Chapter 137 137. What do you think [Kong Wuli] refers to?
The lecture on the first day did not attract many people.
According to Mo Hao's observation, the people in this city are similar to Linzi. They are not hostile to other people, but they have a feeling that they don't care about the outside world.
After Confucius gave lectures for three days, he gave up the idea of recruiting more students.
"These people were awakened by [fire] just like me, but their consciousness and thinking are still in chaos and confusion."
After three days of observation, Confucius has determined that the people in the city are closer to machines than humans.
"They're conscious, but not enough to sustain themselves."
While speaking, Confucius looked at the sky and whispered, "It seems that being awakened by the [fire] is not a good thing. Except for a few people, the self-awareness and wisdom of others will probably become It’s fuel for the fire.”
After realizing that it was impossible for most of the people in the city to have themselves, Confucius made another decision quickly.
"Let's go, let's meet up with Mozi and find a way to kill the tyrant."
Confucius was very active, or he was a sage who was able to travel around the country and promote his theories during that extremely chaotic period. Being active was just the most basic manifestation.
Now that the teacher has spoken, Mo Hao and Su Zhilan naturally have no objections. Even because of the job transfer task, Mo Hao will not refute this.
After all, to recast Wang Huo, [Zi]'s help is needed, and one of the Nine Cauldrons is also needed.
The three of them came to the boundary of this area. After a slight dizziness, the scene changed again.
I don't know if it was because he experienced more scene changes, but Mo Hao felt that his dizziness was much better.
Just as the dizzy feeling dissipated, Mo Hao subconsciously grabbed Su Zhilan beside him and pulled her towards him, then raised his leg and kicked the long knife into pieces.
At the same time, his legs and feet were spitting like poisonous snakes, slightly retracted and then kicked out twice, hitting the attacker in the head.
In an instant, the clear and obvious sound of skull cracking reached the ears of everyone present.
"We have lots of ideas, let's work together!"
A large number of enemies have surrounded them, with a rough calculation of around two hundred.
The enemy was wearing armor and the weapons that shone with a cold light were definitely not from this era.
It was not bronze, but iron, even made of steel.
This is not something that should be here, and the technology of this era cannot produce it on a large scale.
Then it is not difficult to guess the source of these weapons. Only existences that do not belong to this world can provide these things.
The answer appeared in his mind almost instantly: the Doomsday Society.
Apart from them, Mo Hao couldn't think of anyone who would provide high-quality weapons to the people in Taixu.
They will cooperate with Doomsday!
The moment he realized this, Mo Hao suddenly rose up, and the violent tiger came and instantly tore two enemies in iron armor with both hands.
He shattered armor and corpses with his bare hands. Under the effect of the full-level [Soul Furnace], the corpses quickly turned into fly ash, leaving no trace of residue.
Seemingly frightened by Mo Hao's violent killing behavior with his bare hands, the enemies surrounding them paused.
In such a pause, Su Zhilan and Kong Fuzi's counterattack had arrived.
Two flying swords were used to protect one's body. The bronze sword taken from Qi Kanggong ignored the protection of the iron armor and easily left fatal injuries on the enemies, and even cut off the heads of several enemies with one blow.
Even the bronze sword in the hands of Qi Kanggong, the last king of the country, is not comparable to ordinary weapons. Under the control of Su Zhilan, this bronze sword has an edge that can easily tear the alloy.
On the other side, Confucius also realized that he was surrounded by enemies.
For the founder of Confucianism, who once led his disciples on study tours, went to various countries to give lectures, and promoted his own doctrines in front of kings of various countries, this situation was no stranger to him.
Whether it is encountering bandits in the wild, or being hunted down by people because one's teachings have offended others. This was not the first time he had encountered this situation.
He even has extremely rich experience in dealing with it.
There was no verbal communication, because when he knew that one party had already used weapons, verbal communication was completely useless.
If you want both parties to sit down and communicate normally, you must use absolute violence to make the enemy realize that more people will die more tragically if they pick up a knife.
He will die miserably, extremely miserably, and terribly!
Confucius just raised his hand and raised his clenched right fist. Under the loose robe, the strong body had begun to release its due power.
"kill!!!!"
A man wearing heavy armor and looking like a leader planned to take action, trying to kill one of the three people to establish his power and thereby undermine the enemy's fighting spirit.
But he picked the wrong opponent.
There was no time to react, the eyes couldn't even capture the other party's whereabouts, and even the brain didn't know what was going on.
The leader could only watch helplessly as the knife he slashed out was broken inch by inch. After the knife was completely broken, it was his hand's turn, and then spread to his whole body.
In the end, the whole person turned into countless fragments and shot out in all directions.
The fragments carry incomparable penetrating power into trees, rocks, armor, and even people.
Nothing can withstand the flying fragments. The fragments exploded within a ten-foot radius, directly penetrating any stupid thing that dared to resist it.
With one blow, dozens of enemies around him were completely incapacitated, and half of them were pierced through their vital organs and on the verge of death.
And what caused all this was just one punch thrown by Confucius.
"You really... underestimate me."
Thinking that the leader-like guy wanted to use himself to establish authority, Confucius couldn't help but shake his head.
Among the six Confucian arts, [shooting] and [improving] are prepared to face this kind of situation.
Even Confucius himself led his disciples to exterminate bandits and bandits more than once, and the results were much better than those of some regular armies.
In the other direction, Mo Hao transformed into a bloody whirlwind. Anyone caught by this whirlwind would only have their armor turned into pieces in the world.
Even that thing can no longer be called fragments. It should be said that it is just steel particles on the ground.
Without corpses remaining, a fully-leveled [Soul Furnace] would not waste [resources] like this.
He rushed directly into the crowd and killed everyone he saw, while keeping an eye on who was commanding the team.
After many battles, Mo Hao had some experience in facing one against many.
It's very simple to say:
Fight in, find the person commanding, kill and then fight out.
Usually at this time, the opponent's morale has hit rock bottom.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t reach rock bottom.
Go back and kill one more time, or even several times.
If the opponent's morale does not drop, then just kill all the soldiers and artificially reduce the morale to zero.
Zero multiplied by any number will always be zero.
Without soldiers, morale means nothing.
Thanks to [Duckweed Common People] and [Blurred Sight] for their rewards
(End of this chapter)