Let's say that after Tianming's battle with Xiang Shaoyu, he seemed to have touched a certain switch. The eight extraordinary meridians in his body, the two meridians of Ren and Du, etc., all of a sudden turned on.
His martial arts improved rapidly in a short period of time, and at the age of ten, he was already comparable to his father Jing Ke's youth.
On this day, Tianming was receiving instruction from Jing Ke and practicing further swordsmanship.
"Stepping to kill, you should know from the name that its focus is on your feet. This is a killing move that rotates from stillness, so it must be based on a silent sword. The calmer you are, the more powerful the momentum will be.
powerful."
"Tian Ming, don't be so complacent that you neglect the silent practice of a sword. This move is my most proud creation. The degree of ecstasy in it determines the height of your swordsmanship. Do you understand?"
"I understand, don't worry. One sword is silent, and I will definitely practice it for the rest of my life."
Tianming held the sword at his waist with his left hand, patted his chest with his right hand and said in assurance.
"Okay, pay attention."
Jing Ke nodded with satisfaction, and then held the hilt of the sword with his right hand.
Tianming immediately focused his attention and stared at his father with bright eyes.
Just when Jing Ke was about to use his "Silent Sword", a familiar breath suddenly came from the wind, and a human voice clearly conveyed, "I'm Chen Xiao, I'm here to pay my respects to Mr. Jing Ke."
Jing Ke let go, a little confused, "Zhan Lu Jian and Chen Xiao are not familiar with each other. What do you want from me?"
"Tianming, wait a minute, I'll go take a look first."
"Uh-huh."
…
When Jing Ke saw Chen Xiao, he cupped his fists and said, "Sir, are you looking for me? What can I do for you?"
Chen Xiao glanced at the hut behind Jing Ke and whispered, "Can I take a moment to speak?"
Jing Ke nodded, "Sir, please."
When the two came to a deserted place, Chen Xiao told Jing Ke all his worries about Xiang Shaoyu, "..., therefore, Tianming is very likely to be Xiang Shaoyu's target. You must be careful to take precautions before it happens."
"Uh~"
Jing Ke didn't know what to say. The other party was worried about his son's safety, but did he demonize Xiang Shaoyu? How could a boy of fifteen or sixteen be so terrifying?
Chen Xiao could tell that he didn't take his words seriously, so he solemnly reminded him again: "You must be on guard against others. If we all leave, your family will be the only one left in Yaowang Valley. If Xiang Shaoyu has evil intentions, someone will
If you do mental arithmetic without care, the consequences will be unpredictable.”
Zhan Lujian and Chen Xiao, it is better to believe that they exist than to believe that they do not exist. Besides, the relationship between Tianming and Xiang Shaoyu is indeed very strange.
Seeing the other party reminding him repeatedly, Jing Ke also seriously expressed that he had received it, "Well, thank you sir for reminding me. We will definitely take precautions."
"That's very good. I'll take my leave now."
Chen Xiao didn't hesitate, just turned around and left.
Jing Ke looked at the back of this Confucian gentleman and scratched his head.
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In order to form an alliance, Chen Xiao did not continue to fight with Xiang Liang. He chose to go to Jing Ke, Guo Sheng, and Duan Murong in private to tell his wariness about Xiang Shaoyu, so that everyone should not take it lightly.
Although this incident made him a bit weird in the eyes of others, Chen Xiao didn't care at all.
Soon, they, the anti-Qin elements who gathered in Yaowang Valley, set off for Songhai. Only Jingke's family, Xiang Shaoyu and Zhong Limei were left in Yaowang Valley.
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"Very good, those messy masters are finally gone,"
Xiang Shaoyu clenched his fists and moved his wrists. His relaxed words contained murderous intent.
These days, his consciousness has been immersed in this world, and he continues to practice the eight thunder series of martial arts.
With overwhelming hatred as motivation, an extremely outstanding talent base, and the effectiveness of the power of the devil, Xiang Shaoyu's strength has improved beyond what ordinary humans can understand.
