Martial God Development Plan

In an instant, the two men's fists and feet collided, and the sound of fierce collision became one.

With the third move, Ji Zhao broke through Liu Wei’s defense and dug out a piece of flesh from his waist and abdomen.

In the seventh move, Ji Zhao seized the opportunity to use joint techniques, but due to the huge gap in physical fitness between him and his opponent, he was defeated by brute force.

In the twelfth move, Liu Wei was vulnerable again and was hit in the throat and chin by Ji Zhao, but it was not fatal.

In the fifteenth move, Ji Zhao used up his last bit of internal energy and performed the final move of the Storm Strike, hitting Liu Wei's ears. The powerful energy poured in, causing a devastating blow to Liu Wei's hearing.

The nineteenth move, during the fight, Liu Wei squeezed his body, recovered some internal energy, and forced a punch to Ji Zhao's abdomen, knocking Ji Zhao away again.

The blow was so heavy that even Ji Zhao could not recover for a while. He lay on the ground for three full breaths, vomiting blood mixed with bile. His brain was dizzy and he could not stand up.

How could Liu Wei feel good about it? Ji Zhao was very ruthless and hit him on all the fatal parts of his body, or added a few more punches to the already seriously injured parts... In addition, he also hit his eyes, ears, and even his genitals.

After Liu Weiqiang threw a punch, he really couldn't hold on any longer. He slowly knelt on the ground and started vomiting. His waist and abdomen were hit hard by Han Shou and Ji Zhao, and his blood was almost drained.

Ji Zhao, on his side, stood up shakily. He took a step forward, stepping on the ground one by one. The crisp echo sounded like the death knell for him in Liu Wei's ears.

He struggled to stand up and held back a question.

"Who are you?"

A very meaningless question. Liu Wei often heard others ask him this question before the death fight began, but he never answered it because he felt that it was useless for the dead to know more... It was when he said this that Liu Wei clearly felt that something had left him.

Ji Zhao did not respond, but just walked slowly towards him, his back to the moonlight. Liu Wei had lost one eye, and the other eye was soaked in blood, so everything he saw was blurry. He could only vaguely see this scene.

In a bloody world, a wolf with only glowing eyes and a body covered in shadows slowly approached... that was the look of a hunter.

【“Could it be that he is really reincarnated…?”】

Liu Wei was almost in despair. In the long battle, he didn't find any real flaws in Ji Zhao. He just relied on brute force. A teenager who had a head injury a few days ago, how else could he be explained except that he was the reincarnation of Wu'an Gong Wei Huo? !

[“…I don’t believe it!”]

However, years of banditry had made Liu Wei a desperate criminal. He did not believe in heaven or earth, ghosts or gods, the emperor or authority. He only believed in his own fists.

Liu Wei's expression twisted, and he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he stood up again. Then he made a sprint and smashed his body towards Ji Zhao like a cannonball!

With his weight and stature, this collision would definitely take Ji Zhao away.

However, facing Liu Wei's charge, Ji Zhao just slightly turned his body and did not move further, perhaps because he could not do it, or perhaps because he felt it was unnecessary.

Liu Wei did not hit Ji Zhao... Because of his serious injury, his sense of balance became very bad, and more importantly, he no longer had the extra strength to adjust his trajectory.

But Ji Zhao had no intention of letting him go. He stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers into claws, and calmly placed it on the path that Liu Wei must take when he rushed... aiming at his remaining right eye.

Liu Wei turned his head, trying to avoid Ji Zhao's digging... He failed, and if someone was recording it, they would find that Liu Wei was just offering his eyes to Ji Zhao to dig out.

Puff————!

Ji Zhao, who had no more strength left, took advantage of Liu Wei's inertia and dug out his right eye. However, his right hand was hit, and his entire arm was dislocated, with some bones broken.

In contrast, Liu Wei, whose eyes were dug out, completely lost his balance and sense of direction. With a dull thud, he crashed headfirst into a residential building on the street.

Volume 2: I warned you at the beginning that I would

There was a tearing pain in all parts of my body, especially in my waist and abdomen which had been hit hard continuously... But at this moment, these were not the main points.

The light completely disappeared from Liu Wei's world.

He couldn't see anything... and because Ji Zhao had hit his ears several times in the previous battle, he couldn't even hear clearly.

【"......"】eight

Liu Wei knew that he was going to die.

It was very obvious, the only remaining point was what he could do before he died, such as... taking Ji Zhao away.

Ji Zhao is already seriously injured, if he can hit him one more time...!

【“Let me hear it… Just a little more!”】0

There was a fierce buzzing sound in his ears. In this endless noise, Liu Wei tried his best to capture the movements from Ji Zhao.

He seemed to hear...?

There was a knock on the door, followed by Ji Zhao's weak voice.

"Open the door... Do you have a sharp knife? I want to cut off his head and take it to the other side of the city wall to inspire the army..."

Liu Wei didn't listen to the rest of the words.

He suddenly realized one thing...he couldn't die.

At least we can't let the Black Knights realize that Liu Wei is dead before they capture the city.

