I'm the best catcher in martial arts

"Bah!"

Ah Jin let out a loud cry, and then flew up and down around Shen Lian, indicating that there were many dangers ahead.

There is a dog and a bird beside Shen Lian. The yellow dog is responsible for exploring on land, and the golden eagle is responsible for exploring on the sea.

By this time next year, Ah Jin's body will be fully grown and he can evolve from a scout to Shen Lian's mount, consuming five fat sheep every ten thousand miles.

Shen Lian couldn't wait for this.

Although he can't fly with a sword, nor can he soar in the clouds and mist, and the golden light can travel thousands of miles in an instant, but having a golden eagle to travel on his behalf is majestic enough. All great powers need mounts.

Guanyin Bodhisattva has a golden-haired roar, Puxian Bodhisattva has a yellow-tusked old elephant, Manjushri Bodhisattva has a green-haired lion, Dongji Qinghua Emperor has Jiuling Yuansheng, and even gods of the same level as Taishang Laojun have Qingsi to go out.

This can be regarded as a tribute to the sacred immortal Buddha.

By the way, are there any gods riding white tigers?

In Shen Lian's memory, several Taoist gods rode tigers, but most of them rode black tigers, such as the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming, and Zhang Tianshi Zhang Daoling.

Sun Simiao's mount was also a tiger, but he didn't say what species it was. It was probably a big, eye-catching white-fronted insect.

Shen Lian had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He was thinking about what Ajin would be like when he grew up. He was also thinking about which deity rode a tiger or which deity rode a phoenix...

The reason why he can be so at ease is entirely because Tang Shunzhi is responsible for military matters.

Shen Lian originally wanted to help.

Shen Lian really didn’t want to be a mascot on the bow of the ship.

Unexpectedly, the professional knowledge of naval warfare cannot be learned in a short time. Shen Lian observed several times and could not understand how Tang Shunzhi kept the fleet moving forward smoothly.

It can ensure both stability and speed, maintain a special formation, and block everything around it.

Fast, good quality, cost...high!

Of course the cost cannot be low.

How can there be any low cost in fighting?

When the cannon is fired, there is a thousand taels of gold.

To achieve such excellent battle formation command, especially water battle command, one needs to pay a lot of costs, not only artillery and ammunition, but also occasionally warriors to help.

Under Tang Shunzhi's exquisite command, the Ming Navy easily cleared the outposts outside the Beehive Island and firmly surrounded the entire Beehive Island in a tight and tight formation.

If you look from top to bottom, you will find that large and small warships are arranged in the Five Elements Bagua, with eight large warships each guarding one side, and the small ship in the middle to mediate.

The fog and reef jungle on the outskirts of Beehive Island unknowingly transformed from a barrier to defend against powerful enemies to a cage trapping Japanese pirates. The Japanese pirates either desperately broke through or were turned into powder under the continuous bombardment.

Shen Lian stood on the bow of the ship, holding the command flag, looking at the ghostly islands in the distance, and waved it down fiercely.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The artillery blasted out shrill flames, just like the thunder god casting an angry heavenly punishment to destroy the sins on the sea.

The Japanese pirates and wolves rushed to Hutu, crying for father and mother.

Looking at the shells falling around him, Fujita Tsuyoshi didn't have the slightest fear in his eyes, nor did he feel sad because his subordinates were killed, nor did he have any emotional fluctuations.

Tsuyoshi Fujita is like a clay puppet, a puppet made of steel and specially used for killing.

This is what most people think of him. Even the wily Shi Tianwang only guessed that Fujita was very ambitious, but his greatest ambition was martial arts.

wrong! wrong! wrong!

Tsuyoshi Fujita is the most typical Japanese samurai. Under his cold appearance, he hides greed that is even worse than that of a wolf.

Martial arts, power, wealth, he wants them all.

His current capital is martial arts, so not only must he make his capital richer, he must also stay away from his family's surveillance and develop loyal forces overseas.

When his wings are full and he has accumulated enough power to overthrow the family elders, he will immediately conquer his superiors.

Overthrowing the clan elders in one fell swoop, taking complete control of the family, and sweeping those old-fashioned people into the trash heap of history.

Now, the best opportunity is at hand.

Shen Lian is Shen Wansan's nephew. If he can catch Shen Lian, he will never worry about money.

The warships of the Ming Navy are fast and large, and the artillery has a long range and is powerful. If you can get the blueprints and training methods, you can organize a powerful navy.

There is money, soldiers, cannons, and martial arts.

What else can't he do?

How could the family elders stop him?

One day, it may be possible to set off a more brutal battle to conquer Japan, control Japan, and suppress the East China Sea.

What a huge benefit this is?

This is a gain that completely overturns sanity.

Even if the chance of winning is extremely low, even if reason tells Fujita that the chance of winning is less than 10%, he will not hesitate to put all his chips in and gamble with Shen Lian with his life.

If you win, the profit will be a thousand times, if you lose, everything will stop.

