The chivalrous spirit is fickle

The tall man heard this, but refused to give up and continued to speak in a low voice.

"But if we don't teach that kid a lesson, others might think we are weak and can be bullied. You see, Yulin has always been like this: after the younger one is beaten, the older one comes. Who dares to say no?"

Jiu Shi frowned, somewhat persuaded, hesitant and unable to make up his mind for a moment, while the tall man continued speaking.

"Look, I acted in my personal capacity, and then you scolded me loudly on the ship. In this way, people will only think that I am protecting my shortcomings, while you are a noble person who disdains such things."

Jiushi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and patted the tall man's shoulder and said.

"You are always full of ideas, you will have your own problems."

"Go ahead and kill that guy for me."

The tall man smiled when he heard that, and bowed in response. Then he turned around and jumped like a flying swallow, flew off the ship, and landed lightly in the field.

Jiu Huo was still slumped on the ground with a dazed look on his face. Su Xue's finger just now made him feel cold all over, and there was even a hint of murderous intent hidden in it, which fell on him along the force of her fingers.

At that moment, he had no doubt that the other party wanted to kill him and was able to kill him. He could not escape, and his father could not save him.

The murderous aura was fleeting, and only he, the person involved, noticed it, but it frightened him out of his wits. Death came at such close range for the first time that he felt like he was falling into an abyss, with his hands and feet cold.

"Junior brother."

Just when Jiuhuo was in a state of panic, the tall man reached out and helped Jiuhuo up. Seeing this, Jiuhuo lowered his head in fear.

"Big...Big Brother."

The person that Jiu Huo feared the most was the senior brother in front of him. Even his father Jiu Shi had never made him so afraid. Even though the senior brother was always smiling and never said a harsh word, he was still afraid of this senior brother.

The tall man had a gentle expression, patted the dirt off the dove's body, and spoke softly.

"Okay, you go back first, practice hard, and strive to break through the fifth level of martial arts as soon as possible."

Jiuhuo didn't dare to say anything. He just lowered his head and nodded. He picked up the gun tip that fell on the ground, then turned around and left with a dusty face.

The tall man had a gentle expression. He turned around and looked at Su Xue from afar. He took a step and instantly came in front of Su Xue.

Su Xue only felt a flash before her eyes, and then there was a figure in front of her. She was startled and looked at the tall man in front of her as if facing a great enemy.

This person is very strong, there is no way I can beat him.

This strange thought arose from the bottom of Su Xue's heart without any explanation, making her afraid before the battle even began.

The tall man looked at Su Xue in front of him, clasped his fists, and smiled gently.

"Zhao Gong, please teach me, Your Excellency."

Su Xue shook her head, getting rid of the timidity in her heart. Her mood gradually calmed down. She also clasped her hands together and bowed in return.

"Su Gu, please teach me, brother."

After the ceremony, Zhao Gong smiled and stretched out his hand to grab. His action was light and understated, but in Su Xue's eyes it was as heavy as a mountain. She could not escape or avoid it.

It was as if there was an invisible pressure that imprisoned Su Xue's body, causing her to tremble slightly and let out mournful sounds.

Under the heavy pressure, Su Xue's legs slightly bent uncontrollably. She did not dare to be careless, and stabbed upwards with her fingers like knives, but she found that her true energy was stagnant and could not be circulated.

"Zhao Gong, what are you doing!"

On the big ship, Jiu Shi acted angry and patted the railing, as if he was ready to get off at any time. Zhao Gong smiled knowingly, put down his palm and said loudly.

"Master, I want to vent my anger for my junior brother. I know I am wrong, but I cannot just sit there and watch my junior brother get humiliated."

"From today on, I will bear all the punishments on my own. Please don't blame me, Master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Gong's palm had already pressed down completely. With a wave of his hand, Su Xue's body was like a piece of rag and was thrown behind him casually.

Su Xue's body lost control and flew out like an arrow. When she was about to crash into the crowd, her long sword was unsheathed and stabbed into the wooden board on the ground.

