my past life simulator

Chapter 38 038 [Shoot! 】

He Zhao opened the wooden box, revealing a vibrant, still beating heart buried in the lime.

The few people talking on the street today missed one thing about the mutilated corpse.

Before throwing the corpse, he thought about it and removed the heart of the demon ogre in case of emergency.

Who would have thought that after a month, it would actually come in handy.

"Pig woman, pig woman, for the sake of my own life, I can only apologize to you." He Zhao, who was green with a pig woman, pulled out a hidden short knife from his waist, sliced ​​open his heart, and dripped blood into a bowl.

Through conversations with diners, one can learn that Wang Shoubei is not a good guy.

If the water bandits approach the city, they will leave Wancheng with their elite private soldiers.Or simply force conscription and take the lives of the people in the city to defend the city.

After all, he is an official, and once he escapes, the Daxuan court will pursue the responsibility, not to mention punishing the nine clans, at least he will be delayed.

And those who have received boxing training in Hengshan Boxing Gym are even better soldiers.

Suddenly, you are in danger!
The battlefield is ruthless, even the Xuandu army and the Xuanjia warriors cannot guarantee their own lives.

Gold guy?

Don't be kidding, it's not a secret blood warrior, who would fight the government to death for a registered disciple who was only accepted after paying 30 taels of silver.Besides, even if he saves himself, the other disciples will ask for it, will he save him or not?
"People, you must rely on yourself!"

Recalling in my mind, a famous quote from a doctor.

He Zhao was extremely impressed by this, and felt that what the other party said made sense.

"Om-"

A large amount of spiritual power poured into the eyes, and the strange invisible fluctuations spread, the color in the room quickly lost color, and everything around became gray and ruined.

Subconsciously held his breath, he didn't know what kind of monsters were hidden in Wancheng's spiritual world, so it was always right to be careful.It is worth mentioning that the spirit world here is much better than Qinghe Town, at least the former is not as dilapidated as the latter, and the doors and windows are intact.

It would not be possible to face the attack of the behemoth as soon as it appeared.

"call"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and brought it up the next second.

A huge black shadow swished across the window.

"Haw-"

"Gah!!"

"chichichi"

Various voices, near or far, came to He Zhao's ears.

'A lot of heterogeneous! '

He didn't dare to delay, sitting on the dilapidated bed, unfastened the curtain to increase his sense of security.Quickly take off your shirt, and apply it all over your body with the heart of the ogre.

"puff--"

The short knife was inserted into the heart, and He Zhao gritted his teeth without saying a word.

The scorching blood penetrated into the heart along the blade, and the whole body seemed to be in magma. The severe pain almost made him grit his teeth.

Time passed, I don't know how long it took, until the cobweb-like blood stains on his body faded, and he activated his spirit vision again and returned to the real world.

"Humph--"

He Zhao snorted and scratched his torso with both hands until his whole body became bloody and relieved most of the pain before giving up.

After the pain that was comparable to torture subsided, and felt the strange blood flowing in his body, a prompt popped up in the upper left corner of his vision.

[Original Blood Warrior: 5%]

"You can see the progress here? So can strangers see it too?"

【Foreigners: 21.7%】

Ruthless Zhao's eyelids twitched, and tremblingly, he threw the bloody skirt into a charcoal basin and burned it. He lamented the gap between him and the Taoist Master Hetu, dressed neatly and went out to fetch water for a bath.

"Evil."

Lying in the bathtub, He Zhao recalled its special features.Regardless of the other party's cannibalism, he is agile, extremely responsive, and has a terrifying resilience.

After wiping it clean, he took a step forward with a bang.

Disappeared from the bed and appeared at the door of the room.

"So fast!"

If it is said that He Zhao's speed was 2 before becoming a raw blood warrior, then at this moment, he has a speed of 6.

"three times!"

Unfortunately, it is still much slower than the original speed of the ogre.

He took out the speed-increasing jade talisman from the lapel, injected a lot of spiritual power, and felt his feet being lifted up by the whirlwind.

In a flash, the figure came from the door to the bed.

"The increase of Yulu is +5, so with the superposition of various factors, my speed is 11? No, no, no, nightfall, fighting, and serious injuries will be +7. Combined, it is at least 18."

