Chapter 52 Breaking the void, catching the cannonball in hand (7000)
Although this venue was temporarily built, everyone in the Wonu Kingdom had exhausted their manpower and material resources in the remaining months.
They even used experts at the Grand Boxer level to carve out a piece of flat land on this island that was full of thorns and strange rocks. Then they set up rows of wooden stakes and paved them with stones. A hall covering an extremely large area was built out of scratch.
When Zhu Tiandu arrived, a rolling thunder suddenly flashed across the sky, followed by torrential rain. The clear sky suddenly became dark, the strong wind whipped, and the torrential rain hit with extreme violence.
Even this solid hall, built by the hands of the great boxers, felt a bit precarious for a moment, as if it was about to be completely destroyed by the violent storm.
However, even if everyone present is not a boxer, they are still people who have seen the big world, so naturally they will not be frightened by the little storm.
To them, Zhu Tiandu, the Dragon King, was far more noteworthy than any changes in the celestial phenomena.
After Zhu Tendo appeared, many famous figures of the Wonu Kingdom immediately stood up. Whether it was the "Tiger of Kai" or the "Dragon of Echigo", they all paid tribute to the "Oni Emperor" and "Master of the Shadow Kingdom".
Even those swordsmen with cloth strips tied on their heads and determined to take revenge still had to show the most basic respect in front of the Dragon King. They stood up one after another and bowed slightly to Zhu Tiandu.
However, compared to the daimyo, the figures of these swordsmen are like divine blades with excellent toughness. Even if they are forced to bend for a moment, they are still cold and breathtaking.
Zhu Tiandu nodded slightly, opened his hands, and signaled to everyone. The daimyo understood and sat back down.
But those swordsmen remained motionless, still maintaining their bowed postures.
At this moment, Treasure Court Yinrong stepped forward and stopped in front of the swordsmen. He stood with a gun and said without being humble or arrogant:
"Crocodile Head, Oni Emperor, Kamizumi-sensei and Tsukahara-sensei are warriors and can die on the battlefield. Naturally, they deserve to die, but..."
Hohoin Yinrong originally studied under Kamizumi Nobutsuna in order to create his own school of spearmanship, and he became a disciple of this sword master.
Now that Kamiizumi Nobutsuna has died in battle, as a figure who is second to none in terms of status and spear skills among the disciples, he naturally has to come out to carry the banner, represent the sect, raise an army to investigate the crime, and demand an explanation.
Treasure House raised his head, looked directly at the two of them, and said in a deep voice:
"They died for the two of them after all, but the murderer was invited by the two to participate in this alliance openly. Isn't it a little too much to do this?"
Hearing these words, the swordsmen all raised their heads and looked directly at the two father and son who once bullied the Japanese slave country and made this generation almost breathless.
In the process of rushing to Aobei Island, they had already learned the whole story of the previous battle.
They knew that the two great sword masters were invited by Zhu Polong to deal with Xu Xing who was in charge of Southern Shaolin. They also knew that the Great Sage Huntian was a former disciple of the Eight-Armed Shura.
You must know that to this day, Zhu Tiandu has not removed Yue Duhai's position, nor has he concluded the coffin of the "second man in the world" who betrayed Thirty-Six Ships.
As a result, Xu Xing's identity seemed extremely ambiguous to these Japanese slaves. Not to mention that the swordsmen were even more angry when they saw Zhu Tiandu openly inviting Xu Xing to attend the meeting.
Driven by strong hatred, these swordsmen even gave up their fear of the two father and son, and looked at Zhu Polong with a determination to fight to the death, filled with an extremely tragic temperament.
In order to show his sincerity for this alliance, Zhu Tiandu gave full power to the Japanese slaves to arrange the venue. He even left only a few dozen confidants in the venue.
Therefore, at this moment, when these swordsmen who are determined to die stand up, their momentum is so great that they can even overwhelm the thirty-six people who are the masters.
The senses of those dead soldiers are extremely sharp, like wild beasts, and they can feel any disturbance.
Now facing these swordsmen, they just feel that they are like a group of beasts grinding their teeth and sucking blood, killing people like crazy, and the hair on their bodies is rising.
Especially the gun-wielding monk in the lead!
But who is Zhu Polong? As a master, he has commanded thirty-six ships for several years. How could he be overwhelmed by such momentum?
Seeing this, a fierce light flashed in Zhu Polong's eyes. He neither advanced nor retreated. Instead, he took a step forward and came to the treasure courtyard with an momentum that almost completely overwhelmed the monk. He said with a ferocious smile:
"What, you want to ask me for an explanation?"
