I Can Extract My Identity and Join the Death Game

This time it wasn't a duel in the arena, and Zhao Yeshou didn't have any reason not to wear an exoskeleton when he knew they were coming for trouble.

Could it be that "that" messenger destroyed them as well?

Bai Kaishan couldn't help but be overjoyed. Although he had other plans, he didn't mean to die here.

Although Zhao Yesui was completely incapable of sword skills, Bai Kaishan didn't know this. Generally speaking, if you can control the sword with qi, then it will naturally become everyone in swordsmanship, and if a swordsman wearing an exoskeleton wants to take away a few backs before dying, then But it's easy.

Seeing Zhao Yesao sitting quietly in a wheelchair, and there was not even a weapon beside the wheelchair, Bai Kaishan's tone became a little louder: "Master Su, we are only here to discuss this time, and we have not communicated with him. What you mean by conflict, you see, we have the greatest sincerity without weapons."

"Just for an explanation? Sincerity?"

Zhao Yeshou smiled noncommittally and said, "Is it because of the 'rules'? Now you have the righteousness, but if you use any contraband to kill me, it will also violate the 'rules', so that you have so far tried to keep me in the dark. All efforts to legally kill will be in vain, and the human and material resources expended to do this will be meaningless, so your employer should not give you a good face, right? "

"Do you think so, Master Bai?"

Chapter 14 Can't cut people without a sword in hand?

Bai Kaishan's expression remained the same, but the disciples behind him were a little commotion.

A disciple asked Bai Kaishan in shock and doubt: "Master, have you accepted the entrustment of others?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't." Bai Kaishan snorted coldly and said, "Be careful of losing your head."

Zhao Yecang watched this scene with interest, and said, "Hey, it seems that you, Master Bai, didn't tell your disciples that you were working for others. Why bother, it's not ashamed to work."

"It has nothing to do with you." Bai Kaishan glanced at the disciples, and the disciples were all smart people. Naturally, they knew the truth of one prosper and one loss, so they quickly calmed down and agreed to the outside world.

"Master Su doesn't have to mess around anymore. Today, I'm here to ask for an explanation."

"Then, what do you guys want to say?" Zhao Ye spread his hands and said, "It's agreed in advance, I've sold this martial arts hall, but the money hasn't come in yet, you can move it if you see it. It's time to follow up with the clearing house and settle accounts."

"You killed my beloved disciple, are you planning to use money to do things?" Bai Kaishan looked righteous, and by the way, gave a big mouth to the disciple who was a little moved, and then said: "Jianghu According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, if you kill my apprentice during the competition, then you will have to bleed three liters to pay off the crime."

Three liters, that is, three thousand milliliters. The total blood volume of an adult man is only about five thousand milliliters. Losing so much blood at one time is no different from losing his life.

"In other words, is the pavilion master wanting me to pay for my life?" Zhao Yeshou said calmly: "Or, you have already called the doctor, and you will give it back to me after I have finished bleeding?"

No one responded, but the mocking look on the other side already explained everything.

Sure enough, after so much trouble, I still want my life in the end.

Zhao Yeshao sighed lightly and said, "What if I say no?"

Bai Kaishan's eyes suddenly became sharp, he opened his fist, and said, "Then I can only personally take action to make you apologize!"

The disciples scattered one after another, and surrounded Zhao Yeshou in a fan shape, but no one dared to take the lead. After all, Chen Wu's body was still lying behind.

Although he knew that Zhao Yesui couldn't make attacks of that level in succession, the first person to rush up would definitely have to take a shot, so the situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

Zhao Yesui quietly watched the people on the opposite side, among which Bai Kaishan was the most conspicuous. Maybe his martial virtues did fail, but when he took up his stance, the surging qi and blood burned like a torch, and it was daunting just to watch.

Those with blood and energy can ward off ghosts and gods.

To put it simply, it is not enough to make money, so you have to pay more.

The black fog currently possessed by Zhao Yesui alone is not enough to directly kill such an elite leader.

The role of the exoskeleton device is to help the weak rather than strengthen it. In the case of this congenital defect, it is impossible to raise Zhao Yesao's six dimensions to the level of a martial arts master like Bai Kaishan, let alone It is said that there is such a decisive difference in martial arts between the two.

And after the other party has learned of the existence of Jianwan, it is impossible to rely on it to kill Bai Kaishan, let alone there are fifteen other young and strong men on the opposite side.

So, Zhao Yesui came up with a crazy idea, which is why he didn't wear an exoskeleton, didn't wear a sword, and meditated under the plaque.

During the years that Zhao Yesui and Heiwu were with him, he only found two ways to supplement the black fog. One is to replenish it naturally with the passage of time, and the other is to personally deprive life without using black fog, especially human life.

The current situation seems desperate, but if it is due to Guo Suoyin, it is not impossible to solve it.