It is said that profit makes one stupid, but the chance of winning is too small. If it is a hero from the Central Plains, most of them will choose to retreat.

Fujita just doesn't know.

This is his gambling instinct.

He will gamble all his chips for profit.

Ever since he left his family and formed the Japanese pirates, Fujita had been prepared to either reach the top or be buried at the bottom of the sea. Although he was not a good guy, his determination was far beyond that of Jia Leshan Shi Tianwang.

Can anyone see through Fujita Tsuyoshi's mind?

have!

That person is Tang Shunzhi.

Tang Shunzhi analyzed a lot of intelligence, guessed Fujita Tsuyoshi's ambitions, and understood his greedy nature, and then decided to fight on Beehive Island, because Tang Shunzhi knew that Fujita Tsuyoshi would definitely summon all his subordinates to fight to the death.

If Fujita doesn't run away, then Jia Leshan and Shi Tianwang can't leave either. This is the best chance.

Catch them all in one fell swoop and win the battle.

Artillery roared.

The leaders of both sides are fighting for their wits.

Warriors from both sides are fighting bravely.

Tang Shunzhi also wanted to take action. He was quite accomplished in marksmanship and could definitely defeat Jia Leshan in a duel. However, he was the commander-in-chief of the army and had to stay behind to command the battle.

Tang Zhuquan faced Jia Leshan.

Jia Leshan was born with supernatural power and excellent swordsmanship. He was good at using the horse-cutting sword. He followed the path of the heavy sword. His swordsmanship was like a spear and a halberd, and he was dignified and upright to the point of Yang Zhigang.

There are four masters under his command.

Du Bai, codenamed Bai Laosan, is a master of swordsmanship, good at random cloak swordsmanship, and can draw his sword as fast as lightning;

Hu Xin, codenamed Xin Laoer, is a master of hidden weapons. He can shoot hundreds of hidden weapons in an instant and turn people into hedgehogs;

Hua Yukun, codenamed Boss, is a master of fingering, proficient in Peach Blossom Island's "finger snap magic power" and "finger knife";

Chu Chu, lovesick and charming, on the surface she is Jia Leshan's lover, but in fact, she secretly recruits Du Bai, Hu Xinhua Yukun, secretly sidelines Jia Leshan, and secretly plots to stab Jia Leshan in the back.

Tang Zhuquan only faced Jia Leshan, and the remaining four were dealt with by Feng Suzhen. Even if he didn't use the Subduing Demon Qin, he could defeat the enemy with only the unique skills of Zi Zai Sect.

Yan Nantian faced off against King Shi Tian.

To be precise, they are the seven kings of history.

Their appearance and body shape are almost identical, and they act with the same mind, as if they are one person. They are proficient in several siege formations, and can easily form a variety of permutations and combinations.

The formations of Yin and Yang, the Three Talents of Heaven and Earth, the Samsara Formation of the Four Seasons, the Five Directions and Five Elements Formation, the Inner and Outer Six Formations, and the Big Dipper Formation can also be split and combined.

For example: three four, two two three, two five.

If the seven historical kings are numbered and then arranged and combined according to the above method, how many ways are there?

This is a very rigorous mathematical question. Even hundreds of years later, it will be worth at least "five points", which is a choice or fill-in-the-blank question in the college entrance examination.

Yan Nantian naturally didn't understand mathematics, so he was inevitably fooled by Shi Tianwang's fancy methods. He was deeply immersed in it and wanted to see through the mystery.

If Yan Nantian used all his strength to attack, he might be able to decide the winner within twenty moves, but he felt it was a pity.

He has never seen this method before.

After seeing the changes in the formation, Yan Nantian always felt that it was a little unsatisfactory, so he kept his strength and allowed the attack.

King Shi Tian was extremely helpless towards Yan Nantian.

This can't even be said to be helpless, but despair.

The despair of being unable to fight back.

It's like an ant facing a high mountain.

No matter how they attack and how fancy their tricks are, they can't get closer than five feet in front of Yan Nantian.

Yan Nantian stood steadily on the waves.

No physical skills were used.

No special tricks were used either.

I just stood there calmly, rising and falling with the waves, but the waves could not wet my feet.

Yan Nantian's control of power has been refined to the extreme. He can perfectly control the power of every muscle fiber in his body, and never let any of his power leak out.

This is the highest state of the wedding dress magical skill, and this is the "Hunyuan Gong Body" that can form a world of its own within the body.

The Magical Art of Wedding Clothes is a secret skill of the Iron-Blooded Banner Sect, which contains the power of thunder, thunder, and fire. However, the true energy is too strong, burning the body every moment, making people suffer unbearably.

Either transfer your true energy to others and cultivate your life to achieve success for others, or after you have cultivated to 60 or 70%, you can take the initiative to abolish your own cultivation, and then practice your mind again.

After this setback of the true energy, there is no longer the pain of burning the body. Instead, like an arm using the fingers, the body's essence, energy and spirit are integrated into one body, making the body like a small world, not shaken by external forces, and the strength is even more powerful.