He raised his eyes again, glanced at the faces of the swordsmen one by one with a serious gaze, and sneered:
"Your master came here to seek the truth and died a worthy death. I admire you, but you..."
While speaking, Zhu Polong raised a finger, shook it, and sneered:
"It's easy to give an explanation. Anyone who is dissatisfied will stand up and I will beat you to death right now!"
The scene was about to break out, and even the many samurai standing behind the daimyo, and even themselves, felt a strong sense of crisis and stood up.
The air in the entire venue seemed to solidify into pig iron all of a sudden, so oppressive that everyone could hardly breathe.
No one thought that these swordsmen's will for revenge would be so strong, and no one thought that this evil-looking Crocodile Head, who was always good at dancing and smooth in dealing with things, was unwilling to give in at all.
As a result, this alliance, which aims to gather all forces to jointly manage the Central Plains, has not officially begun yet, but it is already about to usher in an internal split and a brutal fight that will determine life and death.
Although the matter has not really developed to this point, many quick-thinking daimyo have smelled the faint scent of blood in the air, and even sensed the determination of the two leaders.
From the very beginning, they decided to get rid of all noise!
No matter who it is, or for what reason, who wants to disrupt the alliance, neither of them will show any mercy.
Oda Nobunaga's feelings about this were even more obvious. He looked at those swordsmen with some indescribable pity and disdain for their stupidity.
He picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, hiding the luster from his eyes.
——These people are the sacrifices that Crocodile chooses to sacrifice to the flag.
Seeing that these swordsmen still had no intention of retreating, Zhu Polong gave a thumbs up, wiped the corners of his mouth, and sneered:
"Very good. Although he is stupid, at least he is not a cowardly person. Who wants to be the first to seek death?"
The Nichiren Sect Leader, who had always been silent, could no longer remain silent at this moment. He also took a step forward and came to the treasure house. He held all the Buddhist beads sucked on his flesh in his hands and said in a deep voice:
"Crocodile Head, are you going too far for an outsider? What Yinrong and the others want is just an explanation.
As long as Crocodile Head or King Oni personally say that this person has nothing to do with Thirty-Six Ships, we can still continue to cooperate. ”
Although the leader of the Nichiren Sect was the leader of the sect, he was more eager to cooperate than most of the daimyo present.
However, what he seeks is not secular power, but the religious power to rule Buddhism in the Central Plains like the Wheel-turning King.
Ever since his defeat at the hands of Kamiizumi Nobutsuna, Nichiren Sect Leader knew that no matter how hard he tried, he might not be able to catch up with this amazingly talented swordsman.
Therefore, he chose another path to preach the Dharma.
Nichiren Sect Leader is also a person who has read the history of China thoroughly and knows the deeds of Pasiba, the master of the Great Yuan Emperor.
He wanted to use the military power of Zhu Tiandu and others to spread the Nichiren Taoism widely throughout the land of Central China, just like the Phagpa Guangda Sakya Sect.
Because of this kind of thinking, the Nichiren Sect Master's persuasion can be said to be extremely sincere.
As ambitious as he is, he really doesn't want to see such a split within his family before something big is accomplished.
However, Zhu Polong didn't care about this at all, but just acted arbitrarily and arbitrarily. He rolled his eyelids and said with a strange smile:
"Explanation? Since he is a warrior, he can only speak with his mouth?"
Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Zhu Tiandu suddenly looked at Shanfu and said with a smile:
"My friend, have you seen enough?"
Since Zhu Tiandu appeared, Shanfu has never shown any signs of madness, and his eyes have always been fixed on him, motionless, not even blinking his eyelids.
This tall and thin old man seemed to have suddenly turned into a stone statue, motionless and lifeless. Only his eyes, which were like will-o'-the-wisps, became brighter and brighter, even frightening.
After hearing Zhu Tiandu's question, Shan Fu slowly looked away. His old face twitched, he sighed longly and said:
"I haven't been born for a long time, but I never thought that a person like you would appear in the world? The title of Ghost Emperor is so insulting to you.
The Dragon King was born, and wind and rain followed him. The Dragon Kings in myths are all false. How can they compare with you? You are the real Dragon King. ”
This old man's tone was so frightening that he compared himself to the Tengu demon. After meeting Zhu Tiandu, he felt that he was not as good as him, so he even gave him the title of a god or a Buddha.
In Shanfu's eyes, Zhu Tiandu's steps, breathing, the opening and closing of every pore, and even the vital changes of his whole person were all coincident with the sudden wind and rain, and were blended into one.
He even felt that Zhu Tiandu was not a body of flesh and blood, but a solitary shadow formed by wind and rain.
It was as if Zhu Tiandu was part of this storm, or in other words, he was the one who caused it.