Since the black fog is not enough to kill Bai Kaishan, as long as you kill Bai Kaishan by other methods, and then use the supplementary black fog to arrange his disciples, won't you be done?

Although this may seem like the fallacy of "graduating from Karazhan and playing Karazhan", if you think about it carefully, it is indeed the only way that seems feasible.

- Mainly because no other way works.

So Zhao Yesui sat quietly in the wheelchair, staring at the crowd of eyes on the opposite side, one thought after another emerged and passed.

"Inspiration, if you only understand it literally, has many interpretations, but the most appropriate one should refer to the sudden inspiration, or the sudden acquisition of the wonderful ability."

"And the name of the inspiration I got is 'Ten Years of Solitude'. If nothing else, it should refer to Su Mingyuan's experience in the past ten years."

So, to activate this inspiration, what needs to be done is obvious.

On the other side, Bai Kaishan saw that Zhao Yeshou did not move for a long time, frowned slightly, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!"

The disciples shouted in unison as if they had rehearsed many times, "Pay your life!"

"Murder!" "Murder!" "Murder!" "Murder!" "Murder!" "Murder!"

The sound became louder and louder, and the shouts could be heard even outside the martial arts hall.

The enemy's arrogance is high. If it is a person who is not firm in mind, he would have lost his position under such coercion. For Zhao Yesui, this call is just to give him a buff, so that he can enter Su Mingyuan's house faster. Role.

Powerless.

Weak limbs.

Powerless as always.

rule.

Strict rules.

Breathtaking rules.

Zhao Yesui mobilized Jianwan and was ready to go, as if the pain of thousands of sharp swords passing through his body resurfaced.

And this familiar pain.

Ten years is only a fleeting moment for the longevity species, but for mortals, it is a long time enough to change a person.

Looking at the other side, they kept claiming to avenge Chen Wu, but after he fell, there was no one to check his condition. Even if Chen Wu's corpse was still useful, he might not even remember to take it away. The guy, Zhao Yeshou couldn't help but want to laugh.

Being monitored, being tested, following the so-called rules and living carefully in order to survive, this is Su Mingyuan's ten years.

And now, even the last rule has to be used to kill himself. In this case, why not cut off such a rule together?

Bai Kaishan knew that if he didn't take the lead, no one would go up to die, so he took a step forward, and the disciples finally pressed up with him, stepping on the wooden board with a uniform pace, which turned into a dull echo .

Like a beating drum.

Zhao Yesui looked at them coldly, and the system prompt sounded.

[Inspiration "Ten Years of Solitude" activated]

A thousand words, in the end, turned into only one sentence.

He said softly: "Without a sword in your hand, can you kill someone?"

The low sound of sword chants sounded from the dojo, Bai Kaishan subconsciously felt that Zhao Yesui was going to use the sword pill, just wanted to avoid it, but found that his thinking began to become slow, and his whole body seemed to be locked and could not move.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible and intangible "long sword" emerged in the void and fell towards Bai Kaishan.

One sword cut in two.

The black mist emerged from his hands, Zhao Yesui raised his eyes, and set the target as the fifteen disciples of Bai Kaishan. So, before they could react to what happened, the steam engine placed in the dojo turned There was a strange roar, and then it exploded.

Under the action of the gushing steam, the large and small gears with amazing kinetic energy penetrated the flesh and blood of the disciples, beating them into honeycombs.

Blood, wreckage, internal organs, the originally peaceful dojo turned into an Asura **** in an instant.

Zhao Yesui sat in this hell, waiting for the passage of time.

He didn't want to have a concave shape either, but after swinging that sword, the strength and will of his whole body seemed to be lost together. Now he has done his best to support himself not to faint, let alone move.

Gradually, in the haze, he could sense that someone had entered the dojo, and it seemed that something was said to him, but Zhao Yesui could no longer hear it.

The sun is in the middle of the sky, the red sun is sinking in the west, and the twilight is misty.

No one came to do anything to Zhao Yesui, and no one came to make up for the knife. The seventh day passed under such strange circumstances.

[Main quest completed]

[Player Ye Lin has completed the trial scene]

[begins to return]

At the end of the volume, this world does not need a second sword fairy

Shengjing City, the capital of the Dayu Dynasty, as a hub connecting the north and the south, was not only the political center of the Dayu Dynasty, but also the economic center of the Dayu Dynasty.

There must be shadows under the prosperity, the flow of the economy will breed filth, and evil will follow.

Yuannan Street is such a place where the three religions and nine streams converge. Many dignitaries in the capital are inconvenient to do things in person, and they are often transferred here through several procedures. This is the reflection of the glory of Shengjing City, countless sins. Being buried here, those who were born superior to others can enjoy the life of their superiors with peace of mind.

At this moment, in the most prestigious flower building on Yuannan Street, the oiran whose name was spread all over the capital was kneeling behind a white-robed man with his head lowered, waiting for the other party's order.

After a long time, the man chuckled lightly, put down the scroll in his hand, and said, "Su Mingyuan... Oh, I really missed the mark."

