The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Wu You pointed at the sleeping silly girl but hesitated to speak.

"It doesn't matter. You can see your martial arts skills just by looking at the fan. You can move and dodge within a short distance, and your body skills tend to close the distance and win with one strike. If this is the only method, I can handle it."

Hao Zhao's body was extremely stable. His upper body was still trembling slightly from talking, but his lower body remained motionless and unchanged. Wu You glanced at him silently.

"But benefactor, you are my benefactor, how can I do anything to you?"

The young man quickly waved his hand and explained to Hao Zhao: "Besides, I am not very good at it. When I was learning martial arts, I fished and netted, fought with others, and so on..."

"Is it because he is not good at studying, or is his ability as a teacher just that?"

Hao Zhao raised his eyebrows and stabbed Wu You with the thing he least wanted to mention.

"..."

Looking at Wuyou clenching his hands and his eyes red, it seems that this sentence has an extraordinary effect?

"...It can only be that I am not good at learning. I can't even come up with a decent fighting style, so my martial arts skills are looked down upon by you."

For a moment, Wu You endured all the grief, anger and pain. The young man Li Boli desperately adjusted his twitching lips, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his cheeks were bitten high and bulging, but he could look down on himself calmly.

"Sometimes, the pretense is too tough and you can't take it off."

Hao Zhao glanced at him and began to utter rhetoric attacking Wu You from all aspects:

"If we talk about a famous and upright sect, the disciples in the sect have their own disciples to control them. If they don't have good skills, they can't even go out. Those who can become a disciple must pass the examination and pass the test before they can travel to other places with special weapons in an upright manner."

Seeing that he was clearly dressed cleanly but looked miserable, Hao Zhao had a faint smile on his face:

"I don't know which type you are? If it's the first type, the person who taught you martial arts can't even manage his disciples, and he can't be regarded as the founder of a sect. If it's the second type... your martial arts master I’m afraid it’s just superficial, nothing more.”

"Or do you think you can take revenge with your weak body? Can you fulfill your wish?"

"No, no, no, how can I have a grudge? It's just a few mountain kings, and I and they have already..."

Wu You subconsciously didn't want to admit his triviality, so he tried to change the subject by making jokes, but Hao Zhao seized the opportunity and continued to irritate Wu You by speaking at a speed that made Wu You's mentality explode:

"Haha, a group of bandits chased you to such a miserable state... It's nothing. Why don't you look at your muscles that you can't even hide now and say something to me? Besides, people's temperaments are different. People in the market are all the same, and people in martial arts are all the same. You can hide your edge, but you can't hide your hatred."

"If you don't even dare to fight with others, what's the point of talking about revenge? Or are you really planning to go to Longmen to eat and wait for death, and to torture those enemies to death?"

crunch--

A strange sound came, which was the sound of grinding teeth. The face of Li Boli's young man turned red, and there were three deep and fierce marks between his eyebrows. His eyes were red, and he stared at Hao Zhao, who was speaking frivolously.

The orange cat smiled:

"This is interesting. People who practice martial arts must first cultivate a bad breath in their chest so that they can punch and kick without hesitation. I wonder how far you can do it?"

"It's not about kindness. If you want to get your fan back, let me see how you can get it back. Otherwise, even if you get it, you won't be able to keep it for a few days."

"This... benefactor, why bother? Being friendly makes you rich! How bad is it to take action?"

Wu You put on a smile and asked Hao Zhao: "After all, look at me..."

Before he could say anything, Li Boli's young man suddenly took action!

Who practices etiquette and morality when practicing martial arts?That's a scolding that only the winner can enjoy!

The young man Li Boli acted very quickly. He was well prepared. He raised his body, pulled out the fan, turned his feet, and released the fan very smoothly!

Twisting his waist and abdomen, twisting his arms, and with the dull sound of his feet hitting the ground, Wu You approached Hao Zhao in the blink of an eye!

