The Riddler Get Out of Terra

"Oh, a romance in the world? It's nothing!"

"Chase! The boy named Chu is here!"

"Chu ■! Do you want to avenge Lian Zixu's revenge?! We are right here! Come here!"

"! What is this?! What is this?!"

The sky collapsed, the mountains shattered, and the mountains were shattered and carved bit by bit by the force coming from the distance. A fist mark with extremely clear hand lines was imprinted on the entire mountain. Then, the sun and the moon lost all light!

The deep-seated hatred in my mind seemed to be dissipating, and what filled my mind was this extremely simple thought:

What kind of martial arts is this?

Then, boulders rolled down, and pain and darkness followed.

"what!!!"

The young man Li Boli screamed and woke up from his coma. The strong muscles that used to be hidden in the big sleeves of his loose clothes undulated with his breathing.

Chapter 1 Nothing ([-])

After waking up, Li Boli subconsciously touched his chest and moved his limbs. The slim-fitting clothes could not hide the muscles that bulged when he kept moving. The menacing muscles on his body moved like water with his movements, and his whole body was pulled into one.

People with keen eyes can tell at a glance that he is a martial arts practitioner, and he has achieved some success in martial arts - Yanguo martial arts, whether it is to practice explosive power or strength, all emphasize the movement of one body at will and the strength of the whole body. Only

Only by taking the energy of kung fu into your whole body can you succeed in learning.

Martial artists from well-known schools often have to practice a set of kung fu in succession, from fists to feet, from the inside to the outside. They need to have light body kung fu, as well as ways to nourish their body and mind. Their muscles need to be coherent, and they need to be able to exert force on their toes. It can be transmitted to the palm of the hand, and every bit of strength must live in the muscles.

Internal Qi is the unique skill of Tianshi Mansion, and Jianghu people have no idea. At most, they refer to some fragments of words revealed during Tianshi Mansion lectures, and with the improvement and repair of generations of people, they can barely come up with some superficial internal energy. Therefore, there are many Jianghu people. If you don't respect your inner energy, you will often become famous for your fists and kicks.

However, practicing external martial arts will inevitably have physical effects, so the muscles of the entire body of successful warriors cannot be covered. Also, because Yan Guo Kung Fu focuses on exerting force throughout the body, the muscles are clearly different from those of Sakaz or Ursas. The racial talents are very different.

Even a layman can summarize most of the characteristics of Yan Kingdom's warriors after seeing a lot.

This is the case for young people. Once the loose and solid clothes were replaced by slim-fitting ones, his condition was completely exposed by his fleshy skin.

So when Li Boli's young man realized the tightness in his limbs and realized that his clothes had been changed and he had been exposed as a martial artist, he couldn't help but feel a thump in his heart.

He subconsciously looked around and realized that he was in a cave. There were undulating lights and shadows around him. Someone should have lit a fire next to him to roast insects and ants. The young man immediately turned his head to observe, but was interrupted by the man sitting opposite him. The man's whole body tensed up with excitement.

He had to tighten up.

If people who have practiced martial arts for many years have competed with others many times, or even experienced life-and-death battles, they will have their own intuition when facing all kinds of people. Whether they can fight or escape can be transmitted through their bodies. A deep intuition.

But the person in front of me...

This is a film man. He has a heroic face that is rare among Yanguo people. His face is carved with sharp bones, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. His face is very fair, with no freckles or black spots visible, and his black hair rises in front of his forehead. It fell back along the scalp, and the roots were ferocious, revealing a broad and strong forehead.

The hair on the temples was tucked behind the ears, and the rest of the hair was draped behind the shoulders. Each strand shone under the firelight, with a metallic sheen as hard as steel wire.

The man was quite tall. Even if he was just sitting cross-legged, the shadow would fill half of the cave. His muscles were knitted to hold up his large black shirt. His solid chest muscles were so thick that they reminded the young man of the rocks placed in a martial arts hall.

——That stone was specially placed in the martial arts hall by the master. It is said that it was obtained from adventure. It is extremely hard and cannot be damaged by swords, water or fire.

His martial arts training career was accompanied by this stone. His brothers and sisters all tried using the stone with various weapons to see if they could leave traces on the stone as proof of their mastery.

But until that nightmare-like story happened and he left his hometown, the stone was still as hard and smooth as when the young man followed his master into the Gouwucheng martial arts gym, without any scratches.

If his martial arts could leave a trace on the boulder, would he be able to...

stop!Didn’t you say you wouldn’t think about it?Wait until you get to Longmen before you think of a way to take revenge!

The young man bit the tip of his tongue, using pain to stop the divergence of memories, and returned his consciousness to reality.

This man's chest has such a thick pressure. The first time Li Boli warrior saw it, he felt as if he saw the stone rock in the martial arts hall that he would never leave any trace in his life.