"Taixu Sword Intent, Sword Mastery, if I don't tell me this is Su Mingyuan's information in advance, then I may directly regard him as the remnant of the Taixu Sword faction who fled. Or, who can believe that this will happen? Is it the profile of a seventeen-year-old boy?"

"It's the incompetence of my subordinates." Hua Kui lowered his head a little and said in a deep voice, "I have already sent people to investigate the intelligence officers who are in charge of matters related to Su Mingyuan. I believe there will be results soon."

"You don't have to go to trouble with the people below. This is an accident within an accident. It's not surprising that such a monster-like character does anything. Ordinary people can't make effective countermeasures against such people." The man turned around. He stood up, waved his hand, and chanted: "I have sharpened my sword in ten years, but I have never tried Frostblade. Today, I will show you the king, do you dare to do anything wrong?"

"A sword in ten years, such a good Su Mingyuan, how good would it be if he could use it for me? It's a pity."

After hesitating for a long time, the oiran finally summoned the courage to ask the man: "Master National Teacher, please take the risk, although this Taixu Sword Sect was the state religion of the previous dynasty, it has decayed to this point, the inheritance has been broken, and now there are only two left. A descendant, logically speaking, it shouldn't make you so jealous of it..."

The national teacher didn't blame her, just smiled and said, "It's just 12 million fiat currency and a place for someone else's martial arts hall. It's beyond my expectations to be able to test out Su Mingyuan's foundation."

"It's normal that you don't understand, because you haven't experienced those years after all."

"Let me ask you, steam and transcendence, which is better or worse?"

"Naturally, steam is far superior to the extraordinary." The oiran replied without hesitation: "Although the extraordinary can allow mortals to break through the limitations of life, after all, they are only flesh and blood, and cannot be truly detached. When facing the established steam army, they can only Retreat. The previous dynasty was replaced by my dynasty because it pursued the extraordinary path too much and ignored the bud of the emerging technology of steam. This is a general trend, and it cannot be stopped by manpower.

The national teacher shook his head and said words that made Hua Kui stunned: "Well, most people now think so. After all, the current history book is written by me."

"'The path of transcendence has its limits, and the strongest can't achieve detachment, one person becomes an army, and the sword opens the gate of heaven'... But unfortunately, this is not the case."

"In front of Shengjing that day, there was a sword immortal in white clothes, one person and one sword, almost turning the wheel of history back with their own power. The numbers of the seventh to thirteenth army groups that have been cancelled now are in It was completely destroyed in that battle, and it was canceled to warn future generations. If it wasn't for her concern, the flag hanging over Shengjing today wouldn't be Dayu's Huo De flag."

Suddenly hearing the great secret, the oiran could only lower his head a little more, almost touching the floor.

But the national teacher didn't mean to stop at all. On the contrary, his voice became higher and said: "So, does this mean that the steam lost to the extraordinary? No, it is definitely not the case."

"Extraordinary people don't do production, but they need to consume the most resources. Great power belongs to himself. When he dies, everything will be empty, and all the resources consumed will be gone. Is this the right way? No!"

"In the last years of the previous dynasty, when the land was thousands of miles away, there were people everywhere, and the people were displaced. The princes and nobles still didn't care about the suffering of the people at all, and only cared about the pursuit of longevity, because even if there was an uprising, it would only be suppressed by the extraordinary people they usurped."

"Nowadays, even though I have many internal and external troubles in Dayu, under the influence of steam, no one will starve to death, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Who would dare to call this heresy?"

The national master snorted coldly and said, "I know very well the thoughts of those aristocratic clansmen. They want to obtain the secret of immortality from the Taixu Sword Sect. Today is to smash their delusions."

"This is a moral struggle."

The man looked out the window again and clenched his fists.

"There is no need for a second Sword Immortal in this world."

"The fate of mankind should be controlled by mankind itself."

p.s. There is also one million fiat money for Chen Wu's life.

End of volume testimonials

The script of the first volume is adapted from a novella I wrote before, and it is not very good to only intercept this paragraph.

At the beginning, it is better to have more gimmicks, and I also thought about whether to change the script with a whole lot of work, but this time I plan to write it slowly, so it is not bad.

Everyone should be able to see that this script is a long script, and the first volume is just the beginning. In short, future warriors, the future can be expected.

Chapter 15 My turn! Draw a card!

After Zhao Yesui regained consciousness, he found that he was no longer in the Chengping Martial Arts Hall, but was suspended in a hazy space, surrounded by a dense mesh of countless translucent silk threads intertwined through them. In the gap between, you can clearly see the three rings hanging high in the sky.

One is red, the other is silver, and the third is ink.

At first glance, these three circles were just three circles of different colors, but in Zhao Ye's eyes, they gave him a feeling of being "connected end to end" - it was like a continuous cycle, and eventually it would return to The fate of the beginning is normal.