undead warrior

Chapter 49

"you wanna die……"

With a roar of fury, a burly man in heavy armor and holding a mace jumped onto the ring. He was a lot taller than Mo Wentian, staring at him with eyes the size of copper bells.

"Chemical Weapons Level [-] Zhao Kuo vs. Chemical Weapons..."

Superintendent Wang’s words were unremarkable, but he was secretly delighted. It would be great for Mo Wentian to evolve into martial arts at such a young age. He would definitely not be able to beat Zhao Kuo in a desperate fight, but he found that he didn’t know Mo Wentian’s true cultivation. Turning to look at him and asking.

"What is your cultivation base?"

There is nothing to hide, Mo Wen told the truth, "Chemical weapons are two layers."

"hiss……"

People thought he was on the first floor of Huawu, but unexpectedly, he was on the second floor. There was a sound of gasping, and the 17-year-old Huawu was on the second floor, which was too scary.

But even so, many people still don't think highly of him. You must know that Zhao Kuo is on the fourth level of chemical weapons. He has more profound power in his body, which means that he has greater power and faster speed.Moreover, Zhao Kuo was born with divine power, otherwise he wouldn't know how to use heavy weapons, so Mo Wentian was a bit dangerous.

"Life and death in the arena are life and death, but you two are classmates, you have to respect and love each other, and you must stop."

The opening remark, neither salty nor bland, came from Wang Ducha's mouth. He jumped off the ring and watched with a coffin face.

"what!"

A loud shout came from Zhao Kuo's mouth, and he stomped his feet to the ground, swinging the hammer in his hand, as if he was about to pounce.

He didn't buy a new chain, so Mo Wentian just rushed forward with the Time Knife in his hand without fear.

"die..."

With a loud roar, the hammer with the size of a skull fell directly, and Mo Wentian's footsteps moved in a daze, and even reached his side in an instant.

Lost step?
Superintendent Wang was a little puzzled, it was the footwork taught by Ling Xiaozong himself, don't ask why!
It is indeed a lost step, but Mo Wentian made changes to make it more suitable for him. The footwork is less elegant and more weird.

With one hammer smashing into the air, Zhao Kuo swung the hammer and swept across. Golden profound energy radiated from the hammer, and the nails pierced like the fangs of an evil beast.

Mo Wentian leaped into the air to avoid the impact, Zhao Kuo was overjoyed, and rushed towards him brutally, but saw the smile on the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth.

not good!

Zhao Kuo stopped abruptly and retreated. Mo Wentian kicked in the air, flipped over deftly, and slashed with his knife head down.

"Crack!"

A severed head, but not Zhao Kuo's head, but a mace in his hand, the head of the hammer fell off, leaving only the hammer shaft as thick as a child's wrist in his hand, which turned into a metal stick.

Zhao Kuo was startled, the metal rod hit his head, and Mo Wentian dexterously turned his body around and quickly backed away to dodge.

In an instant, he rushed back again, Zhao Kuo could only wield a metal stick to fight, regretting that the hammer handle did not use the best metal when making weapons.

"what!"

It was too late to regret, with a short scream, the two of them passed by, one arm flew out, and the heavy helmet could not stop the sharpness of the Suiyue knife.

Losing an arm, Zhao Kuo didn't look back, and rushed towards the edge of the ring. What he was thinking about now was how to save his life. As long as he jumped off, Mo Wentian would not be able to chase him down.

"what……"

This time there was a long scream, Mo Wentian was not slow, he caught up and stabbed him in the lower back with the knife point coming out from the lower abdomen.

People saw the bloody scene, Mo Wentian deliberately twisted the handle of the knife, and as the blade turned, it shredded his intestines.What's more, he saw a terrifying scene. Wrinkles began to appear on Zhao Kuo's face, his skin was slack, and he fell to his knees weakly.

Sucking away Zhao Kuo's vitality, Mo Wentian slowly drew out the Time Knife. People are used to seeing life and death, but they still feel shuddering after such a death.

"Bastard, he has no strength to fight back, why does he want to kill him?"

Inspector Wang didn't like Mo Wentian, Zhao Kuo lost his value when he lost an arm.

"Can you say that again?"

Mo Wentian tilted his head and looked at him, Director Wang remembered the words 'kill your whole family', swallowed and dared not reprimand him, but he couldn't bear it in front of many students, he was so depressed, he regretted talking so much!

Even the inspector Wang dared to provoke Mo Wentian, but the famously narrow-minded inspector Wang tolerated it, and many students were even more convinced by Mo Wentian.But some people are not convinced, but Mo Wentian is a newcomer, and he fought again, so he can't be challenged, so he can only wait for the next ranking match.

Mo Wentian took Zhao Kuo's storage ring, put away the armor and the broken mace, and then jumped off the ring.He opened the storage ring and took a look inside. He didn't have a lot of money, and it was probably used to buy weapons and armor. He took out a key, saw 99 written on it, and smiled.

Ignoring other people's competitions, I went straight to the loft of No. 99. I was very satisfied with the two-story building and the surrounding environment. This is what home looks like.

"Hurry up, if he comes back and finds out, we will die!"

"It's okay, he will probably watch the qualifying games all night, and he won't come back. Baby, I miss you so much."

Use the key to open the locked door and enter, and there is a conversation between a man and a woman on the second floor, making Mo Wentian dumbfounded.That guy Zhao Kuo has fallen into the ring, but his woman cuckolded him at home. If he knew, he would die even more.

Going straight upstairs, men and women's clothes were scattered all the way in the corridor. When I entered the bedroom, I saw two people rolling on the big bed. They swung their knives without hesitation and slashed.