This mysterious and mysterious feeling would not be felt at all if the boxing technique had not reached the ultimate state and the spirit had not transcended the "to the void" state.
Gods control heaven, real people control earth, and immortals control wind and rain!
After saying this, the light in Yamabushi's eyes immediately dimmed. This dimming did not disappear, but was an extreme concentration and condensation, as if pure light was being gathered into sparks that could ignite vegetation.
He spoke very fast, like a barrage of questions:
"This is the spiritual realm of 'breaking the void' in Central Plains boxing? You don't have the body of an immortal, but you have the will of an immortal and the fists of an immortal. How on earth can you withstand it?"
Even for a master who has carved his own path, this kind of question seems too presumptuous, not to mention that Shanfu is facing a peerless strongman like Zhu Tiandu who is unparalleled in the world?
Zhu Tiandu didn't take it seriously, and just smiled. There was no pride or conceit in his tone, only a matter-of-fact plainness.
"It's just a matter of taking advantage of the trend. If you want to 'break the void', you can't achieve it by practicing hard. You also need to coincide with the general trend.
My path is to sink the land of China, shatter the mountains and rivers, completely cut off the national destiny of the Ming Dynasty, and then learn from it the earth-shaking and everything-shattering boxing skills.
Although it is not fully completed now, it has gained some momentum. Given your state, it is normal not to be able to see it. ”
The old man's eyes suddenly shrank into needlepoints, and he sighed deeply:
"How great your courage is, how high your boxing skills are. You can use the entire Central Plains as a stepping stone for martial arts. No wonder you can achieve this state.
It's a pity that I don't have the courage to do such a big thing. I'm only curious about one thing. What does the blood of a master like you taste like? ”
At the end of the sentence, the old man laughed strangely, like a hungry beggar. Naturally, he couldn't bear the sight of a table full of feasts.
Zhu Tiandu just smiled.
"Your ninjutsu is designed to kill people. Naturally, it cannot do such a big thing. It is too mysterious and not powerful enough to become a great path. Even if it can kill me, it will not be of any use. What's more..."
Zhu Tiandu raised his head and glanced sideways at him.
"You can't kill me, I'll only give you one chance, take advantage of it."
He turned around again, faced the treasure house and others, and said calmly:
"I still retain the position of Yue Lao Er. Since his apprentice has paid his respects according to the rules, I will naturally not stop him.
However, within Thirty-Six Ships, there is always a challenge. If you want revenge, you can challenge him at any time, and I will not stop him. ”
After receiving Zhu Tiandu's guarantee, both the Hohoin and Nichiren Sect leaders, as well as the swordsmen, all breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, they are not very afraid of Xu Xing. After all, even if he is a master, he is still a mortal body. As long as he is adequately prepared, he is definitely not incapable of dealing with him.
What they were afraid of was that Zhu Tiandu and Zhu Polong had an ulterior connection with the Great Sage Huntian.
They were even more afraid that Zhu Polong arranged this operation just to take the opportunity to eradicate the two remaining grandmaster-level combat forces of the Japanese slave country, paving the way for complete control of the Japanese slave kingdom.
Fortunately, now it seems that is not the case.
Even Zhu Polong himself looked at Zhu Tiandu in surprise,
He didn't know why his adoptive father didn't kill a few swordsmen to establish his authority as originally planned, but instead let these people go lightly.
Could it be because of the upcoming Great Sage Huntian?
——
Before a stick of incense, outside Aobei Island.
It was windy and rainy, the sky was dark and the earth was dark. The dark sea surface was like boiling. Huge waves were rolling back and forth. Many ships moored on the shore were ups and downs in the waves, colliding with each other and making a heart-wrenching creaking sound.
A group of pirates were gathering next to the beach, looking at the sea in the distance. A pirate with a linen hand wrapped in linen wiped the rain from his face, barely opened his eyes, and complained:
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"How dare those bastards in official attire come here in this weather?"
An old pirate with a cigarette stick on his waist shook his head. Even though the rain was pouring down, he still faced the sea without looking back and sneered:
"You entered the industry late and have never met Qi Hu's Qi Jiajun, so you can say such nonsense."
Where the young pirate couldn't see, the old man's face revealed a trace of imperceptible fear.
Behind the two men, there were dozens of pirates. The place they were guarding had a wide view and not many rocks blocking it. It was one of the few beaches on Aobei Island that was suitable for ships to dock.
Therefore, Zhu Polong sent them all, and there were dozens of pirates responsible for each shift, specially responsible for guarding this place.
However, pirates are just pirates after all. No matter how majestic Zhu Polong is on weekdays, he still cannot completely restrain them without systematic discipline.
