Hero Cultivation System

The moves are dead, but the people are alive.

Liang Gong always believes that no matter what the move is, as long as it can cut someone, it is a good move. For example, "Three Wus and Three No Hands" should be regarded as a combination of "Splitting Muscles and Crossing Bones" and "Eagle Claw Kung Fu" plus tapping acupuncture points.

Made of silk gloves, it can be said to be a perfect match.

So he didn't care whether the Ten Styles of Bloody Fighting had to be upright and upright. Instead, he used the "oiling soles of the feet" movement technique that he was best at, which allowed him to spin out the sword at high speed in a short period of time, creating circles of tornado-like swords.

Circle, speaking of it, is both offensive and defensive. Unless the arm strength is as strong as that of Cheng Tianpu, most people will suffer big losses when encountering his move.

Since his first unintentional creation in the casino last time, Liang Gong has been thinking more about it while forging the sword in the system. Today, when he combined it with the "Guihun" sword, he felt that the person was the sword, the sword was the person, and the man and the sword were one.

It seems that the "Big Tornado" was created for the "Returning Soul Sword", and the "Returning Soul Sword" was created for the "Big Tornado".

Regardless of whether it was his imagination or not, he was certain that the four men in black had fallen on him.

Liang Gong glanced sideways at the man in black who was stunned behind him. He slipped and turned behind him. Before he could react, he simply knocked him unconscious with the back of his knife.

A sword for a sword, an eye for an eye!

Since this man has no time to do anything, there is no need to use sword skills on him.

Thinking of the crisis he had just seen, Liang Gong turned around and saw that in just a minute or two, there were only four people left on the bald side, and they were all covered with scars, and the man in black had already started to attack the woman behind them.

Without further ado, Liang Gong used his solemn oiling technique and managed to cover a distance of tens of meters between the three rises and landings. In front of him, six swords enveloped the three men in black who were about to use the swords.

The two smarter ones heard the whistling wind behind them and immediately rolled around to escape. The other one was not so lucky. His knife had just been pulled out from the bald brother's body, and a glint of light dazzled his eyes.

, followed by a right hand with a long knife connected to his wrist, which was spinning and flying into the air, and blood like rain sprinkled on the dust.

The evil smile on the face of the man in black has not faded away. He stood as still as a clay doll, as if he could not accept the fact that his right hand had been separated. After the two lazy donkeys stood up in shock, they were also stunned.

He stood frozen on the spot, looking at his companion's right hand, unable to believe it.

"Ouch..." The man in black with the severed hand didn't know how to cry out in pain until now. He knelt down and picked up his right hand from the ground, and tried to close it, but couldn't do it.

In no particular order, the triangular blade tips appeared on both sides of Liang Gong's body. Liang Gong's heart tightened, and he buckled down. He had already slipped out three feet away, and the green-blue sword light rose again, covering it like layers of pagodas.

Within five feet of the surrounding area, the tip of the knife could not be seen shaking, only the shadows of the knife could be seen overlapping. In an instant, the pagoda spread outwards and enveloped the two men in black with the word "war" inside.

Suddenly the sword light stopped, and the two men in black with the word "war" rolled out wildly, each time they rolled, leaving red marks on the ground. Like their companions in front, they had been stabbed countless times.

Yes, another "big tornado"!

Liang Gong was still gasping for breath. Although the big tornado was good, it consumed too much energy. He felt a little exhausted after registering it twice in a row. However, because the scene was too bloody, not only the man in black who was chasing the bald man stopped, but also several people nearby.

The ten men in black all retreated, leaving a space of about ten meters in diameter in the middle.

"Are you okay?" Liang Gong, alert to the men in black around him, walked up to the bald man and asked him.

"It's okay. It's just a little blood and a piece of flesh. You won't die." The two guys who were stabbed in the thigh also pressed the wound and nodded.

"It's fine!" Liang Gong couldn't care about them at this time. He was thankful that he could take care of himself and not hold him back.

He turned around to face the dozens of men in black around him. What was strange was that the more than 200 residents who were still standing in the audience stopped, and unanimously helped the injured on the ground and slowly moved behind Liang Gong, while another

The more than two hundred men in black simply ignored them, letting them escape from their swords, and then slowly gathered together. Most of the men in black stood at the back, and the remaining dozen or so men in black with the word "war" stood in front.

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Everyone moved silently, and the whole place was completely silent, which seemed to be a rare tranquility before the decisive battle.