"Agile testing is complete, next."

"puff!"

A knife pierced the palm of the hand, and the blood dripped into the charcoal basin, making a hissing sound.

"Under death resistance, this kind of injury takes three days to recover."

In a flash, the sun sets.

He Zhao, who was standing on the ground, felt that his bandaged left hand was itching unbearably, but he couldn't bear to stop his practice, so he gritted his teeth and stiffened.

Just kidding, when you become an original blood warrior, you can endure the pain that is comparable to torture, it's just an itchy pain, I congratulate someone for not being afraid.

As time passed, the itching gradually weakened.

In the past, it took twelve hours to digest six catties of heterogeneous flesh and blood, but now it only takes six hours.Fortunately, the proficiency has not weakened, otherwise He Zhao would have to cry.

【"Bronze Man Pile": 4401/10000 (Consummation)】

【"Unknown Breathing Method": 4401/10000 (Complete)】

[Original Blood Warrior: 5.2%]

After just a casual glance, he stopped paying attention and began to practice the "Hengshan Fist" taught by Jin Lao.

There are a total of [-] moves in this boxing training method, but there are only three moves used in actual combat.

He could only be patient, practicing boxing over and over again, tirelessly.

By dawn, exactly 25 times.

When practicing boxing, he always felt as if he had overlooked something.

["Hengshan Boxing": 0/500 (proficient)]

Thanks to the son of the night, every punch can be +3, counting the original 1 point of proficiency, after one punch, a full 4 points of proficiency.

He Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, cleaned up the water stains on the ground, and finally lifted his bandaged left hand.

Clean as ever!

"Restored in one day, the power of regeneration is so terrifying."

According to this resilience, he used the sacrificial bone dagger, which was enough to stab himself in the heart three times without dying.

"Master Hetu, you wait for me!"

Just as he was about to have some breakfast and take a rest, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Wait a minute, 5.2%!

[Original Blood Warrior: 5.2%]

"???"

5.2%! !
Something's wrong, I didn't do anything, why did it rise by 0.2% instead?

No, the pile method and the breathing method!

Lifting the skirt, he found that there were a lot more impurities discharged today than in the past.

"Breathe method."

Thinking of the sound of Jin Lao's blood like a stream, He Zhao secretly thought that there was nowhere to find it, and it didn't take much effort to get it.

Coauthored that he has been riding a donkey looking for a donkey?

"Hahaha"

He became an original blood warrior in one breath, and found a way to speed up the transformation of abnormal blood. He was extremely excited.

After He Zhao had breakfast, he walked around the city and found that the atmosphere was even more solemn than yesterday.

Not only were Wang Shoubei's elite private soldiers patrolling, but there were also many ordinary soldiers who looked like bums.

The smiles on the faces of the people in the city disappeared, and everyone was worried, for fear that the water bandits would come and slaughter the city!
Obviously, their confidence in Wancheng's defense force is seriously lacking.

In this pessimistic atmosphere, a month passed quickly.

Grain purchases have been restricted in the city, and petty thefts have also increased. The gang members who have been holding back for a long time are also beginning to move around.

Mess!

The more chaotic, they can take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and amass a lot of money.

And He Zhao went to the boxing gym. According to the rules, at the beginning of each month, Jin Lao would check the boxing proficiency of the registered disciples.

【"Bronze Man Pile": 4621/10000 (Consummation)】

【"Unknown Breathing Method": 4621/10000 (Complete)】

["Burning Wrath Law" (fragments): 3005/5000 (Dacheng)]

【"Heng Shan Fist": 1400/5000 (Dacheng)】

[Original Blood Warrior: 11%]

【Foreigners: 27.7%】

He Zhao looked at the message, and there was only two words—satisfied.

After a while, we arrived at our destination.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw many disciples gathered around the practice field, and there was a shout of applause from time to time.

And Jin Lao was lying on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes to observe the progress of the registered disciples' boxing skills.

"Ugh!"

There were more than a dozen people in a row, but none of them caught my eye.

Especially the registered disciples who have practiced boxing for more than a year, their physical talents are really good, and their aptitudes are all in the middle.It's a pity that his comprehension is comparable to that of a foolish stone, and his boxing skills are still far from Xiaocheng.