The warrior's instinct screamed, the blood flow accelerated, and the heart pounded continuously, pumping fresh oxygen into the limbs and bones. The young man took a deep breath for a while, and then plucked up the courage to stare directly at Hao Zhaoyingwu's face. He performed a fist-clenching ceremony between Yanguo warriors:

"Thank you so much for saving me, my benefactor. I am a businessman from the Yan Kingdom. I was originally going to Longmen to buy goods to make a living, but unexpectedly I was chased by bandits. I was exhausted all the way and encountered a landslide. Fortunately, I had a benefactor to save me. Otherwise, I really don’t know what it would be like.”

He subconsciously wanted to look into Hao Zhao's eyes to observe his reaction, but when he saw the target, his heart suddenly stopped, and his whole body stiffened in shock from those golden pupils!

His eyebrows are as bright as lightning, and his heart is shattered!

There was no emotion in Hao Zhao's golden pupils, he was just staring, but the pressure on the young Li Boli was so great that it felt like the sky was pressing down on him!

The young man felt awe for a moment and did not dare to look into Hao Zhao's eyes again. He moved his gaze to the film man's hand that had just filled the firewood, but as soon as he looked at him, he realized something was wrong:

It’s too fair and too normal!

The hands were broad and strong, with neat nails and slender fingers. They were as clean and fresh as the man's face, but it was this freshness that suddenly made the young man feel something was wrong:

How can a martial arts practitioner not have calluses on his palms?Even if he doesn't practice martial arts, he will still develop a weak layer of calluses from contact with various objects in daily life, but Hao Zhao's hands are white and clean, with no trace visible.

This must be the result of repeated wiping with potion to strengthen the foundation and strengthen the body!

Li Boli's young man's mind turned quickly and he immediately found a reasonable reason:

When his master told him a story about Jianghu after he finished practicing, he mentioned that the truly powerful iron sand palm must be cultivated by soaking it in medicinal liquid. After driving the iron sand and iron stakes every day, the medicinal juice should be soaked while the blood is dripping. Over time, the medicinal power will penetrate Muscles and bones, on the contrary, the hands appear white, without other

His sect's Iron Sand Palm became a thick, dark cocoon after nerve necrosis.

Is this also a true successor of the Iron Sand Palm lineage?

Wuyou's thoughts were spinning, and he had no idea how many judgments were running through his mind at that moment, but how could his thoughts be hidden from Hao Zhao?

The orange cat just took one look at the electromagnetism on his body and knew that Wu You had told many lies.

So he took action and said:

"That's a coincidence. I'm Hao Zhao, who is also a businessman. He just happened to come from Longmen. I don't have a little brother. You may not be able to get along in Longmen? Are you going to join relatives and friends?"

?

Is this person so direct?

Wu You looked at Hao Zhao, who didn't use any tact and just said "I'm lying, and I want to mock you for lying" written directly on his face. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak.

People in the Yan Kingdom have a common problem, that is, someone has to pick up the conversation before they can continue to play tricks and guess riddles. But if someone comes up to you who doesn't give you face at all and doesn't even bother to speak tactfully, you suddenly say No words can come out.

Chapter 1 Nothing ([-])

"Hahahahaha... my benefactor really knows how to joke. I'm just a common man. Where can I find relatives to join me? It's just that my family knows a few old Jianghu people there and I'm just asking them for help!"

Wu You struggled for a long time before he could squeeze out a dry answer. The beauty of walking around the country of Yan all year round and communicating with people was completely useless. When he met a ruthless person like Hao Zhao who dared to lie to me and mock me in person, Li Boli's experience in the world has turned into a joke.

No, if you do this, you will be beaten in the world of Yanguo...

Wu You almost said this.

The embarrassment caused by Orange Cat's words could make him dig Lian's Martial Arts School out of the ground with his toes.

He still didn't dare to look into the orange cat's eyes, and he couldn't keep staring at his hands, so he had to sneak a glance at his crossed legs, but he discovered something at this glance:

On Hao Zhao's lap, there was a mess of dirty hair spread on his clothes!

?

Wu You subconsciously looked again, only to realize that it was not the walking stick as big as a stick as he had imagined, nor was the thing lying on Hao Zhao's lap some invisible human hair, but a dirty little wanderer full of hair. It’s muddy and oily hair.

But the quality of her hair was very good, so good that she actually felt a dull pain in her heart when she thought about her increasingly upward hairline.

"Ajie is a mountain disaster victim like you. I picked her up with you - but her injuries were not as serious as yours, and she was still conscious. When I treated her, I took her to the cave."

Finding that Wuyou's eyes were staring at the silly girl on his lap, Hao Zhao didn't make any move, but just said a few words - the silly girl was already very tired. In order to make his legs grow quickly, Hao Zhao went to the mountains to pick up the child. After returning with several bundles of dead branches and many dead leaves and catkins, Hao Zhao lit the fire.

He also killed a lot of smart people who followed the stupid girl to the cave. At present, the victim's mood was stable, and he expressed his willingness to provide a little help for their dinner in a positive and healthy manner.