Therefore, seeing that the weather today was so bad, with a violent storm, and a scene like the end of the world, these pirates consciously gathered together and hid behind a big rock to avoid the wind for the time being.
They all had similar views to the young pirate. Now that Yu Long and Qi Hu were both dead, even if Taizhou wanted to take this opportunity to catch them all, who could they send?
Just the old eunuch Lu Fang? !
Hahaha!
In this relaxed atmosphere, only the old pirate remained "loyal to his duty" even though he was hiding behind a stone.
After a while, he really realized that something was wrong. He saw something. Although it was floating in the waves, it always stood firm.
The old pirate opened his eyes wide and concentrated. After a while, he saw clearly that it was a Dapeng flag embroidered with gold patterns and inscribed with five characters.
——Yi from all over the world!
He is an old man from Thirty Six Ships, so he naturally recognizes this flag.
The old pirate even knew that the golden roc flag that once belonged to the "Eight-Armed Shura" Yue Buhai now had another owner with a greater reputation and a more vicious character.
——Great Sage Huntian, Xu Tafa!
The moment he saw the flag clearly, the old pirate fell to the ground. His hands and feet were cold and his body was numb. He just shouted:
"It's the Great Sage, the Great Sage is calling!"
The three words "Great Sage" were like some kind of magic spell, causing these originally lazy pirates to jump up and rush everywhere to notify their colleagues as if they were being chased by tigers.
The bloody legend of the Great Sage Huntian has spread throughout the southeast in the past two months, especially among the thirty-six ships.
Now who doesn’t know the great things that the Great Sage did in Southern Shaolin?
Walking alone all the way up the mountain, killing everyone on sight, including men, women, old and young, and forcibly turning this thousand-year-old temple into a hell filled with innocent souls and mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
Everyone also heard that this great sage was good at capturing with his eagle claws. He was an enemy of others and liked to tear his opponents alive. During the battle in Southern Shaolin, there were dozens of monks who were torn in half by him. Hundreds.
Although these pirates have long lost all empathy and humanity in their long-term life of burning, killing, looting, and robbing homes, they are cold-hearted and do not regard people as human beings.
But hearing about such cruel methods still makes my hair stand on end and my heart is shocked.
Therefore, when they heard that Xu Xing was about to dock, these pirates immediately took action. In order to prevent the government from sending a small group of elites to attack, Zhu Polong also made preparations in advance.
On Aobei Island, heavy iron cannons robbed from the Franji people were set up on the beaches suitable for ships to dock.
Moreover, the alchemists under Zhu Polong also prepared more powerful gunpowder based on the secret recipe of Wudang Danding Technique, filled it into the barrel, and bombarded the target within five miles, making it almost unstoppable.
And the old pirates and the others have set up five of them on this beach!
Now that they heard that the Great Sage Huntian had arrived, the pirates immediately used iron carts to push the iron cannon hidden in the forest to the beach. They opened the tarpaulin to reveal the cannon barrel as thick as an elephant's leg. The green and black iron sheet was covered in the rain. Washed away, it becomes even more ferocious.
Although these pirates were lax in their style, they were very hardworking in their work. Even when debugging and moving these heavy iron cannons, they did it extremely quickly. In less than a moment, they adjusted the angle, ignited and fired.
Boom boom boom boom! ! ! !
In the turbulent sea, water columns suddenly exploded. Even the roar of the tide and the sound of wind and rain were suppressed by the roar of artillery. Five smoke streaks across the sky cut through the rain curtain and stretched across the sky.
In the furious waves, the right side of Xu Xing's ship had exploded into hundreds of pieces of spray. The water column shot up several feet high, like a wall collapsing, and capsized towards Xu Xing.
Behind him, the faces of the big boxers who were selected to carry out the mission to land on the island turned pale. These people did not expect it. These artillerymen under Zhu Polong actually have such vision and accuracy.
Even though they were miles apart and blocked by wind and rain, they could still hit with such accuracy?
Xu Xing was completely unmoved. He just stood on the bow of the boat and stretched his hands to tear up the water curtain.
Before he could finish his emotion, the next salvo had already arrived. When Xu Xing moved his nose, he could smell the particularly strong smell of gunpowder smoke.
There was an extremely accurate cannonball hitting his head!
Xu Xing's eyes condensed, and he pointed his toes at the bow of the boat. The man was already flying through the sky like an eagle, and the whole boat trembled. The bow of the boat suddenly sank towards the sea like a weight of several thousand kilograms dropped.
Fortunately, everyone on the boat was an expert in boxing, so they could barely keep their bodies steady and not be thrown out by this sudden change.
