Chapter 38: The Twelve Righteous Sons
In the Chang'an martial arts arena where the Daluo Martial Arts Association is located, Pei Min and Lao Wang, who are wearing the black and white military uniforms of the Chang'an Division, are both staring at the same ring.
It stands to reason that with the two of them, a fourth-grade master, and a third-grade entry, they would never pay so much attention to the so-called young talents, because they themselves used to be amazing martial arts geniuses who were surrounded by tens of thousands of people.
It is said that literati are light, but why not martial artists?
But this person is different, it should be said that it is very different.
He was born extremely tall, his long hard black hair was deliberately cut short, just like his whole person, wantonly flamboyant, and his eyes were full of unruliness and unruliness, and these few characteristics alone were enough to make an extremely deep impression on anyone, so that people would ignore his appearance.
Of course, what is even more terrifying is his strength, because at this moment, on the indestructible diamond ring, he is pinching the neck of a young man who is only one step away from successfully stepping on the neck of the fifth grade, and after the latter is lifted from the ground, his feet are suspended in the air, and his true qi is blocked, and he can only struggle weakly in his hands, looking like a fish out of water, trying his best to breathe every trace of sweet air.
"Stop!"
As the referee of this game, Devonina hurriedly flew forward from the side, wanting to stop the other party, but she didn't want to, the person actually showed a provocative sneer at her, and began to slowly increase the force, and the young man who was choked by his neck suddenly let out an extremely painful whimper.
This is not at all like a martial artist who has been practicing martial arts for many years and has extremely strong willpower, but more like a poor worm who knows that death is coming, and his heart has been completely filled with fear.
Seeing this, a wave of anger arose spontaneously, and she was about to speed up, hoping to save the poor young man, but there was a long sword like white practice falling from the sky, the sword was not unsheathed, but the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the man's throat.
Seeing this, the man smiled slightly, and immediately let go of his hand and stepped aside, and the poor boy had been pinched by him, rolling his eyes, and his whole body fell softly as if he had no bones, but fortunately he was quickly supported by Devonina's eyes, so that he did not crash into the hard ring.
Pei Min flew down, the back swing of the military uniform flew, one hand behind him, the other hand holding the sword, pointing to the other party's throat, his tone was still so calm, but what he said brought a cold wind.
"Dragon, don't force me to kill you. ”
It turned out that the person in front of him who was so bold that he provoked the two generals of the Chang'an Division one after another in full view of everyone was actually the wild dragon in the uncle's mansion, and he was also the person who was commented by Qiansan laughing as the most likely person to win the martial arts in this martial arts meeting.
No wonder.
The mad dragon raised his hand high, as if the person who had already won just now, but tried in vain to destroy the other party's meridians and completely destroy the opponent.
"Pei Dajian Immortal, don't be angry, since you want to win this competition, you naturally have to do your best, and once you do your best, it's not easy to accept it, you can't take it for a while, it's normal, are you right?"
Devonina first asked the others to take the young man who had fainted directly, to check the injuries first, and then asked the other party angrily: "Then why did I tell you to stop, and you didn't stop?"
The mad dragon stretched out his hand, pointed to his ear, and said with a grin: "I'm sorry, because I was born behind my ears and couldn't hear the sound, what's the matter, is this also wrong?"
"You!"
Devonina knew that the other party was deliberately provoking her, but she ate this, and immediately clenched her fists, wanting to beat this kid well, to see if he dared to put on such a stinky face again.
But he didn't want to, Pei Min put away his sword, but first stopped Devonina who was about to move beside him, and then said indifferently: "You are eighteen years old this year, and you are a five-grade master, when I was eighteen years old, I was not as good as you, but now, if I want to kill you, it is as easy as a hand, so you have to thank these rules of the world that you disdain, because it is they that protect you now, but if you are willing to take the initiative to destroy it, then I can also use the sword." ”
When the mad dragon heard this, he grinned at the corners of his mouth, not afraid of Pei Min's threat, but laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha, what a Pei Da Sword Immortal, since you want to kill me, and I also want to kill you, then let's do it, give me three years, when the time comes, we are still here, come to fight a life and death ring, I bet that within three years, you will not reach the third grade, and when the time comes, we will use the fourth grade against the fourth grade, the difference between this realm, count me as letting you." ”
Insolent, domineering, or rather, unparalleled confidence in one's own strength, and arrogance that treats everyone else as dung!
But the people below, after hearing such arrogant words, none of them dared to say anything, even if they themselves were such people, because they knew that the mad dragon who spoke was ranked fourth on the list of Hanging Mirror Divisions.
His myth has a long history, it is said that when he was still a six-grade cultivator, he took the initiative to provoke a five-grade martial artist, the difference between one grade, but the final result was that he beat the other party and kowtowed and begged for mercy, and then, he abolished the other party's whole body and bones, so he was willing to let the other party go.
