After finishing his sentence, Gui Quan disappeared into the shadows once again. A few seconds later, there were continuous sounds of collisions, shattering, and women screaming all around them.
Finally, after a high-pitched roar, there was the sound of something breaking through the air. Bai Youling's voice was filled with hatred.
"Gui Quan …"
"… Next time …"
"… I want you … to be torn into pieces …"
Bai Youling's voice seemed to be very fast. In the blink of an eye, the hatred in her voice had become indistinct.
Just as everyone was looking at each other, Ghost Fist, who was wearing a white mask, appeared once again. In his hand, he was holding a jade-like golden arm that was as white as snow.
It was Bai Youling's arm.
Zuo Zhicheng couldn't help but frown when he thought of his opponent. The woman named Bai Youling was sinister and was good at using hidden weapons. However, this was still manageable for Zuo Zhicheng. The most troublesome thing was her speed.
In other words, she was extremely fast.
'It should be some kind of special martial art. She uses speed and long-range hidden weapons to fight.' Even so, Zuo Zhicheng relied on his strong stealth and explosive power. With the help of infrared vision, he was like the king of the night. Not only did he kill Bai Youling's companions, but he also forced Bai Youling into a corner.
However, just as he was about to kill her, she used some kind of metallic gas jet device to escape quickly. Zuo Zhicheng couldn't catch up with her for a while. In the end, he only managed to take away one of her arms.
Zuo Zhicheng looked at the shocked and fearful faces of the five people in front of him. He said, "Your strength … is not that great. I hope that the Shadow Corps, which can contend with the Underworld Sect, is more than this. "
Zuo Zhicheng's purpose was to let the Shadow Corps share his burden. Furthermore, he had achieved great success in Qi Refinement, and his strength had increased tremendously. He was also planning to start getting in touch with the power of the imperial court. Of course, he still used the non-existent identity of Gui Quan as a buffer between the two. This way, even if something went wrong, he could make Gui Quan disappear immediately.
Lin Gang Ho stood up and said: "Of course, after the Underworld Sect's Soulbringer was repelled by your excellency, the headquarters has already sent experts to suppress the new port. I believe you won't be disappointed. "
"That's good." Zuo Zhicheng nodded and said coldly, "According to the Underworld Sect's rule, if a mission fails, the mission will be upgraded by one level and a stronger expert will be sent to solve it. After failing five times in a row, he felt that the losses outweighed the gains and gave up on the mission.
"Regarding the new port, because of their internal strife, other than the Blood Rakshasa, the first three missions were just ordinary spies sent here to do intelligence work. However, the last person they sent, Bai Youling, was already an expert who had achieved great success in Qi Refinement. It can be said that they upgraded the mission by several levels in one go. Even though they thought that this mission was foolproof, it still failed. They won't be sending anyone else in the near future."
Zuo Zhicheng's words made the five of them sweat. The other party's intelligence gathering seemed to be much better than theirs. Then, they remembered that the other party had captured the Blood Rakshasa and the Underworld Sect's spies. It was natural for him to know this kind of information.
"Thank you for your help, your excellency. I wonder if we can …" Lin Gang Ho still wanted to find a chance to establish contact with the other party, but before he could finish speaking, his vision blurred and he had already lost sight of the other party.
He could only hear a faint voice in the night sky.
"If there's a need to contact, I'll come to you."
…
In the morning three weeks later, on the training field, Zuo Zhicheng was holding his breath as he slowly lifted a stone weight from the ground.
In the past three weeks, in the eyes of others, Zuo Zhicheng had been training at the dojo as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning. At night, when the moon was high in the sky, he would finish his training and return home to sleep. Xiao Lan couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade him to relax a little. However, she was stopped by Jiang Tien-cheng every time.
However, if they knew that Zuo Zhicheng not only practiced the Heaven's Gate Fist Technique at the dojo every day, but also practiced the Northern Peng Peng Style and Yama's Golden Body at night. He also translated the ancient secret manual, they would be even more surprised.
In fact, if it wasn't for the lack of spiritual food and the fact that his daily training had its limits, Zuo Zhicheng might not have gone to the dojo to practice the Heaven's Gate Fist Technique during the day.
Without spiritual food, Zuo Zhicheng's body also had its limits. Basically, his daily training at night was already at its maximum. If he went any further, he would probably overdo it and cause various internal injuries. This was a result of insufficient nutrition and energy. In this era where spiritual food was pitifully scarce, Zuo Zhicheng hadn't found a solution for the time being.