When he jumped up, Xu Xing shrank and turned, and he got out of the outer robe. He held the outer robe, and his arms shook, like waving flags and flags, sweeping away the wind and rain.
Those water droplets gathered into a stream and swayed along the edge of the fabric, like a thick water curtain, blocking the cannonball.
With a pop, the water curtain was evaporated by the high heat carried by the cannonball, turning into wisps of white mist. Xu Xing twisted his wrist again, and his robe suddenly spread out, like a suddenly blooming lotus, covering the whole cannonball.
The robe was stretched tight by the impact of the shells, and every fabric thread had been stretched to the extreme. Looking from behind, one could clearly see a circular spiral trying to break through the fabric.
Xu Xing could hear the sound of cracking silk coming from it, and he could also smell the burnt smell given off by the high-temperature baking of the cloth.
However, after a lot of effort, this powerful cannonball was finally restrained in Xu Xing's hands.
When all the pirates saw this scene, they all lost their voices and were dumbfounded. They felt that three souls and seven souls were floating out, and their whole bodies were as numb as a stroke.
——If you use your clothes to catch a cannon, are you still a human being? !
While they were horrified, Xu Xing did not stop moving. His shoulders shook, and his elbows and wrists worked together.
At this moment, Xu Xing's hands and robe together formed a simple slingshot, and the projectiles were the cannonballs wrapped in the robe!
The cannonball spiraled, enveloping white mist and water vapor, roaring through the rain curtain, hitting an iron cannon with extremely accurate accuracy.
With a bang, the sand that had entered the water was lifted up like a wave, and the beach ground shook, really like a fish flipping over on its back.
The iron cannon was smashed to pieces by the cannonball, and the pirates around them were splashed with blood and blood, and their flesh and bones were turned into mud.
The entire artillery position was in chaos. Xu Xing took this opportunity and landed on the rough sea, less than a mile away from the beach.
Xu Xing stepped on the raging waves with his feet, but his body did not sink, but rose and fell with the waves.
Just to stay steady in the gentle lake water without falling in requires at least the skill of a great boxer.
If you want to cross the river by treading water in a fast-flowing river, that is already within the capabilities of a master.
But what Xu Xing faced was not lake water or river water, but sea water that was almost boiling and rioting!
Nowadays, the sea surface is swept by waves, stirred by strong winds, and flooded by heavy rains. The potential strength of the undercurrent and the changes in water potential are hundreds of times more complicated than those of lakes and rivers?
But he only relied on the strength of his ten toes and two calves to stabilize himself. In such violent waves, he could maintain his balance and support his body, as if he were walking on the waves.
This is because, after becoming indestructible, Xu Xing has been able to grasp every change in his own strength, and can also extend this touch, so he can do such shocking things.
Stepping on the waves, Xu Xing only took a few ups and downs before arriving at the beach. He broke through the smoke of the exploded iron cannon, picked up the remains of the iron cannon with his feet, and volleyed.
boom!
Another iron cannon exploded directly.
Seeing how ferocious he was, the old pirate's eyes widened and he screamed strangely. He immediately flew back, trying to hide behind the big rock just now.
Before he could run a few steps, he heard the howling wind again, and felt something flying across the back of his head, pressing down on him, and dense goosebumps suddenly spread from his back to his neck.
——That's the body's spontaneous alertness before it's about to be bombarded by something heavy.
The old pirate had faced artillery bombardment before when he was plundering at sea, but even artillery had never given him such a strong and direct sense of danger.
With a bang, a huge black shadow fell from the sky.
The old man's body was like a piece of plasticine that deflated all of a sudden. Countless blood, bones, and organ fragments pierced the human skin and spurted out.
Bang!
Sand and gravel flew everywhere, and blood and water sprayed everywhere. It turned out to be a large iron cannon with a dented barrel and a twisted body.
In just a short time, Xu Xing had completely killed dozens of pirates on the beach and destroyed five iron cannons.
Only a young man with dull eyes and stiff legs was left.
He gently shook his clothes, took out a letter of greeting that was not wet with water from his arms, handed it to the young man, and said warmly:
"This friend, I have a greeting note here. Could you please help me give it to Zhu Laolong?"
Xu Xing's gentle and elegant appearance when it fell on the young man was simply ten or a hundred times scarier than the most terrifying and frightening sea ghosts in pirate legends!
Even though he was so frightened, he still didn't dare to refuse Xu Xing. His hands were shaking violently, and it took him a very long time to hold the invitation in his hands.
The young pirate didn't even dare to raise his head. After accepting the invitation, he immediately turned around and ran away.
(End of chapter)