"Junior sister...she is dead. |[2][3][w][x]}" Bai Youling's body trembled a little, as if she was very worried about the old man's reaction after hearing this.

So after she finished speaking, her eyes closed and half-kneeled on the ground. It was not until half a day that the imagined punishment did not come that she raised her head and looked at the old man's location.

"What the hell happened? How did Rakshasa die?"

At this moment, Bai Youling informed the old man in front of him one by one about the incident that the Blood Rakshasa happened in the New Land. The old man closed his eyes and listened until Bai Youling finished speaking, and then said lightly: "Rakshasa is my disciple. Even if he dies, he cannot die in vain."

"I just happened to leave the customs and needed a blood sacrifice, so I set the location in the new land port."

...

Zuo Zhicheng, who was far away in the new land, didn't know that another annoyance was coming to the door. After he explained the affairs of the Wushu Association, he had already set foot on the northbound passenger ship.

Zuo Zhicheng stepped on the deck of the passenger ship. The passenger ship was quite large, about seven or eight floors high, with five floors above and below. The bottom was the bushings where ordinary people lived, and the above was the single room where high officials lived. Zuo Zhicheng naturally lived in a single room now.

Now that he was standing at the bow of the boat, he could still see the entire Xinlu Port getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, gradually turning into a small dot between heaven and earth.

This time, his purpose was to be an island called Beiya Island, which was a transit station in the sea and one of the ports established by the Daqi in the New World. However, in terms of scope, it was already ruled by the Central Government.

The purpose of Zuo Zhicheng's appearance this time was to seek a final breakthrough in the killing. However, such a large number of killers should not be killed casually, as it would obviously cause hostility from the court or other forces.

Therefore, the goal chosen by Zuo Zhicheng is to kill him or not to worry about the targets that the court wants or besieged by other forces. On this new continent, this goal is naturally bandits, bandits, pirates and others.

However, when bandits and bandits fight, it is easy to reveal Zuo Zhicheng's news. The vast sea is different. Zuo Zhicheng doesn't have to worry about someone leaking the news at all. As long as all witnesses from the pirate ship or pirate nest are killed at that time.

As for the specific pirate den, he had asked Qingyueqiu to help him find it. Qingyueqiu heard that he was going to kill pirates to hone his martial arts skills, but he did not stop him. He had already arranged a guide in the army on Beiya Island. At that time, whether he would sneak into the army, find a pirate nest, or pretend to be a merchant ship to attract pirates to the bait, there were choices.

As for the reason for choosing this ship, it is because three passenger ships have disappeared on the route to Beiya in recent months. The official suspects that new pirate forces have emerged. However, this force is very cunning. They never take action against fleets with slightly stronger protective powers. Every time they take action, the target will definitely be the most ordinary passenger ship.

However, this also shows that this pirate is not strong. So Zuo Zhicheng chose to try his luck to see if he could meet this mysterious pirate.

In addition to Zuo Zhicheng, there are other passengers standing on the edge of the boat. On his left is a young young man, who is whispering to the two girls beside him: "Aping, let me tell you, this time I learned a set of boxing with Master He Minghai and He from Zizai Pavilion. It is indeed much better than the earthen leopard martial arts halls here. After studying for three days, I feel that my whole body is different."

The young woman called Aping is quite young and beautiful. When she heard what the man said, she asked: "It's true or false. Besides, isn't Master He from Zizai Pavilion called He Zizai? How come he became He Minghai."

"You don't know this. Master He Minghai is He Zizai's second son. But after he got the true teachings of his old man, he came to the hotel opened in Xinlu." The man talked eruditely: "They practiced differently from the beginning. There are no old-fashioned people who stand on horse stance and put on airs.

When they start, they train your physical fitness, emphasize physical strength, and don’t have so many erratic attitudes. Then, how to attack and punch and kick during a fight. I heard that after practicing with them for three months, they can beat ordinary martial arts schools for three years.”

Zuo Zhicheng, who was standing by, nodded silently when he heard this. Obviously, when Zizai Pavilion learned that ordinary people lacked innate energy, he took a different approach and figured out a set of training methods similar to modern fighting and Sanda. By directly training people's physical strength and then directly learning the training methods used for fighting.

These modern methods are obviously more suitable for ordinary people who do not have innate qi. They may be more direct and effective than the martial arts handed down from generation to generation.

Zuo Zhicheng thought that as martial arts continue to be passed on, perhaps the martial arts practiced by ordinary people in the future will be like the earth in the past, and will increasingly abandon various postures and pursue pure speed, strength and destructive power.

Just as Zuo Zhicheng was thinking this, the man next to him seemed to see him nodding, and said directly to him: "What is this brother called me? I am Lin Hongsheng. Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Zuo Zhicheng said casually: "Abandoning the inherent moves and focusing more on fighting skills. The efficiency of training is indeed very reasonable. But..." Before the young man was happy, Zuo Zhicheng changed his tone and said: "The martial arts in the past have been passed down for so long, so there is a reason why he exists."

Lin Hongsheng immediately said dissatisfied: "What are the uses of those old things? I tell you that when you fight, it depends on who has strong strength, who reacts quickly, who takes ruthless moves. The messy airs are useless."

Lin Hongsheng kept talking there, so Zuo Zhicheng naturally couldn't argue with such an outsider, so he just said a few casual words and fell out.

At this moment, the man's voice suddenly stopped and his eyes looked at the other side of the deck. Several blonde and blue-eyed Westerners walked out of the cabin. There were three men and one woman in suits and white skirts.

The young man's eyes stopped on the blonde woman. The woman was wearing a white low-cut long skirt, and most of her white breasts were directly exposed to the air, attracting the eyes of all the men around her for a moment. The woman gritted her teeth and secretly scolded the blonde woman.

Zuo Zhicheng also looked at these Westerners, but what he was concerned about was naturally not the breasts of the blonde women. These Westerners had prominent cheekbones and blonde hair and blue eyes, which were very similar to the Europeans he had seen in his previous life. Naturally, he could not be as surprised as other Daqi people around him.

What caught his attention was the strength of these four Westerners.

The purple innate qi covered their bodies. They were all powerful people who had achieved great success in Qi training, and the strongest blonde man had orange innate qi surrounding his heart.

Three people are more than 90% purple, and one is about 10% orange.

Although Zuo Zhicheng thought that there might be masters with innate qi among Westerners, he didn't expect to meet them so soon, and he met four at once.
Chapter completed!