in the edge

Chapter 448 Don’t want to fight

When Du Chengfeng came out of the kitchen, he happened to see the sturdy man holding a sword.

A rough man with a simple sword. The sturdy man was very capable of fighting at first glance. Judging from the way the opponent was holding the sword, Du Chengfeng even felt a faint tingling between his eyebrows - as if he was facing a straight sword. Pointing at himself like a sharp blade, this was a sign of danger.

Unlike those so-called evil spirit masters, this sturdy man is very strong.

Maybe even enough to fight him!

"you……"

He didn't pay attention to what happened, and didn't even ask what happened. The moment he saw the big man, Du Chengfeng's hand subconsciously touched his waist.

The dagger hidden in his belt is the Huangtian Cervical Sword. As long as he pulls it out, he can unleash all his firepower!

The burly man outside the door had obviously noticed something, and his posture moved silently. This seemingly undetectable movement was actually the instinct of the body that had experienced many battles - what the burly man had just faced. It's that young man, but at this moment, this sturdy man has completely adjusted his shooting angle. Just looking at the posture of his shoulders and elbows, he can already use the sword at any time!

When their skills have reached their level, they no longer need any extra words. The moment their eyes meet, the battle will begin!
But at this critical moment, Du Chengfeng's hand pressed down.

He could even understand this idea. After all, he was also at this stage. It was when he first gained power, and it was also when he was still struggling between the limits of life and death. Although he had power at that time, he still had He didn't know whether this power could protect him, so he had to kill, fight, and defeat powerful enemies one after another. At that time, he felt that this was the only way to be strong.

It is extremely difficult to cut through an iron whip without hurting anyone with one knife, but the harder it is to do, the more it proves the skill of this knife - even if Du Chengfeng slashes this knife himself, he will probably blow it. A few days, of course, this is talking about him before, as for him now...

If the other party is really a ferocious maniac, it would be more convenient to chop the young man away with the iron whip. You must know that the iron whip should not be pulled out from the young man's waist. If it gets even the slightest bit on it, The force will be transmitted to the young man in an instant - but the young man is still standing well, which means that the other party even deliberately thought of protecting the young man when he drew the knife.

He won't show off this kind of thing anymore.

As a person involved, it was difficult for Du Chengfeng to make an objective evaluation of his experience along the way, but when he saw a person who was similar to himself, Du Chengfeng was still a little embarrassed after all.

Such thoughts came to Du Chengfeng's mind.

It was precisely because of the uneasiness in his heart that he had to prove himself again and again and use facts to tell himself that he had become stronger and was no longer the person who couldn't even control his own life and death.

What's the point of showing off such a thing? It’s nothing more than wanting others to know, “Ah, I’m strong, have you all seen it?”, “Do you know I’m really strong?”, etc. Indeed, at certain stages of life, people will do this kind of thing There are needs, but he has already passed this stage.

The difficulty is no less than hitting a big rock with an egg in your hand. While the stone is smashed, the egg is not damaged at all.

He knew very well that he was indeed very strong.

This was not cowardice, he actually wanted to fight very much, but at the moment he was about to take action, he remembered the self-fulfilling prophecy that had seen a ghost - the old Feng Shui master insisted that the inn was too dangerous, and in the end Talking about himself to death, if he must meet everyone and think that the other person is an enemy, then how long will this kind of life continue?
Does he want to kill everyone he sees? How many people have to be killed?
"What's more, this matter..."

No one can really remember everything. Everyone is busy with their own things. The only one who truly feels all of this clearly is himself.

Whether he's showing off or not, he's very strong.

Just by glancing at the unknown boy, Du Chengfeng roughly understood what was going on.

Of course, in addition to this, the bigger reason may be to show off your skills.

But now it seems that besides himself, who really remembers this story of many battles?

"can not fight!"

Being able to cut marks on steel is one level. Strength and speed are indispensable. Being able to cut steel is another level. That is enough to prove the strength. However, being able to cut marks on steel without leaking even half of it is another level. The force acts on this young man, and this exquisite control of the force is far beyond what the previous two can compare with.

It's just that people in the world don't pay for their meals, and they want to pay the bill in some way that they think is pretending to be very capable - just like the knife marks on the iron whip on the young man's waist, he can cut such a sharp knife on the steel. It was enough to prove the superb swordsmanship of this sturdy man, and the best thing was that the nameless boy was still standing well.

This is enough to prove that the sturdy man in front of him actually has no ill intentions.

After fighting for a lifetime, to put it bluntly, I still fight for myself.

This feeling is like looking into a mirror, but what is reflected in the mirror is the young and confused version of myself.

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng's eyes couldn't help but soften when he looked at the burly man.

There was even a bit of compassion in his eyes.

"...What's that look in your eyes?"

It was at this time that the tall man frowned.

"What do you mean you're looking at me like that?"

"nothing."

Du Chengfeng came back to his senses, shook his head and laughed.

Maybe it was because he was getting a little older, but he actually started to reminisce about the past.

But right now, he really doesn't want to fight.

"Let's see, you are a man too, I'll treat you to this meal and dinner. Let's build a good relationship and make friends. If you think the taste is good, you can come here often in the future."

"you!"

Faced with Du Chengfeng's kindness, the tall man became furious!
Although this is what he originally wanted, he showed off his knife skills, the store also invited him to have dinner and food, and he didn't spend any money. Everyone can be regarded as a guest and a host - but this is an ideal situation. The result was that it made this sturdy man furious!
Just because the person in front of him really made him feel sick to his stomach.