This kind of person can make him compete for the place of secret blood warrior?
Talent and savvy are indispensable, and even the former almost doesn't matter.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

"Next, Li Liang." The elder brother shouted.

He Zhaozhan was born, this is his pseudonym, homophonic power!
The [-]-style training methods are displayed one by one. At the beginning, they are smooth and flowing, but later on, some moves are not standard.

"it is good!"

Jin Lao shouted hello, and all the disciples followed immediately, cheering one after another.

Among the crowd, there was a person with a gloomy face, who looked at He Zhao with a slightly unkind look.

"In a month, boxing barely reached the level of proficiency, the old man really saw you right." Jin Lao glanced at the ugly-looking disciple without any trace.

He Zhao's eyes are so poisonous, he looked subconsciously.

Suddenly, a familiar and gloomy face came into view.

He knew the identity of this person, he was the younger generation of the Zhang family among the four major households in Wancheng.

'The fight between the boxing gym and the four major families? '

The only one in Wancheng that has the quota of secret blood fighters is Hengshan Boxing Gym.

Therefore, the major forces in the city sent their outstanding descendants to practice in it one after another.

Of course, the high-ranking Hetu Dao doesn't count, people look down on secret blood warriors, and the Taoist master is even more lazy to deal with a group of ordinary people who are fighting for power.

'I'm in their way?No, it should be said that Jin Lao pushed me out and blocked their way! '

In the past three months, it's not that He Zhao hadn't guessed why the cheap master would pick food from the black king's mouth to support himself.

"Li Liang, go get something with the butler, this is the last time." Jin Lao called He Zhao and whispered.

Ruthless Zhao nodded, indicating that he knew.

At the same time, the situation in Wancheng became increasingly pessimistic.

Even if the second largest force is affected, this banditry may last longer, maybe the water bandits will kill the city gate tomorrow.

Carrying 180 kilograms of foreign flesh and blood wrapped in white cloth on one shoulder, he left the boxing gym quickly.

At the same time, a few more small tails appeared behind him.

He Zhao didn't go to the inn, but wandered around the streets and alleys with twists and turns, and the people who followed behind followed with all their strength.

A few hours later, he got into a remote alley.

"MD, this guy is like a dog, he can really walk."

"Brother Zhang, I'm going to break his leg later, and we will be exhausted."

"What about people?!"

When they got into the alley, they didn't find He Zhao's figure.

"Find me?"

When everyone turned their heads, they saw the ruthless Zhao Zhao carrying the meat with a playful look on his face.

"Mother Xipi me."

Before the younger brother could yell out, the Zhang family who took the lead raised their hands to stop him.

"Li Liang, 1000 taels of silver, withdraw from the quota competition. Don't tell me you don't know, with the attitude of Jin Lao towards you, you know what I'm talking about!
Don't refuse, the Zhang family is not vegetarian.I have already negotiated with the other three families, and the quota will be divided equally between me and the Sun family.I paid the price, not in vain.

What's more, the current situation is tense, if Wang Shoubei catches the inner response of the water bandit, I am afraid that someone will have no good fruit to eat.Even Jin Lao would not offend 10,000+ people in the entire city for one person. "

The meaning of threat is beyond words.

He Zhao put down the flesh and blood on his shoulders, still smiling.

"I don't care about the battle between your four major families and the boxing gym, but for all threats, I always like to nip them in the bud."

The voice fell, and disappeared in front of everyone with a bang.

Afterwards, the boy surnamed Zhang and his followers felt a pain in their foreheads and fell into darkness.

After a while, He Zhao walked out of the alley again.

"idiot!"

The one surnamed Sun kept silent, but you jumped up and down.

In the dark alley, there were faceless corpses lying here and there. On their foreheads, a blood hole was extremely conspicuous.

At the sheer speed, any resistance seemed ridiculous and powerless.

He Zhao, who was walking on the inn road, was full of the arrogant words of the Zhang family's children in his mind.

The son is so aggressive, it is definitely not a good father to be a father.

What if this group of people follow the vine and find themselves out?
"no!"

Cut the grass, remove the roots.

He Zhao's eyes immediately shone fiercely.

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