"Are you... from that mysterious organization? Demon Hunter, and those veterans who once appeared in Tania... you should be in the same group."
Watching the other party's expression closely, Duan Qing slowly pulled out his weapon: "Since you know my identity, you still have the guts to say such things..."
"You are very confident, young man."
"Of course I...have this confidence."
The tall and tall man in green shirt finally showed a smile, and a hint of ridicule gradually emerged from this smile: "Logically speaking... you gave us this confidence."
"……I?"
"It seems...you don't plan to withdraw from tonight's battle."
Interrupting the question as usual, the man named Luo Tu looked up at the cloudy night sky that seemed to be about to fall: "Alas..."
"The storm is coming."
An invisible airflow began to gather above the tavern with this sigh, and then suddenly turned with Luo Tu's palm. The strong wind with some strange power then broke through Duan Qing's raised dagger.
Passing through his body, the large number of players who were still fighting fiercely below did not seem to notice the appearance of the airflow just now, but Duan Qing, who was blown by this strong wind, fell backwards spitting out blood.
He lost his center of gravity and rolled back. He forced himself up and looked behind him: "This move is..."
"Where are you looking?"
The voice belonging to Luo Tu appeared next to Duan Qing again, but it was not behind him as he expected. The punch with an understatement also hit his waist: "The Sky-Breaking Zhizhi."
blade?"
boom!
Several players who were fighting in front of the tavern were attracted by the sudden collapse of a wall across the street, and then stared dumbly at a clear figure printed on it. Duan Qing, who was behind the wall,
He covered his waist and ribs in pain: "Cough cough, cough cough..."
"This is...Xingyiquan?"
Looking at the man in green shirt still standing above the tavern across the street and canal, Duan Qing forcefully swallowed a second mouthful of blood: "In addition to the previous Qingfeng Palm... No, no, this kind of power..."
"That's right, this is all Wudang Clan's Kung Fu."
The black shadow in the straight line of vision suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared on the wall in front of Duan Qing: "We have collected enough information and intelligence, and gathered so much manpower. If we haven't been studying you yet,
Make some achievements..."
"Isn't our so-called mysterious organization too incompetent?"
The invisible palm wind appeared in front of Duan Qing again, gradually condensing into a huge air seal, and then with Luo Tu's wave, he pressed down in the direction of Duan Qing who was lying on the ground, and the palm prints of his five fingers were clearly visible.
Then he appeared on the gravel-strewn slate floor, making a huge shaking sound. Duan Qing, who forcibly lifted up his energy and rolled away from the area, gritted his teeth and took the lead in breaking open the door and climbing into the house behind him.
"What's wrong, the invincible master in the past?" Luo Tu's teasing sound came from outside the room where the shouts of killing continued to be heard: "Faced with the ordinary martial arts in "Jiang Hu", now he only runs away?"
"Labour and management have become accustomed to running away. Now it doesn't matter if we take two more steps." Duan Qing's voice echoed in the residence: "If you are afraid, don't come in."
"...The Vixis Tavern should be the temporary resurrection point of your adventure group, right? Did you just come back from somewhere?" Without responding to the other party's provocation, Lotu looked back at the tavern behind him: "I can see
To your current expression..."
"Anxious, manic, and... doubtful." There was a hint of smile in his voice again: "Are you seriously injured for some reason? Are you mentally unstable? Your game cabin..."
"Have you been warned to log off and take a rest immediately?"
boom--
The entire wall on one side of the wooden door collapsed with a loud noise. At the same time, Lotu's gesture of pumping a fist with one hand appeared on the outside of the house: "Of course, as a younger person, I am more mature than anyone else.
Understand the importance of the body..."
"You are already old, it doesn't matter if you take more rest." He stared into the darkness in the room: "You just fought so many battles... Even if you die again now, no one will criticize you or anything.
"
"That Baibu Wushuang, and that Frog Demon Cult..." Duan Qing's voice echoed in the depths of the dark room: "Are they all your teammates?"