The person dressed as a cook in front of him couldn't tell the difference. When he came out, he looked like a master, but when he looked closer, he looked like an ordinary person with no fighting power. This alone made him quite uncomfortable because he couldn't judge accurately. He was tired of it, but what annoyed him the most was the way the other person looked at him.

What does that look mean?
Is this pity for him? Are you treating him like a street beggar? You don’t accept any money, just send it away in a few words?

"……Come."

Taking a deep breath, the sturdy man raised his blade and pointed it at the cook in front of him.

"Didn't you just want to take action? I'll give you a chance."

"Do it? Did you see it wrong?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but blush. He didn't expect that his subconscious actions would be caught by the other party. But if you ask him to admit it at this moment, it is absolutely impossible for him to admit it. After all, he no longer wants to fight, so there is no reason for another dispute - just treat it as a misunderstanding and pass it off. It is just a small action that cannot be traced. How to explain it? It's okay, as long as it doesn't start a fight.

After all, it's really boring to kill everyone.

It’s not that it’s time to repay grievances, but that the joy of life is not just to kill people. Just like now, he still has a pot sitting on the stove. If this pot of soup can be cooked quickly, then he will be happy again at night—— After these few days of practice, he has been able to successfully stop thinking about killing people. As long as he has no opponent in his mind, he will not encounter an opponent physically.

After understanding this level, Du Chengfeng felt that his understanding of mental power had gone a step further. He had gone astray in his previous fights all the way, but now this was the correct use of mental power.

"Anyway... let's end it here, or are you planning to add another dish?"

Du Chengfeng scratched his head embarrassedly.

"There happens to be soup in it. How about I order another bowl of noodles? Let me tell you about my craftsmanship..."

"...You still dare to curse?"

The sturdy man became more and more angry, and raised the sword in his hand high.

This is a bit of nitpicking. After all, the cook in front of him actually made it very clear that he was serving a bowl of noodles, rather than using any ambiguous term - but the burly man could no longer care about this, or maybe He said that he simply wanted to find a reason to take action.

Recalling the scene where their eyes met when they first met, the sturdy man could be sure that this cook was really a master, but he didn't know how to hide his ability - if the other person was just an ordinary cook, then today's Maybe the matter can really be settled. After all, even if the other party really has any mercy on him, it is only for those who don't know.

But the other party is a master, so that's a different story.

If you are a master, you should understand the subtlety of his sword. Knowing that he kept this sword, you deliberately stood up and offered him food and wine. This simply showed that the carriage and horse were having a shady relationship with him, and that pitiful look in his eyes. ...Since everyone is a master of their own abilities, what does it mean to still show that kind of look?
Do you look down on him? Deliberately disgusting him?
Or do you simply think that he is so unqualified that he doesn't even bother to accompany him in a fight?

"……never mind."

Taking another deep breath, the sturdy man had already adjusted his mentality.

Raising an army out of anger is a stupid behavior. Killing people just because they are angry is no different from those so-called evil spirit masters.

What he pursues is fighting.

What he pursues is power itself.

"Anyway, no need to pretend anymore."

The sword that was raised high fell down, and the tip of the sword hung on the ground.

"Maybe these ordinary people can't see what you are capable of, but I can... don't look at me with that disgusting look. Since you have reached this point, you should be able to understand what people like us need. What is it?”

Saying this, the tall man raised his head and looked into the cook's eyes.

"Now that we have met, don't waste this fate, let's have a fight, right here, or you can find a place... If I die, you will take everything I have, and if you die, I will also take Keep going with everything you have.”

"...Brother, you may have some misunderstanding."

Facing the burly man's declaration of war, Du Chengfeng didn't know what to say for a while.

"I'm just a cook, just cooking a few dishes here. I don't mean to fight with you. I still have a pot sitting on the stove... Otherwise, if you really want to fight, can I give up? I really can’t beat you.”

"..."

The sturdy man remained silent, but the sword in his hand was pointed at the so-called cook again.

Although in theory, it is indeed stupid to raise an army out of anger, but now he is really too angry - what does it mean to admit defeat? What do you mean you can't beat him? How much do you look down on him if you say you can't beat him without even fighting?
This cook, this bitch, do you really not want to fight with him? Is his ability so unsightly?

"Om-"

The simple long knife turned into a streak of light and went straight to the cook's neck.

He answered with action.

There is no need to talk nonsense anymore. He is going to chop this bitch with a knife today, this sinister beast, this bitch who talks about mother-in-law... If he doesn't chop the cook with a knife today, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep at night. Be practical!
"drink!"

The light of the sword arrived first, followed by the loud shouts of the sword being drawn out.

This is a knife he used with all his strength, this is his incomparable knife. This knife will definitely kill the cook. This beast doesn't even have room to escape - just because this knife is aimed at more than just the cook in front of him. At the same time, there is also the entire inn behind this cook!

If the cook dares to hide, the inn behind will be turned into powder under this knife!

He wanted to see if this bitch who kept saying he didn't want to be beaten, and this bitch who kept saying he was just a cook, would hide again, and would he continue to be weird with him!

However, at this moment, the tall man suddenly heard a sigh.

"I said there was a pot sitting on the stove..."

The sigh lingered in the ears of the burly man, but it always made him feel as if something was wrong - just because the time it took to say this sentence was too long, long enough for him to chop dozens of times in succession. Hundreds of swords!

But now, he just made a chop.

It's just a knife, why...

"……Um?"

It was at this time that the sturdy man realized that he had already started to fly.

"I told you I don't want to fight you, but you're still here."

The huge fist instantly filled the sight of the sturdy man.

"You can't understand people, can you?"

(End of this chapter)