He moved too fast and too suddenly. He switched from speaking weakness to violent violence and hurting people in just an instant. His long clothes were stretched by his fierce movements and made a tearing sound. The evil wind stirred up by the fan was tearing. Atmospheric determination.

call--

It wasn't until he got close to Hao Zhao that the wind brought up by Wu You at extremely high speed caused the flames on the fire to sway and jump in a daze. The two shadows reflected by it also hid in various directions, as if they were dancing a strange song. Sacrificial dance.

This should be enough.

He never thought that the thunderous fan was not aimed at his vitals. He was confident in his control, as long as...

Snapped--

Wuyou's movements stagnated.

With the sound of flesh colliding, Li Boli's whole body stiffened. He originally had a set of short-fighting skills specifically designed to deal with close combat. He had verified it countless times in martial arts halls and competitions, and every time he could defeat those of the same age group. As long as the martial arts disciples take advantage of the opponent to dodge or restrain themselves...

Click——

The wrist caught by Hao Zhao suddenly felt a sharp pain that could not be ignored. The inevitable stiffness easily spread through the whole body along the caught wrist. Wuyou's feet that were supposed to move forward and attack suddenly lost their strength. He fell to the ground with a thud.

This, what is this...

He looked at Hao Zhao, who was holding on to one of his hands, with a ghostly look. He watched as the wide, warm palm grabbed his wrist and dug several fingers into the forearm muscles.

Just by grabbing one of his hands, Hao Zhao was able to control all his strength. All the muscles in his body were twitching and spasming. The severe pain was in the flesh, coming from the outside in, and the numbness and itching in the tendons enveloped the whole body.

"Ah, ah..."

The young man screamed out of tune, and it was difficult for his body that had lost its strength to even make a sound. He tried desperately to move, but he lost all his chips just because Hao Zhao grabbed his wrist.

"Separate muscles and wrong hands."

Hao Zhao slowly lowered his left hand that was holding Wuyou's wrist. His torso did not move, and he had only one arm to grasp it, but that arm was so heavy that Wuyou couldn't even stand up.

"Practitioners need to understand the distribution of muscles and the position of fascia in the human body, and undergo many hands-on exercises to understand where the vital points are, where the joints are, where once grasped, all the enemy's resistance can be eliminated, and where just one press is needed. ...can establish victory.”

"Do you...understand?"

"hiss--"

As the orange cat spoke and exerted force, the muscles all over his body were restrained and stuck to each other. Wuyou gasped in pain and couldn't help but said repeatedly:

"Understood! Understood! I have seen my benefactor's methods, please accept your magical powers! Hiss—!"

Beads of sweat poured down his forehead. With just a few grasps and presses, Hao Zhao controlled the mobility of a warrior's whole body. His martial arts skills were so advanced that Wuyou could not understand them.

Chapter 112 Nothing ([-])

Even if Hao Zhao let go of Wu You in time, the young man Li Boli could not stand up - every muscle in his body was dislocated and spasmed, and the resulting physical reaction exhausted his physical strength.

breathe--

The young man tried his best to breathe with his mouth wide open. Even the tip of the flame seemed to be attracted by the temporary air pressure difference, and he bent slightly in the direction of the rise and fall of Li Boli's chest.

Wu You once again lay motionless on the ground extremely weak, allowing himself to be slaughtered - when was the last time?He searched desperately in his mind and found out that it was when he was led into the martial arts gym by his master and he was afraid of being kicked out for the first training.

Master...Master...

The blood vessels in his temples were beating loudly, and the vision in his eyes was flickering in and out, causing a double image of the pile of firewood he was staring at.

The weakening of his body weakened Wu You's ability to feel guilt. He was finally able to peek into the past memories with a little nothingness, like using a flesh and blood device to

Cheng's hands went to hold up the invisible rapids in the depths of the river.

When it was intact, it was worn away by the water until it was bloody and bloody, and it was painful. But when the bones were already injured, the pain became a symbol of numbness.

