sword sentient beings

Chapter 54 The Newly Baked Rules

It was very late for Tang Zhao to leave Guan Lei's small courtyard, when the golden crow had already set and the jade rabbit had not yet risen, and there were only a few dim stars hanging in the sky.

Torches were lit on the martial arts arena, and many disciples were practicing martial arts at night.

The Grapeyard originally had a curfew, but the Black Spider Villa had just gone through a turmoil, and urgently needed to recruit disciples, but the assessment would take place in a few days, and these disciples were called out to undertake various tasks during the day, and came back to practice at night. The coach has acquiesced.

The disciples practiced hard and sweated profusely. Tang Zhao glanced silently and thought to himself: Life is not easy for everyone, and I am not the only one who is close to death.

The dead line is the real "dead" line, both for Tang Zhao and other disciples.With the style of Black Spider Villa, the assessment is not just an assessment, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a life and death calamity.The fate of the loser is not very good no matter how you think about it.These disciples worked hard for the villa during the day, but they were still in danger, and their lives were in danger in a blink of an eye.

I hope that due to the shortage of manpower in the villa, the sieve will be enlarged and a few more will be missed.

Just about to go back to the house, I heard someone yelling in the martial arts arena: "Gao Mo, stop!"

Tang Zhao was taken aback. The disciples of the Grape Academy often had conflicts. It was not surprising that private fights and even death fights were common. Tang Zhao had seen corpses being dragged out, but few people shouted. Everyone was silent like spiders. In the middle of the hair ruthless.

The disciple named Gao Mo said coldly: "Where did the dog bark? Is it the dog named Zhang?"

The disciple surnamed Zhang on the opposite side rushed over angrily, Tang Zhao suddenly thought: Is he the only one surnamed Zhang among so many people?Aren't you firing a map gun?

The two of them stopped at the same time with five or six steps left, confronting each other with some fear.

The one surnamed Zhang said: "My surname Gao, did you kill my bead?" He held something in his palm, and under the firelight, he saw a black ball.

From a distance, Tang Zhao couldn't see what it was, but he didn't have to see it—what else could it be?
spider.

Even the unlearned disciples here have spiders, but it is absolutely impossible to raise them on a large scale. One or two for each person is good, and they are all prepared for the future.The death of a spider who wanted to come to a disciple was no small matter.

Gao Mo said, "Did I kill you? Do you have proof?"

The one surnamed Zhang shouted: "What evidence do you want? I saw it with my own eyes!"

Gao Mo sneered, "You've seen it with your own eyes, so what's the point?"

The person surnamed Zhang shouted: "It really is you! I want you to pay for your life!" He punched him.

In an instant, the two fisted and kicked together.

Tang Zhao watched with cold eyes. Although the conflict just now was a bit strange at the beginning, the subsequent development was normal.No matter what the conflict is, in the end there is a fight.Don't care about big or small things, whether it's justified or not, whoever wins in the end is justified.

Here, the rivers and lakes are not sophistication, but fighting and killing.

He didn't want to watch the fight at first, but remembered that Guan Lei said that someone might come to provoke him, so he watched the battle with an evaluation eye, deliberately to see what level these people are.

Both teenagers used the basic kung fu "Poison Sand Palm" of the Black Spider Villa.

The kung fu of the Black Spider Villa has a soft and weird way, especially famous for its poison and "spider silk" strange weapons, but not well-known for its frontal moves. Spider silk can only be used by high-level people, and the disciples at the bottom learn the five poisons. effort.Guan Lei said that the tricks of the poisonous sand palm are ordinary, but the most powerful thing is to feed poison on the palm, and outsiders will suffer big losses if they are unprepared.

But feeding poison is more time-consuming than practicing palms. Instead of applying poison on the palm, you have to insert your hands in the arsenopyrite all year round, fumigate the poison into the skin little by little, and gradually adapt to the poison to develop resistance, so that you can hurt people. Don't hurt yourself.These little disciples don't have time, and they don't have poison resources, so they can't practice Poison Palm, so they just practice basic moves.

It seems that these two young disciples are about the same age, strength, and moves. Unless they are extremely talented, they will not be able to tell the winner in a fight. In the end, they basically rely on "fighting fiercely".

Ruthless?

