"Junior Sister, she … she's dead." Bai Youling's body began to tremble. She seemed to be very worried about the old man's reaction after hearing this.
Therefore, after she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and half-knelt on the ground. After a while, the punishment she had imagined did not come. Then, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the old man.
"What exactly happened? How did Luosha die? "
Then, Bai Youling told the old man everything that had happened to the Blood Rakshasa in New Continent. The old man closed his eyes and listened. After Bai Youling finished speaking, he said faintly, "Luosha is my disciple. Even if she died, she can't die in vain."
"It just so happens that I've just come out of seclusion and need a blood sacrifice. Let's set the location at New Continent Port."
…
Zuo Zhicheng, who was far away in New Continent, did not know that another troublemaker had come knocking on his door. After he finished explaining the matters of the Wushu associations, he had already stepped onto the passenger ship heading north.
Zuo Zhicheng stepped onto the deck of the passenger ship. The passenger ship was quite large. It was about seven to eight stories high. There were five stories in total. The bottom floor was for ordinary people, while the top floor was for officials and nobles. Zuo Zhicheng was naturally staying in a single room.
He stood at the bow of the ship and could still see the entire Port of New Continent getting smaller and smaller in his eyes. It was gradually becoming a small dot between heaven and earth.
This time, his destination was an island called North Fang Island. It was a transit station in the sea and also one of the ports that Da Qi State had set up in New Continent. However, in terms of area, it was already under the control of the Zhongzhi Region.
Zuo Zhicheng's purpose this time was to find the last bit of breakthrough in his Human Phase through the massacre. However, he could not kill so many people at random. It would obviously attract the hostility of the imperial court or other forces.
Therefore, Zuo Zhicheng chose targets that he did not need to worry about being wanted by the imperial court or being besieged by other forces. In this new continent, such targets were naturally bandits, bandits, and pirates.
However, it was easy for news about Zuo Zhicheng to be leaked if the bandits fought with each other. Things were different in the vast sea. Zuo Zhicheng did not have to worry about anyone leaking the news. All he had to do was to kill all the witnesses on the pirate ship or in the pirate's lair.
As for the specific pirate den, he had already asked Qing Yueqiu to help him find it. When Qing Yueqiu heard that he wanted to kill pirates to sharpen his martial arts, she did not stop him. She had already arranged for an army guide on North Fang Island. When the time came, he would be able to blend into the army, find a pirate lair, or disguise himself as a merchant ship to attract the pirates.
As for the reason for choosing this ship, it was because in the past few months on the route to the North Fang, three passenger ships had gone missing. The government suspected that a new pirate force had appeared. However, this faction was very cunning. They never made a move against fleets with stronger defenses. Every time they made a move, their target would always be the most ordinary passenger ships.
However, this also showed that the strength of this pirate group was not very strong. Therefore, Zuo Zhicheng chose to try his luck and see if he could meet this mysterious group of pirates.
On the deck, other than Zuo Zhicheng, there were a few other passengers standing on the edge of the ship and looking out. On his left was a young man who was bragging to the two girls beside him. "Ah Ping, let me tell you. This time, I learned a set of fist techniques from He Minghai from Zizai Dojo. It is indeed much better than those country bumpkin dojos here. After just three days of learning, I feel like my whole body is different. "
The young girl called Ah Ping was quite youthful and beautiful. When she heard the man's words, she asked, "Is that true? Besides, isn't Zizai Dojo's Master called He Zizai? How did he become He Minghai? "
"You don't know this, but He Minghai's Master is He Zizai's second son. He learned from the old man's teachings and came to New Continent to open a hotel." The man spoke frankly and with assurance. "The way they train is different. They don't have those old-fashioned things like standing in a horse stance and putting on airs.
They train your physique and emphasize on physical strength. They don't have those fancy moves. Then, they teach you how to fight and how to punch and kick. I heard that after training for three months, you can beat someone who has trained for three years in an ordinary dojo. "
Zuo Zhicheng nodded silently. It was obvious that Zizai Dojo found another way after learning that ordinary people lacked Xiantian Qi. They came up with a training method that was similar to modern fighting and sanda. They directly trained people's physical strength and energy and then directly learned how to use it.
These modern methods were obviously more suitable for ordinary people who did not have Xiantian Qi. Compared to the martial arts that had been passed down from generation to generation, they were more direct and effective.
Zuo Zhicheng thought that as martial arts continued to be passed down, perhaps the martial arts that ordinary people practiced in the future would be like those on Earth in the past. They would increasingly abandon all kinds of stances and pursue pure speed, strength, and destructive power.
Just as Zuo Zhicheng was thinking about this, the man beside him seemed to have seen him nod. He directly said to him, "Brother, how may I address you? I'm Lin Hongsheng. Do you think what I said makes sense?"
Zuo Zhicheng said casually, "It makes sense to abandon the traditional moves and focus more on fighting techniques and training efficiency. But … "Before the young man could be happy, Zuo Zhicheng changed the topic and said," There must be a reason why the martial arts of the past have been passed down for so long. "
Lin Hongsheng immediately said with dissatisfaction, "What's the use of those old things? Let me tell you, when it comes to fighting, it still depends on who has more strength, who has faster reflexes, and who is more ruthless. A mess of fancy moves is useless."
Lin Hongsheng kept talking non-stop. Zuo Zhicheng naturally couldn't argue with such a layman, so he casually said a few words to brush him off.
At this moment, the man's voice suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked to the other side of the deck. A few Westerners with blonde hair and blue eyes walked out of the cabin. There were three men and one woman in total, wearing suits and white dresses.
The young man's eyes stopped on the blonde woman. She was wearing a white low-cut dress, and half of her white breasts were directly exposed to the air. For a moment, she attracted the attention of all the men around her. The women gritted their teeth and secretly cursed the blonde woman.
Zuo Zhicheng also looked at these Westerners, but his attention was not on the blonde woman's breasts. These Westerners had prominent cheekbones, blonde hair, and blue eyes. They were very similar to the Europeans he had seen in his previous life. Naturally, he was not as surprised as the people from Da Qi State around him.
What attracted his attention was the strength of these four Westerners.
Purple Xiantian Qi covered their bodies. All of them were Qi Refinement experts, and the strongest among them, the blonde man, had waves of orange-yellow Xiantian Qi revolving around his heart.
Three of them were above 90% purple, and the last one was around 10% orange.
Zuo Zhicheng had thought that there might be masters who had Innate Qi among the Westerners. But he did not expect to meet them so soon, and four of them at once.
Just as he was observing them, the four men and women seemed to feel something and looked in his direction.
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