Ultimate Assassin System

What if I don't pay?

The tone is low and the tone is calm. .But when word came out of the hall, Haita next to the door was slightly startled, and then frowned slightly.

It’s not about being narcissistic and boastful, because the fact is, there are really not many people in this world who dare to go against the master’s opinions! Even the lofty King Bran, the powerful nobles, etc., didn't they obediently put an end to the intention of getting involved in the new marshal of the Zichen Army with just a word from the master?

What on earth is Tang En thinking?

Compared to Haita's shock and surprise, the members of the secret agency who were also guarding the door felt different. Of course they knew that the inconspicuous old man sitting inside was the Sword God Bran, but because of this, they instantly worshiped Tang En to the extreme, who dared to say no to the Sword God face to face! Clenching his fists, his body was trembling with excitement... Damn it, the boss is so fierce!

In the hall, Wooding's expression remained calm, showing no signs of anger. Well, at least it seems so on the surface. After thinking for a while, he asked calmly: Isn't the price enough?

Yes. Tang En did not deny it, but nodded and admitted it as a matter of course.

Damn... the excited members of the secret organization outside the door subconsciously covered their faces when they heard this, and couldn't bear to look at it - Boss, boss, pick any three martial arts and mental techniques from the Sword God sect. The price is not low. It will cost anyone. To be ecstatic...well, you can say it's not enough. But can you stop being so fearless and courageous like a fearless warrior in the last moment? Now it suddenly turns into the bargaining face of a philistine merchant? This change is so fast, I can't bear it...

Tang En naturally didn't know that his tall image had collapsed, and continued: It's not that I'm greedy. You must also know the current situation in the north. The Temple of Light and I are in the same boat and will fight to the death. The reason why I can force the temple now It's because of those Dou Qi circulation channels. You keep asking me to hand it over now... It's not that I don't give you face, or that I look down on those three martial arts and mental techniques. I just feel that it's okay if the things outside of me are gone. I’ll look for it again, but my surname, my brother’s surname, and the surnames of so many people under me all only have one! Are you right?”

Wu Ding lowered his eyes slightly when he heard this, as if he was deep in thought.

Haita outside the hall sighed softly and nodded slightly. This is the truth. The Temple of Light hates Tang En deeply. Once the weapons in his hands are taken back and countless warriors disperse, the Temple of Light will definitely launch a crazy counterattack against him and the people around him. They will never Let's give it up...Oh, it's a dilemma, it's troublesome...

Boss... At this time, the members of the secret agency changed their minds after hearing this. They stared at Tang En with his straight shoulders, and suddenly felt that this omnipotent figure in the past seemed so weak and weak now, like cicada wings in the wind and rain. Trembling, yet cautiously protecting everyone...I'm sorry...

Putting aside the complicated thoughts of the people outside the hall, after pondering for a while, Wooding raised his eyes and said: The price still counts. In addition, you will follow me up the mountain as a guest... Well, come with me to my residence. How about that? ?”

Tang En was stunned when he heard this, and then quickly understood. I have to say that this is indeed a good idea. Once Tang En becomes the guest of Sword God Mountain, he will also be the only guest. No matter how much the Temple of Light hates him, they must consider whether it is worth offending Sword God Bran before taking action...

Of course, as long as your brain is not short-circuited and you think about it for a moment, you will know that it is not worth it. After all, Woodin is not just a person in a pure sense, he is a sword god. Going to war with him is equivalent to going to war with his hundreds of years of supreme reputation and influence. Bran will definitely be in chaos!

However, Tang En thought for a while and simply shook his head: I would like to thank you in advance for your kindness, but I'm sorry that I can only accept it from my heart. I have a reason to stay here. Moreover, I am not used to being sheltered by others and surviving. !”

After a pause, Wooding frowned slightly, seemingly displeased. Tang En glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, then continued, Of course, if you can always agree to my request, without saying a word, I will immediately give you those Dou Qi circulation channels with both hands.

any request?

Tang En blinked: It's very simple. Well, I heard that your relationship with the temple is not very good?

See you in the picture! This is Tang En's real request. He is not as great as the members of the secret agency think. All the previous statements and the weak posture he put on are just to increase the bargaining chips.

As for those Dou Qi circulation channels, Tang En doesn't care at all. They all have problems anyway. If you want them, just take them. Of course, you have to pay a price, such as working with me to suppress the Temple of Light or something...

After a few breaths of silence, he suddenly laughed, Haha... Wooding shook his head and laughed, looking at Tang En playfully, It's interesting, you kid really dares to think!

That is indeed too daring to think... Haita also shook his head and was speechless, with a helpless smile. How dare you provoke a war between the two pillars of the Bran Empire, the Sword God and the Temple of Light... What a shame you can think of it!

Of course, it was a laugh, but Haita didn't think the master would agree to this ridiculous proposal. The reason is as he said before, compared to the temple with thousands of years of foundation, Tang En's power is still too small. So in order to quickly settle the chaos in the north, there is no need to think too much about which side to choose.

Sure enough, Wooding rubbed his brows and said with an unclear smile: I really don't like the temple, but compared to this difficult bone. Killing you seems to be a better and easier choice.

