuanshengmen, and three months have passed, according to the information from Wang Yao, Lei Bingquan has gone back to recover his life.

Take a step back, even if the other person is still there.

Hide in the shadows and wait for an opportunity.

Don't forget, three months ago, he was pierced through the chest by Yang Wu's finger, hurting his heart, because he was injured, the combat power he could exert can be said to be quite limited, at most...... Thirty percent.

In the face of such a 'weakened version' of the martial artist, Wang Yao is at least ninety percent sure of being able to fight and save his life.

Further, if Lei Bingquan is gone, what kind of goods can Lin Zicong find to deal with Wang Yao?

The answer is obvious.

Therefore, Wang Yao is completely fearless.

No way.

In the final analysis, Lin Zicong is just an unpopular grandson in the Huainan Hou lineage, his talent is still poor, and the energy he can control is naturally limited......

Out of the mountain gate of Xuansheng Gate, Wang Yao looked in one direction and galloped quickly.

Because he has embarked on the path of cultivation, even if he is only in the realm of martial apprentices, Wang Yao's speed is several times faster than in the past, according to this speed, at the end of a day, it can be said that it is easy to travel two hundred miles, and this is not Wang Yao's limit.

From early in the morning to noon, Wang Yao had already walked seventy or eighty miles, and just when he was a little tired, he was going to find a place to rest...... Unexpected, sudden!

Rustle~~~

The right ear twitched slightly, Wang Yao heard a sound similar to the wind blowing leaves at this moment, and then, Wang Yao sensed a murderous aura, this is his second life - whether it is the Chinese special forces in the previous life, or in this life, the hunter life in the past few years has cultivated his extremely keen insight.

Therefore, almost at the same time, while marching, Wang Yao's head deviated slightly to the left, it was this small movement that made it pass by the god of death, and the next second, a sound of breaking the sky came, and it grazed Wang Yao's right cheek, and a silver arrow flew by, and finally landed on a big tree in front of it, and the arrow did not enter an inch.

"Grunt. ”

Subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Seeing this, Wang Yao couldn't help but be a little frightened.

Turning around, Wang Yao turned around, and three figures appeared in front of him, all dressed in black, one of them was still holding a bow and arrows in his hand, and he was carrying a bag of arrows behind his back, it was obvious that the other party was the person who shot the arrow just now.

Battle, on the verge of breaking out.

At this time, Wang Yao asked, "You three, you shouldn't have come to kill me on an impromptu basis, right?"

Hearing this, the man holding the bow and arrow said, "Boy, you're quite vigilant, you actually dodged my arrow." I can't answer this question about you. But, for your sake, I can say a word to you. In the next life, don't offend people who shouldn't be offended!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yao was already convinced in his heart.

And at this moment, for some reason, Wang Yao's heart was a little inexplicably sad and indignant.

Sure enough, it's you, Lin Zicong!

From beginning to end, since Wang Yao walked out of the small mountain village, there was only Lin Zicong who had offended.

In fact, Wang Yao still has a trace of luck, hoping that Lin Zicong will not really do a black hand, speaking of the original battle, in the final analysis, it is just a battle of will, and there is the possibility of turning big things into small things and small things, not to mention, at the moment, he and Lin Zicong are both inner disciples of Xuanshengmen, speaking of which, they can be regarded as the same door.

Cannibalism...... At this moment, Wang Yao made a decision in his heart, since Lin Zicong had sent someone to kill him, then he and him would naturally be in an endless situation.

It doesn't matter if he is some kind of bullshit little marquis, if he gets the opportunity, Wang Yao will definitely kill him quickly.

Of course.

If he wants to take revenge, Wang Yao has to get over the current hurdle.

More than three months have passed since Wang Yao became a martial disciple and embarked on the path of cultivation.

Through this period of time, Wang Yao's eyesight has also improved a lot, he looked at it at a glance, and judged that these three black-clothed people have not reached the realm of martial artists, but compared to his own martial apprentices, they are still a higher level, and they should all be martial artists, as for the early, middle, late or peak stage, Wang Yao feels that Lin Zicong has the experience of being beaten last time, and the three people he found are the late stage of martial artists, or even the possibility of being at the peak of martial artists, will be relatively large.

However, Wang Yao didn't feel the slightest fear, but mocked, "Just the three of you, you want to kill me?"

Hearing this, standing in the middle, it should be the leader of the three, and spoke, "Boy, you are really ashamed of your words. Not a single martial artist has reached the 'realm of refining skin', and he dares to mock us. Okay, the third child, you go up first and teach this kid a lesson, don't die too quickly, this killing game, we have to play slowly. ”

"Okay, Boss. ”

agreed, standing on the left, the third child, who was not a person with a bow and arrow, shot his own fists towards Wang Yao.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Rumble!!!

is as fast as the wind, and the boxing technique used by the other party is also a set of low-grade martial arts, called "Wind Fist", in this regard, Wang Yao naturally responded with "Angry Waves Triple Palm".

In this way, it was another fist fight, Wang Yao and the third child both took six steps back, and the battle became a five-five open in the situation, comparable to each other.

Hey?

No, it's not.

It was Wang Yao who fell behind.

After the fight, Wang Yao lowered his head and found that the right hand he had just struck out with his palm had many dense small blood holes on it, and at the same time the pain was accompanied, the whole palm was a little trembling and numb.

"Hey, hey. ”

Grinning, the third of the men in black explained, "Boy, have you ever heard the phrase 'If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools'? Plus, I have this pair of gloves to bless me. It's not an advanced blade, but it's enough to deal with you. ”

Ate a deflated.

is just one-on-one, Wang Yao is temporarily at a disadvantage in the face of this third child.

Not to mention, behind this third child, there is also a second child with a bow and arrow, and the boss who is the leader, since the other party can be ranked in front of this third child, in terms of strength and combat effectiveness, it should be on it.

What to do?

Judging from the current situation, it is quite unfavorable for Wang Yao, however, it is very strange that after suffering a loss, Wang Yao raised the corners of his mouth and laughed.

Not a bitter smile, but a confident smile.

This smile made the third man in black a little uneasy, and he raised his voice and asked, "What are you laughing at?!"

Wang Yao replied, "What are you laughing at?" I admit, you're quite right. It's just that you want to outsmart me on that basis, which is a bit naΓ―ve. Let's come again!"

That's it.

Anti-customer-oriented.

This time, it was Wang Yao's turn to take the lead.

Seeing this scene, the third man in black was stunned for a moment, and then punched again, and shouted, "Stupid, no matter how many times you try, you will be the one who suffers after all!"

Is it?

Unlike last time, Wang Yao hit four palms in one breath this time.

One, two, three, four.

Boom Boom Boom Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”

The first three palms, just like when dealing with Lin Zicong, Wang Yao blessed one, two, and three dark energies respectively between the palms, which is the triple dark energy, which is the greatest power that can be exerted by the cultivation of "Angry Waves Triple Palm" to perfection.

It stands to reason that this is indeed the case.

It's just that, as far as Wang Yao's fourth palm is concerned, it is with one plus two and then three, a total of ...... Sixfold Darkness!

This is the result of Wang Yao's continued study and practice of "Angry Waves Triple Palm" for three months, and in his opinion, a level of martial arts perfection, that is, the so-called extreme, actually does not exist.

Even if there is, it is for transcendence!