Chapter 13: Wu Jiu Thugs
The roar was like a wave, sweeping the audience.
The wave blade on his knees was in the center of the wave, but the expression on his face was still calm, and his eyes were as calm as water.
I saw that he flipped the knife with his wrist and forced Li Jun away, and an oolong skein stood up. The moment he stood firm, he did not stagnate, and the fierce knife poured forward like a torrential rain.
The cold light in front of him was biting, but Li Jun felt that the blood in his body was like boiling water, and the sonorous sound of the door lock trembling from the depths of his body became clearer and clearer!
"The power of the eight products, the realm of bloody battles. The moment the enemy dies, when the lock is broken. ”
Li Jun muttered to himself, the content of this sentence is the lock-breaking ritual of the ninth martial arts sequence that is known to almost everyone in the Ming Dynasty!
Compared with the lock-breaking rituals of other sequences, the content of this sadhana can only be described as simple and crude.
Either rise through the ranks in bloody battles or die by the enemy's sword.
High risk and low reward, so there are not many people who choose the martial arts sequence in the Ming Empire, and even fewer people who can be successfully promoted.
Because in the Three Sects and Nine Streams, the promotion of many sequence paths does not need to be played by the 'Order' at all.
Taoism that can artificially build a foundation, Buddhism that transforms the consciousness of the brain domain, and Confucianism that implants the chips of the six arts, as long as your genetic talent is not hopelessly rotten, you can unlock the Jin Order safely.
It doesn't even matter if you are a waste, Li Jun has heard that there is a first-class name called 'farmer' among the nine streams.
This sequence can be adjusted by adjusting the genetic sequence of human beings to achieve 'flexible unlocking', so that a waste product can become a genius.
The vast majority of the R&D personnel of biotech companies in the empire are 'followers' of this sequence.
However, these above sequences do not require life, only something more precious than life - money.
The rich live by throwing money at it, and the poor by playing with their lives.
Li Jun had a strong premonition at this time, the moment the wave blade died in his hands, he would be able to break the shackles of the first genetic lock and successfully promote to the ninth martial arts sequence - thug!
The Qi family knife rose single-handedly, and Li Jun was like a river crossing pawn with his back against the abyss, crashing into the cold knife momentum of the wave blade with an unstoppable courage.
The collision of the two knives made a dense sonorous sound, and the knife light was shattered and immediately rolled up again.
The speed was so fast that many of the muddy water robe brothers in the audience who did not have artificial prosthetic eyes could not react at all.
Compared with the wave blade, Li Jun, who has been infused with body martial arts, takes the initiative in terms of movement speed.
What is surprising is that Li Jun resolutely chose to give up his body advantage at this moment, and chose to fight the other party with the slightly inferior Jiupin Sword Method.
"Rise up!"
Brother Muddy Water's roars came and went, but Lang Blade's state of mind could no longer remain as immobile as he did just now, because he knew very well why Li Jun wanted to do this.
Hit it head-on, this is a bloody battle!
"In the realm of bloody war, this Ming man wants to use himself as a sacrifice to break the lock of the Jin Order!"
No one wants to be someone else's sacrifice, let alone a wave blade that is also just one step away from breaking the lock.
I saw him grit his teeth, and the katana in his hand swung more rapidly.
Another brutal collision, Wave Blade plowed his feet into the ground and spilled backwards for a few steps.
The meticulous head of the moon on the top of his head had already been soaked with sweat, his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at his hands holding knives with palpitations, and the flesh and blood at the tiger's mouth were blurred.
The clothes on Li Jun's chest were torn, and he could clearly see the dense knife cuts like a baby's lips.
"Click!"
The hustle and bustle of the stadium was silent at the moment, and the sound of the katana returning to its sheath could be heard clearly.
The shape of the wave blade was extremely low, and the black windbreaker dragged on the ground, like a blooming black lotus.
He clasped the scabbard with his left hand and grasped the hilt with his right hand.
"You can't win me."
Wave Blade's voice was firm, as if he was stating a fact that had already happened, "When I am promoted, I will tattoo your name on my body, because your soul will make me stronger." ”
"The capital of the country is dead to us, and we haven't learned to be obedient?"
Li Jun's steps were extremely heavy like a drum, and the Qi family knife with a length of more than two meters was dragged to the ground, and the friction sound of the tip of the knife cutting across the ground made people's hairs stand on end.
"Then let me help you recall how the Ming people slaughtered their ancestors thousands of years ago!"
