Ultimate Assassin System

It doesn’t make sense…

There are so many unreasonable things in this world, such as why other people's children can come from rich families, have enough food and clothing, and have many beauties. But I was born poor and lowly, working hard for five buckets of rice during the day, and working myself to death for my bucket-waisted woman at night? Another example is why they joined the same master together and practiced the same techniques. Children from other people's families can easily advance to success, enjoy the spotlight, and gain glory. I spent several times the time, but I was stuck at the bottleneck and couldn't move. I was left far behind and no one cared about me...

Why?

There is no answer because it doesn’t make sense!

But one thing is certain, that is, most of them are unreasonable and basically represent helplessness or no solution!

So when Haita heard the completely unreasonable comment from his master Wooding, he felt that he had heard something wrong. Are you kidding? What the Sword God said doesn't make sense... What kind of truth is that?

I couldn't help but ask again, What?

Seeing the shocked expression that could not be concealed on the face of the eldest disciple, Wooding was calm and waved his hand: No need to be too surprised, because of the essential characteristics of fighting spirit, there are not many warriors in the world who are good at close combat. And the more There are fewer masters. After all, whoever wants to have the power to overturn mountains and reclaim seas with just a wave of his hand... This person dares to find a unique way and cultivate his close combat ability to the extreme. He reaches the pinnacle and is said to be invincible in this field. Normal statement.”

This is indeed the case. In this world filled with fighting spirit and magic elements, warriors like Tang En who specialize in close combat are indeed an outlier and one of the very few. Therefore, the pressure of competition is low, and it is not surprising to find an invincible company.

And to be honest, Tang En's approach is not worth advocating. Because Tang En had the system space, old housekeeper, and blood, he had the confidence to embark on this path. But warriors from other worlds are different. The environment they face is the fighting spirit world, so it is basically impossible to replicate Tang En's success. Only the fighting spirit system is their real way out.

It is precisely because of this that Tang En hired Zuo Fan to be David's teacher instead of teaching him himself...

After understanding the difference, Haita breathed a sigh of relief, and then gradually calmed down the shock in his heart. And at the same time. Another problem is about to be faced. Turning around, Master, do you need to stop it... uh?

After saying this, Haita himself was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Because not long ago, he just said something similar. But at that time, it was to stop Junior Brother Wen Silin to prevent the situation from getting out of hand. Now it is about stopping Tang En to prevent junior brother from losing his life...

Shaking his head, Wen Silin's martial arts path has always been extremely smooth. There have been few setbacks, and over time he will develop a sense of pride. Now it is a rare opportunity for him to withstand blows and hone his self-examination. This is a good thing, and there is no need to stop it. And... smiled Laughing, Wooding pointed at Tang En, who was flashing ghostly in the field, Haha. Didn't you notice? He has already discovered us.

Well……

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Tang En has indeed discovered Wooding and the two. Although he does not know the appearance of the Sword God, these two living people are standing on the rooftop in the distance openly. He was still talking and laughing about the battle here, so it was not difficult to guess his identity.

However, despite this, Tang En did not intend to let Wen Silin go easily. Even if he can't be killed on the spot, David's broken bones must be avenged no matter what!

He secretly made up his mind and said, Is this all your strength? Is this why you want to take back the qualifications for tidal fighting that you are so brazen about? Haha...

Disdainful chuckles came from all directions along with the ghost movement. Wen Silin's body trembled slightly when he heard the words. He grabbed the gun body with both hands and almost broke his teeth as he squeezed out angry words. If you have the guts, don't use this indiscriminate stalking!

That's it... Then how about I step back ten feet away and invite a referee to come over and agree not to slap me in the face. Then I call three two one and we start fighting together? Haha, what do you think of this idea...

His face was livid. No matter how stupid Wen Silin was, he could hear the ridicule in these words, but he couldn't say anything back. Because this is the truth. Fighting is not a game. It has been understood since ancient times that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. If you talk too much, you cannot afford to lose... So Wen Silin simply pursed his lips and said nothing.

However, Tang En didn't want to let him go, and sighed with regret again: Too weak, too weak... I don't think you are qualified to carry Zuo Fan's shoes, so let me destroy you on your behalf.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ho-- he roared ferociously. Hearing this very familiar dialogue, which was what he just said, but now it was used by someone to slightly change it to mock himself, Wen Silin's eyes spit fire, and instantly Ran away.

Bastard! I want you to die - The spear swept across, and the green and purple light surged crazily amidst the roar. One wave became higher than the other, covering an area of ​​about one foot in an instant. Wen Silin finally couldn't bear it any longer. Now he would rather risk his life and use powerful martial arts to directly kill Tang En to pieces!

But... Oops! Stupid!

The former is from Haita. Although he has not yet been able to fully discern the secrets from Tang En's close combat, he remembers what his master just said - the moment the game is broken, that is when Wen Silin loses!

The latter's low voice came from Wooding, and at this moment, a look of irritation suddenly appeared on the octogenarian face.

It is a fact that Wen Silin is not as strong as Tang En. But if he can calm down and solidify his defense, the fighting spirit of Kong level is no joke. In addition, under the guidance of the Sword God for many years, Tang En can't even think of resolving the battle within an hour and a half - and this is also Just in line with Wooding's thoughts, let Wen Silin go through more training.

But at this moment, Wensilin was so confused that he ignored defense and decided to risk his life... This was of course a stupid decision. You must know that the reason why Tang En failed to capture him immediately was because He did a pretty good job defensively and couldn't find a chance to make a move. But now that he has taken the initiative to abandon his defense, isn't it just giving him a pillow when he is sleeping, fulfilling Tang En's wish?

Sure enough, Ha...

With a long laugh, before Wen Silin's powerful martial arts could take shape, Tang En instantly avoided the sweep of the purple spear and moved closer like a ghost. There was no need for a dagger at this time, and he directly reached out and grabbed Wen Silin's left wrist, just following the trend. Pull it in the opposite direction, and the clear crack-crack-crack sound of broken bones can be heard instantly, which is absolutely horrifying to hear.

This was not the end. As Wen Silin screamed, Tang En raised his finger and turned it into a knife. He simply and neatly slashed away the blue and purple spear that was swung at random. Then he grabbed Wen Silin's right wrist again, click, click... Same... The scene happened again.

You crush one of David's arms, and I'll crush both of yours - fair, isn't it?

After doing all this in an instant, Tang En took a step back expressionlessly and raised his feet...

Twain, you must not be impulsive...eh? At the arch of the outer wall, Phillip, who was running over with sweat all over his head, stopped in his tracks and stared blankly at a familiar figure who suddenly whizzed past his eyes and fell freely. Immediately, there was a bang and the courtyard wall not far away collapsed, causing dust to fly. Someone from the secret agency looked over at the hole in the wall, shook his head, and then shrank back...

The courtyard was silent for a moment. Philip turned his head stiffly and said with a sad face: You...you killed him?

Just thinking about it...didn't you hear that angry scream?

When Phillip heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked nervous again: You won't be disabled, right?

Tang En rolled his eyes angrily: Do you need me to find a doctor for him?

Uh...it's better not to use it.

Things still came to this, and Phillip was helpless. He wanted to say something, but seeing David's unnaturally bent arms and smacking his lips, he wisely chose to shut up.

Of course, Tang En had no intention of caring about Phillip's attitude at this time. Turning around, he met the eyes of the two people in the distance. He was silent for a moment and spread his hands, a little innocently...

After a while, an old voice came calmly, I am Wooding.

Sure enough... the master of suffering is here! Tang En sighed softly and saluted from a distance: I'm Tang En... Well, have you had lunch?

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