Martial God Development Plan

Lu Yu Shi did not answer. He looked up at the plaque of the martial arts hall, on which were engraved three large and powerful characters.

————————Disgusted

On the afternoon of September 26, someone brought a lunch box to the Ji family. Ji Tan was in a good mood for some reason, but he came out of his room for the first time to have a meal with Ji Bei and Ji Zhao.

Ji Bei had long been dissatisfied with this troublesome sister, and immediately said indifferently: "You are willing to come out today? I thought you had some treasure in this room, and it would be stolen if you left."ノ

Ji Tan looked calm: "That's right, there is indeed an incredible treasure in that room."

Ji Zhao was also a bitch, and had to go up and play the supporting role: "What?"

Ji Tan gently lifted her hair and said in a casual and confident tone: "Of course it's me!"

This statement is indeed a bit crazy, but I have to admit that there is some truth in it. In Ji Zhao's words, it is so beautiful that they don't look like a biological child.

The three brothers and sisters of the Ji family are all good-looking. Ji Bei has a heroic appearance, and it is difficult to tell whether he is male or female. Ji Zhao inherited the beauty of his courtesan mother, but compared with Ji Tan, she is far inferior. If political factors are not taken into consideration, she can be a concubine with her appearance. Why not the queen? Because the queen herself is the embodiment of politics.

Ji Bei sighed. She had a lot of worries recently. She had to face her problem brother and sister when she got home. She was really tired. But she was responsible after all. She didn't get angry with them for no reason. She just looked unhappy.

"Come to think of it." Ji Tan picked up his chopsticks and pointed them at Ji Zhao, like a crab waving its claws. "In the warehouse, I remember there was a dagger, but it's gone. Did you take it?"

"It was me." Ji Zhao admitted frankly, "After what happened, I felt a little nervous, so I wanted to carry some sharp weapons with me for self-defense."

"You are a grown man, but you have to rely on your hands and feet to defend yourself." Ji Tan sighed, "Give me the dagger, it will be of great use to me."

Ji Zhao didn't say anything, but Ji Bei looked at him coldly: "What do you want the dagger for?"

————She was really afraid that her psychotic sister would do something weird, just like a parent who doesn’t want his child to touch a dangerous controlled knife.

"To commit suicide." Ji Tan's expression was calm, but he said something shocking. "I have been observing the celestial phenomena recently. This An Chun is like the chastity of the heroine in a vulgar novel. She is in danger of losing it at any time. For a beauty like me, if the city is breached, the consequences will be so tragic that I dare not even think about it. So at that time, I have to save myself... Ji Zhao, give me the dagger quickly."

Only Ji Tan can say this... God gave her amazing beauty, but also turned her into a psychopath.

Ji Bei's face suddenly turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Ji Zhao, get out."

————She is about to shut the door and scold her own children. The elders of the Ji family passed away early, and Ji Bei is the eldest sister. She is superior to her younger brothers and sisters in terms of age, ability and force. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a strict mother.

Ji Zhao walked out with the bowl in his hand as usual, but when he was about to leave, he turned around calmly and said, "I won't give it to you, because none of us will die."

Ji Bei and Ji Tan didn't pay attention to this sentence, just thought it was Ji Zhao's casual consolation, and Ji Zhao didn't care.

This is a good promise, but this promise is not for the two of them, it is a promise to Ji Zhao.

Volume 2: A Way Out of Poverty: Chapter : The Key to Breaking the Situation

[“No, absolutely not. It’s too slow.”]

In the room, Ji Zhao opened his eyes after completing a cycle of meditation, feeling a little bad.

He learned the Qi Transformation Method and Storm Fighting almost at once, then watched them a few times, calculated them a few times in his mind, and then he was almost done with them. But as for the internal strength, it was so slow that he couldn't get interested at all. If he didn't feel it carefully, he couldn't even feel his internal energy increase.

I didn't feel anything when I was watching the memory, but when I was actually practicing, I felt it was difficult. The meridians were extremely narrow, and the circulation of internal energy was particularly difficult. Every time I circulated the internal energy, I had to concentrate highly. The degree of effort was no less than doing a math problem that took an entire evening of self-study to solve.

[“Your bones are too weak.”]

Ji Zhaoqing knew that the foundation of this body was too poor, and he had to take some medicinal baths and do marrow washing to improve it before he could practice normally. But now he had no time and energy to do these things.

[“It would be great if there was some quick-start magic skill. Unfortunately, my martial arts training is not good enough, and I don’t know much about the changes in the nature of my internal energy. Otherwise, I would really like to change the route of the Rotten Wood Sutra.”]