"Yes and no." Luo Tu replied calmly: "We all exist to defeat you... That's all you need."
"In order to defeat me?" Duan Qing's breathing still echoed vaguely: "So you need to study my Intention Sword?"
"..."
This time, Lotu was silent for a moment. It was not until the shouts of death outside the house became clear again as a certain aura decreased, that his voice slowly sounded: "You should understand one thing... why
The free world was set up to be what it is now?”
"..."
"Why are character attributes in the free world determined based on reality testing? Why does the skill system that has been criticized survive until now? As a professional player who once stood at the top of the world, you should be aware of these issues earlier than anyone else.
What is the answer? With such a difficult living environment and such a grand world view, when that old thief Christo designed these things, he must have been racking his brains... to integrate us into this world, right?"
"Yes, his last words have told us...the meaning of the word freedom." At this point, Lotu spread his hands: "We just want...to realize this meaning for him."
"Don't think that you can get the true meaning of sword after seeing the example of Duanshanhe." Duan Qing's voice echoed again: "The so-called sword of meaning cannot let you get the true meaning of freedom."
"Ha, a loser who is exploring the path to freedom actually has a preaching stance?" Luo Tu finally laughed: "Or...are you using this method to delay your own survival?"
A subtle sword energy then broke through the series of arrogant laughter, stabbed towards the source of the sound, and then flew into the dark night sky outside the house as the other party's figure suddenly disappeared, belonging to Luo Tu
The figure then crossed the dividing line between inside and outside, strode towards a corner of the room, and then suddenly changed his pace before an earthen wall was erected: "Get ready for your triple hanging.
The former king!"
"Baguazhang!"
Arcs were drawn under his feet, and Luo Tu's figure gradually became blurred. However, a pair of iron palms under the sleeves of his green shirt continued to circle around the back of the earth wall, hitting the center of the arc again and again.
, the dagger and the stone hammer were also constantly exchanging in the center of the circle, resisting the faster and faster palm wind in the darkness, but in the end, they crossed each other in a blocking position in the face of Luo Tu's sudden attack.
Action: "This kind of power..."
"ha!"
The bullying action turned into a shoulder collision, knocking the whole breath in front of Duan Qing, then suddenly turned around and slapped the last palm into the empty door where the two weapons were separated: "Reverse Yin and Yang!"
With another collapse sound, Duan Qing's figure once again crashed through the wall behind, and then in a jingling noise, it fell together with a lot of metal iron tools. The slightly different room from the previous one.
The light illuminated everything here much more clearly, and the warm fire also made crackling sounds of burning wood on the side of the room, but Duan Qing, who was still decorating this fiasco with the noise of various objects collapsing, had already put this place into perspective.
The warm scene was completely broken: "Cough cough cough cough... Huh, Huh..."
"Sorry... for disturbing... your rest..." Yu struggled to glance at the figure sleeping on a certain bed in the room, and Duan Qing moved his gaze back to Luo Tu who walked to the hole: "But
...Ahem..."
"But he's going to die soon."
Also looking at the direction that seemed to be the owner of this house, Luo Tu waved his hand nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I will send this guy on his way right away."
"I don't know why you didn't resist..." He chuckled and shook his hands: "But a dead man..."
"It can't affect this world!"
clang!
A loud shock then appeared in front of Duan Qing's eyes, and echoed in the small room with the appearance of a certain metal iron clamp. On the other end of the iron clamp that blocked the last palm, a petite figure appeared.
He was standing there very clearly: "Ha..."
"Ha...well..."
The figure who was supposed to be lying on the bed yawned loudly, and then looked at the two people in front of him with sleepy eyes: "You..."
"It's very noisy."
"……ah?"
Unlike Luo Tu, who looked wary, Duan Qing, who was still vomiting blood, let out a loud exclamation: "You, you, you... why are you here?"
"Ah um... hmm? Is it you?"
Against the backdrop of the red fire, the beautiful girl with wheat-colored skin flattened her mouth, and then uttered the same exclamation: "Wow! When did you come in? And, and..."