He recalled the past and was greedy for the past, but he didn't even dare to get close to it in his memory.

Because he felt guilty, because he... hatred was like a raging fire, burning his mind.

"Is it better now?"

Hao Zhao's voice came to Wu You's mind again, and he still grabbed his wrist skillfully. However, Wu You didn't even have the strength to resist, and could only be grabbed by the orange cat's limp arm.

The warm air flow followed the contact point of the wrist and entered the meridians. The hot air was moist and smooth. It just circulated in Wuyou's body, and he suddenly had the strength to stand up with the strength of Hao Zhaoshi's wrist.

Wu You gasped and straightened up, looking at the skin in contact with Hao Zhao, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"This, this is..."

"The Great Yantian Master's Mansion has internal skills that are taught to the true disciples. By practicing internal skills, you can develop internal energy. Firstly, it can strengthen the body. Secondly, it can prolong life. Thirdly, it can strengthen boxing and kicking skills and magic skills. Some of the skins of internal skills flow into the rivers and lakes, that is, The innate skills that people in the world never forget."

"During the old crusade against the giant beasts, in order to save more lives, the Tianshi Mansion taught many soldiers of the Yan Kingdom the internal energy method, which was still incomplete at that time, and saved countless lives."

"It's just that after the battle, everyone in the Tianshi Mansion continued to analyze the internal energy in order to go further, and the sergeants who learned the incomplete internal qi skills left the army to make a living on their own, cherishing their brooms for themselves, plus the rule of keeping one hand between master and disciple..."

Hao Zhao sneered:

"This inner energy skill has become a legend in the world. Countless people in the world have worked hard to practice martial arts and exerted their strength just to achieve that inner energy. Those who fail will certainly die, but those who succeed will understand it tacitly. They treat a little superficial experience as a rare treasure."

"However, the Great Flame Heavenly Master's Mansion has already innovated and refinished it, and created another inner skill and mental method that was born out of the incomplete inner qi kung fu. It has been completed by many heavenly masters and created various new methods."

"So...my benefactor, you are from the Tianshi Mansion?"

Wuyou got the point.

"Tianshi Mansion? Ha!"

Hao Zhao made a contemptuous nasal sound:

"Sooner or later I will try their methods, but now is not the time - in order to show my respect, at least wait until 25 horses!"

"Uh, 25 horses? My benefactor, your level of kung fu... is really amazing!"

Wu You held back for a long time before he could say that "wonderful thing" - wasn't kung fu divided into levels one to thirteen according to the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians?At most, adding a layer of celestial and human telepathy and innate masters that I don’t know exist or not, how can one cultivate to the level of tens of thousands?

Hao Zhao glanced at him and was so frightened that Wu You immediately put away the insincere expression on his face. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but Hao Zhao spoke faster than him:

"When I had something on my mind, I always liked to go to shady places to have a set of boxing, or hide my identity and spar with many villains, and live or die. After the fight, whether I was panting and cheering for victory, or running around in embarrassment, I would I feel relaxed.”

"How do you feel now?"

A gentle smile appeared on the orange cat Yingwu's face. Wu You had always thought that it was very appropriate for this face to show angry eyes or cold snow and cold ice. But now seeing Hao Zhao's smile, he felt that he was frank, gentle and firm. The most appropriate expression.

"...It's okay. I'm actually okay, benefactor."

He opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't express his true thoughts, so he had to just laugh and forget it.

But the orange cat acted like it was breaking the casserole and asking the question:

"When you wake up, you don't care about your life. Instead, you devote all your energy to your enemies, benefactors, and tokens. You have the evil aura that comes from your kung fu. But let alone mastering it, just following the steps can be regarded as a compliment to your skill. You are timid and weak. , is this also called okay?”

"..."

Wu You smiled and silenced Hao Zhao.