Ji Zhao was not an impatient person, and he could tolerate this kind of counterproductive progress. He had persisted in training that was more boring and ineffective than this millions of times... But the current situation was that if he didn't change something, the entire Anchun would be doomed.

Moreover, Ji Zhao had observed over the past two days that the morale of the soldiers and civilians in the city was very low. In his opinion, even if Han Yi did not open the city gate, Anchun would be captured sooner or later.

There is only one way to prevent this, and that is to kill Liu Wei during the next siege.

First of all, there is one thing Ji Zhao is certain of: the morale in the city is low, and it makes no sense that the morale of the attackers should be high. A bunch of bandits with no equipment, no training, and no military pay should have collapsed due to civil strife after failing to attack the city for a period of time. The only reason they can hold on is because of Liu Wei's pressure.

He was no ordinary bandit. Long before the uprising of Tang Cheng, the Duke of Shengwu, Liu Wei was the third in command of the Twelve Strongholds of Qingzhou. It might be an exaggeration to say that his reputation was feared by all, but looking at the entire Qingzhou martial arts world, he was definitely a top-notch strongman.

At this juncture, if you want to lead a group of bandits who have nothing and may collapse at any time, you need a strong man like this to suppress them, or in other words, you need extreme personal worship and heroism to rally the morale of the army.

In later generations, these two words are both derogatory, but the historical background is different, and some things cannot be generalized. For example, a certain type of people are classified as left-wing because of their radical ideas, and then a few years later, this group of people have not changed, their ideas have not changed, but they are classified as right-wing. The reason is that the world is changing.

Especially in a world like this where martial arts exist, personality cult and heroism are natural things.

Furthermore, a master like Liu Wei would make one thing very easy, that is, to climb up first.

In this world, the defenders are no longer the party with absolute advantage. The reason is very simple, that is, because of the martial arts masters, it has become a very common thing for them to be the first to climb the city wall. They can just raise their internal energy and use their lightness skills to run up. If there are no masters of the same level on the city wall to restrain them, and the martial arts masters who climb the city wall first are allowed to kill people, then the city gate will be lost in the blink of an eye.

......In other words, if Liu Wei could be killed in public during the siege, the Black Cavalry would be defeated quickly. This is the disadvantage of personal worship.

The way to run an army lies in strict military discipline, excellent equipment, sufficient pay, timely logistics, and professional training. On top of this, it is assisted by famous generals and good commanders. Anything else is unorthodox.

[“We have to lure him into the city and kill him... But before that, we have to get rid of Han Yi first.”]

Ji Zhao was thinking a lot, and felt that no matter what he did, he needed Ji Bei's cooperation. Without her, things could not go smoothly. But in Ji Bei's view now, Ji Zhao was completely a problem brother. He acted like a fool and was almost hacked to death a few days ago. In this case, if he wanted to gain her approval, he really had to show some real skills.

Ji Zhao did have real abilities, but the factor of Ji Tan really made him uneasy. He felt that if he suddenly showed a big change in front of her, it would become a hidden danger. What if Taoist Dong really was that 'glimmer of hope' and learned about it through Ji Tan... But his predecessor's obsession was still there, so he couldn't do anything.

【“…”】

[“If you can’t even overcome the current difficulties, how can you expect the future?”]

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In the afternoon, Ji Zhao went out with a dagger. Ji Tan was scolded by Ji Bei and naturally failed to succeed.

His destination was the blacksmith shop, to see if there were any weapons that suited his needs. Normally, private blacksmith shops were not allowed to forge weapons at will. However, with the country now in turmoil and wars frequent, many things were naturally relaxed.

The blacksmith shop was busy in full swing. Ji Zhao walked in and glanced around. It was basically the same as the Ji family's storehouse. Most of it was empty. All the weapons that were of a decent appearance had been sent to the soldiers defending the city. Even so, there were still many people who had no weapons and could only use farm tools instead. The same was true for the attackers. Duke Shengwu Tang Cheng had intercepted a batch of military equipment, but Liu Wei got nothing.

The long weapon that Ji Zhao was thinking about was definitely not here, but there were some left.

Ji Zhao took a fancy to a pair of sleeve hammers, which were about one foot long, more than half shorter than the whip mace used by Liu Wei. He stretched out his hand to grasp them. They were a little light, but the weight was just right for his body. Ji Zhao did not hesitate and immediately paid for them. He then wrapped them in a cloth and took them back to the Ji family. But as soon as he entered the door, he heard a cold voice suddenly rang out.

"What's that on your back?"

Ji Zhao looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ji Tan, who was holding some tableware in her hands and on her way to the kitchen.

