Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 35
Luanshan Station.

Zhao Xuan stood on the second floor, looking at the crowds of people coming and going for the market. Thinking of himself when he first came here, he felt as if he was in another world.

At noon, dressed as a hunter, he blended into the crowd returning to the village and headed to the Black Tiger Village pointed on the map.

The bandits in Black Tiger Village are not radishes in the field, waiting for him to pull them out.

It’s hard to say how strong you are since you’ve been able to live freely until now, but you must be cautious.

If you swagger past, you will definitely be seen by the eyeliner spreading out.

Either lay a trap and wait for him to fall into the trap, or escape and find another stronghold.

For Zhao Xuan, it was all a failure.

After walking for a while in disguise, Zhao Xuan always felt like someone was spying on him.

Turning around, there wasn't even a ghost.

Needless to say, it must be the master, Old Biden, who was following him secretly, fearing that he would lose the Soul Refining Flag.

When they reached a secluded mountain road, they heard a sound of "唔", and seven or eight masked men ran out of the jungle, holding various weapons such as spears and axes, and surrounded Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan thought to himself: We have encountered grass bandits.

Most of these grass bandits are nearby mountain people who usually farm and hunt. They occasionally appear as bandits and form groups to rob passers-by.

There are very few outsiders coming to the remote areas, so the targets of their robbery are basically fellow villagers, mountain people who are as poor as themselves.

They basically robbed everything, including shoes and clothes, and robbed every person.

When I meet a girl, I drag her into the woods to have a good time.

But they rarely kill people.

The leader of this group of grass bandits was a fat man weighing no less than two hundred pounds. He glared at Zhao Xuan and said, "Be wise and hand over everything."

At this time, a tall and thin man next to him reminded: "Brother, this seems to be a foreigner."

The fat man looked around: "Really?"

The rest nodded.

The fat man licked his lips: "Lao Liu, what do you mean?"

The thin man swallowed his saliva and said, "The roads are blocked due to heavy snow. I haven't eaten meat at home for a while. I want to share a thigh."

Someone immediately echoed: "It tastes good if I drink it with my heart."

The fat man grabbed a handful and said with approval: "Your sister-in-law said that my legs have been weak recently, so I just used that stuff to patch up..."

Zhao Xuan couldn't listen anymore.

He is not a good man.

Just by robbing homes, he might still be able to spare the lives of these bandits.

Cannibalism will not be tolerated.

He took a long stride, came to the fat man, and pressed his head. The whole man suddenly became three inches shorter, and he bled to death from his seven orifices.

Under the horrified look in the thin man's eyes, he punched him in two.

The other six people had never seen such a bloody and brutal scene. They were so frightened that they wet their pants and collapsed on the ground. They even forgot to run away and beg for mercy.

Zhao Xuan looked stern, grabbed two heads with one hand and twisted them 360 degrees, breaking both of them.

The remaining four people reacted and shouted: "Hero, spare your life."

Zhao Xuan sneered: "If you want to spare your life, go and ask the person you have eaten first."

After a few breaths, there was no one alive except Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan shook his head and threw the eight bodies into the ravine.

Finally there is no need to destroy the body and eliminate traces.

"You killed eight people in one breath, absorbed their souls, and refined the soul-refining banners and sub-banners to a deeper level."

"Refining level: 0.33/100."

"You have received the Soul Refining Banner to feed you back, and your realm has improved."

"The first level of the Four Symbols Arrow Technique: 62/100."

Reminders reminded him all the time that with the blessing of the Soul Refining Banner, killing people would gain more than practicing hard.

It would be nice if there were no pitfalls.

Zhao Xuan sighed and continued to move forward.Black Tiger Village's stronghold in Luanshan Town is also located in a mountain depression.

After going up the mountain, Zhao Xuan took out his long bow.

One is to make the identity of a hunter look more realistic.

The second is that the informants placed on the periphery of Black Tiger Village can be destroyed remotely.

For example, when we were still three miles away from Black Tiger Village, a thatched hut was built on the side of a mountain path. Inside, two white bodies were rolling around on a straw mat.

One is a man and the other is also a man.

Zhao Xuan, a hundred meters away, felt for the first time that good visibility was not necessarily a good thing.

He also saw piles of hay in front and behind the thatched house.

If nothing else, these two are the spies sent out by Black Tiger Village, and the hay is used to light the smoke.

Zhao Xuan did not kill people based on speculation. After all, it was possible that they were mountain people who were not accepted by the world and came to a secluded place to release their suppressed desires.

He touched it quietly and looked at the two people with piercing eyes coldly.

When the man who was pinned down saw Zhao Xuan, he was startled for a moment, and then became furious: "Sun, have you found someone else?"

The man surnamed Sun...

Zhao Xuan...

Zhao Xuan, who took a breath, went up and kicked the person away, then picked up the mat, pulled out his sword and cut it in two, covering his eyes, and prepared to ask questions.

The man surnamed Sun who was kicked was furious: "Who asked you to change shifts? Do you know who I am? My cousin is the second in charge."

Come on, no need to ask.

For any serious mountain man, his cousin would be the second in command?
"Wait, I remember it's not time to change shifts yet. Who are you?"

Zhao Xuan lowered his long knife and landed it near the toothpick of the man named Sun: "Don't worry about who I am. Let me ask you something. Are there three sentry points along the way, or four?"

"If you answer the question wrong, I will make you cut off your descendants."

The man surnamed Sun said angrily: "What three or four? It's obviously six. You must have been deliberately sent by the boss to cause trouble."

"Oh, that was my mistake. Have a good trip."

The long knife passed across the throat, splashing a trace of blood.

The man surnamed Sun covered his throat and fell down, with a look of disbelief on his face.

My cousin is the second in charge, how dare he do this?

The one who was pinned down had already reacted and suddenly jumped up from the ground, trying to light up the smoke.

As soon as he jumped up from the ground, a blade emerged from his chest, draining all his strength.

Zhao Xuan wiped the blood with the clothes they put aside and continued to move forward.

Six, knock out one and there will be five.

It's quite cautious.

There was no sentinel location on the map Master Li gave him.

In order to make this look like an assessment, I was quite careful.

If you don't follow me all the time.

Zhao Xuan walked forward all the way and encountered the same hut. He no longer took the risk of approaching it for a close fight, but simply shot it with an arrow from 300 meters away.

There were two people at each sentry point, and twelve gangsters had died in his hands along the way.

With the cottage in sight, Zhao Xuan became increasingly cautious, preferring to pass through the grass rather than take the mountain road.

However, after walking a few steps, I heard a faint cry of killing and the sound of gold and iron colliding with weapons.

Is there something wrong?
Zhao Xuan no longer carefully concealed his figure and hurried on.

I saw a man and a woman holding sharp swords, fighting with the bandits from Black Tiger Village at the gate of the village.

There were several people lying on the ground, and it seemed that this man and woman had the upper hand.

However, more and more bandits are gathering around, and many people have not joined the fighting circle and still have some remaining strength.

Zhao Xuan almost didn't hesitate. He found a favorable terrain, set up a bow and shot an arrow, and pierced a bandit through the throat.

Someone is standing in front of me. If I don’t output at this time, when will I wait?
(End of this chapter)