At this moment, Jiang Tien-cheng was looking at Zuo Zhicheng with eyes full of admiration. He was very satisfied with the progress that Zuo Zhicheng had made in the past three weeks. Zuo Zhicheng's hardworking spirit, as well as his talent in various fighting styles and adaptations, made him very satisfied.
'Zuo Zhicheng is indeed soft on the outside but tough on the inside. The more he is defeated, the braver he becomes. The more pressure he is under, the more extraordinary he can perform and the more ingenious his moves are. ' Jiang Tien-cheng was even more satisfied when he thought of the few practical battles he had with Zuo Zhicheng during this period of time. The only thing Zuo Zhicheng lacked now was the accumulation of Xiantian Qi.
'What a pity. If I had another year, I guarantee that Zuo Zhicheng would be able to defeat Xiao Changhe in ten moves. In the end, the time he has spent practicing martial arts is still too short. '
Although ordinary people couldn't see the existence of Xiantian Qi, they couldn't even understand the principles behind it. However, they had their own way of judging whether or not Xiantian Qi could be connected.
Seeing Zuo Zhicheng slowly lift the stone weight, Jiang Qing cheered loudly. She turned to Jiang Tien-cheng beside her and asked, "Dad, based on Zuo Zhicheng's current progress, he should have connected Xiantian Qi, right?"
Jiang Tien-cheng nodded and said, "That should be the case." Xiantian Qi was a body that surpassed the physical body of ordinary people. Once there was a breakthrough, the progress achieved would also exceed the limits of ordinary people's progress. This was one of the criteria that ordinary people used to judge whether or not one had connected Xiantian Qi without psionic vision.
However, Zuo Zhicheng's current progress was clearly something that he had deliberately controlled.
Seeing Zuo Zhicheng put down the stone weight, Jiang Qing happily patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's great, Zuo Zhicheng. Now that you have connected Xiantian Qi, if you continue to train hard for the next two months, you might really be able to beat Xiao Changhe."
Naturally, there was a lot of encouragement in her words. After all, Jiang Qing didn't know about the existence of psionic food. To her, they were both connected Xiantian Qi, but Xiao Changhe had a huge advantage in terms of training time.
She secretly decided in her heart, 'If it really doesn't work out, I'll sneak up on that guy and break one of his legs …'
"Not bad. You've worked hard these past three weeks." Jiang Tien-cheng said to Zuo Zhicheng, "But it's not good to be too tense. Alternating between tension and relaxation is the right way to go. You should rest for the next two days. Go out and have some fun and relax."
"Rest? Don't I need to continue training? "Zuo Zhicheng was stunned for a moment. The word 'rest' was something he hadn't experienced in a long time. Whether it was in his previous life or this life, working non-stop, training non-stop, becoming stronger non-stop. His entire life was as tense as a rubber band at any time and place. This was already a normal state.
Even if he wanted to relax, like in his previous life, he would kill anyone he didn't like, race cars, or find a beautiful waitress to sleep with for a few hours.
After coming to the New World, if outsiders knew about Zuo Zhicheng's daily schedule, they would definitely feel miserable. However, in Zuo Zhicheng's opinion, the days where he didn't have to walk the line between life and death were already very relaxing.
Moreover, he really didn't know where to go to play here.
However, while Zuo Zhicheng didn't have any plans, Jiang Qing beside him became excited. "Okay, Dad, why don't I take the afternoon off and take Zuo out to play? It's been almost half a year and he's been staying in the martial arts center. He hasn't been anywhere. How would he know where to go?"
Jiang Tien-cheng didn't want to agree, but he couldn't stand Jiang Qing's coquettish behavior. In the end, he could only watch as his daughter took Zuo Zhicheng and ran away.
On the surface, he looked helpless, but in his heart, he was laughing. This daughter of his had liked to play with swords and guns since she was young. He was originally worried that she wouldn't be able to find a good husband, but now it seemed that she was hurt by Zuo Zhicheng.
"Although Zuo isn't rich, he's a good person and knows how to work hard." He was originally a little worried that Zuo Zhicheng's character was too soft, which was a flaw for a warrior. However, from the day he accepted Xiao Changhe's one-on-one challenge, he could tell that this kid was still hot-blooded at critical moments.
"Dad, why don't Xiao Lan also take the day off and play with us?"
"No, she still has to cook."
"Anyway, you're the only one eating. Just make do."
Jiang Tianzheng shook his head helplessly when he saw Jiang Qing running back and Xiao Lan, who was cutting vegetables in the kitchen. This time, he was really helpless.
"Then … there should be noodles in the kitchen."
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