The tone was joking, and it sounded like he was just talking casually, but who could be sure that there wasn't some real intention hidden in the Sword God's words?

Tang En's expression remained unchanged, he also smiled and even nodded, as if he agreed with this opinion: Killing me is indeed the simplest solution. Well, how about... try it?

When Wooding heard this, he finally raised his eyebrows in surprise. He lost his calm expression before and looked at Tang En again. If he hadn't really heard the provocation in these words, he would have drawn his sword and killed this audacious guy now, so that he would know that the name Sword God is not just talk...

Without evading, Tang En directly looked at Wooding: Are you interested in a bet with me, my junior? I will take your move. If I die, then this matter will be over. If I am lucky enough to survive, Dou Qi The circulation channel still belongs to you, but you have to go to the Northern Temple with me, how about it?

Are you serious?

certainly……

Of course it's a fart! There was a sudden scream, and Phillip rushed in from the door, Haha, don't mind, Grandpa, I understand this kid, he has a brain problem, his words are like farts, and they can't be counted at all... While waving his hands and speaking anxiously, Philip pulled Tang Ensheng aside, with an excited expression, and scolded him, Are you really out of your mind? Take my grandfather's move... Is that something a human can take? Even if it's Even if you want to die, you don’t have to die in such a suspenseful way...

Uh...calm down, calm down, don't get excited... Twain turned his head to avoid the flying foam, Tang En looked helpless.

court death? No, he is seeking survival from death!

In fact, Tang En really has no other choice now. When Wooding came here this time, he made it clear that he wanted to put an end to the chaos in the north as soon as possible. Tang En was the easiest to deal with, so he was naturally targeted. In this case, what can he do? Obediently hand over those fighting spirit circulation channels and follow Wooding up the mountain. He looks like a guest, but is actually a prisoner?

No! Of course Tang En doesn't want to! Not only that he couldn't bear the humiliation of survival, but also that the Gray Clothes Army would emerge from Shiwan Mountain soon, he would never leave the north.

But the unwilling result is likely to anger Wooding. The trace of murderous intention he felt before was not fake. Once the talks collapse, the Sword God Bran doesn't mind destroying him in exchange for peace in the north.

So Tang En took the lead in making this somewhat tricky proposal, one move, just one move! Regardless of the outcome, this is still a much higher chance of survival than fighting Wooding directly.

And once this is accomplished, with the powerful bodyguard of the Sword God by his side, Tang En will definitely be able to turn the Northern Temple upside down... Even if the Dou Qi circulation channel is gone, the Temple's power in the north will have to stop. And when they calm down, it's time for the gray-clothed army to come out...

Killing two birds with one stone... With this thought, Tang En patted the extremely excited Phillip on the shoulder: Okay, you have to have confidence in me.

Shit, I only have confidence that you will be killed instantly with one move! Seeing that his persuasion was useless, Philip took a step back, looked at Tang En with a dead look, and used his trump card, Okay, I can't control you, you miss. Just go. But don't worry, I will take good care of you, Joshua.

Paralyze out!

…

Phillip finally left the side hall. He had no choice but to do it. Even the frenzied tricks like 'I'll support you as your wife' didn't work. What else could he do? He had no choice but to follow Haita who came in with his sword and left sadly.

After dismissing this strange loser, Tang En walked back to the table and looked at Wooding standing up with a sword. He couldn't help but be stunned: You... really use a sword?

Wooding was stunned when he heard this, looked at the sheathed sword in his hand, and asked inexplicably: Is there any problem?

Uh, of course there's no problem... After scratching his head, Tang En's mouth twitched, but he still said what he was thinking, I thought that a master like you would have unpredictable moves. For example, using fingers to refer to swords , No sword is better than a sword, or flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people. Another example is picking up a drop of tea, popping it out casually, and causing it to turn into ashes and smoke... I didn't expect you to bring a sword.

Touching his nose, this was indeed the master style that Tang En had in mind. Although this seems a bit pretentious and disrespectful of his opponent, Twain really hopes that Woodin doesn't respect him now. Because in that case, it will undoubtedly be much easier for him to deal with it...

Haha... Wooding couldn't help but raise his head and laugh after hearing this, What you said is novel and very interesting. I can barely do the methods you mentioned. But if I use it to deal with you, then You don’t have to fight me to admit defeat, haha...

He shook his head and laughed, I have been using swords all my life and have been immersed in this art for more than a hundred years. I believe that within one foot, a sword is invincible! Haha, it is somewhat similar to your concept of close combat... So in addition to holding the sword in my hand, I really haven’t used other methods, and I’ve disappointed you, Xiao Tang.”

Well, it's nothing. No matter what, you are still the Sword God Bran, and your master's style is everywhere... Well, thank you for your advice. Tang En is not stupid, Wooding's words seemed to be self-deprecating, In fact, it is to secretly clarify his own kendo philosophy, which is equivalent to showing his trump card first. Although showing his trump card now will not have much impact on the outcome of this battle, his magnanimous attitude is undoubtedly worthy of respect.

