in the edge

Chapter 416 New technology, new playing methods

The night covered up all the sins, and the sun still rose the next day.

Just like people in the town get up early in the morning to wash and work, the free fighting competition is also being staged in the backyard of the inn as usual - this is a four-to-two battle, and only the winner can get the qualification to grind.

At the beginning, the two sides were obviously divided into two teams. Wang Tonggong and Hu Sanbian, who came first, were in one team, and Beidou and Su Youfang, who came later, were in one team. It was precisely because of the comparison. It was late and failed to pull the grinding. It was difficult for the late comers to beat the first comers in daily free fighting, which also made it more difficult for the two latecomers to compete for the right to grind.

Just like the world itself, the weak will only become weaker and weaker, while the strong will become stronger and stronger.

However, in the past two days, things suddenly happened and some changes occurred.

"Wang Tonggong! You beast!"

The old liar Hu Sanbian jumped on his feet and cursed in the street.

"You actually rebelled!"

"What is rebellion? I'm just helping the weak."

"You beast!"

"That's good. If you don't work hard, nothing will happen."

But before they could throw a few punches, their bodies froze in place.

"How dare you use my qualification as a grinder as a favor?"

Thanks to him fighting for so long, he could only use the most primitive strength to suppress, without summarizing any fighting style. This is really embarrassing.

"Keep fighting! Don't stop!"

And if he looked closely, he really gained something. For example, the two people fighting in front of him, although they are still a little immature in terms of strength, they are not lacking in the delicacy of their techniques, and their combat ideas are extremely clear. Even compared to Du Chengfeng himself, he has to be more understanding.

While grabbing Hu Sanbian's beard and slapping him, Wang Tonggong shouted excitedly.

"But you, you still have the nerve to talk about me? Do you think I didn't hear the two of you chatting in the middle of the night?"

Hu Sanbian sneered.

Seeing that Hu Sanbian actually accused him of accepting bribes, Wang Tonggong immediately became anxious.

Hu Sanbian also grabbed it, but his hand was empty.

Su Youfang and Beidou have also been fighting together, but their fighting style is more regular - although they are both masters of evil spirits, their own techniques do not come from evil spirits, so even if they are defeated Even if they surrendered their weapons, it would not prevent them from using their original techniques to fight.

After a moment of silence, the backyard free fighting competition resumed its schedule once again.

Wang Tonggong sneered.

"It still lacks a bit of a personal touch."

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng turned his head and looked at the battle on the other side.

"You don't have to look at me like that. I am also a kind person. This good brother Su Youfang doesn't even care about his image, so I have to let him experience it no matter what... I am also a good person, and I also want to be rewarded."

"...We are exchanging knowledge about the world."

"You have the nerve to accuse me of exchanging my qualifications for grinding for sword manuals?"

It can't be said that he has no ideas at all. His style of play is actually more inclined to adapt to changes. After all, he doesn't know what kind of enemies he will encounter. Naturally, he will only launch targeted special attacks after seeing the enemy - of course, as As his power gradually grew stronger, his flexibility in adapting to changes gradually turned into overwhelming him with absolute force. But how can I say this...

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"Brother Beidou, how long have you been looking at it? Let him pull it for a while...what? You mean the sword manual of the Seven Star Sword of the Big Dipper? I'm so kind, so what's the point of getting some good rewards?"

"One is mainly focused on defensive counterattacks, tripping up opponents and then sneak attacks, while the other is more... deflection-oriented?"

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Of course, Hu Sanbian and Wang Tonggong were both very aware, and they quickly realized that continuing like this was not an option - if they wanted to hit each other, they had to change the rhythm of the circle.

Hu San's expression remained unchanged after being called out on his private matter.

Seeing that these people stopped fighting, Du Chengfeng, who was cutting meat in the kitchen, immediately slapped his kitchen knife.

Wang Tonggong scratched his head in embarrassment.

Compared to the traditional fighting styles of Su Youfang and Beidou, the fighting styles of Hu Sanbian and Wang Tonggong were even more different. The two of them were going back and forth, and they were actually going around in circles facing each other. After walking around for a long time, no one could hit anyone.