His body has long since recovered, but because his consciousness is immersed, he appears lethargic. This is all to deceive everyone so that he can get a chance to escape the surveillance of all the experts.
Just kill the ten-year-old kid!
In the ward, Xiang Shaoyu opened his eyes and sat up straight. He made no sound and did not disturb Zhong Limei who was lying on the side.
He looked down at Zhong Limei sleeping soundly and carefully walked out of the bed from the other side.
Zhongli...
Xiang Shaoyu called out in his heart and then clenched his fists.
Because he saw that Zhong Limei's hands were wrapped with gauze, and his hands and arms had uneven scars, large and small bruises.
Of course, no one took the initiative to beat him. These were all done by Zhong Limei through his crazy training.
As a good brother, Xiang Shaoyu felt the same way as Zhong Limei.
He began to ask the voice deep in his heart: "Hey, I want to pass on the power of the devil to Zhongli. Are there any restrictions?"
"The power of the devil can indeed make people stronger, but this is not something ordinary people can bear. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Hmph, my brother, I understand. It's just pain, it's nothing."
"He has obtained the power transmitted by you, and will be controlled by you from now on. Other than that, there are no other side effects."
"It doesn't matter at all. Zhongli is my brother."
"Haha, then just go ahead and do it."
After Xiang Shaoyu received the answer, he took a deep breath and patted Zhong Limei on the shoulder.
"Zhongli, wake up, Zhongli."
"Hmm? Young Master?"
Zhong Limei opened his eyes and saw this confused face, his pupils trembled and he woke up.
"Young Master, you wake up!"
"Shh."
Xiang Shaoyu covered Zhong Limei's mouth, lowered his voice and said, "Be careful, don't make any noise, you go to a place with me."
"Yeah." Zhongli nodded dullly.
After a while, Xiang Shaoyu and Zhong Limei went deep into the forest of Yaowang Valley and left the villa far away.
"Young Master, what on earth do you want to do when you bring me out?"
Xiang Shaoyu stopped, turned around and looked at his good brother seriously, "Zhongli, watch out."
"Eight Thunders!"
I saw him shouting low, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet, his long black hair flew up, and electric light began to crackle.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He started with a fist like a thunderbolt, and after it was released, the terrifying impact passed by Zhong Limei, directly knocking him to the ground.
"Zhongli, am I strong now?"
Zhong Limei lay on the ground and shook his head blankly.
"Young Master, aren't you? What are you doing?"
He felt like his brain couldn't function properly, his words were incoherent, and he was in chaos.
Xiang Shaoyu's strength is actually just that. As generals who lead troops in battle, their skills are not bad.
But for example, if you meet Wei Zhuang, you will be killed instantly with a sword. There are too many masters in the world who can easily deal with them.
But Xiang Shaoyu now?
The young master has been in a coma for a while, and then wakes up. Will he be able to kill me instantly?
Zhong Limei found it difficult to accept the reality for a while.
The young master reminded him in advance of the punch just now that he still couldn't react. If it was really an enemy, he would turn into a corpse in an instant.
This gap is too big.
"Zhongli, I also want to teach you my way to become stronger."
"What?!"
Zhong Limei suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiang Shaoyu in disbelief, "Young Master, you..."
Xiang Shaoyu walked up to him and stretched out his hand to pull him up, "Zhongli, we are brothers. Didn't we agree to fight side by side to take off Ying Zheng's dog head? I have become stronger, so of course I can't leave you behind."
"Little Lord……"
"However, to accept the martial arts I am practicing now, you must endure great pain. Zhongli, you must be mentally prepared."
"Little Lord!"
Zhong Limei grabbed Xiang Shaoyu's hand, his lips and teeth trembled, his eyes were filled with tears but he was extremely determined, "Pain, is it as painful as Xiaolong's? I can bear it."
"well said."
Xiang Shaoyu pressed his shoulder hard, "The two of us, along with Xiaolong's share, will live for him, hurt for him, and avenge him."