"Weapons." Ji Zhao did not hide the obvious. "A pair of sleeve hammers. I passed by a blacksmith shop today and thought they would be useful, so I bought them."

"Oh......?" Ji Tan was a little curious. "I don't know whether you have become more honest or dishonest. What? Do you still want to go when the Black Knights attack the city next time?"

"Who knows?" Ji Zhao would not be so foolish as to reveal his purpose, and immediately used the classic riddle man's rhetoric, "Maybe, maybe not."

"What do you mean maybe?"

At this moment, Ji Bei's oppressive voice suddenly sounded from behind him. Ji Zhao looked behind him and saw the man walking towards him with an expressionless face.

"You're still not being honest? Let me save some trouble!"

Volume 2: A Poor Life and a Way Out: Chapter 9: Showdown

From Ji Bei's perspective, this pair of brother and sister are truly the best.

The former ran to defend the city without saying a word, was hit on the head and nearly lost his life. Even after that, he was still not honest and went to the blacksmith shop to buy weapons, and he bought a sleeve hammer. You must know that weapons are always stronger if they are longer and more dangerous if they are shorter. The sleeve hammer is basically a weapon that requires close combat with others.

The latter is even more of a heavyweight, and he wants a dagger to commit suicide, so let’s not talk about it.

She had to fight against the Black Knights as Wu'an, and had to face these two top-notch enemies inside. She was exhausted both physically and mentally. How could her tone and attitude be good now?

At this time, if Ji Zhao chose to give in, say a few nice words, and say that he just wanted to protect his family in extreme circumstances, then he might be able to get away with it. But Ji Zhao didn't intend to do that. He had to gain the right to speak. This matter could not be delayed any longer and had to be resolved before the 29th.

"Sister," Ji Zhao said, "Do you believe that I am the second Duke Wu'an?"

This sentence was so abrupt that even Ji Bei was stunned for a moment. He couldn't keep a straight expression on his face and looked completely at a loss.

"Oh, that's incredible." Ji Tan at the back reacted and clapped his hands with a playful smile, "You have ambition. You are worthy of being the one who got hit on the head. Now who can tell the difference between you and Lord Wu'an?"

————This is Yin Yang Ji’s brain being smashed.

"What... are you talking about?" Ji Bei naturally didn't have the same bad taste as Ji Tan. He looked away awkwardly and said, "I can't understand it. After all, Lord Wu'an is the idol of every warrior. Everyone wants to be him. And you just happened to get hit on the head at this age. So, that... is a misunderstanding?"

These words were a little unclear... Ji Bei wanted to say that Ji Zhao was having a second-year syndrome attack, but there was no such word at the time, and she also considered Ji Zhao's face, so she failed to express it well, but the three people in the field understood it.

"Sister, I'm telling the truth." Ji Zhao looked calm. "After that day, I always felt that my reactions became much faster. I could understand the parts of the book that I couldn't understand before. That's why I was able to learn the Qi Transfer Method. Also, I went to Master Lu's Wu'an Hall yesterday to ask for his advice. Master Lu's eldest disciple came over and gave me a set of Storm Fighting. Now I have memorized it all."

"Nonsense." Ji Bei's patience was obviously limited. She felt that Ji Zhao's words were full of loopholes, so she picked the most direct one and pointed it out. "Storm Strike is the most important skill of Wu'an Hall. How can I teach it to you?"

Ji Zhao actually wanted to know the answer to this question. He had clearly prepared an excuse, but before he could use it, the other party took the initiative to teach him. But now was not the time to care about this. Just as Ji Zhao was about to speak, he heard footsteps from behind. Ji Bei and Ji Zhao looked over at the same time, and it turned out to be Zhang Haoying from Wu'an Hall!

————At the same time, Ji Tan retreated back to the room quietly.

The timing of his visit was really clever. Ji Bei raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Ji Wuan." Zhang Haoying immediately bowed to Ji Bei and greeted him. He looked a little embarrassed to speak and stammered, "It's like this, my master wants to invite little brother Ji over."

What did he do in the past, if Zhang Haoying didn't tell him, Ji Bei naturally wouldn't agree. He thought that maybe Ji Zhao had secretly learned how to play Storm Fight, and now he came to hold him accountable.

"What did you do there?" Ji Bei asked.

Zhang Haoying looked up at Ji Zhao, his brows showing difficulty. After a long while, he finally squeezed out a few words from his throat: "Master said that he wants to invite Brother Ji to come over... to study martial arts together!"

The weight of these four words is not particularly heavy. After all, Lu Yu Shi is not a martial arts master. He is just an old martial artist in a small county town. But in the current situation, they seem unusually powerful. Ji Bei hesitated for a moment and asked a question that seemed a bit silly.

