Infernal Artist

The long street was crowded with warriors.

Liu Ping was blindfolded, and Shi Shiran stood in the open space in the middle, saying that he wanted to kill everyone.

A few breaths passed.

The old man sighed and said:

"Young man, don't kill people easily, otherwise you will make enemies."

Liu Ping smiled and said: "They blocked the entrance of our martial arts school and didn't even allow us to go out to pay homage to our deceased friends - and we clearly posted a notice from the martial arts alliance."

"...This is indeed a violation of the rules. This is the first time I've heard that some people don't even obey the orders of the Martial Alliance."

The old man said and glanced at the middle-aged martial artist.

The middle-aged martial artist's heart trembled, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

The master was furious and corpses littered the land.

His current behavior seems to have incurred the dissatisfaction of the Grandmaster.

——But this is obviously something that has the tacit approval of the Martial Alliance!

We spent money!

The middle-aged martial artist was unwilling to do anything wrong, but he really didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only clasp his fists and say: "Master Grandmaster, we will retreat now and never pester them again."

The old man was such a shrewd person. He could see the unwillingness in his heart at a glance, and said expressionlessly: "You go ahead."

"yes."

The middle-aged martial artist took the people and left quickly.

Only then did the old man look at Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang again, and pondered: "How did your friendship with Xiao Zuo come about?"

"I gave you gold bars four times," Liu Ping said.

Four times!

Even if it's one at a time, that's still four gold bars.

There are so many!

The old man's brows twitched and he scolded: "I'm talking about friendship! Not those stinky ones like you-"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Ping took out two gold bricks from his arms and offered them to him, saying respectfully:

"Thank you, Grandmaster, for speaking out for us. If it weren't for you, we would have been trapped here. This is a little thought, please accept it."

The old man looked at the gold brick.

The color is very positive, looks heavy, and is not small in size.

The old man coughed lightly and said: "My little friend, I do believe in Xiao Zuo's vision, especially after watching your battle——"

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and the two gold bricks disappeared.

"Thank you, sir, for upholding justice!" Liu Ping said, cupping his fists again.

The old man looked at him and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

A unique martial arts prodigy.

Although there are not many such people, one or two will appear every few years.

but--

How many people can find a world spirit that matches their nature?

In front of this young man, there is a natural chasm, which is to find the right spirit.

This matter can only depend on fate, and no one can do anything about it.

Despite this, this young man has a very high standard in dealing with people and observing their behavior. His words and deeds are all flawless. Even if he goes into business or politics in the future, he will have a bright future, not to mention that there is a dedicated martial artist behind him.

No wonder Xiao Zuo decided to do this on a whim.

but--

The old man's aura suddenly burst out like a gust of wind.

He opened his eyes with anger and asked with murderous intent: "What did Xiao Zuo tell you at that time? Tell the truth."

Liu Ping's expression remained unchanged.

A line of small burning words quietly appeared before his eyes:

"You're subject to a level of surveillance that can identify lies that people are telling."

"You have an extremely powerful and strange power: deception."

"This monitoring technique cannot identify the authenticity of your words."

Liu Ping glanced at it and said with a smile: "He said he would pretend to be me to attract those people's attention and let us go through the back door."

"Then what?" the old man asked.

"I asked him if there would be any danger. He said that once the other party wants to take action, he will take off his disguise and show his true identity as a Wu League official. There will be no danger. Let us leave quickly."

Liu Ping's expression remained unchanged and he continued: "Then we left."

The old man stared at him.

This young man's heartbeat, blood flow, nerves, meridians, skin and flesh were all normal under his own pressure.

There was nothing wrong with that mysterious feeling.

This guy is telling the truth.

The old man lost his momentum and sighed:

"That's all, you can go on your own. I think Xiao Zuo was too careless in this matter, and those killers were too stupid - they will pay the price."

After the old man finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

There was no one around.

The streets returned to their former quietness.

"Does this count as passing the test?" Chu Yunshang asked.

Liu Ping said: "It should be."

Chu Yunshang sneered: "The world has collapsed and money is needed everywhere. What do we warriors have left?"

"No," Liu Ping said with emotion, "The world has always been like this. It's just that you have just entered the world and don't understand the laws of the world very well."

"It's true that I only know how to practice martial arts and don't understand any worldly laws." Chu Yunshang sighed.

