The periphery of the Sky Wolf Castle was surrounded by an unknown number of people and horses at this time, all of whom were wearing armor and shining with golden light.

At this time, a shirtless man came at a trot and knelt in front ・・・・・・of a horse. said: "Report sir, everyone has been assembled"

"Well, got it. Pass the order down, carry it out according to the original plan, and don't act rashly. I saw a young officer sitting on a wildebeest (note: 1), looking at the shirtless man below, and said leisurely. He was dressed in a white coat, and there were three big characters with gold thorns written on it, "Thousand Commanders".

"Sir, we've been on guard for so long, aren't we going in yet?" asked the shirtless man boldly.

"Go in, do you have what it takes? It's good that guy isn't here, if we're here, we'll all die," said the officer on the horned horse.

"Sir, are we going to stay here all the time?" said the strong man, trembling.

"Where do you want to go if you don't stay here, if you don't stay here, if the blame is placed, can you take the responsibility?" roared the officer.

The shirtless man didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only retreat.

・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・It's all in the middle of the road・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

At this time, on the third floor of the underground prison, an earth-shattering battle was being staged.

"Little ghost, why are you so persistent that you have to stop me?" Flying Yaksha, stopped in the air, looked at Gordon below, and couldn't help but ask.

Gordon dragged a right arm at this time, covered in blood, gritted his teeth and looked at the Flying Yaksha in the air with resentment, silent. Despite the fact that he was covered in iron, he was still impaled by the Flying Yaksha in many places, and his black skin was dyed red with blood.

"Little ghost, you can't defeat me, you've used all your strength, but I haven't used half of my strength yet" Flying Yaksha stood in the air and looked at Gordon below condescendingly.

"Then what are you waiting for, just get it out," Gordon roared, his body trembling, not from fear, but from anger.

"Little ghost, let me tell you this, my combat power is 516, which is equivalent to the level of the Martial Sect (Note: 2), that is to say, there are not many people in your Nanzhan Continent who are my opponents" Flying Yaksha said condescendingly.

"So what," Gordon said fiercely, gritting his teeth.

'Flying Yaksha' snorted coldly and said, "Little ghost, since you are so backbone, then let you see my true strength before you die!"

Gordon roared, slammed his foot on the ground, and attacked the Flying Yaksha.

Flying Yaksha looked at Gordon, who was attacking with great momentum, with a sneer on his face, and said: "Little ghost, there are a few famous people in the world today, who doesn't have two brushes, and I, Flying Yaksha, am the deputy commander of the powerful "black gold" corps. ”

I saw him shout, "Mystery, the six arts of Confucianism - 'scale turtle (note: 3)'." Suddenly, the clothes on his body bulged slightly, and there was no wind automatically. The skin began to faintly shone with cash scales, and the lines of the spirit turtle appeared on the back.

Gordon had already attacked in front of him at this time, and he shouted, and hit the 'Flying Yaksha' like a 'storm' of iron fists.

'Flying Yaksha' may have been very confident in his 'Scale Armor' and didn't dodge. Gordon's 'tempest' haphazard had overwhelmed him in an instant.

Every time his fist slammed into the 'Flying Yaksha', it would spark like hitting a steel plate, and it would bounce to the side in an instant.

Gordon, flailing his fists desperately, trying to defeat the 'Flying Yaksha' in one fell swoop, without giving him a chance to breathe.

But what I never expected was that the scale armor used by the 'Flying Yaksha' was so powerful, and the "one hundred and eighty" iron fists that he had played with all his strength had nothing to do with him. In a moment, Gordon's attack was like the end of a powerful crossbow, and it could not pose the slightest threat to the 'Flying Yaksha'.

"As the ultimate arcane defensive body technique of the 'Confucian Six Arts', the scale armor has a hardness harder than iron, and it is invulnerable, how can it be defeated by an attack like you" At this time, the sarcastic voice of the 'Flying Yaksha' sounded in the air.

At this time, I saw the golden light flashing all over the body of the Flying Yaksha, as if there were scales wrapped around it, and occasionally flashed the pattern of the spirit turtle, just like a transcendent saint, strange and abnormal.

When Gordon saw it, he was already stunned, and he realized that his previous attack had been blocked by the strange move of "Flying Yaksha". Gritted his teeth and stared at the 'Flying Yaksha', ready to fall to the ground.

