The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 136 The Death of the Warrior
Hot blood gushes out from the broken neck, converging into words.

【Operator: Chen Zhuo】

[World: Late Qing Dynasty and Early Republic of China]

【Fate: Greedy Wolf's Fate】

【Air Luck: First Class A】

【Fate: One thought rises and falls, you can be king】

[Talent: Consolidation] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and consolidates.)
Reminder: Fate changes with luck, luck depends on human effort. (Note: If luck climbs to the first level, you can enter another realm, the number of qi will be reset, and the fate will change; if the luck exceeds the first level, after this body goes to another world, it will be a youthful body and retain its full glory.)
"The fortune of the luck master has reached the first rank, and you can choose to enter another world at any time!!!"

Chen Zhuo glanced at the winding bloodstains, shook his saber, and the saber shrank his sleeves and disappeared.

He said to Wang Yaqiao lightly: "You and I just met by chance!"

Wang Yaqiao said excitedly and solemnly: "Although we met by chance, I have heard of Master Chen's name for a long time, and I admire him very much. Today, the students are willing to join Master Chen's family, and they will never regret it!"

There was a moment of trance in Chen Zhuo's eyes, these words sounded familiar, back then in the border of Guanzhong, there was also a beggar with a machete blocking the road and bowed to a person with his head, and this was the same scene.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Get up first."

Wang Yaqiao was delighted to hear this.

But when he glanced at the corpse on the ground again, his face suddenly became strange.

Fujita Zhai's corpse was severed, and at the same time the blood from the broken neck was gushing out, the pores all over his body were wide open, the essence and blood were overflowing, and the muscles were still twitching and contracting. After a few breaths, the effort seemed to be shortened, like a curled up prawn, the skin and flesh were rotten Like dead wood, the death condition is very strange.

Wang Yaqiao was surprised: "He is..."

Chen Zhuo's eyes were complicated. Ever since he practiced climate in that crypt, his mastery of himself has become more and more perfect, and he almost touched something special.

After pondering for a while, he said in a quiet and authentic tone: "Like the gods who practiced, there is a saying that heaven and man have five declines, three disasters and six disasters, our internal boxing also has this day."

The killing intent was gone, and the surrounding cicadas were singing again, and the birds were singing crisply.

In the luxuriant and lush forest, Wang Yaqiao listened in a daze, feeling mysterious, "Isn't that a fabricated statement in the novel?"

Chen Zhuo walked around the corpse a few times, bent down and stretched out his hand to touch the bones of Fujita Sai's body, after a little luck, they broke as brittle as dead wood.

"Things are written by people, some of them are just exaggerated and further deified. Many things are not groundless, and perhaps they can be traced back to the source after careful study; Neijiaquan has come so far, it can be regarded as 'sangong' ', is also the death of a martial artist."

He had already understood the details of the previous battle at Ganfengchi from Liu Yubai, but he had never understood the meaning of the energy that would last forever and never change until death. What a state.

But in that crypt, with the great weather, he seemed to suddenly understand a lot.

Although Ganfengchi's death condition was slightly different from that of Fujitasai's, in the final analysis it was the leakage of essence and blood.

Especially when he saw the secret secret formula, together with the "Tian Gang Jin" and "Earth Sha Gong", he naturally thought of "three disasters and six disasters" and "five declines of heaven and man". If everything in Journey to the West is different If there is true meaning, then perhaps the calamity on the road of practice should also correspond.

It is Sangong.

For master masters and masters, the energy and blood decline, life and death may be like ordinary people, but for master masters, the life and death of those who have mastered the mystery are no longer life and death, but "san kung fu".

Ganfengchi's essence is eternal, and his body has no leaks, so he is a great elixir.

As he himself said, he can still feel that he is getting old day by day, he has practiced meticulously, and he is aware of the changes in himself every second and every moment. This means that the days of "San Gong" are getting closer and closer.

Just like now, the breath is dead, the spirit of the whole body is rushing out, and the flesh is rotten, as dry as firewood.

Chen Zhuo was fascinated by it. Sometimes the lower the level of a person, the less he understands, the less he thinks, but when the weather is perfect, the higher the level, the more he understands, instead he feels an inexplicable fear.

The road ahead is unknown! ! !
But he is different from these warriors who are in the era of the decline of martial arts. He is more lucky and may have the opportunity to touch the ultimate state.

No, it must be possible! !

Seeing that there were still bloodstains on his chest, Wang Yaqiao couldn't help asking, "Master Chen, are your injuries all right?"

"It's okay!"

Chen Zhuo didn't even look at the incision on his chest, he raised his hand to wipe it, and passed his fingertips against the flesh, but the long and narrow wound was gone.

It is not healing, but temporary closure.

Now all five of his internal organs can be displaced to a certain extent in the chest and abdomen, and the vitals of his body have been greatly changed. This knife is only a skin trauma.

"This battle is not enjoyable enough. This old ghost underestimated the enemy. He didn't do his best. I took the lead. Otherwise, he would have to spend some effort. With his hands alone, he must have hidden murderous intentions."

Chen Zhuo seemed to be dissatisfied with the result of this battle. He secretly sent five disciples to other sects to steal their masters. They should have learned more than sword skills, but they didn't even hear the sound of punching and kicking. It was extremely aggrieved.

But now that the battle is over, the two of them turned back to catch up immediately.

When returning back, the Sino-Japanese dispute had come to an end, and Huo Yuanjia was fighting the Japanese team leader on the arena of the Martial Arts Field.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo came back alive, everyone felt relieved.

