Alienated Martial Arts

Wei Tao sat by the fire, eating with an iron pot.

Only halfway through eating, he suddenly stopped.

He raised his head suddenly, looking around with suspicion and vigilance in his eyes.

Everything around him was fine, and nothing unusual happened.

Wei Tao gently exhaled a breath, stretched out his hand to knead the center of his brow, and closed his eyes at the same time, as if he was listening to something.

Time passed little by little.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, turned around and asked, "Did you hear anyone talking?"

"That kind of shrill, twisted laughter that seems to be floating in the wind?"

The Qingshan Club disciples next to him shook their heads.

Even Qu Shang, who was not far away, said, "Mei Xie and I were eating just now, and no one spoke."

"It's not your two voices."

Wei Tao shook his head, his expression a little gloomy.

This is already the third time.

He suddenly felt a little irritable.

Inexplicably, he thought of the dead Bai Lingyu.

Could it be that her mental illness is contagious?

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Wei Tao threw all thoughts behind him and picked up the iron pot full of stewed meat again.

Shang Bian came back from patrol with a cold air.

He took a bowl of broth and moistened his throat, "Sir, everything is normal around here."

After a pause, he continued, "I just met the escorts from Nanming Trading Company during my patrol. I feel like they have always been very wary of us."

"It doesn't matter, just be more careful."

Putting down the empty cauldron, Wei Tao exhaled a breath of contentment, "They will lead the way, and we can follow behind. If they have any problems, I can solve them by myself."

Shang Bian nodded, suddenly in a daze.

Under the firelight, Wei Tao's face flickered, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

Shang Bian seemed to be back in the woods again.

He walked carefully through it, and the ground was littered with the mutilated bodies of the Black Turban Army.

And that woman covered in white frost, who looked like an ice elf, made his mind sway, unable to control himself.

He could never forget her look in his life.

I had thought more than once that I could kill her with my own hands to avenge my teacher.

However, Shang Bian himself also understood that this could only be a fantasy after all.

With his strength and his exhausted potential after his foundation was damaged, even if he was given another hundred years to train hard, he would never be a match for that woman.

Not to mention killing her to avenge her fellow teacher of the Iron Legs sect.

But who would have thought that he would see her body in the wilderness without any warning.

And all of this was done by Mr. Wei alone.

A great revenge has been avenged, and nothing else can be desired.

His life will be sold to Mr. Wei from now on.

Shang Bian sat there blankly, looking at the quietly burning bonfire in ecstasy, feeling surprisingly peaceful at this moment.

After one night, the convoy set off.

Although I encountered gangsters gathering several times on the road, I saw from a distance that the two teams were well-equipped and looked after each other. After all, they did not dare to come closer. They just followed them from a distance for a while and then retreated on their own.

After another two days of trekking, the convoy finally left the realm of Cangyuan.

The frequency of encountering rioters and bandits on the road has been greatly reduced.

Everyone felt slightly relieved.

The atmosphere also became much lighter.

It was getting late and night was falling.

Starting in the afternoon, the two convoys set up camp in an abandoned village.

In addition to the normal arrangements for security, everyone else was busy.

Not long after, several bonfires were lit.

Get water to stew meat, hunt and barbecue.

Whether it was the escorts from the escort agency or the disciples of the Qingshan Club, everyone's face was filled with joy.

Tonight is the day to celebrate the New Year.

Soon, pots of broth were served.

Then soak the dry and hard dough in it, which can best comfort the soul on this cold winter night.

Nan Ling took out dozens of bags of soju from the carriage, which instantly ignited everyone's enthusiasm.

A mouthful of broth-soaked pancakes and a mouthful of spicy soju quickly brought the two people closer together.

No longer wary of each other, full of vigilance.

The escort leader Luo Cheng drank a few more sips of soju, and his voice became obviously louder.

Wei Tao ate slowly and listened to him tell about the various anecdotes he encountered while escorting escorts in the past.

Especially when he heard a clip about the adventure in Snake Valley, it attracted all his attention.

It's a pity that what Luo Cheng said was completely different from his previous encounters, so it had no reference value.

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound from the fire next to it.

There were also noisy cheers.

Wei Tao turned around and saw two bodyguards from a trading firm fighting each other in the middle.

The two of them were moving around in an open space, fighting with fists and feet, and the fight was indistinguishable.

Most of the people cheering and cheering on the side were escorts from the business.

The remaining disciples of the Qingshan Club stared intently at every movement of the two men.

Analyze subtleties and look for flaws and weaknesses.

Then put yourself into it and think about how to win the battle at the minimum cost.

Some people even subconsciously shrank into the shadows.

Shang Bian looked at their performance and nodded with satisfaction.

This is the result of his tireless teachings.

For the highly malleable young people in the Qingshan Society, the philosophy he has always conveyed is to be unreasonable and do whatever it takes to kill the enemy.

Rather than having to fight openly and openly, face to face.

“These little cubs are too energetic and like to stretch their muscles and bones after eating and drinking.

The guys next to them were even betting on the lottery, and they didn’t know who would win and who would lose in the end. "

Luo Cheng laughed, picked up the wine bowl and touched it with Wei Tao.

When the two people in the field saw the escort leader's attention, they immediately stopped wandering around and fought, and they all changed their moves and collided head-on.