No matter what, the Black Cavalry will be more powerful than the Anchun defenders. This is the consensus of both sides. As long as Liu Wei, the spiritual pillar, does not fall, the Black Cavalry will be able to hold back their energy and exert sufficient combat effectiveness, and the Anchun defenders will be timid. But if Ji Zhao carries Liu Wei's head to the other side of the city wall... the siege will fail, and the Black Cavalry will disperse in an instant.

[“I can’t die…”]

Liu Wei struggled to get up and stumbled away. Duke Shengwu Tang Cheng treated him well, so even if he died, he would capture An Chun!

As long as Anchun City is captured, it doesn't matter if he dies. Even if he leaves a mess behind, it is better than failing to take Anchun!

"Do you think you can escape?"

Ji Zhao's voice came, sometimes far away, sometimes near, sometimes loud, sometimes soft. There was a sense of weakness in the voice, but to Liu Wei's ears, it was simply the whisper of the devil.

"You know, Liu Wei, you remind me of the guy I just killed... You two are very similar."

Ji Zhao followed Liu Wei calmly, watching him bump into the wall because of his blindness, so he had to hold on to the wall with his right hand and limp forward to escape.

"He was in great pain when he died, but in order not to hinder you, he endured it until his death. The same is true for you. I know why you ran away..."

Ji Zhao's voice was neither hurried nor slow, as if he was chatting with someone. Liu Wei's ears hurt even more, and blood oozed out of them, making him feel that Ji Zhao's voice seemed to be coming from all directions... He no longer knew where to go, but driven by the obsession in his heart, he was still moving his feet with difficulty.

“You don’t want the Black Knights to see you like this, right? But, whether Anchun is conquered or not, what does it matter to a dead man like you?” Ji Zhao said, “Stop, Liu Wei, turn around, capture my voice, and try to kill me to vent your hatred. This is what you should do, isn’t it? This is my advice to you… Don’t forget why you used up your last breath and chose to step into this bottomless abyss.”

Yes, Liu Wei had no intention of turning around and fighting with Ji Zhao. He moved his feet desperately, trying to find a place farther away... farther and farther!

Anchun can't hold on!

If only we could hold off a little longer!

"You know, Liu Wei... humans are very strange creatures." Ji Zhao seemed to have opened up his mouth, and his voice, which was too deep to be that of a teenager, rang out, "When it comes to making very important choices, many people cannot bear the pressure, so they make self-mutilating and self-abusing choices, pretending that they have paid a lot, as if this is the right thing to do. They believe that the world maintains a special balance, and if they pay more, they will get more at a certain level, but this is not actually the case. What they pay and what they get are not equal..."

thump!

Liu Wei was suddenly tripped by something and fell to the ground. He felt a sticky liquid on his ankle...it was blood.

What tripped him was a dead body.

An indescribable panic suddenly enveloped Liu Wei...Why is there a corpse in this place?

Where...is this place?

He struggled to reach towards the body...but what he touched was a head with a familiar shape. When he reached down, he found that the throat had been cut.

Liu Wei felt it out, this is... Liang Ping’s head!

However, Liang Ping clearly died not far from the city wall, while he and Ji Zhao had already been fought a long distance away... This should be the case.

But why...?

"Listen carefully, Liu Wei."

Ji Zhao's low voice rang out again, as if coming from all directions, bringing with it the hum of the wind.

"Where you are...go and listen."

Liu Wei concentrated again, trying to capture useful information from the endless noise...Perhaps because his physique was really strong, the ear that was hit hard by Ji Zhao gradually recovered, so he heard it.

The shouts and screams of the Black Knights and Anchun defenders.

The sound of metal clashing when swords, spears, and axes collide.

The wailing and cries of the wounded.

He was very familiar with these sounds... The siege at the South Gate was made up of these sounds.

But why do I hear these sounds...?

Gradually, the sounds stopped.

Is it because Liu Wei can’t hear again, or is it because the battle is over?

Neither, it’s because both sides of the battle focused their attention somewhere else. This sounds outrageous. Between life and death, is there anything that can divert the attention of both warring parties?

Yes, there is indeed such a person who can do it, and Liu Wei also knows that this person is himself, the absolute core of this micro battle.

Liu Wei suddenly realized everything. He slowly knelt on the ground, holding Liang Ping's head, and blood flowed from his two empty eye sockets again.

Ji Zhao approached slowly. His steps were slow, but they carried a suffocating pressure.

"You had a chance. If you had fought me to the end, the outcome would have been uncertain, but you made the wrong choice. I warned you at the beginning, Liu Wei, don't regret your choice. This is your only chance of winning, but you still regretted it. You were bound by this false responsibility and made a choice that was not your own... People always give blindly, as if this can smooth over everything. However, this is the most cowardly behavior. It seems that you are taking on everything, but in fact you are giving up the opportunity to decide your own fate and leaving everything to others."

He raised the knife, the silvery moonlight shone on the knife, reflecting the boy's calm face stained with blood.

