With a fierce body and a young face, he is Li Jing's second son Mu Zha.
"The three Zha Zha brothers have different hairstyles. Only Muzha has his hair styled at the same angle." Yelena, who was familiar with Daxia mythology but not with Daxia literature, explained to Taiyi.
Daxia writing is broad and profound, with ever-changing meanings. Yelena knew that Li Jing's three sons were all named Zha, so she collectively called them Zha.
"Nezha... what a definition." Taiyi knew Nezha, but only knew it but didn't know why. It was roughly equivalent to remembering "Nezha is very powerful, with three heads and six arms", and then specifically what the powerful method is and what his specialties are. Taichi just doesn’t understand.
"I'm not familiar with them, but they are mass-produced gods." Taiyi thought, "The mass-produced gods are all scum!"
"And this Muzha..." Taiyi looked back and forth a few times, "The appearance seems to be okay. It doesn't feel too inconsistent, and it can't be said to be disgusting."
"Mu Zha is not good at magic, good at close combat, and especially proficient in weapons." Yelena added.
"Melee combat?" In Taiyi's memory, among the immortals of Daxia, the older ones like to use magic weapons and spells to attack from a distance, while the younger ones prefer close combat. Even if they use magic weapons and spells, they are mixed with fists and kicks. This Mu Zha is. It suits Taiyi very well.
"What a coincidence, I also like close combat." After saying that, Tai took a big step forward and made a provocative gesture common to Blue Star - raising his right hand, making a fist, raising his index finger, and shaking it at Mu Zha three times. .
"Alas..." Mu Zha sighed, with a helpless expression on the young man's face, which was inconsistent with his figure and even less consistent with his temperament. "Your gesture is useless to ancient Daxia people. Like the middle finger, it is too new. ”
Taiyi ignored Muzha's dismissive tone and asked in surprise: "Do you know the middle finger gesture?"
"After capturing a group of modern people, we all learned a lot of current Blue Star knowledge. Some are useful, such as mushroom weapons, and some are useless, such as the gestures you made." Mu Zha did not mention the word childish, but That's what he meant inside and out, and he seemed to be very disappointed in Taiyi.
"Isn't today's Blue Star bad?" Taiyi felt that Mu Zha not only looked down on himself, but also looked down on Blue Star, so he asked decisively.
In Taiyi's view, ancient Daxia, even the ancient times in mythology, cannot be compared with the present, or in other words, they are not on the same level at all.
"No, there are too few people. We didn't catch a few before they were all caught." Mu Zha shook his head and expressed his opinion - no matter how convenient it is, it can't make up for the problem that the number of mortals is too small. "There are no mortals to worship us or accept us." Why do you think you are a god if you drive me?"
Taiyi: (;¬д¬) There were more people in ancient times? I seem to have learned a fake history!
"If we go by mythology, there are no accurate figures for ancient people, and there may really be more." Wang Aida put her furry head in front of Taiyi and said with sincerity in her eyes.
Taiyi nodded reservedly, ignoring Wang Aida's silent condemnation with her hairstyle, and figured out the key.
Nowadays, everything depends on statistics. How many people there are depends on statistics. In ancient times... it all relied on bragging!
From the central court to the local government, the "I think" method is adopted. Therefore, the increase or decrease in the number of people depends on how the officials want to deceive the emperor. If they want to scare, they will exaggerate the refugees; if they are auspicious, they will brag about the farmers.
The myths with historical shadows are better and are basically true. By analogy, there are indeed many people living in the dimension of myths and legends. This is reflected in the 300-meter-high city wall of Chentangguan and the city outline of hundreds of thousands of kilometers in radius. Just see class one.
"It's useless to talk more. Let's tell the difference between the high and low with your hands." Taiyi shook his hands, and the light on his left hand formed into groups and light spots. They quickly condensed into one, and the Scenery Sword emerged. The stardust on his right hand gathered into a long mercury snake, twisting and gathering repeatedly. After being dispersed several times, it turns into a harvest flower.
Since the last time he dual-wielded, Taiyi has been obsessed with this wild way of fighting.
Seeing Taiyi reveal his weapon, Mu Zha also ignited his fighting spirit. He handed the mixed iron rod to his right hand, and with his left hand drew out a Wu Hook Sword from behind. Like Taiyi, he also assumed the posture of a dual-wielding berserker.
The ax and spear faced the iron rod, the broad sword faced the Wu hook, Taiyi and Mu Zha leaned slightly at the same time.
The keen and experienced Wang Aida stretched out her hands and pushed everyone back, and she herself also followed away from the battlefield.
On the other side, the controlled dojo students also moved a long distance behind themselves under the invisible energy of time and space.
Although there was a time and space energy barrier, it didn't matter whether the "cheerleaders" on both sides retreated or not, Taiyi still appreciated Mu Zha's natural behavior, so he decided to beat Mu Zha lightly for a while.
"I won't cut off my arms and legs. If I cut my hair...not bad!" After reaching the nine-story tower, Taiyi had a new understanding of punishment: if it's serious, cut off his arms and legs; if it's light...just get a haircut that transcends visual kei!
Taiyi waved his right hand with Fengshengqi, and made an upward stroke with an inverted figure of eight, and shouted: "Strike Huashan with all your strength!"
Mu Zha was slightly yelled at by Tai Yi - not because he was frightened, but because he was confused: Is this a head-cut? Where did the split come from?
In a moment of confusion, Taiyi's ax and spear had arrived. In a hurry, Mu Zha Wu Goujian pressed down and pulled outward.
Mu Zha is a warrior by nature, especially good at close combat and fast combat. As for moves, a real warrior has no moves at all. They all act according to the situation: if the opponent has a flaw, he will focus on attacking fiercely. If there is no flaw, he will use a large force to reduce the strength by ten!
Don't look at Taiyi's strange move...name to seize the opportunity, but Muzha's weapon is special. He plans to use part of the power of the Wu Gou Sword Hook to pull Taiyi's reverse diagonal slash into a horizontal slash.
With a clang, Fengshou Qi bumped into Wu Goujian, but Mu Zha trembled when he pulled out, unable to use his full strength.
"Haha, you didn't expect it. Harvest Qi looks like a long-handled ax and spear, but it actually contains spiritual energy and can attack the spiritual body!" Taiyi said with a proud smile.
This level of spiritual energy invasion is difficult to have much effect. For high-level transcendental beings, it is just a numbing effect, but in close combat, such a trance can be a fatal mistake.
Taiyi, who had expected it, swung his sword of separation and passed over Muzha's head, sweeping away a large piece of black hair.
Mu Zha jumped back and said angrily: "Despicable, everyone is a general, but you..."
Halfway through, Mu Zha got stuck - Taiyi didn't use spells, and Taiyi didn't cheat in secret. Whether it was random roars or the abilities of the weapons, they all complied with the rules of one-on-one melee combat.
"Damn it!" Mu Zha felt aggrieved after being tricked but unable to express his anger, especially with the hairstyle he was wearing at the moment.
One-third of the two meatballs at the top of the head were shaved off, and the top center of the head was bald!
Taiyi was very good at his craftsmanship, but Mu Zha shrank his neck when the sword of separation approached, and Tai Yi had to tilt the sword edge, causing a piece of Mu Zha's scalp to be shaved off.
With a bald head, four circles of hair, and a piece of red "plaster" in the middle, Muzha instantly transformed from a handsome face and a sturdy back to a buffoon.