In the previous battle with the Tang Sect, Yan Nantian was attacked by Zhu Xiawuqiang. He abandoned his martial arts and took the opportunity to rebuild his skills. His cultivation was already advanced, and his recovery speed was extremely fast.

In just a few months, it was completely completed.

Without any advanced body skills, he can move freely on the water with the help of the buoyancy of the waves. His senses are extremely sharp and he can detect all kinds of dangers.

When encountering a sneak attack, the body will naturally fight back without fear of any sneak attack or plot.

Even if Chu Liuxiang is lurking next to Yan Nantian, as soon as he gets four feet away from him, Yan Nantian's body will automatically generate protective aura to defend against the acupoints and fingers.

King Shi Tian has many tricks up his sleeve.

King Shi Tian's formation is not bad.

There is no end to the number of substitutes for King Shi.

So what?

Yan Nantian was too restrained by King Shi.

The moment King Shi Tian's formation changes ended, it was the moment they died. As long as the sword behind Yan Nantian was unsheathed, King Shi Tian would have no chance of surviving.

King Shi Tian could even feel that Black and White Wuchang was already standing beside him, ready to enchant him at any time.

The judge's pen has already fallen on the book of life and death. When Yan Nantian drew his sword, the judge's pen fell with it, and his names were written down with a red pen, sending them to hell.

What kind of monster is this?

How could Yan Nantian's martial arts be so terrifying?

King Shi Tian's heart gradually sank, and he could only place his hope on the ferocious beast Fujita Tsuyoshi.

Fujita Go and Shen Lian faced off coldly.

The two of them did not make any moves, but just competed with their momentum, crushing the surrounding rocks into powder. Fujita Gang's body rose with golden aura, and Shen Lian clenched his fists tightly.

Fujita asked dryly: "Shen Jun, where is your spear and halberd? Why don't you take out your weapon?"

Shen Lian said: "There is no need to deal with you!"

Fujita Tsuyoshi didn't feel that he was being underestimated, nor did he have any anger. His face was still as stone, but the joy of succeeding in his conspiracy and succeeding in stud flashed in his eyes.

Fujita Tsuyoshi wished that Shen Lian would be proud and complacent.

The prouder Shen Lian is, the greater his chance of winning.

Compared with the benefits of capturing Shen Lian alive, what is this humiliation? In order to obtain more benefits, Fujita became more tolerant and colder than Gou Jian.

Fujita has just read a lot of books about the Central Plains, and his favorite story is about Gou Jian sleeping on the firewood and tasting his courage.

He felt that he was just lying on his back.

Tsuyoshi Fujita also harbors hatred. He hates the old-fashioned members of his family who refuse to hand over their power obediently.

Those old guys have long been out of date, but they rely on their seniority and seniority to firmly control the family power and do not give young people a chance to rise to power. They all deserve to die!

Shen Lian didn't know what Fujita Go was thinking, but he didn't mind stabbing him hard in the chest before the war started.

"I know what you want to do, but even if you succeed in doing this, you will have to take the money instead of spending it. My uncle will give you more money to reward you. You have been on the sea for so long, and you have heard of buying bones in the underworld. What?"

Buying bones from the underworld is a method that Shen Wansan came up with to deal with his enemies.

He would publicly put a bounty on someone, not directly on his life, but on his bones.

As long as you get one of this person's bones, you can exchange it for a bounty on the God of Wealth Island. Any bones from anywhere on the body can be used.

In order to obtain more profits, those killers will start from the hands and feet, picking off the bones bit by bit, first picking out the non-fatal parts, and gradually killing the person.

An adult has a total of 206 bones. Before the person dies, the bones can be removed at least dozens of times.

The killers knew what Shen Wansan was thinking. They also wanted to make money and would not kill directly. They would use whatever method would cause the most painful results.

This is the horror of Qian's ability.

As the largest businessman on the sea, if you think Shen Wansan will make money by being friendly, then you are thinking too much.

The money Shen Wansan earns can last him a lifetime even if he plays with gold and silver all day long. He doesn't care how much it costs or how happy he is.

Anyone who dares to threaten him or hurt him will use money to make people understand what it means to be rich.

Money can help you!

Money can also turn people into evil spirits!

If Shen Lian's words were in the Central Plains, they might be able to scare people away, but the target was Takey Fujita. These words had no effect. Takey Fujita had long known that there was danger.

Tsuyoshi Fujita was gambling on his fate.

The chips have been placed on the gambling table of fate. Even if there are mountains of swords, seas of fire, and eighteen levels of hell in front of him, Fujita Go will not hesitate to walk through it with his chest raised and his head raised.

retreat?

There are no such two words in his life!

Danger?

When had he ever cared about danger?

This state of struggling on the verge of death and possibly dying at any time makes people feel even more exciting.

Tsuyoshi Fujita’s blood is boiling!