After just a few breaths, the winner was decided.

One person was thrown into disarray and was defeated with a slap.

However, the victorious escort obviously reduced his strength and just pushed the person away without causing any real damage.

"Chen Piao's palm power is getting stronger and stronger. If he continues to practice at this speed, he will be able to break through blood coagulation within half a year."

Luo Cheng looked at the defeated man again, "Xiao Chu still has the old problem of unstable lower body. No matter how many times I say it, I can't completely eradicate it. I still need to strengthen the strength training of both legs in the future."

Wei Tao sat there quietly and watched the entire fight between the two.

But his mind had already flown far away, recalling the time when he had just started.

He also started step by step with skin and muscle training. Perhaps his initial progress in practice was far behind those of the two bodyguards.

Luo Cheng's eyes flashed as he picked up the wine bowl and said, "Brother Wei, do you feel your hands are itchy? Do you want to go up and relax your muscles and bones?"

Wei Tao drank the shochu in one gulp, picked up a piece of stew, put it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it.

He glanced at Luo Cheng who was looking forward to it, smiled and nodded, "That's fine."

Luo Cheng laughed and stood up, "If they want to join hands with Brother Wei, they little brats are afraid that they will have no choice but to let me come."

The two stood ten steps apart.

"Brother Wei, be careful!"

After Luo Cheng finished speaking, he rushed forward like lightning and struck Wei Tao on the neck with a hand knife.

"good!"

Seeing him crossing several meters in one step, Wei Tao couldn't help but admire him.

With this leap, Luo Cheng stretched his body and his arms soared, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, showing his ferocity.

It is also like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, giving people a sense of tension and beauty.

Uh-huh!

The sound of breaking wind howled.

Luo Cheng lowered his sword, but Wei Tao's figure disappeared in front of him.

Although he was still frightened, his legs bent after landing, his body arched suddenly, and then he bounced away like lightning.

There was a muffled sound.

A pit was popped up on the ground by him, and he was already at Wei Tao's side in an instant.

He spread his hands to the left and right, and pinched his five fingers into pliers, like two beaks, pecking at Wei Tao's waist and eyes.

"It seems soft but strong, quick and precise, a bit interesting."

Wei Tao lowered his eyes, sensing the sound of the wind.

My thoughts were wandering inexplicably at this moment.

Luo Cheng's move made him involuntarily recall the incense master of the Red Lantern Club.

They were also pointing and pecking, but compared to the attack in front of them, the movements of the woman in white robe were like a chicken pecking at rice, and there was no way they could be compared.

If two people faced each other and attacked at the same time, the Red Lantern Club Incense Master would probably have his hand bones broken into pieces in one blow, leaving him without any ability to resist.

Click!

Just when he was distracted, Luo Cheng's hands were already in front of him.

Wei Tao did not continue to dodge.

He just moved his arms.

He flipped his wrist slightly and spread his fingers into claws.

It was like two ferocious beasts opening their huge mouths and biting at the prey that came to them.

Click!

Luo Cheng suddenly accelerated at the last moment and pecked Wei Tao's palm hard.

The fingers and the palms of the hands strike together like gold and iron.

Luo Cheng's expression suddenly changed. It didn't feel like he was touching someone's flesh at all, but more like a red-hot iron ingot in the middle.

Not only was the fingertips painful, but it also felt like a burn.

At the touch, Luo Cheng retracted his hands as if he was electrocuted.

Wei Tao didn't need to think at all, and he didn't even do much to stimulate his energy and blood. He just naturally continued to reach forward with his claws and bite the opponent's arm.

Luo Cheng's expression changed again, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

"The energy and blood of this person's attack are not strong and thick, but the strength is extremely strong and the speed is fast. I'm afraid I can't avoid the claws this time."

The thought in his mind flashed away, and Luo Cheng's hands suddenly swelled.

Qi and blood surged, muscles swelled, and they collided with a claw that was following him like a shadow.

Since the beginning of the fight between the two, the situation has changed repeatedly.

First, Luo Cheng stepped forward to attack, but Wei Tao blocked it with his backhand.

Then Wei Tao extended his claws again, and Luo Cheng retreated hastily.

In the end, the two of them each took three steps back and stopped taking action.

Everyone watching the battle was a little confused, not knowing who would win and who would lose.

Some who were a little further away couldn't even see clearly what was going on.

All that was known was that Luo Biaotou rushed forward like lightning, and then the figures of both sides flickered, ending the competition.

Wei Tao clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Biao Luo has great skills, I am willing to admit defeat."

Luo Cheng's eyes flashed, and after a moment of silence he said in a complicated tone, "It's really surprising that Mr. Wei can reach such a height at such a young age."

The competition left everyone watching feeling a little unsatisfied.

But no one had the courage to stand up and let Wei Tao and Luo Cheng do it again.

So I had to drink wine, eat meat, and change the topic.

"Uncle Luo, how are you?"

Not long after, Nan Ling approached Luo Cheng and asked in a low voice.

"Still can't see clearly."

Luo Cheng took a sip of the hot soju and said slowly, thoughtfully, "The only thing I can figure out is that this person is indeed gifted with a strong body, but how much potential does he have left in martial arts practice? I dare not make a guarantee.”

"I understand, thank you Uncle Luo."

Nan Ling nodded and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.