The Road to Martial Arts BOSS

Chapter 200 Induction
"Crackling..."

In the dark and dark cave chamber, the sound of chewing could be heard, as if an ogre was eating.

"Wow, it's delicious..."

"Ogre Demon" Qingyu spread out his limbs, and lay in a large font without any image in this secret room with no one else.

It has been seven days since I obtained the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong".For the past seven days, Qingyu has worked hard day and night, thanks to the employer who refused to show up, and with the help of the 'Zhiyuan Pill', "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu" has repeatedly broken through in these seven days, and has already broken through to the first level. three floors.

Now Qingyu's physical strength has been able to support eight times the true energy for a long time, and it is basically free from side effects.

However, the side effects of practicing "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" have come, no, it should not be considered a side effect, this is a common problem of all body training methods, and the food consumption is too large.

The stronghold originally thought it could support everyone for at least two months, but under the consumption of Qing Yu, who broke through the level quickly, it was almost exhausted.

In other words, the plan that was thought to be closed for at least a month is now coming to an end.

After a short rest, Qingyu decided to go out and end his life in the moldy cave.

The stone door of the secret room was slowly moved away, Qing Yu adjusted her posture, maintained the majesty that the dragon head should have, and stepped forward slowly.

Outside the secret room, there were two people waiting as always.

"How's the wind outside these days, is there any movement in Zhenwumen?" Qing Yu casually asked one of the men in black who guarded the gate.

"Dragon head, although Zhenwumen has increased its efforts to search for us and the Azure Dragon Club, it is not as turbulent as expected." Coincidentally, the man in black who answered was the one who led Qing Yu last time that.

"is it?"

Qing Yu subconsciously touched the hilt of the Taiming Sword that was beside him. His intuition told him that the reason why the Zhenwu Sect did not hunt for Gong Ziyu all over the world had something to do with the original owner of the sword.

Of course, it wasn't because Qing Xu wanted to personally revenge Qing Yu with his own strength, he was not that kind of person.

On the side of Zhenwumen, it should be to cover up the fact that their chief disciple was defeated by Gong Ziyu.

After all, Gong Ziyu is just a killer leader in the final analysis, and his status is completely incomparable with Qingxu, a real martial arts master.

If this kind of record is revealed, the two people with disparity in status, the one who wins is the low-status killer leader, which will definitely catch the attention of people in the Jianghu.Zhenwumen will become a joke in an instant.

'However, the sword was taken away by me, how can I cover it up.It can't be said that Gong Ziyu, the leader of the killer, is also a part-time gentleman of Liangshang. At night, he took the sheep and took the sword with him when he was unprepared.That might as well be said to be defeated by me, at least decently. '

'Wait, I have a good idea...'

Qing Yu suddenly thought of an idea, a thought that might achieve his unfinished purpose before.

"Is the captured Chen Qinglin still alive?"

"He's still alive, following the orders of the dragon head. We didn't continue to torture him. He is still being held in a cell." The man in black replied respectfully.

"lead the way."

Chen Qinglin lived a good life, because Longshou said that this captive might still be useful, Chen Qinglin didn't even miss three meals a day, and he was fat and white, but his complexion was a little pale.

Thanks to those rumors in Jianghu, Qinglong Society has almost become a demon in the eyes of ordinary people, all of them eat human flesh and drink human blood.

Chen Qinglin had all sorts of disdain for the Qinglong Society in front of Qingling that day, but now that it is in the hands of the Qinglong Society, he remembered the previous rumors in the world, and he was afraid that someone would snap up his reserve grain one day.Therefore, every meal is eaten as the last meal, and day and night live in fear.

"Hello, Chen Qinglin." The playful voice woke up Chen Qinglin who was huddled in the corner and immersed in fear.

He raised his head and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see a figure in a black dress with a bronze mask on his face, standing beside him, looking down at him.

"Gong Ziyu." With such obvious features, how could Chen Qinglin not recognize who it was.

"Are you here to kill me? Come on!"

Thinking that his death was imminent, Chen Qinglin heaved a sigh of relief, the days of being immersed in fear were finally over.

"Someone will come to avenge me."

"Oh?" Qing Yu asked with a strange tone, "Is it really like this?"

"Will someone really come to avenge you? As far as I know, there is no news of a disciple being captured by the Qinglong Society in Zhenwumen. Even the search and arrest is just a little more stringent than before. See Come on, you have no status in their eyes!"

"What do you mean!" Chen Qinglin suddenly raised his head and glared at Qing Yu.

At this time, he got rid of the fear of Qing Yu, just when he calmly decided to accept death, the fear had already left him.After all, death is generally the most frightening thing most of the time.If you are not afraid of death, then you have nothing to be afraid of. (Although this sentence is often empty words)
"Isn't the meaning obvious enough?" Qing Yu lowered his head and looked directly into Chen Qinglin's eyes. Apart from anger, there was deeper fear in those eyes.

It's not the fear of death, but the fear of the guess in my heart becoming a reality.

"You have been, given up, given up!" Every word, Qing Yu uttered the biggest fear in Chen Qinglin's heart.

"This is impossible!" Chen Qinglin suddenly rioted. He glared at Qing Yu angrily, and raised his fist to smash Qing Yu.

However, under the gaze of those eyes that were as deep as the sea, Chen Qinglin suddenly felt that his anger was extinguished by cold water, and the courage in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he shrank and lowered his fist.

"It's impossible...impossible...Master...Master will not give up on me..."

In the end, Chen Qinglin retreated back to the corner, hugging his knees and muttering to himself.

"Your master will indeed not give up on you." Under the bronze mask, there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, "Even if he wants to give up on you, he still has his own reasons."

"Reason?" Chen Qinglin raised his head blankly, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, he needed a reason.

"Yeah, a reason, a reason why you have to give up. For example... to cover up the defeat of the chief disciple of Zhenwumen, Qingxu, to a shady killer leader, so as not to lose face for Zhenwumen. What do you think of this reason? Is there enough weight?"

With a hint of inducement, the strange tone stirred up the emotions in the hearts of the listeners, and Qingyu gave a sufficient reason.For this reason, Chen Qinglin's eyes slowly filled with hatred.

"Qing Xu!!!"

(End of this chapter)