In that prosperous town, in the corner of the lobby on the first floor of the restaurant, the brothers Wu Wan and Dong Peng were having a drink facing each other.
Behind a wooden pillar not far away, two middle-aged men dressed as businessmen were chatting, laughing and clinking glasses. However, when Wu Wan and Dong Peng opened their mouths to speak, the voices of these two men would always weaken.
The conversation over there was inseparable from this competition.
"Senior brother, it must have taken a lot of effort for Senior Sister Chunluan to help me get a place in the college entrance examination this time."
"That's right," Dong Peng said with a smile, "this is a martial arts class run by Lord Liuli God himself. How many people have sharpened their heads to get into it."
"It's quite stressful."
Wu Wan sighed: "My qualifications are only average and excellent. Liulicheng doesn't know how many talented people there are."
"Hey, let's go try it."
Dong Peng patted Wu Wan on the shoulder and said warmly: "If you don't give it a try this time, you will definitely regret it when you get old. Your senior sister and I will never have such a chance."
Just listen to Wu Wang: "Senior brother, how many recommended places are there?"
"More than three hundred."
Dong Peng said: "There are more than 300 people in the ground class, and you can choose one from almost twelve. You also have a chance. Many talented and intelligent people can't get the recommendation qualifications. This is normal."
"Um."
Wu Wan nodded, his eyes still a little uneasy.
"Here, drink this cup!"
Dong Peng blinked at Wu Wan, who had a vague smile on his lips. After clinking glasses with his senior brother, he raised his head and drank it all.
"Senior brother, I went back to my room to meditate."
"We will set off early tomorrow morning," Dong Peng said. "Previously, Senior Sister sent a letter asking us to go to Liulicheng one day late. Although we don't know why, Senior Sister told us so, and we just listened."
"good."
Wu Wan and Dong Peng chatted for a few more words. Dong Peng called the waiter to pay the bill, brought a few more dishes, and went upstairs with Wu Wan.
They opened two rooms in total, with men and women living separately and close to each other.
Wu Wan opened the door to his room with a calm expression. Senior Brother Dong Peng brought dishes to Senior Sister Qiuli and Jin Wei. After entering, they started talking and laughing.
Wu Wan didn't waste any time. He picked up the package in the corner of the bed and turned over to lie on the bed.
He closed his eyes and waited for a while. When the feeling of being watched subsided, he immediately stuffed the package into the quilt, barely made a humanoid figure, and rushed to the window that had been opened before, sneaking into the night silently.
Although the Martial Spirit Realm can be explored with spiritual thoughts, there is no systematic spiritual cultivation method in the martial arts passed down by the Martial God. At a slightly greater distance, spiritual thoughts can only be vaguely perceived.
In the scene downstairs just now, it was natural that he and Dong Peng were acting together.
The main purpose was to stabilize the group of people who had previously planned evil against them, and to explain why they suddenly returned during the day.
From the moment the opponent's spy was found by Wu Juan, the initiative was in Wu Juan's hands.
Who is the other party?
Why do you want to ambush yourself?
Wu Wang didn't know, but he was looking for this answer tonight.
In the night, two wealthy businessmen who had been drinking near him and Dong Peng got into a gorgeous caravan together.
Wu Wang's figure was like the wind, walking in the darkness of hundreds of lights, following the caravan slowly.
The caravan drove into the night outside the town, and a figure emerged from it, escaping in the direction of Liuli City at an extremely fast speed; Wu Huan was like a ghost, chasing closely behind this 'eyeliner' of the sixth level of the Martial Soul Realm.
"bell?"
"Master, I'm here."
"Protect Xiaowei."
"Don't worry! Nothing will happen to Xiaowei if something happens to you!"
Wu Wan nodded in relief, but felt vaguely that something was wrong.
Although he is an incarnation, is this little broken clock a bit too blatant?
Hey, it’s time to find an opportunity to teach this clock a lesson, otherwise the world will be turned upside down before your eyes!