Tang Zhao's eyes froze. Are these two fighting hard?
Although everyone punched fiercely and fiercely, and even cursed in their mouths, as if there was a deep hatred, but the moves did not greet each other's vitals, let alone vicious.

This is also hate?Even the characteristic discussions of ordinary grape yards can't compare!

Moreover, hitting and hitting, he was getting closer to his side.

Tang Zhao touched his back calmly.

When Si Liyu sneaked up on him before, he carried the magic weapon with him, but after Si Liyu finished his class, there was no need to carry it every day.Especially today he went to Guan Lei to drink, and he really didn't bring any magic weapon with him.

In fact, he has also learned the palm technique now, and it doesn't matter to fight the enemy empty-handed, but out of habit, he still needs to find a weapon.

As soon as he reached out and touched something, he pulled it down, and pulled down a wooden door bolt that was a foot long.

At the same time, those two people were already approaching Tang Zhao. Suddenly, Zhang stretched out his hand and threw his poor, miserable spider over!

Tang Zhao swung the latch and knocked out the spider, and the two fighters stopped at the same time and rushed towards Tang Zhao!
Tang Zhao used the door latch to hold Zhang's fist on the right, and the two sides fought hard, Tang Zhao felt slightly blocked, and the opponent immediately took two steps back.There was a click, and the door latch was bent.

In fact, Tang Zhao was slightly superior in this contest, the opponent rushed forward on his own initiative, Tang Zhao rushed to the fight, and was inherently disadvantaged, and in the end it was a tie and Tang Zhao won.Moreover, the fist and the wood are not the same after all, Tang Zhao didn't feel the wood breaking, but his fist was enough to bear it.

At this time, the attack from the left also arrived, the opponent hit with a palm, Tang Zhaoshun returned the attack with his left palm.

The ant moved the mountain palm halfway, a thought flashed in Tang Zhao's mind, he abruptly withdrew his palm, sank down, and almost squatted on the ground to avoid the palm, unable to recover his center of gravity, rolled on the spot, and rolled out from the side .

Tang Zhao didn't suffer a loss just now with two against one, and the fight was only for a moment, but it was not good to leave this posture in the end, and there were two laughter from the side.

The atmosphere in the vineyard was oppressive, and almost no one laughed loudly. These two jeers were almost equal to roaring laughter.

Tang Zhao didn't have time to pay attention to it, kicked the soles of his feet, jumped up on the spot with the foot strength trained by the grasshopper jump, and landed straight.He forcibly retracted a punch just now, but he suffered from the force instead, and his chest felt a little uncomfortable, but he was not out of danger at this time, and he couldn't care less.The latch in his hand was completely bent, and he urgently needed another weapon.

Then someone said: "There is a sword on the left."

Tang Zhao glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the weapon rack was on the left, and the top shelf was a long sword. Before he could remind who the familiar voice was, he stretched out his hand and the long sword was in his hand.

This is a real sword!
Poor Tang Zhao has been practicing swords for so many days, except for the Quan sword and magic weapons, he has never touched a real sword, and he only practiced with wooden swords.Although this is not a good sword, it is naturally different to hold an iron weapon in the hand, the weight is heavy, not to mention the blade is sharpened, and the light flickers coldly under the light of the torch.

Seeing that he had a sword, the two people on the opposite side had scruples, they stopped at the same time, and the one surnamed Zhang shouted: "Do you know the rules? How dare you use a weapon?"

Tang Zhaodao: "What rules? Sneak attack? Two against one?"

Keba, surnamed Zhang, didn't hit any of them, and immediately said: "That's right, according to the rules of the Grapeyard, sneak attacks are fine, two can hit one, but using weapons is not!"

Tang Zhaodao: "You shoot poisonous arrows indiscriminately every day, is there such a rule?"

The surname Zhang said with a sneer, "Poisoned arrows are fine, but swords are not. Everyone knows that using a sword is bad."

Tang Zhao laughed at his righteousness, and said, "When did the rules start? It started with you?"

The one surnamed Zhang said, "It's always been there, if you don't believe me, ask someone else."

Of course Tang Zhao would not be so stupid as to ask someone. In fact, he thought the conversation with Zhang just now was stupid. Could it be that he still wanted to argue with him?Apparently the other party has a thick skin and a temperament that just opens his mouth. If it goes on, there will still be rules such as "the surname Zhang can beat the surname Tang, but the surname Tang can't beat the surname Zhang".