With a sharp sound, the long knife drew a long line on the wooden board, and finally stopped. Su Xue knelt on one knee, holding the knife with both hands, her face flushed, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

Zhao Gong smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and when he was about to speak, a very faint bloodstain appeared at the corner of his eye. His smile froze, the corner of his eye twitched slightly, he stretched out his finger to wipe away the drop of blood from the corner of his eye, and his expression became ugly.

Su Xue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with fighting spirit. She pulled the knife out of the wooden board and stared at Zhao Gong.

She understood that the martial arts this person practiced was force, which he used to suppress others. Anyone whose realm was not as good as his would be unable to move under that inexplicable pressure, as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

Shi Gu once told her that with this kind of martial arts, one person can be as powerful as thousands of troops. When fighting against this kind of martial arts, one must not be afraid or timid. If one has even the slightest thought of retreating, there will be no chance of winning.

"I look down on you."

Zhao Gong spoke softly, his expression gradually turning colder, but he was still arrogant, with his hands behind his back, he took a step forward.

Boom! The sound of those light footsteps was like thunder in Su Xue's ears, and her face turned pale, but her hands holding the knife did not tremble at all.

Zhao Gong attacked again, and the momentum behind him gathered. Su Xue looked up, but saw behind him a spotted tiger three people tall, with its claws lowered and a long howl. The frenzied murderous aura, as condensed as a substance, rushed towards her face. She could even smell the blood.

Su Xue's teeth began to chatter, and under the heavy pressure, sweat appeared on her forehead, but the fighting spirit in her eyes became purer and purer. The murderous aura and hostility that had been suppressed for so long were no longer restrained and spread out of her body.

The people behind Su Xue were all pale and frightened. They also saw the tiger growling and marching towards them.

Suddenly, Su Xue's eyes focused, and she took a step forward and swung her knife.

The first move of the sword manual is Kaishan.

In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere, and the bright sword light was like thunder, falling with a bang. Zhao Gong had an indifferent expression, and raised his hand lightly. A ball of black water like dark ink condensed in his palm, emitting a dangerous aura.

He not only has momentum, but also real killing skills.

Su Xue was full of murderous intent, and she came violently with a blade that was as bright as thunder. Zhao Gong stood where he was, with the black water in his palm growing bigger and bigger.

"Sword Sutra, open...eh?"

Just when the bright knife light was about to touch Zhao Gong's palm, a big hand grabbed Su Xue's collar and pulled her behind him. The knife light that had been accumulating for a long time suddenly dissipated, as if it had never existed.

Shi Gu held Su Xue in his arms, smiled gently at Zhao Gong, and said.

"She admitted defeat, so there's no need to fight anymore."

Zhao Gong was stunned and stopped where he was for a moment, then his pupils shrank slightly. Who was this person? He could come between the two of them quietly, and the gathered sword energy could be dispersed so easily.

This person is a master.

Zhao Gong dispersed the black water in his palm and focused his mind, but he gathered his strength again. The invisible pressure crushed towards Shi Gu, and then his face changed.

He could feel that his own pressure was like a breeze falling on a towering mountain, which could not be blown away.

On the other side, Shi Gu turned around and punched Su Xue on the little head, frowning and cursing.

"Are you stupid? The opponent is at the seventh level of martial arts. Why are you so excited as a fourth level martial artist? Do you think you can fight him head-on just because you have the will to fight?"

When Su Xue heard this, she curled her lips and muttered in dissatisfaction.

"I didn't know he was at the seventh level of martial arts. If there's a fight to be had, why wouldn't I fight?"

As she spoke, Su Xue's body swayed and she spat out blood again. The pressure was not without harm. She had forced herself to draw her sword and was actually seriously injured. It was just that she was stubborn and insisted on holding on.

Seeing this, Shi Gu swallowed back his words of rebuke. He sighed, touched Su Xue's little head, and whispered.

"The world is big, but life is the most important. Don't be so stubborn in the future."

Su Xue lowered her head and responded slightly, but she still felt a little aggrieved in her heart. It was obvious that the other party was bullying the weak, and after beating the young, the old came, and she was the one who was hurt. She would not be willing to give up unless she gave that bastard a knife.

Shi Gu suddenly smiled, patted Su Xue's little head gently, and spoke softly.

"Okay, stop being angry, Master will help you vent your anger."

