Zhao Yuan was startled, then smiled slightly, and wrapped the long knife meticulously with the knife cloth. His eyes did not take the dozens of people around him into consideration at all.
Zhao Yuan's actions were full of endless provocation.
Finally, someone couldn't hold it any longer.
A slender young man stood up and took out the long sword at his waist.
"Zhao Yuan, pull out your long sword, let's fight!"
"good!"
Zhao Yuan shouted loudly, and his body suddenly ejected. He did not pull out his long knife. His heavy black-backed long knife was placed on the table. He also had another weapon.
fist!
Zhao Yuan had tasted the fist of the black-faced god, and it was only after that time that Zhao Yuan understood that fists can also kill people.
Zhao Yuan's body seemed to have turned into a shadow, or like a bright line.
The end point of the line is the young man's chest.
The long sword in the young man's hand moved, but his movement was a little slower, just a little bit, but this little bit was enough for Zhao Yuan, and his powerful fist hit the young man's chest directly.
.
There was a "click" sound of a rib breaking.
Then, the young man's body flew several dozen feet upside down.
When he was in Wanjiadongyuan, Zhao Yuan often practiced throwing nearly two hundred grain bags. Moreover, that was a static practice. Now, Zhao Yuan is in motion, relying on the power formed by "speed" to explode.
The impact is extremely amazing.
The young man hit the wall, and the wall showed cracks like spider webs. When the young man slid from the wall to the corner, people found that his chest had completely collapsed. Obviously, he would not survive.
Seeing the spider web-like cracks on the blue brick wall and the deformed collapse on the young man's chest, people gasped.
All the martial arts figures in the entire hall were silent.
Zhao Yuan's punch has far more visual impact than that knife, and people can more intuitively feel the terrifying power contained in Zhao Yuan's body.
"Who else?"
Zhao Yuan's fierce eyes swept across the wine shop, as if he was a beast that could rise up and hurt people at any time.
No one made a sound.
There was a look of fear on people's faces. This young man looked completely different from when he first entered the restaurant. He looked down on the world with every move he made, which made people inexplicably feel awe.
Zhao Yuan returned to his position.
At this time, the food had been served, and Zhao Yuan began to eat slowly, while Ming Ri and Mingyue stared blankly at Zhao Yuan, as if they were looking at a monster.
"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yuan suddenly woke up from his feverish fighting spirit.
"Are you Zhao Yuan?" Tomorrow stared at Zhao Yuan with big eyes.
"I'm not Zhao Yuan, who is?" Zhao Yuan's face remained calm, but a chill ran down his spine. He felt as if he was in a dream.
Zhao Yuan has always followed the principle of keeping a low profile and avoiding being the object of public attention. But just now, he was unable to control his surging fighting spirit and killed two people one after another in full view of the public.
"Now...it's strange...it doesn't look like the Zhao Yuan we knew just now...his expression...even his walking movements seem to be different...Sister, what about you?" Tomorrow seemed to not believe his eyes,
Ask the bright moon around you.
"I...don't know...I'm afraid..."
"What are you afraid of?" Tomorrow asked with a frown.
"He...his eyes..."
"What's there to be afraid of? Zhao Yuan will kill you. Besides, we are cultivators. We can cut off his dog's head with a flying sword." Tomorrow lowered his voice.
"oh……"
"What are you mumbling about? Eat quickly!"
"Eat, eat."
From the moment he started eating, Zhao Yuan had remained silent and would not speak even if the bright moon asked him tomorrow.
Zhao Yuan was thinking.
Zhao Yuan is a thoughtful person, and he must find the reason why he lost control just now.
Although Zhao Yuan had always wanted to explode the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, his steel-like willpower was able to restrain him, and just now, he completely exposed his inner side.
Zhao Yuan had to find the reason. He started to review bit by bit. Suddenly, he realized a problem. When he repeatedly practiced "Zi", once he reached the full-full state, he would automatically enter "quiet".
After Jing's full-full state, he will automatically enter the "speed" state. Now, "speed" has entered the full-full state, and automatically entered the realm of war...
Finally, Zhao Yuan understood the reason why he lost control.
Everything is caused by the brute force of "The Enemy of Ten Thousands".
At this moment, Zhao Yuan faced a difficult choice.
If he continues to practice "Ten Thousand Enemies", he must follow the training process inside. If the "posture", "quietness" and "speed" of the realm of brute force can still be completed alone, then "war" must not be
Stop fighting, and fighting without stopping means exposing your identity...
…
The three of them finished their meal in full view of dozens of people, paid and left. The companions of Black Tornado in Black Wind Village and the young man's companions did not dare to say anything, and watched the three people leave.
After Zhao Yuan left, the waiter in Sihai Restaurant brought a black wooden sign and hung it on the wall. It clearly read: Zhao Yuan, No. 473 on the list of villains, once dined at our restaurant.
When the waiter was putting up the sign, the martial arts people around him had a look of jealousy on their faces.
There is no doubt that anyone who can leave his name in Sihai Restaurant is something worthy of envy, even if he is a person on the list of villains.
Sihai Restaurant's status and reputation in the world are like a living secret history of martial arts. Being able to leave a name here is similar to being famous in history.
In fact, Zhao Yuan's name is not qualified to be hung on the wall of Sihai Restaurant. However, because the person he killed was so famous and the bounty was surprisingly high, he was allowed to hang it on the wall of Sihai Restaurant.
superior.
Zhao Yuan had no idea that his name would be hung on the wall of Sihai Restaurant because Wan Ling'er killed Liu Jiemin.
After the three of them walked out of the inn, they were immediately followed by several suspicious-looking people.
Zhao Yuan was completely unaware of the people following him.
Of course, it's not that Zhao Yuan didn't know, but because he had already made up his mind while eating.
Instead of wandering like a bereaved dog hiding its head and tail, it is better to fight against the odds and maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.
In fact, Zhao Yuan had no choice. If he wanted to continue to practice "Ten Thousand Enemies", he had to keep fighting, unless he gave up practicing the only secret of cultivation.
Now, Zhao Yuanzai has made a crazy bet. If this bet fails, he will pay the price with his life.
He bet that Liu Xiaotian would not get the news immediately.
He bet on a time difference. [Red tickets are not powerful!]
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