At the same time, in a certain cloud in the sky, a strong man was lying on the cloud bed, holding a wine bottle, and looking at the cloud mirror in front of him leisurely, which showed Wu Wu chasing the informant.
"Yellow Bird".
Fortunately, this strong man was not targeting this incarnation of Wu Wan, he was just hiding to watch the show at the moment.
"What a courage," the Martial God said in amazement, "But for someone who is at the seventh level of the Martial Soul Realm and dares to take the initiative, he is indeed the young disciple we like. Overall, it is too risky."
Well, it won't be a big deal if I slide my hand and hit a few thunders later.
This is his territory, come and challenge him if you don't agree.
…
After a while.
In a forest more than ten miles away from the town.
The 'eyeliner' who was rushing towards stopped, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and he cooed twice in the forest.
In response, a cooing sound came from the forest, and five figures fell from the trees, squatting neatly in the grass, bumping heads with the running informants, and whispering.
Two martial spirits and four martial souls.
There are quite a few 'masters' hiding in these dark corners of the Liuli Realm.
Wu Huan's ears moved and he heard their words clearly.
"Qingshan and his party received a letter from Senior Sister, asking them to enter Liulic City a day late. It should be to avoid the current tense situation in Liulic City. They are unknown people after all."
"Uncle, do you still want to proceed as planned?"
"Otherwise, what can we do," an old man at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm whispered, "We are late, these are the only few candidates, the others have entered Liuli City!
Liulicheng is unusual at this moment, so it’s better for us to stay away. "
"We might as well do it more simply."
Another middle-aged man in the Martial Spirit Realm whispered: "Kill this Qingshan and let a junior with a similar figure take over."
"It can't be like this," the old man said with a frown, "Is it so easy to deceive you as a god? What we want is a puppet. If he can enter the ground class, we will send him to the next competition."
"Will Lord God discover our plan?"
"Don't worry about it, we can just follow the orders," the old man said with a slightly weird smile, "Who can resist the Qingshen Pill? As long as you take the first pill, you can't live without it."
In the grass in the corner, Wu Wan squatted there and took notes carefully.
Good guy, this saves me the trouble of torture. [You will definitely tell your plans when chatting] Is this really the standard equipment of a villain?
These are the twelve realms forces outside the Liuli Realm, right?
They were really brave. They went directly to the vicinity of Liuli City to plant a lead in the martial arts class opened by Liuli God.
However, Wu Wang carefully sensed the strength of this group of people, and he understood in his heart.
These are probably the 'cannon fodder' who were arranged to come here and give it a try.
Martial Emperor Realm warriors are the top masters of the twelve realms, so naturally they cannot be randomly sent deep into the hinterlands of other divine realms; and young Martial Spirit Realm and Martial Soul Realm masters are precious reserve resources.
Only this kind of unlucky ones with unstable foundations, impure spiritual power, and no future prospects would be sent to this realm by the master behind them to use some despicable methods.
Qingshen pill?
If you engage in this kind of trick, you can directly kill them.
Wu Wan reached out and pulled out six hair-thin silver needles from the leggings. Wisps of spiritual energy poured into them, and the six silver needles suddenly became transparent.
A head-on fight?
This is not a fight in the ring. Isn't it a waste of spiritual energy to take the front?
Just as he was about to take action, Wu Wan's eyelids twitched slightly, and other thoughts suddenly came to his mind.
'How serious is the infiltration of the Liuli Realm? '
This is not bad. I am about to enter the center of the battle between the twelve realms of the Martial Gods, so I must be aware of it.
At that moment, Wu Wan tapped his fingers lightly, and a wisp of light green breath flew out from the six silver needles, which were forced into the earth by him.
Hide aura;
Hidden Taoist Rhythm;
Hidden murderous intent;
Feel the flow of spiritual energy and blend with the forest here.
