After returning to his residence and having a quick bite to eat, He Muyang couldn't help but think about what happened before. After feeling a pair of unkind eyes, He Muyang pretended to leave and then returned secretly to eavesdrop on their conversation in order to prevent himself from being plotted against.
"A swordsman from Caolu District?" He Muyang laughed out loud, "When did I have such an awesome reputation? Now some people are frightened when they hear my name. I feel like it's pretty good."
"As for those people..." He Muyang's eyes flashed with a cold light, recalling what happened a few years ago.
That day, he got the knife left by the man after his death. After taking the knife, he went to look for a place with people. He planned to go to Zhenyang Academy after getting to know the environment. Along the way, we passed several small villages with only a few people. Almost everyone was a desperado. In order to get some food, they had to fight hard, sometimes even to the point of life and death. Fights on the edge of life and death again and again. He Muyang's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, not only in terms of skills. After every battle, He Muyang always feels that his qualities in all aspects have been significantly improved, and a force is vigorously growing deep in his body. He Muyang guesses that it may be spiritual power. Press it.
At the beginning, He Muyang complained that he didn't have any golden fingers. Unlike other people who immediately had a surge of spiritual pressure after time travel, they were directly at the captain level. He was extremely disappointed with this and said that God was unfair, until he felt it after each battle. With the rapid improvement of his strength, He Muyang felt that God was not kind to him. Especially the more dangerous each battle, the more obvious the improvement in strength will be. Once, after being seriously injured, the strength increased by about double. Of course, this has something to do with his very low strength at the time. This made He Muyang couldn't help but guess whether he had Saiyan blood.
Until He Muyang came to this place—the largest settlement in Caolu District. At that time, his strength was already relatively strong. If singled out here, he could at least be invincible. However, based on the principle of keeping a low profile, He Muyang was not very arrogant. Then, a guy named Juan Yuan thought that he was easy to bully. He brought a group of his subordinates to bully him. After forbearing to no avail, a violent conflict broke out. He Muyang killed Juan Yuan and his group of subordinates in a rage. The onlookers called him "the good guy". As the "Swordsman of Caolu District".
He pulled out the knife and wiped the blade carefully. The sharp blade shone with cold light. It was a killing knife that drank countless blood. Wiping the blade affectionately, it was like stroking a woman's skin.
"Knife, knife, what's your name?" He Muyang looked at his beloved knife and asked in a low voice.
Since the last time he killed a hundred people in a rage, He Muyang's strength has not increased significantly for a long time. He has only been consolidating his own strength. Although he has become stronger in the eyes of others, only he knows best. It's just that the control over one's own power has become stronger, but the power itself has not become stronger. There is no doubt that Shikai is a way to greatly increase his power, which is why he is so eager to know the name of his Zanpakutō.
After sheathing the polished knife and thinking wildly for a long time, He Muyang leaned against the corner with the knife in his arms and closed his eyes. No one in Caolu District dared to really fall asleep at night because he didn't know when he would fall asleep. Facing death.
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Quietly, a dark crack opened over the Caolu District. As the crack opened, a powerful spiritual pressure burst out in the Caolu District. The powerful and evil spiritual pressure spread out wantonly, sweeping away the Caolu District. The largest settlement in the district.
"Is this... this feeling..."
"It's Xu!!!!"
"Run away!"
"Ah! Help!"
Various voices sounded, and people felt the desperate spiritual pressure, which made people panic, especially those who had seen Xu. They clearly felt the evil aura unique to Xu, and they suddenly panicked.
"Food! It's all food! I haven't smelled so many delicious souls for a long time. Soul Society is such a good place!" Xu in the sky was intoxicated by the alluring fragrance of souls. Then he rushed towards the crowd.
When Xu just arrived, He Muyang felt Xu's spiritual pressure, which was heavy and oppressive, powerful and evil. This was the first time he felt Xu's spiritual pressure. It was indeed well-deserved, just as evil as imagined, and powerful.
"This spiritual pressure feels almost the same as mine. If we fight it, it's hard to say whether we will win or lose. Although I have experienced many battles, my swordsmanship has improved, and my fighting level is not bad, but a virtual person who can grow to this level I don’t know how many battles I have experienced and how many people of the same kind I have devoured, so I must be strong enough. What should I do, fight or flee?”
While He Muyang was struggling, Xu had already pounced on the crowd. Seeing that someone was about to die at Xu's hands, He Muyang didn't have time to think too much and rushed forward quickly.
With a "dang" sound, Xu's sharp claws collided with He Muyang's Zanpakutō, causing a ball of sparks.
"Hey, monster, come on." He Muyang took two steps back, holding knives in both hands, staring cautiously at Xu in front of him, and said provocatively. Through the fight just now, He Muyang understood that the Xu in front of him was stronger than him in terms of strength.
"Death? I smell the delicious soul. Just let me tear your body apart and become my food." Xu stuck out his tongue, as if tasting something, with a strange color in his eyes. .
He Muyang flashed Xu's claws sideways and looked at the huge hole left on the ground. He Muyang was secretly speechless. This power was really terrifying. If he was touched, he would probably be close.
He swung the sword with all his strength, but after being blocked by Xu, He Muyang used that power to run towards the deserted woods, provocatively saying: "Hey, big monster, come after me."
"Ouch..." With a roar, Xu's eyes showed a dangerous light, "God of death, you have angered me."
The body turned into a blurry shadow, and Xu followed He Muyang towards the woods.
"The swordsman from Caolu District, he saved us and lured Xu away?"
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"This is it. I can't feel anyone nearby. Let's deal with you here." When he came to an open area, He Muyang felt the situation around him. After confirming that there was no one around, he turned around and pointed his knife at Xu, declaring war.
"Quack, quack, quack... Deal with me?" Xu Xu laughed as if he heard something funny, "Adelaide, Cohen Adelaide, this is my name, Death, you Very powerful, but still not as powerful as me. I am only one step away from evolving into Killian's top level Hollow. But as long as I eat you, I can evolve into Killian, become the Great Hollow, and become my nutrient. Bar!"
He Muyang's expression suddenly changed, approaching Jillian's weakness! Can I beat it
With a "swish" sound, before He Muyang could recover from the shock, Xu's attack had already come, and he ducked sideways. Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but he said without any worry, "Haha, do you only have this strength? This is not enough to defeat me.
"As soon as he finished speaking, He Muyang was surprised to find that Xu's figure in front of him gradually blurred, and then he felt a sharp pain from his side, and his body flew out involuntarily. Looking at Xu who appeared behind him, He Muyang's face was filled with tears. Incredible: "This is... a resounding turn! How can it be? "
"Sound rotation? What is that?" The voice came from He Muyang's side, "This is just high-speed movement. This is the difference in strength between us. Your eyes can't keep up with my speed."
As the words fell, He Muyang was hit hard again and fell from the air to the ground.
"Ahem~" The violent impact made He Muyang spit out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, and he collapsed weakly on the ground. Seeing Xu who was getting closer and closer, sticking out his tongue and looking like he was salivating, He Muyang felt that his body was cold.
"Is he just going to die like this? I haven't been to Jing Ling Ting yet, and I haven't met any of the original characters, so I was gameoverd by such a guy who can't even be considered a supporting role? Is there anyone more frustrated than me? I am a time traveler. I am not willing to accept it!" Looking at Xu's claws that were already close in front of him, He Muyang roared furiously in his heart.
(End of chapter)