Strong, in fact, is not terrible, what is really terrible is a madman, and it is such a strong martial madman who has nothing to say.
Now he is temporarily restrained, just because his strength is not high enough, but if one day, there are few people in the world who can balance him, it will be a catastrophe for the world!
Pei Min knows this truth very well, but because he is Pei Min, he is the guardian of the rules of the world, then he himself must abide by the rules, this is the foundation of his world, so if there is no enough reason, it is impossible for him to draw his sword and kill this scourge, and the wild dragon also knows what kind of person this Pei Lord in front of him is, so he has no fear, on the contrary, if Pei Min is not there, there is only Devonina in front of him, maybe he will be more restrained.
The ordinary four products are different from the four products of Chang'an Division, this Miss Devonina is enough to make him take half a step back now.
For this invitation three years later, Pei Min neither nodded nor shook his head, but Daphnina next to him stretched out her fair-skinned, seemingly powerless fist and shouted: "Why don't you fight with me now?"
But without waiting for the wild dragon to answer, as soon as the words fell, someone below amplified his voice with true qi and said loudly: "The rules of the Daluo Martial Arts Association are the rules formulated by His Majesty Emperor Taizu himself, and everyone is in the ring to judge the victory or defeat, but now, is it possible that the people of your Chang'an Division want to openly regard the rules of His Majesty Emperor Taizu as nothing, ignore the results of the game, and stand up for the loser? What a great prestige! Then what are you going to compare, in the future, it is better to directly give the position of Wu Kui to the candidates set by your Chang'an Division!"
A group of people turned their heads to look, but it was a young man in a purple costume, medium height, with triangular eyes, mournful eyebrows, and a very gloomy appearance.
Many people present had already recognized him, but the people who dared to look at him directly were a minority, because this person was none other than the ghost snake of one of the twelve moths of the country's uncle's mansion, Yang Si.
Although Yang Si is young, he is already a martial arts cultivator who has entered the five grades, and this person is delicate and resourceful, and he is the representative of the mind among the twelve righteous sons, and he is deeply trusted by the uncle of the country, and has the right to directly transfer the twelve righteous sons.
Of course, it seems that the two of them, the dragon and the evil tiger, will definitely not listen to him, but with this honor, it is enough to see that this person is not simple.
Snake, is the genus of the dragon, this snake, is also one of the followers of the dragon, at this moment seeing that the dragon is being coerced by the two of Chang'an's Division, worried that he will not be able to stop his temper and move, and finally make a big deal The snake naturally rushed forward to relieve it, although he did not like to be exposed to everyone's field of vision, but at this moment he had to do so.
And as he stood up to relieve the dragon, two more people stepped out to help him.
One man was nine feet tall, his muscles were knotted, like a boulder, and even the shadow under his feet was enough for two or three people to huddle together to avoid the shade, looking at it from a distance, not like a person, but more like a mountain bag, which made people daunting.
This is the golden bull in the twelve righteous sons, Qiansan smiled and said, among the twelve righteous sons, even the evil tiger can only rank in the top three, the wild dragon is naturally the undisputed first, and can compete with him, it is this golden bull, this person has exposed the strength, but also the most of the twelve righteous sons, he is born strong, inexhaustible, a horizontal connection of muscles and bones, bare hands can open the mountain and break the monument, its heavenly martial arts is called "iron wall", which means copper wall and iron wall, indestructible.
This person is not a Da Luo person, two months ago, with the caravan when he first came to Chang'an, because of the language barrier, something happened, resulting in him being besieged by the Xuanjia army in the city, but the ordinary sharp arrow and knife can not hurt it in the slightest, the knife and axe can only leave a little shallow traces, known as the "stone man".
In the end, one of the commanders of the Xuanjia Army was dispatched, which successfully suppressed it, according to the crime committed by this person, he should have been beheaded, but in the end he was rescued by Yang Zhaopu, the uncle of the country, and accepted as a righteous son, among the twelve people, the most loyal.
The other person, the moon rabbit in the twelve righteous sons, is a very cute girl, although its cultivation is only a six-grade masterpiece, and it is not particularly outstanding, but it is said that its heaven-given martial arts is very strange, with the family heirloom, even if the enemy who cultivates to be higher than her one grade encounters, caught off guard, it will also be hit, and then, it will be slaughtered.
Four of the twelve righteous sons of Uncle Guo's Mansion appeared at the same time, and the momentum was not small, not to mention the wild dragon who dared to take the initiative to provoke the two Wuhou of Chang'an Division in the ring, that is, the three people below, all of them were all outstanding people, even Lao Wang, who was still watching the play over there, had to sincerely sigh that Uncle Guo was so lucky, how could he collect such twelve people for his own use, it was really incredible.