The residents seemed to place all their hopes on Liang Gong alone. As long as Liang Gong won, they would win. If Liang Gong lost, they would not be able to fight against the Chengdong Gang. Although no one said it clearly, the facts seemed to be

That's it.

The men in black seemed to agree that Liang Gong was the last obstacle to the shanty town, and as long as he was dealt with, it would be equivalent to leveling the shanty town. Likewise, no one in black had exchanged opinions with each other, but that seemed to be the fact.

Liang Gong also discovered this situation, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

I wanted you to share the pressure for me, but I didn't expect you to put all the pressure on me.

However, Liang Gong had nothing to say. Maybe this was the hero effect mentioned by the system? No wonder heroes are all stupid people. They have nothing to do but carry other people's expectations on their shoulders. What is this other than stupid people?

"Are you Liang Gong?" A thick and thick voice came from behind the man in black.

Everyone looked back, and the man in black automatically moved to both sides, revealing a path in the middle.

Liao Heizhu strode forward from behind and stood ten steps in front of Liang Gong. Behind him were two bodyguards and other men in black with the word "war" surrounding him.

"You just chopped off my son's hand and destroyed our casino and the 'little bird' Liang Gong in the world, right?" Liao Heizhu explained the problem clearly. He really wanted to see with his own eyes this young man who made Boss Jiao so anxious.

But meeting him is not as good as being famous. The unattractive, thin and short young man in front of him is Liang Gong, who has been rumored to be amazing in Wuyang City recently?

The men in black were also whispering in twos and threes, shocked that the man in front of them was Liang Gong, the "little bird" who was recently rumored to be the god of death.

Liang Gong smiled, as if he thought it was no big deal to destroy the casino and the heaven and earth. He nodded and said, "I am Liang Gong."

"I'm very curious, why do you want to go against the Chengdong Gang? Where did the Chengdong Gang provoke you? Is it just because of Huang Mao's trivial matter? You have already crippled him, isn't it enough? The so-called killing is not excessive.

Pointing the ground, in this regard, you are going too far, right?"

Liao Heizhu asked so many questions in one breath, which shows that he really has huge doubts in his heart. In fact, all the Chengdong Gang members present, even the Chengdong Gang members in Wuyang City and people related to the Chengdong Gang want to ask

These questions.

Liang Gong smiled at first, and the laughter got louder and louder, and finally he burst into laughter. He laughed until he was embarrassed:

"The Chengdong Clan has done harm to nature, committed evil, and done all kinds of bad things. It has reached the point where God is angry and people are resenting it. We, the martial arts practitioners, cannot allow you to continue to poison the world. It is our time to eliminate violence and bring justice to the people. If the Chengdong Clan is not eliminated for one day, the citizens of Wuyang will suffer.

There is no good day." Liang Gong puffed up his chest and said righteously.

His voice was high and passionate, spreading throughout the open space. Everyone who heard it, regardless of whether it was friend or foe, had the same thought:

"This man is a psychopath."

"Silly b!"

"Second goods!"

Liao Heizhu really wanted to laugh, but when he saw the confident look on Liang Gong's face, he couldn't laugh at all. Damn it, why are there such people in this world who have dreams of being a hero?

Didn't that person have dreams when he was a child? Liao Heizhu was also young. When he was a child, he heard the old man talk about Bao Zheng and the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses. He also imagined that he was one of the heroes, beheading women and eliminating evil, which greatly pleased people's hearts.

However, those are all fantasies, can they be taken seriously?

When he grew up and started to mess around in the world, he gradually realized that a hero is the person who dies the fastest, a person who bears all the bad deeds alone and has no share in the good deeds, so he chose to be a villain and live a life of peace.

Live a long and prosperous life, haven't you heard that "good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years"?

Because of this, he somewhat understood the young man in front of him. This was a child who had not yet grown up. He would not look back after breaking through the wall. Even with all his strength, it would be difficult to change his mind. He could only wait for himself.

Only after suffering a big loss can one day look back.

If Liang Gong could hear what he was thinking, he would definitely praise him and say hello, but it's a pity that the pirate ship of the system has already boarded him, and he can never look back.

Thinking of this, Liao Heizhu lost interest in talking to him, shook his head and sighed, turned around and left without saying a word.

Everyone watched him disappear behind the man in black, and the path between the men in black was closed again.

After a long time, his deep voice came from behind the crowd:

"Do it!"