Hearing this, Su Xue's heart suddenly warmed up and she smiled.

"Well, Master still loves me."

Shi Gu stretched out his hand to push away the attentive Su Xue, turned to face Zhao Gong, clasped his fists, and said with a smile.

"Brother, should we sign a life and death agreement?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Jin Buwan, who had been watching the excitement from a distance, suddenly became excited. He even ate several grapes and looked at Shi Gu with great interest.

After waiting for a whole day, is a tough guy finally coming?

Zhao Gong did not dare to be careless. He could not figure out Shi Gu's strength, but being afraid before fighting was also a taboo for a warrior. He could only ask cautiously.

"Why do you want to sign a life and death agreement? Do you want to kill me?"

Shi Gu shook his head, then took out ten silver needles and explained seriously.

"No, no, no, I am a medical expert, and the silver needles on my body are naturally poisonous."

"For example, this one is called Sheep Tail Needle, and it will pierce the sheep's tail."

"This one is called..."

Zhao Gong was listening attentively, but Shi Gu's figure suddenly disappeared, and he appeared in front of Zhao Gong in an instant, and hit Zhao Gong's chest with a heavy punch.

"This is called a sandbag-sized fist!"

Boom! With a loud bang, Zhao Gong flew backwards like a meteorite, smashing the boat behind him into pieces, and his body splashed on the sea for several times before landing in the water.

On the big ship, Jiu Shi's face changed, and without caring about anything else, he flew down, stepped on the water, picked up the sinking Zhao Gong, and asked anxiously.

"Disciple, how are you?"

Zhao Gong smiled weakly, spat out a mouthful of blood, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"My disciple is fine, he just suffered some minor injuries."

Jiu Shi couldn't hide his anger. He turned around and looked at Shi Gu on the shore and said hatefully.

"Don't be afraid, disciple. I will vent my anger for you now."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gong reached out and grabbed Jiu Shi's arm, shaking his head and said.

"Master, this person is very strong. He is probably a master of the eighth level of martial arts. You are no match for him."

Jiushi said with his anger still unabated.

"No matter what kind of expert he is, he can't just do nothing."

Zhao Gong said with a bitter expression.

"Master, forget it. We were the ones who wanted to pick on the weak first. He was magnanimous enough not to kill us. We don't need to provoke him."

Upon hearing this, Jiu Shi looked conflicted. Finally, he let out a long sigh, helped Zhao Gong up, flew back to the ship, and whispered.

"Alas, it is because I am a useless master that you have suffered."

On the other side, at the dock, Shi Gu slowly closed his fist and spoke slowly.

"This move is unethical."

As Shi Gu put his fist away and stood up, the onlookers finally came to their senses. They were confused at first, and then angry.

"What the hell is this? You're doing a sneak attack!"

"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless!"

"This guy is too despicable. I'm going to go up and punch him."

"Wait a minute, I'll go beat him up first."

Everyone was incredibly angry. Shi Gu's sneak attack was open and aboveboard, with no intention of concealing it at all. This made everyone, whose expectations had been dashed, despise him and even want to beat him up.

Shi Gu turned around, lit up the needle in his hand again, and said seriously.

"I just made a sneak attack, but this needle is a real sheep's tail needle. All ten of these needles are the same."

"If you dare come up here, I'll prick you with a needle."

Upon hearing this, the angry crowd suddenly fell silent. The deterrent power of this sheep's tail needle was too strong, and Shi Gu really wanted to get a sheep's tail needle.

"I come!"

Suddenly, a bald man in monk's robes emerged from the crowd. He was a middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said.

"Amitabha, let me learn from your skills."

Seeing this, Shi Gu silently put away the silver needle and took out a pill. Seeing this, the middle-aged monk said calmly.

"Is it a poison pill? Then you may be disappointed. I have tasted hundreds of poisons in the world and have long been immune to all kinds of poisons."

Upon hearing this, Shi Gu held the pill in his hand and spoke seriously to the middle-aged monk.

"It's delicious, not poison."

The middle-aged monk shook his head and smiled, saying loudly.

"Donor, just throw the pill over to me. I am immune to all poisons, but I really want to taste the taste of your pill."