"Brother." The little girl ran over.
Xiaotian's pupils narrowed. He didn't feel anything because of the distance before, but now that he was in close contact, he found that the young man in front of him, who was as red as fire, was like a stranger. He secretly gathered his strength, and as long as there was something wrong, he would launch a thunder attack and knock the man unconscious.
"Little sister, don't go over there." A young man hiding in the bushes grabbed the little girl's skirt and advised.
"Big brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you so afraid of me? I'm not a bad person." The little girl explained.
The boy's face twitched and he wanted to slap himself a few times. He cursed himself for being stupid and worrying about nothing. He went crazy because the little girl was being bullied.
"Then go and persuade them to stop going on like this. Will they let us pass?" the young man pleaded with a sad face.
"Yes, go and persuade him quickly, otherwise he will tear this place down." Another head popped up and said.
"Okay, don't be afraid, brother is actually very kind." The little girl said so, and the two of them were furious. Is this called kindness? If he is kind, there will be no demons in the world.
“Help!”
A boy of about thirteen or fourteen ran wildly, looking behind him from time to time. His cultivation was very weak and he couldn't swim. What was even more unfortunate was that he was from the Yellow Building and his house was destroyed. He had nowhere to hide and could only flee by the lake.
"Brother, stop it!" The little girl opened her hands, lying behind the boy, her big eyes blinking as she spoke softly.
"boom!"
A fist came towards him, the boy turned around, grabbed the little girl, rolled over to avoid it, and the fist landed on the ground, with mud and sand flying everywhere.
"Stop!" Wutan roared silently. This body was completely out of control and attacked Shishi. He wanted to drive away the mysterious power and regain control, but he didn't know where to start.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? You bad guy, get out of my body now." There were tears in the little girl's big eyes. She was really scared just now, but she knew that this was not her brother's intention, but the bad guy lurking inside.
The body remained indifferent and slapped down with a palm. Wutan was very anxious. If this palm hit the girl, the girl would be seriously injured if not killed.
"Quack!"
The little fellow was covered in black light. He jumped up and crashed into the fist like a meteorite. With a "bang", he wailed, flew dozens of feet away, and crashed into the lake.
"Stop it!" Wutan roared, but it was of no use. His fist was so powerful that the little girl's dress fluttered and rustled. Her eyes were wet and tears flowed down. She kept mumbling. It was heartbreaking to see the bad guy leave her brother's body.
"Ah! Get out..."
Wutan was desperate. Shishi was so cute, and he promised to take care of her for the rest of her life, but he didn't expect that she would become an executioner.
Suddenly, a milky light spurted out from his forehead and enveloped his body. His fists stopped, and his red hair quickly turned black. Then, the color of his skin quickly returned to normal, and finally, his eyeballs also turned dark, like two black gems, deep and translucent.
"boom!"
He knelt on the ground. The battle just now seemed as if he had done it himself. He was exhausted. He stood up with difficulty, walked to the little girl, hugged her in his arms, feeling terrified.
"Shishi, I'm sorry, brother almost killed you." Wutan apologized, feeling extremely guilty.
"Hehe, brother, I don't blame you. It's all that bad guy's fault for stealing my body." The little girl burst into laughter, very brightly.
The little guy jumped out of the water, grinning, extremely angry and dissatisfied. He pointed to his bleeding belly and gestured a few times, meaning that you have to compensate me for my injuries and losses, otherwise it will not be over.
"Let's go inside and talk." Wutan was very weak, dizzy and didn't want to stay here, otherwise if those people he had offended before attacked him, it would be terrible.
"I'm sorry, everyone." Without any explanation, he apologized and went back into the house, where the door was tightly closed.
"Huh, it's finally done."
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. If this continued, the entire Zhao family would probably be demolished.
"What a scary guy. We must never provoke him in the future." Everyone put Wutan on the blacklist and avoided him when they saw him.
"Oh, I'm so tired. I didn't expect him to be so fierce."
The young man in purple lay by the lake and took a deep breath. Fortunately, there were no casualties. This incident was caused by him, and if any accident occurred, he would also be to blame.
"kindness?"
The young man took out a purple token, about the size of a palm, with a word engraved on it, which was hazy and hard to see clearly. He looked at the token, stunned for a while, and then laughed. No matter how you look at this smile, it has a sense of ill intention.
"Haha, interesting, it's you."
He smiled wickedly, stood up and walked towards the front yard. He wanted to clean up the mess.
"Brother, I was scared to death just now." In the room, Shishi patted her chest, looking like she was still frightened. She was so cute.
“Oh…” Xiaoyi raised her snow-white little head, with a puzzled look in her beautiful eyes.
"Brother, Xiaoyi told me, what was that bad guy just now and why was he inside your body?" the little girl explained.
"Quack!" The little guy looked malicious and bared his teeth and claws.
"The little thing said that if you call him out, it will swallow him alive and turn him into essence." The little girl acted as an interpreter.
"God of War Sikong Lie."
Wutan took out the ring from his arms and frowned. He had heard everyone's discussions before. According to what they said and after verifying the situation in the cave, if this ring was correct, it really belonged to some Sikong Lie.
"Brother, is it this ugly ring that is causing trouble?" the little girl asked in confusion.
The little fellow's eyes were wide open, and he pounced over, bit the ring and started chewing it. "Dang", a metallic collision sound came from his mouth, and a white tooth with silver and the ring flew out together.
“Quack!”
The little guy covered his mouth, jumped around, and wailed.
"So hard." Wutan was surprised. Xiaotian's teeth could easily crush stones, but there was no trace left on the ring. Instead, one of the teeth broke off.
