God level swordsman

Chapter 2 Rebirth 2
The game "Journey to the Rivers and Lakes" integrates the background of countless martial arts novels, and the sects and forces are mixed.Qiancheng belongs to the small town on the side of Nanpingzhou in the ancient Sui province of the Nanling Dynasty.

The Zhao family inherited Spirit Snake Fist, which is a boxing technique created by referring to the movements of poisonous snakes.When it is cast, its own arms are as nimble as a snake, as if boneless, vicious and vicious.

This kind of boxing cannot be practiced unless it is directly related. In his previous life, Zhao Tai practiced the Spirit Snake Boxing to the point of perfection, swept away the major forces in Qiancheng, showed his prominence, and became Zhao Yangyun's most beloved son.

It was just dawn, and there were still a few scattered stars in the pale blue sky.

The sun has just emerged from the boundless mountain top, as big as the wheel of an ox cart, as bright red as molten iron, with a gushing radiance, sitting on the ridge in the east, like pulling away the veil with his hands mist.

There was a light knock on the door, Zhao Tai stood up and opened the door.

"Brother, Coach Wu asked us to go to the martial arts arena."

Standing in front of the door was a young man with an immature face, his younger brother Zhao Yuansi.

In the previous life, Zhao Tai overwhelmed his brothers and sisters and became a marginal supporting role in the family. This younger brother was unwilling and tried to get rid of him.At that time, Zhao Tai's cultivation had already surpassed that of Patriarch Zhao Yangyun, and without any scruples, he directly tortured and killed Zhao Yuansi in front of his clansmen, and achieved a very vicious reputation.

Zhao Tai smiled slightly, patted his shoulder warmly, and said softly: "Let's go, don't keep them waiting."

Zhao Yuansi was stunned. Since childhood, this brother has always been lukewarm to him, and this is the first time he has been in such an intimate state.He was overjoyed, and quickly followed Zhao Tai, and the two walked side by side to the martial arts arena.

At this time, there were already thirty or so people standing in the martial arts arena, neatly and uniformly, their waists were straight, and all of them looked hopeful.Most of these are children of the collateral lineage, and there are also a few adopted orphans.Most notable are the two women.

One is Zhao Tai's eldest sister Zhao Qiu, and the other is the younger sister Zhao Rui.

Both of them inherited the gene of their mother Xiao's, and they were beautiful and charming. They were wearing close-fitting exercise clothes and stood at the front with their heads held high. In front of the team of more than 30 people, there was a middle-aged man with a heavy back and a stern face. He was the only second-rate martial artist enshrined by the Duan family.

Qiancheng is a small border town in the backcountry, but all second-rate martial artists are unwilling to stay in this bitter cold place, and often go to the bustling big city to seek higher development.Another reason is that there is a lot of competition among sects. Excellent seeds are first seized by the imperial court and sects, and the rest are occupied by big families. It is very difficult to hire an idle martial artist who is full of cumin, and often requires a high price. cost.

Wu Mu is a second-rate martial artist, he is the most powerful besides Zhao Yangyun and his uncles.

Zhao Yangyun's plan was very precise, he asked the younger generation of the family to practice martial arts with him first and learn the martial arts enshrined by this outsider, and then teach the direct descendants of the Zhao family the Spirit Snake Fist.Wu Mu's unique skill is Tonggui swordsmanship, the whole set of swordsmanship is only attacking but not defending, he moves to attack the enemy's vital points, and strives to kill the enemy together, so he got this name, and it is considered a relatively high-level martial art for ordinary martial artists.

Neither the Spirit Snake Fist nor the Tonggui swordsmanship is what Zhao Tai wanted. In his previous life, he practiced the blood-drinking magic art. He used the essence and blood of the martial artist as a guide, and his cultivation progressed rapidly, and he quickly broke through the innate realm. Compared with the two This kind of cleverness is more than a hundred times.

Although he was reincarnated and recultivated, his decades of memory and experience are still there, and the practice method of the blood drinking magic skill is also deeply engraved in his mind. As long as he thinks about it, he can immediately enter the state of practice.

However, Zhao Tai didn't want to do this.Although the blood-drinking magical skill is extremely brilliant, it has fatal disadvantages. It sucks blood and disturbs people's minds. People's personalities will become extremely violent and bloodthirsty, and the blood on their bodies is also extremely strong. It is clear that they are telling others "I You are practicing magic skills, so come and eliminate demons and defend the way."

But aside from the blood-drinking magic skill, he didn't know the formulas of other skills.