Du Chengfeng scratched his head.

At this point, there is no need to talk about it. Both sides have their own interests, and no one is willing to give in. As the saying goes, it is not enough to talk about speculation. If a few sentences fail to hit the point, the two sides will take action as a matter of course, but it is less favorable than the previous one. In terms of the battle, this time the two teams were evenly matched.

Du Chengfeng blushed and felt a little ashamed.

"After all, my combat ideas...are basically the same as having no ideas at all?"

"..."

In the back kitchen of the inn, Du Chengfeng watched the battle between Beidou and Su Youfang with great interest. He had always fought with others by himself. It was relatively rare to watch other people's battles like this.

Just because they all felt that there was a line of sight in the direction of the back kitchen of the inn, staring at them.

"What did I say! You can really learn skills here!"

Young Wang Tonggong has no beard, which is now a huge advantage.

If one person changes the rhythm, the two people will indeed collide.

"Look! This is the actual combat stage!"

But the problem is, these two people changed their rhythm at the same time.

So, after the two of them changed directions at the same time, the battle once again became a two-man battle.

"What are you doing! I'm going to vomit!"

Du Chengfeng was almost dizzy. What did these two people mean by spiraling around?
"Change it! Change it!"

"This……"

The four people who were fighting stopped.

Facing the penetrating gaze in the kitchen, the four evil spirit masters had to switch opponents and returned to the familiar configuration of veterans fighting newbies.

As for Du Chengfeng, he finally saw some clues.

Su Youfang, who is good at defensive counterattacks, is a sure thing in Du Chengfeng's opinion. After all, Wang Tonggong has attacked him before. He can be sure that this kid's combat ideas are actually not that clear, compared to Su Youfang's. It's worse.

But what Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that right in front of him, Wang Tonggong was suppressing Su Youfang the whole time.

Su Youfang's idea is indeed very good. He deliberately exposed the gap as a trap to lure the opponent to attack and launch a fierce counterattack. However, this routine did not work at all for Wang Tonggong - Wang Tonggong's feet were twisted like a pull. Turning in a circle as steadily as grinding, completely ignoring the opportunities Su Youfang provided for his shots, he focused on one: you hit yours, and I hit mine.

Doing this made Su Youfang very confused. After just a moment, he was knocked to the ground and could no longer stand up.

"I always feel like something is missing..."

Du Chengfeng's attention turned to another game.

When Hu Sanbian fights Beidou, Du Chengfeng has no judgment. After all, he has never fought against these two people - maybe he has had a fight with Hu Sanbian, but it was just him who punched the old man. If he was let go, the other party would have no chance to show off his talent. "Theoretically speaking, the old man should lose."

Du Chengfeng probably made a prediction.

It is said that fists are afraid of young men, and sticks are afraid of old men. If both sides use weapons, Hu Sanbian may be able to gain some advantages with his experience. But now both sides are facing the enemy with bare hands. Hu Sanbian, with his old arms and legs, may not be able to do it. He can beat Beidou, who looks young and strong at first glance.

But right in Du Chengfeng's sight, the old Hu Sanbian showed amazing explosive power.

This doesn't even look like explosive force, but some kind of more delicate force-generating logic. I saw that Beidou's fist was spiraling, and it was as terrifying as a spear or even an electric drill - but it was such a fierce fist that hit When Hu Sanbian was on his shoulders, Hu Sanbian twisted his body and lost more than 50% of the force.

The force that was removed would not disappear in thin air, and Hu Sanbian would not fail to fight back after being beaten. So Hu Sanbian, who was hit on the left shoulder, just turned around and hit Beidou's head horizontally with his right elbow.

In just this moment, the battle was decided. Beidou, who suffered a heavy blow to the head, fainted on the spot and rested for a while before he recovered.

"So that's it..."

Du Chengfeng, who withdrew his gaze, nodded secretly.

He didn't care who was pulling the strings in the backyard. What really concerned him was the martial arts displayed by these people.

And now, after observing the playing styles of these four people, he finally saw some tricks.

"This is the power of rotation..."