When the masters of the Japanese Judo Association saw Chen Zhuo, their pupils shrank slightly, their faces were all ugly, and their faces were ashen.

Fujita Sai is their master, and now he is dead in China, how can he be indifferent.

The expressions in the eyes of several people were dim at first, and then they got up one after another, with murderous intent gushing out of their bodies, facing each other with knives, as if they were fighting to the death, their eyes were red.

Chen Zhen, Liu Zhensheng and the students from the guild hall sensed the murderous intent, and they also confronted each other tit for tat, looking straight at them without avoiding them, they clenched their fists tightly, fighting with high spirits, if the other party really dared to make trouble in the audience, it would be courting their own death.

On the stage, the leader of the judo club was fighting with Huo Yuanjia's "Mizong Fist" with a pair of Tang hands. The spectators were excited and eager to watch the fight, cheering and applauding, but there was an undercurrent surging underneath, and swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Shang Yunxiang was a little disdainful, "A defeated general, how can you speak bravely!"

Just now, Zuo Zongsheng fought back against the Japanese kendo masters with only the one hundred catty sword; afterward, several masters invited them to fight, and Shang Yunxiang took the stage for a while, seeing the ability of Tongxuan. The villain who steals the teacher will naturally not take it seriously.

Besides, Shang Yunxiang is still a "martial idiot", seeing Chen Zhuo, his junior brother, walking in front of him, he held his breath in his heart, he didn't hold back any more, and the half-step Bengquan was brilliant, there is no match for him.

If it wasn't for the team leader calling for a fight with Huo Yuanjia, the entire army might be wiped out, all defeated by one person.

A middle-aged Japanese samurai stepped on clogs and walked over with a serious expression.

"Do you dare to leave your name?"

Chen Zhuo grinned, looking at his posture, he was planning to find his way back later.

"There are still masters in Japan?"

The judo students following behind couldn't help cursing angrily: "Baga! How dare you underestimate our big Japan..."

Chen Zhuo glanced coldly, the face of the person who spoke turned pale immediately, his mind was seized, as if he had been seriously injured.

The middle-aged samurai's facial features were rigid, he didn't see any joy or anger, he stretched out his hand to stop the indignant juniors behind him, looked at Chen Zhuo and said calmly: "Mr. Chen really deserves his reputation, but there are still a few people in our Great Japanese Empire who are not inferior to my teacher; my senior brother Fujita Takeshi He is also a peerless genius in the sect, he is still better than my teacher, today's revenge will be avenged in the future!"

These words are really remarkable.

The implication of the other party's words is that not only Fujitasai is a master of mysteries, but there are even stronger ones.

Whether this statement is true or not, Chen Zhuo didn't pay much attention to it. Shenzhou Lu was sinking, and his energy was exhausted. Under the calamity, it is not uncommon for a small island country to have a few masters.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, it's nothing more than a show.

Just as he was about to respond, he suddenly heard a childish voice next to his ear, "I don't need my father to go out, king to king, general to general, when I grow up, I will go to Japan to search for your so-called masters first."

Chen Zhuo looked back, and it was none other than Chen Baihu who was sitting with Huo Dongge.

This kid has a tight round face, clenched fists, staring eyes, like a young tiger that is about to pounce, but there is a bit of tiger-shaped essence hidden, and a bit of evil spirit overflowing.

Chen Zhen's eyebrows were cold, and he said sharply: "There is me."

The disciple of the guild hall said forcefully: "Yes, there are us!"

Zuo Zongsheng laughed, Shang Yunxiang laughed, and Chen Zhuo also laughed.

"What's the answer?"

he asks.

Just at this time, the winner was also decided on the stage.

A figure flew back and fell down, but still staggered and took a few steps before being supported by someone. It was the leader of the judo club, panting heavily, his face pale.

For this result, Chen Zhuo has sufficient confidence.

The Japanese team leader looked at the spectators around him, then took a deep look at Chen Zhuo and his party, with veins appearing on his forehead, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

"it is good!"

"Master Huo is mighty!"

"Master Huo is overbearing!"

……

Seeing the Japanese Judo Club coming with high spirits and leaving in a hurry, all the spectators were full of excitement and excitement. There were also foreigners applauding and applauding, and people from major newspapers were eager to write.

Standing in the corner, Chen Zhuo looked at the several masters surrounded by everyone, and smiled happily.

Although the ancestors are old, there are still latecomers.

He hadn't been this happy in years.

Looking back, in fact, a "Xia" is a Xia, neither big nor small, neither high nor low, and a Xia is not a one-man hero. He doesn't know if he has achieved it, but he believes he has seen it.

Even if it's just a witness or a bystander, that's enough! !
Chen Zhuo sighed: "I seem to see Master's in Brother Huo..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyelids trembled suddenly, and then he stood in place like a clay sculpture, not moving.

Gu Yu and Liang Chaoyun who were nearby suddenly trembled, and hurriedly turned their heads to look at Chen Zhuo. Under the illusion, the man in front of him seemed to fly away to the horizon in an instant, and his aura dissipated, as if he had died. He suddenly panicked and turned pale.

"Don't touch him yet!"

Shang Yunxiang also instantly sensed something wrong with Chen Zhuo, and asked everyone to leave temporarily with a solemn expression. After carefully looking at it, he couldn't hide his astonishment and smiled with relief: "He has realized it!"

Tongxuan has arrived.

　Today ends this volume, and there will be another chapter later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)