In Zhao Tai's previous life, the demons and demons have been involved for decades, and he has obtained a lot of martial arts cheats for both the righteous and the demons. However, he has always believed that only one martial art needs to be practiced to the point of perfection, and it is enough to rule the rivers and lakes, so he never looked at it directly. Those cheats.

"If I want to go out into the outside world, I must at least reach the realm of a second-rate martial artist. Wu Mu is now teaching Tonggui swordsmanship. If I don't learn it, I will not be able to protect myself." Zhao Tai's eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and his thoughts were like Dian, immediately made a decision to practice Tonggui swordsmanship first.

Seeing Zhao Tai and Zhao Yuansi present, Wu Mu nodded slightly as a greeting.

Zhao Yuansi strode forward with his head held high, and stood beside his elder sister Zhao Qiu with a cold expression.

"I've met Coach Wu." Zhao Tai bowed and saluted, and stood in the front row where the hands were raised.

Dozens of children looked surprised, and the three sisters Zhao Qiu also had a different look, full of doubts in their hearts.It's true that Wu Mu is a second-rate martial artist, but it's nothing more than a priest hired by the Duan family. He pays him silver taels to help the Zhao family. His status seems to be respected, but he is not the core figure of the Zhao family.

As the son of Zhao's parents, why do you need to salute this person?
The impression that Zhao Tai gave to the children of the clan was always indifferent, taciturn, and he did not pretend to speak to anyone, but today he saluted an outsider, which is really strange.

A strange color flashed in Wu Mu's eyes, she took a deep look at Zhao Tai, and immediately said in a deep voice: "You have laid the foundation before, and now it's time to formally practice martial arts. The secret will be given to you from today, I hope you will study hard."

"Yes, instructor."

There were scattered responses from all around.

In the eyes of the Zhao family's children, Tonggui swordsmanship is nothing. The power of the family's martial arts is deeply rooted in the hearts of every member of the clan. What they want to learn is the family's Spirit Snake Fist, so they are not interested.

Seeing everyone's contempt, Wu Mu's face became even colder, and said coldly: "Same return swordsmanship, only attacking but not defending, moves to attack the enemy's vital points, and strives to kill the enemy together, although it is slightly inferior to the Spirit Snake Fist It's a little bit better, but it's still a brilliant martial art, I teach it with my heart, as to whether you put your heart into it, it has nothing to do with me."

"The first form, the hungry tiger pounces on the food."

Wu Mu took a sword flower, followed her footwork, jumped up, stabbed forward like a shadow, and hit the throat of the wooden figure in front of her.The wooden figures in the martial arts arena are all carved from hard wood, and it takes skilled craftsmen several days to make one. Even with sharp knives, it takes a lot of effort to cut out the imprint.Wu Mu couldn't breathe, her face didn't turn red, she stabbed the wooden man's head off with a single strike, her sword skills were indeed extremely sharp.

"Come and try."

Wu Mu wanted to show her prestige, so she stuck her long sword on the ground, glanced coldly at the crowd, and pointed at one of them, "Huanning, come here."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and Huan Ning, a collateral disciple, stepped out. He was muscular, his arms were exposed, his veins were bulging, and his physical fitness was amazing.He took two steps forward, drew out the long sword and held it in the palm of his hand, one rushed forward, stabbing the other wooden man with the sword.

When the sword edge touched the wooden man, Huan Ning's arm trembled, and the long sword shook violently. He stepped back a few steps, his tiger's mouth was numb from the shock, but the wooden man's throat only left a sword hole half a finger deep.

"It's so tough! With Heng Ning's strength, he can't pierce the wooden dummy."

"Tonggui swordsmanship seems to be good."

Everyone chattered in low voices.

The eyes of the three Zhao Qiu sisters brightened, and they became a little interested.

Zhao Tai didn't look sideways, and shook his head secretly. Just now, Wu Mu didn't use his internal strength, but just used sword fighting skills to break the head of the wooden man.However, Huan Ning, who is physically strong, mobilized all his strength, but was knocked back a few steps by the wooden figure, and there were several reasons.First, he didn't understand the true meaning of "a hungry tiger pounces on its food". This sword was a completely disorderly stab, which wasted seven or eight points of power, and in the end only [-]% of the force was applied to the wooden man; second, Wu Mu cooperated with the footwork, The power of this sword is fully demonstrated, and Huan Ning is only a run-up, the sword is gentle, and it is reasonable that it cannot pierce the wooden man's head; thirdly, and the most critical point, this set of swordsmanship needs to be coordinated. Only when the two phases are combined into one can it exert its greatest power. Wu Mu didn't mention it, just to give the Zhao family's children a blow in the face.

(End of this chapter)