Close the bedroom door and look at the rooms, getting more and more satisfied.There are more than ten rooms upstairs and downstairs, bedrooms, living rooms, study rooms, servant rooms, kitchens, bathrooms, and toilets. The furniture is also ready-made, which is much better than the previous home.

Going downstairs to the living room, he took out Zhao Kuo's storage ring again, poured out all the contents, threw the useless ones aside, and put away the useful ones.He took off a necklace from his neck, and there were nearly four storage rings hanging on it, all of which were his trophies, and Zhao Kuo's storage ring was also hung on it.Go out, go home!

After leaving the academy, the originally dense crowd had dispersed, only some servants of the new students were waiting.

Since he didn't see the Velociraptor, it is estimated that Yun'er and Mo Shidie had already returned, and he was walking on the street.

"Brother, I'm here..."

When passing by a restaurant, there was a call from the second floor, and Yun'er waved cheerfully in front of a window.Feeling really hungry, Mo Wentian stepped into the restaurant.

He was taken aback when he entered the private room, not only Yun'er and Mo Shidie were there, but also a person who never expected, Wan Nujiao, the supervisor of Wancaotang!

Wan Nujiao had a smile on her face, but Mo Wentian's face sank. This woman took the initiative to approach her for a purpose, but she even dared to approach Yun'er on purpose.

Seeing Mo Wentian's displeasure, Yun'er quickly explained, "Brother, I was assassinated, and she saved me!"

Mo Wentian's eyes immediately flashed a fierce light, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, Sister Wan caught him and sent him to the prison in the city."

"Thank you!"

Mo Wentian bowed down to thank Wan Nujiao, but the other party wanted to say some polite words, so he turned and walked out.

"Brother, wait for me..."

Yun'er and Mo Shidie also chased after her, and Wan Nujiao found helplessly that she and a table of good dishes were not attractive at all!

Quickly got up to follow, Mo Shidie led the Velociraptor from the backyard, Yun'er sat in Mo Wentian's arms, Mo Shidie sat behind him, and the three headed towards the prison.

Wan Nujiao could only watch them leave, there was no place for her on the Velociraptor, so she couldn't run to follow, that would be too disrespectful, she could only stomp her feet and wait for her subordinates to get the carriage.

The prison in Evil Corpse City was heavily guarded, and the Velociraptor charged violently, startling the guards.They recognized the murderous Mo Wentian above, and one of them asked his companion.

"Which of you messed with my little ancestor?"

The rest of the people shook their heads in unison, who would dare to provoke the murderous Mo Wentian now.

"It's probably for the prisoners brought in before the interrogation."

Someone reminded him that the Mo family, who works in the prison and just came to change shifts, wiped off his sweat, as long as he didn't provoke him, he quickly greeted him with a smile.

"Little ancestor, why are you here?"

Listening to his tone like his own family, Mo Wentian jumped off the Velociraptor, "Someone assassinated Yun'er, I heard that they were captured, take me to see."

Only then did the Mo family know what happened. It was not a trivial matter to assassinate the Mo family in Evil Corpse City, so they hurriedly took Mo Wentian inside.

"This is against the rules, in case the city lord asks..."

The prison is not under the care of the Mo family, but the Mo family is on duty. A person with a foreign surname approached and whispered a reminder, and the Mo family stared, "Stop it if you have the ability!"

Who dares to stop the reminded person shrinking his neck!
After passing through a series of gates, one enters the interior of the prison, which is dark and damp, infested with rats and ants, and exudes a musty smell.

There are many cells, but there are not many prisoners, so a jailer took the initiative to explain.

"Once in a while, some traffickers come to buy the prisoners as miners, so there are fewer people."

"There are some relatives of the prisoner who offered money to redeem him, right?"

Mo Wentian pointed it out directly, but the other party laughed dryly and didn't say much. The enforcement of the laws of the Western Wilderness is very weak, which is normal.

Everyone stopped in front of a cell door. In the cell, a prisoner wearing ordinary linen clothes sat on the ground with his head bowed. He didn't respond to anyone coming.

"Open the door!"

Following Mo Wentian's whispers, someone hurriedly opened the door, and he stepped in.

Before the prisoner moved, a jailer approached in dissatisfaction and kicked him.

"Bold, don't kneel down yet!"

The prisoner fell to the ground in response, but his whole body was stiff, his face turned livid, he had already bled to death from his seven orifices, the blood was black and smelly, it should be poisoned.

"What happened? Who approached him?"

The guards of Mo's family knew all too well the dirty things in the prison, so there must be someone with money and money to send poison for people to ward off disasters.

"No, no one is really close!"

The jailer guarding inside explained loudly that his body was like sifting chaff, and he was terrified.When Mo Wentian looked over, he immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Mo Wentian strode up to the corpse and reached out to pinch his chin.

"Boom!"

With the sound of toothache, the clenched teeth were opened, and someone brought an oil lamp to light it. He looked into his mouth and stood up and said.

"I don't blame you. This man committed suicide with a poison sac hidden in his mouth. Help me take off his clothes and see if there are any special marks on his body."

This kind of method is only used by the dead. Mo Wentian has seen it before. The jailers hurriedly stripped off their clothes, but they didn't see any special marks.When someone saw the dead body's palms clenched, squatted down and opened the palms, a grimace tattoo appeared.

"Look, little ancestor!"

The jailer of Mo's family shouted excitedly, having discovered it was an explanation. Mo Wentian saw the grimace tattoo on his palm, and the corners of his eyes twitched, he recognized it.

"Why does the Ghost Shadow Alliance still exist!" I sighed in my heart, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)