It's a pity that as soon as he wanted to do this, he heard the "Flying Yaksha" say: Confucian mystery - 'snap your fingers'. Before Gordon could react, he heard a crack in the air, and then felt a pain in his chest, and fell from the air to the ground. He let out a cry of pain, his throat was hot, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

I saw that there was another wound on the chest, the size of the thumb, which was bleeding. A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he didn't see the Flying Yaksha's shot just now.

'Flying Yaksha' looked at Gordon, who was close to his limit, and said, "Confucian mystery - snap your fingers and concentrate all your power on your fingers, so that the power that bursts out is enough to break stone and gold, and penetrate the armor. Because the speed is close to the speed of sound, it rubs against the atmosphere and makes a harsh sound, so it is called 'snapping fingers'.

"Well, I can't stand up・・・・・・" 'Flying Yaksha' stood in the air, his hands crossed in front of his chest, but before he could finish his sentence, the smile on his face froze, replaced by shock and disbelief.

I saw that Gordon had stood up from where he was lying on his stomach at this time, and although he was trembling, he still stood up.

"How is it possible, how can you still stand up. Flying Yaksha exclaimed.

"Promise to Ruozi, I will definitely do it. Even if you fall, you must fall," Gordon said.

"Little ghost, although you are not much younger than the old man, the old man admires you as a man, maybe a few years later, there will be another well-known figure on the rivers and lakes. So the old man suddenly wants to let you live today, like this, as long as you don't stop the old man, the old man swears that he will never hurt your life", 'Flying Yaksha' looked at Gordon, who couldn't stand steadily, and said leisurely. He had a smug smile on his face that would be imperceptible to ordinary people, as if he thought that Gordon would definitely agree to his request in this situation.

"But-I-no--answer-yes," Gordon replied, blurting out "Flying Yaksha" as soon as he finished speaking. Without any thought, what to do now, he seemed to know very well in his heart.

But in the eyes of Flying Yaksha, these words of Gordon were like thunder, and they were deeply shocked. The smile on his face froze again, he didn't expect Gordon to reject him, and he refused so easily, without any delay. It's all about the heart.

This kind of person is the first time he has encountered it in so many years. Rather than expecting Gordon to reject him, it is better to say that he never thought that there really was someone like him in the world. A kind of stubborn and arrogant person who is more stubborn than him, and for the first time he feels how annoying this kind of person is. 'Flying Yaksha' himself admitted that if he were in such a desperate situation, perhaps he might accept this condition, and even if he didn't, it would be after some consideration.

Gordon's behavior is not a numbness, nor is it stupidity. It is not so much a kind of pessimism about life and death, but rather a simple promise and a knife for a friend.

He did this only because Ruozi was his friend. That's all.

Note 1: From 'Western mythology', it is a mutant species, resembling a horse, with horns on its head, and is fierce and difficult for ordinary people to educate. It is rumored to be a descendant of an ancient mythical beast, the unicorn.

Note 2: The real watershed of the strong, reaching this realm, is already like a half-immortal. Generally, such a strong person, the Creation Alliance will have their data, and will send someone to invite them to join the alliance, and people at the level of Wuzong will generally appoint the rank of "Divine Soldier Dazuo".

Most of the corps with a little strength now, the commanders are almost all of this level.

Note 3: The "Six Arts of Confucianism" is the ultimate somatic mystery developed by Confucianism. It was created by the Confucian ancestor "Confucius" (deceased). With the Buddhist family's "Great Brahma Golden Body" (created by the Great Brahma), the demon clan's "Seven Wheels Covering the Sky" is known as the three major Bibles of the body refiner.

The 'Great Brahma Golden Body' is a Buddhist family that does not pass on secret scriptures, and only the 'gifted' disciples of the Buddhist cabinet can practice this exercise.

"Confucian Six Arts" was created by Confucius, when he hung the pot to help the world, and saw that the refining body was monopolized by the Buddhists and demons all the way. The creation of the 'Confucian Six Arts' for future generations is to make people physically fit and healthy, and to help the weak in addition to the strong. It has now become the mainstream refining decision in the Sumeru Continent, and has been included in the Creation Alliance as the "Bible" of each refining god soldier

'Seven Wheels Covering the Sky' is now lost and unknown.

Of course, there are other second-rate and third-rate exercises. For example, the Book of Changes, the Washing of the Marrow Sutra, etc., will appear one by one in the future, so it will not be cumbersome here.