"Did you...hear me wrongly? You're looking for me, right?"

"No." Zhang Haoying shook his head repeatedly, "My master did find a good brother Ji."

Ji Bei glanced at Ji Zhao, who looked calm and said nothing, as if he had left the decision to Ji Bei.

So Ji Bei directly asked the most important question: "Has he learned how to use Storm Attack?"

It's not 'learn', but 'learn'.

However, Zhang Haoying's answer was more accurate. He smiled bitterly and said, "Perhaps it can be said that Brother Ji has completely mastered it."

"......" Ji Bei raised his eyebrows, turned around and said to Ji Zhao, "Put down the things on your back, I will go to Wu'an Hall with you."

Ji Zhao didn't waste any words. After putting away his sleeve hammer, he followed Ji Zhao and Zhang Haoying to Wu'an Hall. The three of them didn't say a word during the period.

Lu Yushi, who looked like he didn't sleep well last night, was pacing back and forth at the door.

"Ji...Ji Wuan, why are you here too?"

"If you have something that you care about, come and take a look." Ji Bei still respected Lu Yushi as a senior, and his tone was not as tough as before, "Senior Lu, you don't need to care about me."

Lu Yushi hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said to Ji Zhao, "Come in."

Ji Zhao walked in calmly. There was no one in the martial arts hall at that moment. When the time came, Lu Yu Shi became a little hesitant. After all, Ji Zhao was so young, and he was already 55 years old. At such an old age, it would be too embarrassing for him to put aside his pride and teach a young man who had just mastered this set of martial arts... It was true that he loved martial arts, but he was not yet a martial arts fanatic.

But he couldn't bear to give up this opportunity. Practicing martial arts was harmful to his health, and he only had a few years left to live. He felt a little bit that this was probably the end of his life, and all he could leave to future generations was this set of Storm Fighting. For a martial artist like him, this set of Storm Fighting was the only trace of his existence.

Lu Yushi coughed twice and said calmly, "Is the wound on your head still a problem?"

Ji Zhao replied, "It's fine now. Thank you Master Lu for your concern."

"Since it's ok, why not try Storm Fighting with me to warm up your body." Lu Yushi couldn't say anything too humble or even flattering, so he could only say this stiff sentence, "Haoying told me what you said yesterday, but it's risky to modify the route of the inner breath. If you have any ideas during this process, tell me and I'll check it for you."

When he said the last two sentences, Lu Yu Shi felt a little ashamed. He clearly wanted to use the other party's talent to improve his own martial arts, but in the end, it turned out like this.

However, Ji Zhao didn't care. He smiled and said, "Then I'll have to ask Master Lu for advice."

Hearing this, Lu Yushi breathed a sigh of relief: "Good."

The two of them immediately walked into the martial arts arena and mobilized a little of their internal energy, their breath was very weak.

Lu Yushi mobilized this little bit of internal energy to cooperate with Ji Zhao. As for Ji Zhao, he only had this much.

Volume 2: A Poor Life and a Way Out: Chapter 10: Amazing Talent

In highly competitive games, designers will always try to balance the game in order to maintain competitiveness, but even in games where all numerical mechanisms are allowed to be manipulated by designers, there will still be various deformed versions and heroes.

If this is the case with games that arbitrarily change numerical mechanisms, what about reality?

In reality, no one would weaken those supermodel, deformed monsters.

Ji Zhao is a typical supermodel monster, a masterpiece of Nuwa's graduation project. Especially in the aspect of fighting, he is gifted and has a monster-like comprehension, and he can always accurately grasp the fleeting light of inspiration. ⒈

[“You’re in great shape…”]

As soon as he entered the battle state, Ji Zhao felt his heartbeat quicken, the blood in his body became agitated, his body became lighter, as if there was infinite power hidden inside, and his internal breath was much smoother than usual...

He knew clearly that it was probably due to the "Duel" and "Speed" that triggered it. Liu Qing had not lied to him. The natural laws of this world were constructed according to the settings when it was a game.

As for Wu Wei, it has not been triggered now because Ji Zhao is intentionally holding back his momentum.

Swish!

The confrontation didn't last too long, Ji Zhao took the lead and launched the first move of Storm Fight. Of course, he didn't use his full strength this time, deliberately revealing a bit of immaturity and awkwardness. ⒋

Bang! 0

Lu Yushi had no intention of showing off his strength. He was just acting as a sparring partner, expecting Ji Zhao to bring new surprises.

Ji Zhao also had this intention.

Bang bang bang bang!