As for Ajie's name... I don't know why, maybe it is the influence of some lost memories but still imprinted in the body. Silly girl is very familiar with the word Jie, so familiar that whenever the word Jie is called, she feels that it is calling her. So the orange cat named her "Ajie" smoothly.

At least it's not Abin.

"Oh, oh, speaking of which, I was chased by several mountain kings. Did my benefactor also save them?"

Wu You realized that Hao Zhao didn't really want to talk about Ajie, so he obediently skipped the topic and brought up his own situation.

"How many of them?"

Hao Zhao glanced at Wu You inexplicably:

"Although nothing you said was true except that you were being hunted, you are lucky."

The orange cat groped in the shadow behind, and suddenly threw a lot of bits and pieces at it. Wu You subconsciously used his martial arts training to catch these flying objects that passed through the flames, and easily ignored the objects that could not disappear for a while. Go down the heat.

"Well, this is the last remnant of those people. Compared to you, they were more unfortunate. A big rock accidentally hit them. It took me a lot of effort to find such a small thing from a puddle of meat."

Wu You looked at the copper-fingered tiger-iron flying knife that was still hot in his hand, as well as a medium-sized heavy iron plate, but there was no trace of joy on his face that a great revenge had been avenged:

"These are indeed the ones who are chasing my mountain king. Fortunately, my benefactor did not save them. Otherwise, with the methods of these people, my benefactor would have been avenged."

"But... my benefactor, I wonder if you saw a fan... or something like that next to me?"

"What? Is it important to you?"

Hao Zhao glanced at Wu You, who had tried his best to control his expression, but when the fan was mentioned, Li Boli's face turned red and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot. He was obviously distracted by the fan in his mouth.

"Yes, that is my family heirloom, and it is also a token with the teacher in Longmen. Without him, I am afraid that I will not be able to walk in Longmen. If my benefactor sees me when he picks me up, please tell me the location, even if I leave tonight. , I can’t give up that fan either!”

When Wu You mentioned the fan, his entire upper body stood up, his legs were kneeling on the ground, his face was full of eagerness, and he promised Hao Zhao sincerely:

"That fan is more important than my life. If there is any news about my benefactor, Wuyou, Wuyou is willing to make a grass ring and erect a longevity tablet for my benefactor.

Please be kind enough to..."

"I'm not interested in these - do you think it's this one?"

Hao Zhao interrupted Wu You's promise, and took out a fan from the shadow behind him. The black fan was embroidered with landscape patterns, and the white fan bones concealed clever tricks. It was Wu You who held on to him even if he was hit to pieces and was bloody. fan!

"That's right! That's right! It's exactly this one! Thank you so much! Thank you so much!"

Wu You subconsciously wanted to shout excitedly, but Hao Zhao just frowned and pointed at Ajie who was sleeping on his lap. Wu You quickly lowered his voice, but even so, Li Boli's eyes were frighteningly bright, and he stopped. I kept saying thank you.

The meaning of this fan to him was obviously so great that it was so great that even his own life was not as important as this fan in Wuyou's eyes.

"I can't say thank you, but you have to pay a lot to get it from me... Is your martial arts still ranked among the best in the world of Yanguo?"

Hao Zhao suddenly asked.

"Uh?"

Wuyou, who was thinking hard about how to fulfill the conditions proposed by Hao Zhao, was startled by his sudden question and subconsciously replied:

"You have to experience martial arts in the Yanguo martial arts world to know about martial arts. I haven't been to other places, but in Gou Wu it's still... hmm!"

He realized what he had said about Zexia and quickly stopped talking, but Hao Zhao got the news he wanted to get out:

"You came from Gouwucheng? You are still a young man with a good reputation - you don't have the experience that a businessman should have?"

"This……"

Wu You hesitated for a moment, but after all, the fan given by Master in the end was in Hao Zhao's hand. The most important thing was controlled by others, so how could he be glib?

He had no choice but to reply dejectedly:

"My benefactor is right. What I said before, except for being hunted, is all false. His name is also... alas, it's just a lie."

"But this fan is really important to me. Please give it to me."

He raised his head, looked directly into Hao Zhao's heavy golden eyes with great courage, and said:

"If you can give it back to me, I am willing..."

"stop!"

Hao Zhao stopped making endless promises and threw the fan to him.

"Benefactor, what is this?"

Regardless of his body, Wu You stood up and rushed forward, turning directly to Hao Zhao's side in one breath. He grabbed the fan as if he had found a treasure. He held the lost treasure firmly in his hands, and then looked at Hao Zhao doubtfully.

Didn’t you say you would make me pay the price before?

It was written in his eyes.

Changes in scheduled arrangements

Something happened at home, so I may have to update once a day in the future. The time should be after December. I'm sorry to all readers.

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Chapter 111 Nothing ([-])

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

Seeing Wu You's confused eyes, Hao Zhao spread his hands and explained to him.

"Miss Najie..."