She looked at her breasts and the white sleeping gauze half hanging on it: "Ahhhhhh--"
Boom!
A heavy knocking sound then sounded above Duan Qing's head. It was the hollow sound of a girl named Laura punching his forehead, and waves of light and shadow of heavy objects hitting the human body flashed across the other side of the room.
From the hole on the side, a man in blue shirt who had always maintained an elegant image was beaten out miserably. The dizzy Duan Qing lay on the ground and panted for a long time before pulling his consciousness back from the stars in the sky.
, he got up with difficulty, and the first thing he saw was the figure of a certain girl who was still anxiously looking for clothes in the room: "Where are Laura's panties? Where are they, where are they..."
"I said……"
"Do not look back!"
The girl's scream seemed to penetrate her eardrums, and at the same time, the familiar iron pliers were nailed to the ground in front of Duan Qing: "And... cover your ears!"
Please spare me, I'm really going to die...
Duan Qing lay down weakly on the ground again. Duan Qing spread his limbs and looked up at the ceiling reflected by the fire. The corners of his mouth stained with his own blood slowly pulled up: "Um, Laura... Your Excellency?"
"Lola is not your Excellency, Laura is just a businessman!"
A deliberate emphasis then appeared next to Duan Qing. He turned around and saw the figure of a girl wearing a large armor: "This is..."
"I didn't find it, so I'll use this one instead." The girl named Laura Roland replied without hesitation, while gently weighing her feet: "Damn it, it's still too heavy..."
"...If it feels heavy even to you, I'm afraid no one will dare to wear it, right?"
Feeling the violent vibrations coming from the ground behind him, Duan Qing showed a dumbfounded expression: "And... you built this?"
"Yes, yes, this is made by Laura."
As if she was talking about what she was proud of, the girl's voice immediately became cheerful: "Goods are always coming in and out, and sooner or later a traveling merchant will fail, so Laura came up with a good idea -
—Lola wants to make her own weapons and armors, and then sell them as goods!"
"That's how Roland's Blacksmith Shop was established!" The girl introduced the surroundings here with excitement, and then frowned as she looked at the hole punched by Duan Qing's body: "Although it hasn't officially opened yet... Hey!
"
"What's going on!" After realizing it, she grabbed Duan Qing's body, completely ignoring the pain on his face as he was seriously injured: "What are you doing outside!"
"Stop, stop, stop...I'm going to die, sister..." Duan Qing gasped like a dead fish: "That guy might not be gone yet, you put me down first and then..."
"That sneaky guy? He doesn't dare to come in again."
Wiping her nose proudly, the girl named Laura pointed to the far side of the hole: "I don't know why he wanted to hit you, but I have already driven him away... Well, why is it so noisy outside?
ah?"
"It's been a whole day of fighting..." Duan Qing sighed feebly: "Don't you hear any news?"
"Lola has only moved here a few days ago, and she still has to prepare for the blacksmith shop." The girl pursed her lips in dissatisfaction: "It is not an easy task to make suitable equipment. Laura also tried it.
"It's been a long time since I knew it would be so difficult. I should have asked Flo for advice before..."
"Flo?" Duan Qing raised his eyelids, which were also a little weak: "Is that Flo from Fars Fortress? Do you know where he is?"
"Laura once met him at the foot of Falling Star Mountain." The girl replied excitedly: "If he hadn't reminded her, Laura wouldn't have thought of this brilliant idea... No, why did you ask?
Laura? What happened outside? And Laura’s house... Wuwuwu, Laura has been looking for this for a long time and spent a lot of money to buy it!"
“You have to compensate Laura!”
"Ah - stop, stop, stop! Stop first! The rest is easy to say!"
A smile appeared on the corners of his mouth again involuntarily, and Duan Qing then loudly begged for mercy. The screams with a relaxed mood gradually passed through the two holes and merged into the shouts of killing outside the street.
This chapter has been completed!