The little guy shook his head awkwardly, picked up the tooth, pressed it into his mouth, and with a flash of light, it was put back in place. Only then did he look at each other angrily, staring at the ring, but did not dare to move again.
Wutan took out the animal skin scroll and looked at it carefully. After a moment, his eyes fixed on a certain place with an incredible light in them.
According to the animal skin scrolls, there really was a man named Sikong Lie a thousand years ago. This man was extremely powerful. He did not have any extraordinary supernatural powers, but he relied solely on his physical body to display his tremendous power. Later generations called him the God of War.
In that era, he was unstoppable and no one could avoid his edge. It can be said that he was the master of that world and unified the Samsara Continent. His unique means of understanding the subtleties of life was his.
However, the animal skin scroll did not record any information about the ring, so there is no way to verify it.
"Brother, my father said that there were many powerful people in ancient times and even in ancient times. After their death, they would leave a wisp of fighting spirit and entrust it to a certain immortal divine object, hoping to find an heir in this way." said the little girl.
"Fighting spirit?"
Wutan frowned. He had never heard of such a saying before, but if it was true as the little girl said, there was really a fighting spirit in the ring, it must be Sikong Lie.
Then he controlled my body and displayed his subtle state, was he hinting at something? Wu Tian was puzzled.
He closed his eyes, and the previous scenes emerged in his mind. Every move, every punch and every kick appeared before his eyes one by one. In a trance, he had a glimmer of understanding. This seemed like a set of boxing techniques, but more like a big pot of hodgepodge, integrating the strengths of hundreds of schools, gathering them into one, extracting the essence of it, not sticking to appearances, only focusing on the truth.
Suddenly, Wutan stood up, closed his eyes slightly, and gradually, he stretched out his hands, sometimes clenched into fists, sometimes stretched out his five fingers, and sometimes pointed out with one finger.
"Quack!" The little fellow croaked and pointed at his head.
"Little thing, don't talk nonsense. Brother is not mentally ill, nor is he having epilepsy. Maybe he has figured out something. We shouldn't disturb him." said the little girl.
The little guy rolled his eyes and wanted to kick him, but was stopped by the little girl. She advised that when someone is comprehending, one should not interrupt him casually, otherwise it would destroy his state of mind at the least, and even endanger his life. This kind of joke should not be made.
The little guy's lips twitched, and he stared at the ring in a daze, thinking, this black iron lump is actually a magical object? No wonder it broke my teeth. I was really blind at the time. I didn't want such a good treasure and gave it away. Was my brain broken at that time
“Swish!”
The punch was powerful, the palm was gentle, the finger was swift, and the kick was steady. Wutan sorted out the key points in his mind, extracting the essence of each punch, palm, finger and kick. Slowly, he began to understand.
There is softness within hardness, and hardness is overcome by softness. There is slowness within speed, and speed is overcome by slowness. Perhaps this is the secret of Sikong Lie's invincible fighting spirit. Moreover, more than that, on the surface, he did not use his essence, but only pure physical strength.
In fact, Sikong Lie was integrating the essence into every cell in his body, accumulating a little bit. A large amount of essence was twisted into a line, and although it was much smaller, its power increased several times, and the speed of consumption also slowed down.
Wu Tian's posture was very stiff at the beginning, and he made mistakes from time to time and was slow and clumsy. After several rounds of practice, he gradually became familiar with it and his movements became much more agile.
Time passed little by little, and Zhao Kuang came back from outside with a few young men. They seemed to be the geniuses he invited from outside. When they walked into the backyard and saw the messy scene in front of them, they were stunned.
The young men behind him were stunned. After a long pause, they said, "Brother Zhao Kuang, is this the place you mentioned, with an elegant environment, tranquility and comfort, a good place for cultivation?"
"Well, I don't know either. I'll go ask first." Zhao Kuang looked embarrassed, but found that the bridge was gone. What happened
"Oh, Brother Zhao Kuang, you made me look so hard!" At this time, the young man in purple strode over, very friendly, and put his arm around his shoulder.
"Brother Han Tian, why did you become like this?" Zhao Kuang asked puzzledly.
The purple-clothed young man blushed and said, "I came to you for this matter. I was sparring with the brothers from Building No. 9 next door just now, and I made a mess here without paying attention. I feel extremely guilty and wanted to find you to apologize, but I didn't see you."
"I see. It's no problem. Just have fun everyone." Zhao Kuang said calmly, but his face was twitching, showing that he felt uncomfortable.
The purple-clothed young man said, "Brother Zhao Kuang is really generous. I, Han Tian, will make you my friend. By the way, may I ask where all the people in your mansion have gone? It's completely empty, not even a ghost."
"Brother Han Tian, you know that the assessment day is just over a month away, and my father and others are running around the town for this matter." Zhao Kuang said.
"Haha, Brother Zhao Kuang and his family are really loyal to Yanzong, so I won't bother you anymore." After the purple-clothed young man finished speaking, he walked on the waves and entered Building No. 8 of Tianzi.
Zhao Kuang bowed and said, "Everyone, I'm afraid we can't live here for the time being. Please follow me to the other courtyard. It's not much different from here. It's very quiet and you won't be disturbed."
"Thank you!" Several young men said with a smile and left with him.
The sun sets, night falls, and the earth is dark.
After several hours of practice, Wutan's movements became more and more fluent. He kneaded the refined essence and mystery into a ball, which did have its shape. As for the divine meaning, it would not be mastered in a short time and needed to be comprehended slowly in the future.
"drink!"
As the last punch was thrown, he straightened his body and opened his eyes.
"This set of skills was passed down by the God of War Sikong, so it is called the God of War Secret Canon."
(End of this chapter)