Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

   Chapter 123 Uncle Shi

   Slightly turned his head to look at the teenage girl in the flower season, Zhao Yinshun sighed secretly, and a touch of pity welled up in his heart.

Was    killed in that catastrophe?

   Too many people died at that time, almost the whole city Sugu, even I didn't notice that Jiang He's family had an accident!

   The whole family died overnight!

   Not to mention such a small child, even if an adult is suddenly hit by this kind of blow, I am afraid they can't stand it...

   Gently stroked Jiang He's vest, Zhao Yinshun lowered his voice and used the supernatural level of [Charm] for the first time, and his voice became as gentle as water.

   "Cry, cry, don't hold it in your heart, you'll feel better when you cry out..."

  “Wow~”

   Touched by supernatural power, Jiang He's negative emotions that had been suppressed for many days were finally released, which turned into tears and poured out of his brain.

   At this moment, a tall and slender figure pierced through the spiritual fog, and the faces of the two hugging each other were stunned.

   Seeing this strange girl, Zhao Yinshun pointed to Jiang He who was crying in his arms, and put his index finger on his lips lightly.

   The surprised emotion disappeared in a flash, and the girl nodded slightly coldly and stood silently on the side.

   She knew that Junior Sister Jiang's family had undergone great changes, but suffering from a cold nature, she couldn't comfort others, so she could only watch her suppress her negative emotions in her heart and practice madly in a self-abuse style.

   Now it's a good thing that someone can untie her knot and let her vent.

   I just don’t know what is the relationship between this boy and Junior Sister Jiang?

  Lovers?

   is not very similar, the age gap is too big, he is still a child...

   Wait... Could it be that Junior Sister Jiang likes this kind of child?

   hiss~

   This is not good...

   Observing the two of them calmly, Zhu Muqiu frowned slowly, hesitating whether to separate the two.

   At this moment, the younger brothers and sisters who heard the movement rushed over, and the young man in Chinese clothes, who was in charge, saw Jiang He snuggled in the arms of another boy and sobbed, and his heart suddenly tightened.

   "Who are you? Let go of Junior Sister Jiang!"

  锵~

  The long sword was unsheathed, and the young man in Chinese clothes pointed at Zhao Yinshun, his face was full of undisguised hostility.

   Looking at the visible possessiveness of the adolescent boy, Zhao Yinshun sighed wearily.

   Isn't it? again?

   Your surname is Jiang too?

   Do you know how miserable the last one was?

   Fortunately, when Jiang He heard the movement behind him, he instantly woke up from his sadness, let go of Zhao Yinshun's arms, and wiped the tears on his face indiscriminately.

   The pain and sadness accumulated between the brows disappeared with a loud cry. Zhao Yinshun looked at her flushed face with pear blossoms and rain, smiled and reached out to help her wipe away her tears.

"feel better now?"

   "Well, much better, thank you Junior Brother Zhao."

   "You're welcome, it should be."

   Jiang He was confused by the gentleness he had never had before, and bowed his head shyly.

   On the other side, seeing the two ignoring their "open flirting", the young man in Chinese clothing was so angry that he raised his sword and took a step.

   "Guo Yue, don't be rude."

  Zhu Muqiu's flat whisper was like frost freezing the movements of the young man in Chinese clothing, so angry that he was stuck in his chest, unable to go up and down.

   Not far away, Jiang He, who had his back to the crowd, sniffed, restraining the fragility and helplessness on his face, and his eyes suddenly became strong and heroic.

   Zhao Yinshun was both amazed and regretful looking at her mental state that was completely different from her impression.

   Strong inside, right?

  The whole family died in exchange for…

   Indistinctly, Zhao Yinshun seemed to understand that Jiang He, who had undergone the great change, and the previous carefree perverted senior sister were already two.

   At the same time, I also understood why she suddenly broke down after seeing herself...

  Because...she saw her past self and recalled the softest and happiest memory in her heart...

   Soon, Jiang He, who had packed up his emotions, could no longer find a trace of weakness on his face, and turned to face a group of brothers and sisters with a blank expression.

