Chapter 5381 Martial arts competition in the mountain village!
The team responsible for searching for the Ghost Realm Messenger received exciting news.
Based on various clues, they followed and explored and found a remote mountain village.
After investigation, it was determined that all the people in this village were descendants of the Royal Guards.
They became brothers and lived and died together to explore the world, and ordered their descendants to do the same.
After all, the power of one person is limited. If everyone works together, it will be difficult to achieve anything.
Three people can form a crowd and they can conquer all directions; ten thousand people can form an army and they can sweep the world.
The descendants strictly followed the ancestral precepts and lived together all the time. Some people moved away during this period, but they were still a very small minority.
Over hundreds of years, it has experienced many ups and downs, and its residence has been moved several times, from the original big city to a remote mountain village.
Although the living environment is getting worse and worse, the inheritance from hundreds of years ago has been successfully preserved.
Everyone in the village, men, women, old and young, knows martial arts and knows how to form troops. They are powerful beings that bandits dare not provoke.
The weapons held by the villagers are more sophisticated than those of the bandit army, and there is no shortage of spears and cannons.
This is also one of the ancestral precepts. You can be a good citizen of a country, but you must never give up the right to hold weapons.
If you encounter chaos in the world, encounter bandits, or invade by foreign enemies, you will not be reduced to the point of being slaughtered by others.
If there are no weapons, there will be no courage. The enemy may massacre an entire village with just one shot per person.
If one person had a weapon, it would be enough to make ten enemies fearful and they would not dare to provoke him easily.
Some things that happened later proved that the ancestral precept was correct. If it were not for the persistence of the older generation, the village would have been wiped out several times.
The heroic performance in the war gave the village a great reputation. Without causing trouble, those in power chose to ignore the village.
The villagers are also very cooperative. They usually farm and herd sheep, pay taxes according to regulations, and appear to be indifferent to the world.
When a group of experts came to the village and expressed their intentions, many villagers looked indifferent.
They are used to staying in the village and are unwilling to interact with outsiders, let alone work for others.
Even deep down, there is still a trace of pride, thinking that the inheritance of the ancestors cannot be compared to others.
Even if the villagers were paid to test it, no one was willing to cooperate, and an eviction order was quickly issued.
Faced with the stubborn villagers, the experts had no choice but to ask the man in black robe for help.
A man in black robe disguised as a sleeper took the initiative to stand up and faced a large group of villagers with unfavorable expressions.
"If you can knock me down, we will leave immediately, otherwise we will obediently cooperate with the test."
Hearing this, the villagers suddenly sneered.
Influenced by the inheritance of ancestral training, villagers, regardless of gender, have practiced various martial arts since childhood, and all have solid real kung fu.
And they are all killing techniques. They can kill people with every move. They are definitely not fancy tricks.
Now there is an outsider challenging the villagers in the field they are best at. How can such a thing be tolerated?
"I'm here to meet you!"
A strong young man stood up first.
He took three steps forward, but his body shook five times, making a crackling sound of muscles and bones.
The young man's momentum at this time was like a tiger, ready to attack its prey.
I saw him kicking his hind legs, causing a burst of smoke and dust, and then his body shot towards the black-robed man like an arrow from a string.
It was extremely fast, but in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed in front of it.
“Roar!”
The young man roared, sounding like a tiger.
At this moment, his left arm was swung forward violently, carrying a thousand catties of power.
Looking at his palm, it instantly doubled in size and became thicker and thicker, very similar to a real tiger's paw.
Tiger fist, tiger claws!
Such a violent slap on the body would definitely result in broken bones and tendons.
Ordinary people cannot dodge such a swift and violent attack and can only endure it forcefully.
The man in black robe did not dodge. He raised his hand and punched out, hitting the young man's palm directly.
I didn’t see how much strength he used, but he blocked this fierce palm forcefully, and then there was a short-term stalemate.
When everyone watching the battle saw this, they were secretly shocked.
They are all very aware of the power of the young man's move, which can break a pebble the size of a human head. The man in black robe neutralized the power of this move lightly, which proved that his method was stronger.
The young man whose attack was blocked turned red, turned around without hesitation, and swept out a thick thigh.
Tiger fist, tiger tail kick.
This strike was not about knitting the legs, but slightly bending them, with all the strength being directed at the toes.
Once you are hit by your toes, you will either die or be disabled.
If you avoid your toes but are hit by this thick leg, you will also suffer severe injuries.
The man in black robe responded tooth for tooth, foot for foot. He raised his foot like lightning and kicked the young man in the hip.
The young man was kicked and immediately let out a scream and collapsed to the ground unable to get up.
When the other villagers saw this, they were shocked and rushed forward with anger on their faces.
At this moment, the man in black robe snorted coldly and said in a disdainful tone: "Look what you are practicing, a good set of Tiger Fist will make you practice like a house cat. It’s such a shame for our ancestors!”
The villagers were even more furious after hearing this.
"Who are you, and why do you say that!"
A middle-aged man in the village asked in an angry tone. He practices tiger boxing, and this is The person with the highest achievement among his generation.
The young man was a fellow villager and his most proud disciple, but today he was defeated and belittled by an outsider.
The middle-aged man was naturally very angry and couldn't help but stand up, wanting to teach outsiders a lesson.
The man in black robe looked at the middle-aged man, looked at him for a few seconds, and sneered again: "Another guy who practices Tiger Boxing, he has developed the body and bones, but not the soul. Seeing that you are sluggish and energetic, your achievements in this life are limited to this."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man suddenly widened his eyes with an incredulous expression.
He never expected that the man in black robe would say such words and be so precise.
To be able to make such a comment, one must know the essence of Tiger Fist, otherwise it would be impossible to see through his roots at a glance.
"Who are you and why do you know this?"
The middle-aged man can feel that his legs are shaking. This is something that was impossible to happen in the past.
His feet were like cast iron, as if they had taken root on the ground. It was impossible for him to be so trembling.
“Stop talking nonsense, take action, use all your strength!”
The voice of the man in black robe came, still cold and disdainful.
But the middle-aged man suppressed his anger, cheered up, and his mental state changed instantly.
Like a sleeping tiger, it has just woken up from a dream and is moving its body at the moment.
A pair of eyes is staring at the prey, and the steps are slowly moving, testing the prey while still looking for the best opportunity to attack.
The seemingly dim eyes are filled with flashes of lightning, which is a sign of high mental concentration.
Being able to do this means that Tiger Fist has entered the realm of Dacheng. Although it has a human appearance, it is not much different from a real tiger.
The tiger is the king of beasts and kills people easily.
The man in black robe stood there without any defensive movements, as if his whole body was full of flaws.
The onlookers felt that they could easily kill the black-robed man in such a relaxed state.
But the confrontation that just happened made them aware that this was actually an illusion.
The state of the man in black robe is more like a terrifying trap.
When you think you have an opportunity and actually launch an attack, you will be the unlucky one.
The middle-aged man knew this and became more and more fearful, but knew that he had to take action.
Once you are too afraid to move forward, it will inevitably affect the morale of other villagers, and even their confidence will be hit.
Even if he knew he was going to die, he still had to attack.
The middle-aged man raised his heart, blood surged all over his body, and he burst out with twelve points of strength in an instant.
"Roar!"
The middle-aged man was like a tiger pouncing on food, instantly rushing towards the man in black robe, and his single move was the most deadly killing move.
At this moment, the man in black robe suddenly widened his eyes.
Like a black tiger leaping into a stream, it flew up on the spot. The next second, it held down the middle-aged man and trampled him down on the grass.
(End of this chapter)