Inside and outside the South City Gate, hundreds of Black Knights and Anchun defenders all lost their voices at this moment. The place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop!

"Those who betray you will eventually be betrayed by you... As for how they betray you, I think you already know it very well."

[Ji Zhao: Duel lv6→lv7]

The blade slashed across, blood spurted out, and the man's cold and resolute voice echoed in the South City Gate for a long time, as if putting the final nail in the coffin of Liu Wei's life.

"You, ran the wrong way."

(Volume 2, Finding a Way Out of a Poor Life, End)

Volume 2: A Poor Life and a Way Out: Written Before Volume 3

I believe everyone can guess that the third volume is about going to Luohe Pavilion to learn martial arts, which is also the theme of martial arts academy that I have always wanted to write.

Speaking of which, the first time I came into contact with the theme of martial arts campus stories was when I played He Luo's Xia Yin Ge in 21 years. I was amazed at the time and thought, wow, this is so interesting, so I made up my mind to write one sooner or later.

Looking back at my previous books, there are actually some such college elements to a greater or lesser extent, but because the positioning of the protagonist is too overbearing, he is actually outside the college and does not really participate in college life.

This book is a bold attempt. The reason why it is named Luohe Pavilion is, firstly, the setting in the book, where Duke Wu'an Wei Huo and all the major leaders in the martial arts world swear to protect the order of the martial arts world by pointing to Luohe River, and secondly, it is to pay tribute to He Luo.

The pace from the third volume onwards may be slower, that’s all.

The track of the God of War, start!

Volume 3: Taizong Luohe: Chapter 1 I Don’t Understand

Ji Zhao took off his helmet and stood up from the game cabin. The coach who was watching Ji Zhao's training video outside nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, Ji Zhao, you are the most talented person in this field that I have ever seen. I can't believe that two years ago you were still a 15-year-old kid who had never fought anyone... In any case, it should be no problem for you to get a place in the top ten this year."

Ji Zhao put the helmet aside to charge: "What's the matter?"

The coach said, "The management team got you an advertisement, two endorsements, and a commercial performance. Tsk tsk, to be honest, in our club, you are the one that gets the most endorsements. Live has received similar honors as you, but not even half as many people come to him as you do. Image is indeed very important."

Ji Zhao said: "I don't have the time."

"Eh?" The coach was stunned. "No time... You probably have nothing to do next, right?"

"The top ten competition will begin in a month." Ji Zhao said, "I don't have the time to spare another week to do these things during this period."

"No..." The coach held his forehead with his hand, "I know what you're thinking, but this won't work. Half a year ago, the management asked you to shoot an ad and do commercial activities, but you said the Intercontinental Tournament would start soon. Four months ago, you said you were preparing for the Olympics. Two months ago, you said you couldn't miss the Overlord Tournament. A month ago, you said the Weaponless Tournament was going on. Now I'm looking for you, and you said the Top Ten Tournament is about to begin... Ji Zhao, Ji Zhao, why do you think we compete? To make money, of course!"

"I don't know what you are talking about." Ji Zhao said, "As a professional player, there is only one thing I should do, and that is to win all the victories."

"Hey...!" The coach was also a little angry, "Then let's talk about it... Which of the top ten games do you want to win this year?"

"I don't want to give the same answer twice." Ji Zhao said, "Since we are going to fight, we must win everything."

The coach raised his eyebrows: "Including Dictator?"

Dictator, the most legendary player of Life and Death, except for the two seasons S1 and S2 when Life and Death had not yet become popular, all the remaining singles championships were won by Dictator alone. His dominance over this game is absolute... No, even in reality, he is the absolute king. He once had an exhibition match with a boxing champion who was three weight classes higher than him in a commercial event, and he won in the end. Everyone thought that the boxing champion let the win go to cooperate with the commercial event. After all, the two sides were three weight classes apart and used the rules of boxing matches.

However, Ji Zhao and the boxing champion had a common coach and had been in contact for a period of time. Ji Zhao knew that the boxing champion really could not beat him. The man was as powerful as a god.

There was a difference of three weight classes, and in real life, a professional heavyweight champion was defeated by an amateur fighter using boxing rules... If you say this out loud, I'm afraid people will laugh their heads off, but it really happened.

Last year, when Ji Zhao was sixteen years old, he met him in the first round of the singles elimination tournament and was ruthlessly crushed, so that he was eliminated directly despite having the strength to be in the top ten. It was not until this year that he became famous in several competitions and attracted endorsements with his outstanding image that he had the money to hire a coach and practice various fighting skills.

As for defeating Dictator, it seems that everyone in the circle has given up and is just waiting for him to retire, but this seems to be a very difficult thing. Life and death are not like ordinary e-sports. Twenty-five or twenty-six years old is considered old, and there are many people in their forties or fifties who are still fighting on the front line and achieving good results. Dictator is only thirty-five.

Therefore, the coach's words are not without irony.

But Ji Zhao frowned impatiently.

"I've said it twice...win it all, coach, you know what it all is?"

"You can't do it." The coach was a little impatient.