Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 25 Dad Wang: I have the advantage, I can win this wave! [New book, please recommend a ticket, ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a collection]

"What the hell is going on in my head! This black-robed man who laughs like a duck can't possibly be the incomprehensible eldest son of my family."

It's not that Father Wang doesn't like his eldest son, but that his eldest son has martial arts aptitude like him.

It's not that Dad Wang is bragging about himself, but if his eldest son is given another 20 years, Dad Wang doubts whether he can reach his current level.

Sometimes, such things as martial arts aptitude really cannot be denied.

Just like his two little ones, Father Wang never doubted that they might become "warriors".

But then again, the eldest son put aside his martial arts and so on, but he far surpassed himself in other aspects.

He also doesn't need Father Wang to worry about him.

After all, some people are willing to come and raise him.

Don't think that the inconspicuous eldest son secretly secretly stayed at Li Yuanzhu's house behind his back, and he didn't know about the things that other people did.

The old father was always... watching him silently.

Anyway, Father Wang felt that it would not be surprising that the eldest son would be directly divided into five equal parts one day.

In the future, let alone letting him help his younger siblings, Father Wang would be thankful if he didn't blow his own roof off.

"Wait, it's at this juncture, why am I still thinking about that incomprehensible son in my mind?"

Facts have proved that Wang Li is indeed Father Wang's seed.

At least, this kind of behavior of brainstorming and exuding spirit after a disagreement is really impossible for ordinary families to learn.

"Quack quack quack ~~" At the moment Father Wang was a little dazed, the voice of the black-robed people had already spread before everyone in the black robe arrived, and in the blink of an eye, they had already arrived in front of him.

Father Wang woke up instantly, and quickly put the extremely abnormal thoughts of "this guy looks like my son" behind him.

"Black Warrior?"

Father Wang asked tentatively, then stood up slowly.

The "Hunyuan internal force" roared violently in his body, stirring up small vortexes one after another on his clothes, like a spring pressed down to the limit, waiting for the moment of sudden explosion.

In fact, in the Dahan Federation, the category of "black warriors" is actually very wide.

Not only those warriors who believed in evil gods, worshiped evil spirits, transplanted savage blood, completely abandoned their own world, and devoted themselves to another world and another civilization for power.

For example, cultivating evil skills and devil skills, sacrificing blood with blood, etc., abandoning human principles, and even those warriors who break through the realm of martial arts at all costs and lose the moral integrity that a "human" should have are all directly attributed to The category of "black warrior".

The Dahan Federation has written regulations for a long time. If a black warrior is found, he can be killed immediately.Not only will he not bear any legal responsibility, but he will also be rewarded with real gold and silver from the Dahan Federation!

Just like what Dad Wang puts in front of him now, it is almost the "Yizhuan Baiyang Pill" that Wang's farmhouse has been worth for decades.As long as he can kill a black warrior, even if it's only at the warrior level, he can at least exchange for more than five!

But the instinct of biological evolution is unstoppable. Even though the Dahan Federation has been so strictly guarded, there are still an endless stream of warriors who join the ranks of "black warriors".

What's more, there is no absolute difference between "black warrior" and "warrior" in essence.

Without a very special method, sometimes you will never know whether the person you pass by on the street is a black warrior who has killed countless people and is inhumane.

But Father Wang can't confirm others, can't he confirm the man in black robe in front of him?

Although it was a question, in fact, no matter how the black-robed man on the opposite side answered, Father Wang already had affirmation of this "answer" in his heart.

After all, the news that I found a "black warrior" in the suburbs of Junshi City has been widely reported recently.

No matter how lonely Father Wang is, he got the information early on.

What's more, the black-robed man in front of him has no face to face others, and looks like an orphan at first glance. If he insists that he is not a "black warrior", who will believe it!

"Jie Jie Jie ~ Quack Quack..." Wang Li put on the black robe exchanged from the system, casually threw the sack he was carrying at his feet, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't know what a friend is: "Since you I have already seen it clearly, so I will say it openly, yes, I am a black warrior!"

"boom!"

In an instant, before Wang Li finished speaking, Dad Wang had already crossed three feet in one step, like a light hummingbird floating around in mid-air.

Then Father Wang's palm stretched out flat, but it was like a sword with a cold front, reflecting the sharp edge, and slashed straight towards Wang Li's neck.

Hunyuan internal force was clamoring endlessly between Father Wang's fingers, and there were bursts of ear-piercing sounds like ten thousand bees beeping in unison. It was the sound made by the extremely fast flow of internal force, rubbing and tearing the air!
Jingkong Swordsmanship - Hummingbird Style!

In his early years, Dad Wang studied at the "Jingkong Higher Vocational University", which ranks among the top 450 universities in the Dahan Federation, and is close to the seventh place in the [-]th place.

This university doesn't pay much attention to internal cultivation, but instead has made great achievements in external skills, especially various light and agile swordsmanship.

Jingkong swordsmanship, as the signature of this university, is naturally updated every year, and various new sword moves and sword styles are created and compiled into it.

The most profound martial arts education Father Wang has received in his life is all completed in this university. Even after 30 or [-] years, his every move is still full of "Jingkong Vocational College" "the taste of.

Even after several decades, his sword moves have become more and more old and spicy. Just taking the "hummingbird" style as an example, there is almost no flaw at all!

But what has no flaws is just Father Wang's sword moves, he himself is the biggest flaw.

Wang Li tried her best to lower her own strength, lest if she didn't pay attention, if she lightly pushed her finger down, she would kneel on the ground again and beg her father not to die soon.

But after thinking about it, Student Wang made a wrong step, tilted his head heavily backwards, and finally dodged this sword move that could almost cut off his own head in extreme embarrassment.

After missing a single stab, Father Wang took another step forward. His body was like a big roc spreading its wings. He made a sword art with his right hand and turned his wrist lightly. , the strong wind tightened in all directions, and completely enveloped Wang Li in it!
Jingkong swordsmanship - Jinpeng style!

In the sword circle opened by Father Wang, the sword art of the fingers changes continuously from front to back, from left to right, the sword light is like snow, and the cold light shoots out, sometimes it is like the claws of a roc, and sometimes it is like a rook's wings, it is dizzying and difficult to move. withstand.

Wang Li stretched out her fingers and moved her fingers repeatedly, tapping away Father Wang's palm, and seemed to be in a hurry and messy, before she broke free from Father Wang's sword move.

Seeing this, Father Wang immediately felt relieved, the black warrior in front of him seemed to be of the same level as himself as a warrior.

I have the advantage, I can win this wave! !

(End of this chapter)