"Rise up!"
Amidst the roars of hundreds of strong robe brothers, Li Jun took the last step and shot forward.
The Qi family's knife was like a splitting mountain, pressing down on the top of the wave blade's head!
At the same moment, the black lotus that bloomed in the ring suddenly shattered.
The wave blade rose up, and a thunderbolt swept up from the scabbard and slammed into Li Jun's throat!
"It's coming!"
Luo Zhen's hands behind him suddenly clenched.
Tiger Mound also stared at the boxing ring, muttering to himself: "Lang Blade, the sacrificial knife will not be able to lose!" ”
"Rise up!"
Qingyun raised his arms high, and his delicate facial features were so excited that they distorted.
At this moment, even the ordinary muddy water robe brother who has not been injected with martial arts knows that this knife is not only superior, but also life and death!
"Whoa... Whoa.."
The sound of the door lock shaking almost occupied Lang Blade's mind, and at this moment, time seemed to freeze, like a movie slowing down frame by frame.
This is the state of breaking the lock and advancing the order!
He could even clearly see the cold light reflected from the Qi family's blade and Li Jun's sharp eyebrows, as well as a sneer on the corner of the other party's mouth.
And the indomitable determination and desperate madness in the eyes!
The state of Xuan Zhi made Lang Blade ecstatic, and he felt that victory was close at hand.
"Huh?!"
At this moment, Lang Blade's heartbeat suddenly stopped, and he realized that Li Jun was actually holding a knife with one arm, and the other arm was like a shield in front of his sword.
"How dare he?!"
The katana slices through flesh, slices through the meridians, and finally sinks deep into the hard arm bones.
What shocked Lang Blade was that this knife didn't directly cut off Li Jun's arm!
He suddenly woke up to why Li Jun's body was so hard, this Ming man actually injected body protection exercises!
"Why is his genes so strong?"
This question is destined to not be answered.
Poof!
exchanged a serious injury in the arm for the opportunity to make a knife, and the Qi family's blade was no longer blocked before. Cut straight through half of the body of the wave blade, and finally stopped in the middle of the ribcage.
[Gain 40 Mastery Points]
The splattered blood stained half of Li Jun's body, and he also successfully broke through the first lock in his body.
An inexplicable throbbing surged from the deepest part of his body, followed by a faint sound of a falling lock, as if an illusory lock that had been sealed for many years had finally been opened.
Suddenly, countless strong anger surged into Li Jun's heart.
Do not resentfully the Confucianism in power, do not resentful of believing in foolish people, do not resentful of machinery running rampant, and do not resentful of blasphemy of flesh and blood.
Whoever draws his sword in anger is a thug!
Qi Jiadao couldn't help trembling in his palm, and the blue tendons on Li Jun's forehead flared up, and he felt that the corpse in front of him was unusually dazzling.
He gritted his teeth, tried his best to suppress the thought of drawing a knife and smashing the corpse in his heart, and quickly took out the injector containing the white liquid and plunged it into his thigh.
A large dose of tranquilizers can soothe the anger that arises when you are promoted to the mob rank.
After a while, Li Jun's heavy snort gradually calmed down, and he finally showed a happy smile on his face as he looked at the panel information that appeared in his vision.
[Grade]: Martial Arts Sequence Nine - Thug
[Technique]: Single Knife Selection (Mid-9 33/100)
[Body Method]: Bagua Swimming Body Step (12/100 in the early stage of the ninth grade)
[Training]: Iron cloth shirt (mid-nine products 5/100)
[Internal strength]: Qingdi Jue (8 mid-grade 4/100)
[Mastery Points]: 140 (100 points for promotion)
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"Zhao Ding, congratulations, Brother Pao will add another Orderer."
Luo Zhen seemed calm, but the corners of his eyes that kept twitching revealed the anger in his heart.
Zhao Ding replied with a smile: "This is also the blessing of Toro's inspection, otherwise Li Jun would not have found such a good stepping stone." ”
Luo Zhen snorted coldly and gave Tiger Mound a look, who immediately reached out and grabbed Zhao Dou's collar who fell to the ground like mud, and turned around and prepared to walk outside the ring.
But the dense figures around them gathered in front of them, forming a human wall to block the exit of the ring.
Luo Zhen glanced at the hostile faces in front of him, looked back at Zhao Ding, and said coldly: "Helmsman, what do you mean?" ”
"I also want to ask Luo Inspection, what do you mean?"