Every wrinkle in this smile seems to be telling regret and bitterness. Every wrinkle is not smiling, but crying. Wuyou can't help but smile in his eyes, and his twisted face is so big that it makes him cry. Feeling confused and sad.

"Tell me, I won't laugh at you. You can say whatever you want, whether it's nonsense, shameless and despicable, it's better to say it than to hold it in."

The orange cat whispered something, and Wuyou finally couldn't resist anymore. He choked and sighed to describe the past that he didn't want to mention:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, benefactor, I lied to you. Just like you said, I am not a businessman, I can only be regarded as a prodigal - a prodigal who is worse than squatting in the fields and farming."

Li Boli young man sighed painfully, his breath seemed to be filled with bitterness:

"I grew up in the fields when I was a child. My family was poor. When I was very young, children my age had to do farm work with my family and dig food in the fields."

"After I had been working and doing nothing for a year or two, a big shot in the city passed by the suburbs with a woman who looked like a lady. The first time she saw me, the woman took a liking to me and took me into the hookup. Lian’s Martial Arts School in Wucheng.”

"At that time, I was not like what I am now, full of lies. I was a very naive child. I only knew that there were books to read and food to eat in the martial arts hall. I didn't have to work in the fields. I just needed to concentrate on learning my skills and follow

The teacher learned the janitor skills of the Lian Family Martial Arts School. "

"Teacher, she is a chivalrous woman. When she was young, she wandered in the world and created many chivalrous legends. Later, maybe she was tired or unable to do what she wanted, so she settled down in Gouwucheng and opened a restaurant. Martial Arts School, accept a few apprentices."

"I am her youngest disciple. I have been practicing boxing and martial arts with her for almost 20 years. In the past 20 years, I have gradually grown up and gained more and more skills. My mind is wandering. I actually feel that I am successful in martial arts and want to try this. The depth of the rivers and lakes.”

Wu You laughed as if he was crying, and the rich sadness seemed to tear this strong carrier into pieces.

Chapter 113 Nothing ([-])

"I was only immersed in happiness at that time, feeling lucky for the rare sweetness among the bitterness, but I didn't know that every gift given by fate had a price marked on it."

Li Boli young man looked down at the cave floor that was compacted by an unknown force, and said in a low voice:

"I have won many competitions. After all, my master taught me martial arts without hiding anything for personal reasons. I have also practiced hard. In the small Gou Wucheng, of course I will have no disadvantages."

"I defeated one opponent after another, and defeated one warrior after another who jumped out of nowhere. I became more and more confident, and my boxing and kick skills improved day by day. I even felt that I could go out and explore the world to see how powerful this great inflammation was. Master, how many stories there are.”

Wu You bit his lip, his eyes were shining, but there was a self-deprecating look on the corner of his mouth that was amused by his thoughts at that time:

"It wasn't until another competition that I beat someone to death - in fact, I already recognized the person from that match and held back his strength, but he was not afraid of death and wanted to fight me desperately. I was young and energetic at the time, and was beaten After some provocation and cruel treatment, he died."

"Later I found out that he signed a clause with someone else and was destined to die in my hands. Only if he dies in my hands, the person who signed the clause with him can violate the 'ganghu rules' and ask my master to pay compensation."

Wu You gritted his teeth and repeated the four words, "Rules of the Jianghu" with red eyes.

"Master, she, master, in order to protect me, she cut my flesh and blood, cut off my meridians according to the rules, just to save my life, master, she, master..."

Wu You breathed in the air that was burned by the flames in the cave. The flames jumped, casting crazy and twisted shadows on the mountain wall as the young man's body trembled due to the rapid rise and fall of his chest.

"I finally discovered that Master is also a human being. She will grow old, her vitality will decline, her kung fu will no longer be good, she will no longer be able to fight, and she will lie with a pale face in the increasingly deserted Lian Family Martial Arts Hall."

"I wanted to save her, but the entire martial arts hall was surrounded by those people. The doctor couldn't get in, and we couldn't get out. Finally, finally...ah——!"