Du Chengfeng made some gestures.

The power of rotation can be expressed in several forms. One is shown by Wang Tonggong, who can turn his own without interference from the outside world. The other is shown by Beidou, who tightens his arms to make the power stronger. Solidity, in the end, is what Hu Sanbian showed, actively absorbing attacks from the outside world and turning them into part of his own strength.

"It's interesting."

Du Chengfeng became interested. This was much more interesting than simply crushing him with strength.

Tightening the spiral makes the strength more solid. If this idea is used to make the body smaller, it may be very helpful. The point of absorbing external attacks also has some meaning of borrowing strength. As for turning one's own ... Du Chengfeng hasn't figured out how to use this yet, but this thing seems to be of some use.

"New power!"

Du Chengfeng was overjoyed.

He originally just wanted to learn how to cook. Who would have thought that the answer to the breakthrough direction problem that has troubled him for so long would be found at this time?
but……

"Is this really an accident?"

Du Chengfeng sat back again.

Yes, just like what he thought a few days ago, he originally thought that all this was just a coincidence. It was just his own whim and wanted to learn about local cuisine. But the facts also proved that this may not be the case. He was more like It was caught in something spiraling, and it seemed like it was caught in a whirlpool on the bottom of the sea.

It was the mysterious attraction that kept him here, and that attraction even continued to strengthen, binding him deeper and deeper to this place.

"Just like now, I should have left long ago."

Du Chengfeng patted his head, waking up from a dream.

This is indeed the case. Even if you have to learn cooking, an old man in charge of the inn can know a few dishes. He has already learned all the skills of the old man. The reason why he chooses to stay now is, on the one hand, Because of the inertia of life, and on the other hand, if he leaves, there will be only an old man and a child left in this inn, and these two people will be really lonely and helpless.

So it doesn't matter if he stays here for two more days. This is just a trivial matter to him.

At least it seems like a trivial matter.

But now, this is no longer a trivial matter.

He has already felt the spiraling gravity, the unconscious force that is guiding him, as if he is trying to put down roots here - after all, this Sanshan Town seems so suitable for life, so peaceful. The life was exactly what he wanted.

However, it was too deliberate.

This guidance is really too deliberate.

"I'm sure I'm not holding anything back."

Du Chengfeng subconsciously looked at his right palm.

He still remembered the two ink stains on his right palm yesterday.

The life here is indeed peaceful and peaceful, but the two ink stains make the tranquility a bit more eerie - since the swallows that symbolize good luck can be fake, then is there something else in this town? Fake?

"Are you fake?"

Seeing the young man carrying an iron whip running in, Du Chengfeng casually pulled his face.

"Come, let me see."

"Be gentle! Your neck is about to break!"

The young man was so shocked that he thought his head would be ripped off.

"I know I was wrong! I will never play in a mass grave again!"

"Huh? Is there still such a thing?"

Du Chengfeng didn't expect that this child would actually confess.

But he doesn't care too much about this little thing. After all, this child is here at this age. When a teenager is full of dreams of being a hero, he is naturally willing to make more friends with wealthy people in the world. It was nothing to Du Chengfeng.

As long as he doesn't follow those gangsters and learn to do bad things, this is Du Chengfeng's only request.

"I won't go, I really won't go."

The young man shook his head repeatedly.

"I just wanted to say this when I ran back... You don't know, two people died in the mass grave today."

"Oh, hey, what's the big deal?"

Du Chengfeng still looked nonchalant.

"Isn't it just that two people died? These Jianghu people attack each other every day. Isn't it normal for two people to die?"

"...It's actually not normal."

The boy's mouth twitched before he continued.

"You also know that there are ten shacks built over there, right? Every day, people rent them and say they want to feel the evil spirit... Just, over there in the mass graves, people are actually not allowed to use force, do you understand what I mean?"

"Understand."

Du Chengfeng nodded to express his understanding.

He still knows the unspoken rules.

"But it's a place like this. This morning, someone carried two dead people out of the shack."

Speaking of this, the young man seemed to have remembered something terrible and was sweating profusely.

"They were all skinned."

(End of this chapter)