When Wooding heard this, he knew that Tang En had understood what he meant. He couldn't help but chuckle and nod, but secretly sighed in his heart. It would be great if this was his disciple... Yes, Wooding did have the idea of ​​​​accepting a disciple. But just as he wanted to give Tang En the guest status before, Wu Ding knew that it was too late to make plans at this time. Because no matter from the perspective of Tang En's strength or combat style, Wooding didn't feel that he could teach him anything else, so he could only feel regretful.

It has to be said that the news that Sword God Wooding wants to recruit a disciple is enough to shock the world. If word spreads, I think within a few days, the several miles of mountainous area around Wooding's residence will be filled with apprentice warriors from all over Bran. And if the news spreads that Wu Ding feels unworthy to be his master, the countless warriors who have hurriedly arrived will be petrified on the spot, and then they will blame the gods for being unfair and go crazy with jealousy...

Shaking his head slightly, I won't hold back this time, so you take action first. Dismissing the distracting thoughts in his mind, Wooding looked at the clearing outside and said with his sword.

Yes. Now is not the time to be polite. Seeing Wooding taking the initiative to be polite, Tang En nodded politely and then slowly closed his eyes, silently reciting, rapid, ghost, peeping, looking at Qi, heart still, murderous intention …

All the skills in the system skill tree, as long as they are usable, count as one. No matter how useless they are, whether they are suitable for the current environment, etc., Tang En activates them all at once!

In an instant, Tang En felt his body light up, like a feather, weak and weak. Slowly opening his eyes, all the objects in his almond-shaped pupils were simplified into lines, and all the colors faded away like a tide, leaving only black and white. It felt quite strange... This was the first time Tang En had superimposed such a crazy thing. Skill, but it feels pretty good, and the amplification effect can be clearly felt.

Finally, the shadow clone... With a swish sound, Tang En smiled at Wooding, and his figure suddenly flashed out to the left and right at the same time, first a series of phantoms, and then completely disappeared into the air. If someone accidentally breaks into this side hall at this time, he will only see an old man standing next to the table holding a sword...

The side hall was silent, and Wooding did not move. He just turned his head and looked around, raising his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise.

Of course, Tang En did not leave this side hall. Although taking advantage of this opportunity to escape was an option, but a person should not be so wretched... Ahem, well, the actual reason is that it would be useless for Tang En to escape, because he could avoid the first year of junior high school. You can’t hide from Fifteen! And the reason why he can't see it now is just because Tang En's speed is too fast, exceeding the limit of what the naked eye can chase and endure...

Accelerate, continue to accelerate...speed, still speed!

With Wooding standing still as the center, the two Tang Ens ran around wildly, making no sound, and seemed to have no intention of attacking... And this was Tang En's strategy.

Tang En never belittles himself, but he is also not arrogant. Although fighting the Sword God face to face sounds like a fortress, and it would be more honorable to say it, it is purely an act of seeking death!

So Tang En had no intention of attacking from the beginning, and he didn't even have the will to make contact. Anyway, with Wooding's character, since he promised to only use one move, he would never go back on his promise. In this case, there is something to be done here...Twain decided to send his No. 1 death squad, the shadow clone, to attack. As long as he can make Wooding stab with a sword, haha, then he wins... Well, no matter how you think about it, it's so clever, so good!

Tang En smiled...Wooding also smiled. Although he could not see any trace of Tang En with his muddy old eyes, it did not mean that he could not find Tang En. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword, Haha, Xiao Tang, This time I took advantage.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clang sound, and the edge of the green steel sword emerged from the plain black scabbard.

In an instant, Tang En's hair stood on end as he was running wildly, as if he saw a giant dragon's head suddenly protruding from the clouds, looking down at the world. The alarm bells in my heart kept ringing all of a sudden, like a strange and soul-stirring song. Immediately, panic spread throughout his body, and he was numb.

This is not killing intent, but a majestic sword intent that contains infinite killing intent!

As he ran wildly, Tang En no longer looked relaxed as before. He felt that he was not running in the side hall, but walking barefoot in the sword tomb. His surroundings were as dense as hair, and miniature swords as thin as needles were constantly cutting around his body, dripping with blood...

Oops!

His teeth were gritted and his face was ferocious. Tang En secretly cried out, and instantly understood what the problem was.

This is not a vast pasture, but a small side hall. Within this area, Wooding could easily cover every corner with his sword intent and directly force him out - this is why Wooding said he had an advantage just now.

To be honest, this is not Twain's mistake. It can only be said that Wooding's strength is too perverted, and Twain's mistake is that he has zero experience in fighting against such perverted masters...

Uh-huh... The sword was pulled out another three inches, and there was a bang. More than ten steps away from Wooding's left, Tang En, covered in blood, suddenly fell out of the void. His face was pale, his steps staggered, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Upon seeing this, Wooding glanced over, paused, his eyes flashed slightly, with some inquiry and doubt, but also some appreciation and admiration. Then he looked away and drew the sword again as if he hadn't seen him before.

Damn it! It’s over…

Of course, that was not the real Tang En, but a shadow clone that had part of Tang En's strength. Tang En originally thought he could win the bet with this, but he didn't want it to be exposed now...

…………(To be continued.)