Furthermore, the grape yard is not a place for reasoning. People with loud voices take the lead, and those with hard fists win in the end.

There were already snickers coming from behind, and someone laughed and said: "This little boy is so stupid, and he still has to argue with Zhang Dazui? Why don't you just bang your head against the wall."

Gao Mo said: "Don't talk nonsense with him, just copy the guy—" After saying that, he pulled out a knife from the weapon rack.

Although the surname Zhang was directly slapped in the face this time, the surname Zhang was not embarrassed at all, and said, "Gao Mo, you go first."

Gao Mo glared at him, and slashed at Tang Zhao.

Tang Zhao calmly took a step forward to the left, the long sword came first and stabbed at his face, forcing Gao Mo's knife to retreat, and with a clang, the swords clashed.

At this moment, Gao Mo and Tang Zhao retreated at the same time, Gao Mo took three steps back, Tang Zhao took a step back, knowing that in terms of strength, Gao Mo was stronger than Zhang, but still a little behind himself.

The two sides clashed with swords. Gao Mo had obviously learned a complete set of sword skills, which was more coherent. Tang Zhao had only practiced basic sword skills, but his sword skills were extremely pure, and his moves were fast and accurate.

Suddenly, Tang Zhao stabbed out with a sword, the second strike came first, piercing Gao Mo's wrist, Gao Mo had no choice but to let go of the steel knife, turned around and ran.Tang Zhao took a step forward, suddenly felt something in his heart, swiped the sword sideways, and knocked the cold arrow flying.

At a time when he was attacked by poisonous arrows and cold arrows, he didn't know it, and now he can resist the hidden arrows at any time.

Looking back, he looked at Zhang Dazui coldly: This kid does what he says, and if he says that if he does not break the law, he will not break the law.

Zhang Dazui didn't move any more, pointed at Tang Zhao and said, "Good boy, we will remember what happened today. Just wait and see." He turned around and ran away.

Tang Zhao pondered for a while, but did not chase after him.Judging from the fight just now, it's not impossible to win one against two, but you don't have a magic weapon in your hand, so you don't have full confidence after all.And all around are their disciples, even if they are not all accomplices, how do you know there is no ambush?

The farce started abruptly and ended sloppily.

"It's gone." Someone said.

This voice was familiar to Tang Zhao, it was the person who had just reminded him. Turning his head, he saw that it was Gray Spider King, the chief disciple here, Jiao Feng.

Jiao Feng's words were more effective than the imperial decree, the disciples who were watching quietly dispersed, and he himself turned and left.

Tang Zhao said from behind: "Thank you for reminding me."

Jiao Feng paused for a moment, and said: "You are quite cautious, knowing that you can't hold hands with him."

Just now, Tang Zhao was eager to change his palms to dodge instead of changing his palms. It was indeed a sudden idea. It was not that he had discovered anything, but more like a premonition of danger. He felt that it would be better not to align his palms. Poison Palm?"

Jiao Feng hesitated for a moment, pointed at his finger, and said, "I'm wearing something."

thing?Poison needle or something?
Tang Zhao was afraid for a while, with his eyesight he might not be able to see that kind of thing during the day, let alone at night.This time I really escaped by instinct.

This is too deliberate.

Tang Zhao originally thought that the two of them were provoked by outsiders, but it was just a stupid target, but such props are not owned by the grape yard, and outsiders need to prepare them. Is this a must-kill task?
He whispered: "Who wants to kill me?"

Jiao Feng didn't answer, but said: "Aren't you a few days away? Just find a place to hide safely. The King of Hades wants you to die, and it's useless if the kid can't catch you." After saying that, he left.

Tang Zhao withdrew his sword, glanced across the grape yard shrouded in darkness, his anger surged like an undercurrent, and thought to himself: King of Hades?kid?You deserve it too?Have you never seen the judge?

The threat is approaching, and from today onwards, the magic weapon must not leave the body.

With a magic weapon in hand, the imp is nothing more than a clown.

He walked back to the house, and when he reached the door, a strange feeling suddenly emerged.

Is it... Missing something?
(End of this chapter)