"As long as I'm here, you don't need to understand." Liu Ping said.

Chu Yunshang laughed, looked at him and said, "Little man, do you want to protect me?"

"I can't help it. Why are you so stupid all the time?" Liu Ping said casually.

"Am I stupid?" Chu Yunshang said with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Ah, no, I said the wrong thing," Liu Ping immediately changed the subject and said, "It's getting dark. Let's eat first and then rest overnight. We'll set off early tomorrow morning to pay homage to your deceased friend."

"good."

…

Night falls.

Inside the martial arts gym.

Liu Ping and Chu Yunshang sat on the ground.

"A martial artist who truly possesses a spirit is powerful enough to destroy the world. Do you understand this?" Chu Yunshang said.

Liu Ping nodded.

"Our world is called the world of all realms, and it can withstand attack power far beyond all other worlds. Despite this, warriors do not dare to harm this world when fighting, because the world is the body of the spirit, and we cannot harm it. ." Chu Yunshang said.

"So, what will the warriors do once they fight?" Liu Ping asked.

"The spirit will support an independent fighting world to avoid harming the world of all realms." Chu Yunshang said.

"The realm of all realms..." Liu Ping chewed on the word.

"Yes, spirits from countless worlds will be attracted to our world and come to our world to find warriors who agree with them." Chu Yunshang said.

"If that's the case, why is it so hard to find spirits?" Liu Ping asked.

Chu Yunshang laughed and said: "There are people coming and going in the world, and all living beings are bustling, but it is still difficult for you to find a compatible partner, let alone the symbiosis between spirits and people."

"It makes sense." Liu Ping praised.

Chu Yunshang took out a booklet and placed it in front of Liu Ping.

I saw a line of small words written on the booklet:

"Introduction to Blood Heart Martial Arts."

Chu Yunshang continued: "Here are some basic martial arts introduced, which can be used to adjust the warrior's behavior and psychology, so that the warrior can fit in with the spirit and exert his and the spirit's strength in battle."

Liu Ping said happily: "This is exactly what I need urgently."

He took the pamphlet and just turned it over to read a page when he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the corridor outside.

“Is it a mouse or some bird—I’ll go check it out.”

Chu Yunshang got up and walked outside.

In a flash of lightning, the door of the martial arts hall opened, and several figures rushed in.

Chu Yunshang's expression changed and she shouted urgently: "Liu Ping, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, infinite blurry lights and shadows appeared, forming a world.

Chu Yunshang stood in that world, and his whole person suddenly disappeared from where he was.

The black shadows that rushed in also disappeared.

Only a black shadow was left, and the figure appeared, but it was a man with a fierce expression.

"You brat, I heard you were very arrogant today."

He said lazily.

Liu Ping sat still and said, "What did you do to Chu Yunshang?"

The man said: "She has other warriors to surround her and kill her, and you are going to die too."

Light and shadow flickered.

A world appeared and enveloped Liu Ping and the man.

Liu Ping looked around and saw that he was standing on a floating boat in the endless sea.

The man stood at the other end of the floating boat and said: "You boy who has no soul, tell me the way you want to die, and I will grant it to you immediately."

Liu Ping thought deeply: "A total of four people came in just now, and their power fluctuations were similar. Three of them went to surround Chu Yunshang, and you were left to kill me - so you are the weakest of the four. "

The man's face darkened, he clenched his fists and said, "Seeking death!"

Liu Ping stood up slowly and said, "I don't have time to play with you slowly. Tell me how to enter those people's world, or I will chop you alive with one knife."

The man was stunned and suddenly laughed wildly: "Just you? Hahahaha, I have never seen such an arrogant guy!"

Liu Ping said slowly: "You have experienced peace for too long. You don't even know the most basic fighting skills. You dare to come here to kill me. I am really disappointed."

The man suddenly felt a slight pain and couldn't help but look down.

I saw lines of blood coming out of his body.

"when will you……"

Liu Ping said: "The moment you came in, I took action. Unfortunately, I only killed one. They had already entered that world when I killed you, so I had to spare your life."

The man shook his head and said, "That's not right. You obviously have no spirit. Why can you hurt me?"

Liu Ping said: "What do you think?"

The man felt something and looked back.

Behind him, he saw a shadow slowly sheathing his sword.

The man could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and shouted:

"This is - the power of filth!"

"You are the ghost of nightmares!"