Wu Wan squatted motionless in the grass, his breathing stopped completely, and his eyes gradually lost focus.
High in the air, the God of War had already sat up, staring carefully at Wu Wan's posture and movements in the cloud mirror, and couldn't help but murmured a few words in secret, wondering what Wu Wan was doing.
"Why did this look suddenly lose focus?"
Wu Shen touched his chin and muttered, feeling Wu Wan's condition carefully, only to find that Wu Wan was like a long grass at this moment.
What does it mean?
The God of War's broad forehead was covered with question marks.
Suddenly, Wu Wang flicked the silver needle with his right hand.
This movement was very ordinary, soft and seemed to have no strength, but there were tiny ripples in the surrounding environment. These ripples made the Martial God's eyelids twitch slightly.
Accepting each other with the environment is to...
Six silver needles sprang out of the grass silently. Under the starlight, they looked like six spider threads blowing in the wind. They scattered and fluttered against the ground, and silently penetrated into the six necks.
There was no reaction, no resistance at all.
The six unsuspecting figures paused at the same time and immediately began to stagger around.
The Martial God clearly felt that the silver needle thrown out by this kid contained some kind of toxin. These toxins stunned the souls of these six people at the moment when the weak but exquisite force exploded.
actually!
So simple?
The God of War was a little unable to calm down. He glared at Wu Wan's side face through the cloud mirror, but saw that the expression of the young man he liked had not changed at all at this moment. He was still squatting there, and his eyes were still lifeless.
The ripples that had been created before quietly dispersed, and he returned to the state of blending with the vegetation.
The Martial God tried to calculate and found that if he was one of those six people, even if he was in the martial spirit realm, unless he was prepared in advance and used spiritual power to protect himself, he would be unable to defend himself.
'The two Martial Spirit Realm warriors here are too watery, their souls are not strong, and their perceptions are not sensitive enough. '
The God of War thought this, and then thought of Wu Wan's previous series of preparations.
With this kind of sneak attack, warriors under the Martial Emperor realm may have to rely on intuition to guard against it.
At this moment, Wu Wan's wrist in the cloud mirror shook again, and six more reddish silver needles flew out.
Different from the trajectory of the previous silver needles, the six silver needles drew a complicated route through the woods. They seemed chaotic and disorderly, but in fact they penetrated into the chests of six people from all directions.
Another poison that hurts the soul.
The God of War suddenly remembered that this guy had been to the mountains several times in the past few years and caught some poisonous insects...
"Quite careful."
The Martial God said with a smile, his eyes full of appreciation.
To attack the strong with the weak, you should use strategy;
The blow hit the target without any carelessness, which highlighted the mature character of this guy.
Who said that the Twelve Worlds of Martial Gods are all naive and reckless people? They are also unique in the martial arts world when it comes to strategizing and plotting.
Look at this young man, isn’t he just self-taught?
"This battle was quite good. Although it was simple, it greatly tested this little guy's character," the Martial God praised. "My hard work is not in vain."
Suddenly, Wu Wang buried his body lower and lurked deeper...
The corners of Wu Shen's mouth twitched violently several times.
Again?
Shaking his hand, the third silver needle flew out, but this time there were eighteen. They were dancing like a swarm of bees, deliberately making a buzzing sound, and pierced the wrists and ankles of the six people from all directions.
Two martial arts masters received special attention.
The Martial God's expression started to look strange.
The fourth silver needle...
The fifth silver needle...
The six masters are basically useless. Although they cannot die, their souls have been poisoned and their meridians have been severely damaged. From now on, they will be half useless.
The God of War's face seemed to be poisoned from a distance - completely numb.
After a while, Wu Wan stood up. His body was as fast as a phantom, and he ran through the shadow of the moonlight. He ducked behind a big tree next to the six of them. He quietly waited for a cup of tea before he appeared and started to pick up. The six people's clothes.
There were two women among the six people. Wu Wan's movements were not slow at all, and his eyes did not waver.
In the Twelve Worlds of the Martial Gods, storage magic weapons are extremely rare treasures, and it is impossible for these six people to possess them.
After stripping them naked, Wu Wang easily found the secrets hidden in the six people, but unfortunately, he could not find their identity documents.
It's impossible for a spy to take the [Special Agent Card] with him.
Putting away the jade tickets representing large amounts of shell coins and picking up a few weapons with good shapes, Wu Juan made a small fortune.
Well, if you have money, you can buy more poisons and make more hidden weapons like silver needles.
The 'funds' for these six people are quite sufficient.
"Is this the Qingshen Pill?"
Wu Huan weighed the two jade bottles and sniffed them carefully, with a sense of disgust in his eyes.
"Harmful stuff."
He flicked it casually, and the two jade bottles flew over ten feet, and exploded into powder with a pop.
He took a man's robe and slit the fingers of a martial soul monk;
Wu Wang pinched the man's fingers from the air, wrote the words "We are spies", and covered the six people with his robes.
After doing this, Wu Wan hid nearby for a while before quietly leaving the place.
He picked up a women's satin handkerchief in the town, drew a map to catch the thief, and sent the map to the pillow of a patrol captain in the town.
After doing this in an orderly manner, Wu Wang returned to the restaurant, drifted by the window of Jin Wei and Qiuli's room, lay down on the bed next to Senior Brother Dong Peng, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
High in the clouds, the God of War opened several cloud mirrors, with a somewhat troubled expression on his face as he sat there, lost in thought.
As a wise god of war, is my definition of martial ethics... still too narrow?
At dawn, several warriors wearing armor rushed out of the town, following the path Wu Juan took yesterday, and chased them into the woods.
About an hour later, the town's patrol team was dispatched in large numbers and headed towards Liuli City.
Wu Wang and the four of them stayed in the restaurant, waiting for Senior Brother Dong Peng and his uncle to send someone to pick them up, and they would leave for Liulicheng in the afternoon at the latest.
After the four of them had breakfast, news began to circulate in the restaurant that they had caught spies sent by the other eleven realms. This matter had alarmed many big shots in Liulic City.
Wu Huan indeed sensed the aura of Emperor Martial Masters appearing within a radius of hundreds of miles around him, not just one or two, but batch after batch.
Subsequently, a lot of news came out in this town located on the main east-west transportation road, which was different from true to false.
The identities of those spies seemed to have been found out, but it seemed that they had not been found out.
People's focus quickly shifted from the spy himself to the mysterious master who caught the spy.
When Wu Wang and the four of them were having lunch in the restaurant, they heard a few well-informed people discussing loudly at the next table:
"It is said that the people who caught these spies left only a map drawn on a handkerchief. The method is extremely clever! This person has a martial arts skill and can shoot hundreds of silver needles in an instant! The key to the master! "
"Do you know what's the most outrageous thing? Where the six spies were captured, no traces of the seventh man's footprints were found, and no trace of his breath was found."
"This is probably a peerless master of the fourth and fifth grades of Emperor Wu."
"Those spies want to plot this big competition. Our senior masters in the Glazed Realm can't sit still anymore. We should have taken action to punish these guys long ago. They are really too rampant!"
Qiuli and Dongpeng looked at Wu Huan, who shrugged innocently.
But what caught Wu Wan off guard was that a group of soldiers who came to pick them up in the afternoon brought the latest progress on the matter.
The six spies were about to speak in the middle of the torture, but they died mysteriously in the most heavily guarded dungeon in Liuli City.
Wu Wan couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead.
This Glazed Realm has long been sieved by the other eleven realms!
I can't stay, I really can't stay. If I go to the underground class, I have to be careful about being drugged while I'm eating!
How about just losing the election on purpose?
But the teacher's earnest eyes appeared in Wu Wan's heart...
That's all, don't worry about it, just hide it tightly.