   "Junior Sister Jiang! Who is he? Why do you..."

   Guo Yue is like a husband who sees his wife cheating, anxious to hear a reasonable explanation from her.

   However, Jiang He just glanced at him indifferently, and moved his eyes to Zhu Muqiu, who was as cold as frost.

   "This is my former martial arts fellow disciple, Zhao Yinshun."

   "Xiao Shun, this is Zhu Muqiu, Senior Sister Zhu."

In Jiang He's introduction, the two sides clasped their fists in a flat salute, one was cold and the other had a smile on his lips, but his eyes didn't seem to stay on the crowd at all, but passed them and threw them into the void, as if they were not worth letting go at all. in the eyes.

   keenly aware of Zhao Yinshun's aloof gaze, and the arrogant boys and girls suddenly burst into anger in their chests.

   Does it look amazing?

   The arrogant little brat!

   However, they did not know that Zhao Yinshun did not deliberately despise them, but because of insufficient "CPU" resources in his brain, it was difficult to make a delicate response to the outside world in a timely manner, and he was in a state of absent-mindedness every day, so he was "arrogant".

   However, even if he knew the anger in their hearts, Zhao Yinshun would not take it to heart.

   Compared to the growth attributed to Weili, this side effect is almost negligible.

   "Come on, what's the matter?"

   suppressed a trace of unhappiness in his heart, Zhu Muqiu looked at the boy and asked quietly.

   Hearing the cold voice like ten thousand years of mysterious ice, Zhao Yinshun blinked and suddenly reacted.

   "I have something to do with Senior Brother Jiang Sheng, please let me know."

   Uncle Jiang Sheng?

   Everyone present raised their brows and stared at the young man in disbelief, with unpredictable expressions.

   "Do you have anything to do with Jiang Sheng?"

   At this moment, a soft voice came from not far away, and a plump figure broke through the spiritual mist and walked in front of everyone.

   "Jiang Shibo."

   "I have seen Jiang Shibo."

"aunt."

  …

   Looking at this young woman whose eyebrows are 70% similar to Jiang He, Zhao Yinshun smiled and nodded to her.

   "I have some doubts about swordsmanship. I would like to ask Senior Brother Jiang Sheng for some guidance."

   "Oh? It's really unfortunate that you came here. Jiang Sheng went out today, and I don't know when he will be back."

   Hearing this, Zhao Yinshun frowned and sighed helplessly.

   "Then I'll visit again another day."

   The young man turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the young woman.

   "Wait, although Jiang Sheng is not here, there are other brothers in the camp who are proficient in kendo. Why don't you come in and talk about it?"

   Hearing Jiang Haiyan's title to Zhao Yinshun, everyone present looked at each other in dismay, and they all saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

  It's over...one more cheap uncle...

   On the other side, Zhao Yinshun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly: "That's the trouble."

   "Haha, Junior Brother Zhao is being polite, please come with me."

  Jiang Haiyan let out a coquettish smile and waved it backwards, the huge defensive formation quietly opened the entrance and exit.

   took Zhao Yinshun into the camp, and a group of "juniors" followed the two subconsciously, surrounded Jiang He with curiosity and distress.

   "Junior Sister Jiang, what is the origin of that guy?"

   "Yeah, why is he so senior?"

   "He looks younger than me, but I don't want to call him Shishu!"

  …

   Hearing the noise in his ears, Jiang He's eyes were full of confusion.

   She doesn't know why Zhao Yinshun has changed his body and became involved with Uncle Jiang Sheng, and he is even more worthy of his aunt's peers!

   Doesn't he have to call him Shishu?

   From junior brother to uncle, eh? It's a little exciting to think about it!

   The cherished thoughts in his heart disappeared in a flash, and Jiang He's cheeks had a faint blush, which was quickly suppressed, and became deep and steady again.

   But deep down, Jiang He vaguely sensed her own change, and she seemed to have come out of the cage of hatred and pain.

   The heart is no longer gnawed by poisonous snakes all the time, and some indescribable thoughts will arise.

   She has never felt so relaxed since knowing what happened to her family.

  Although his obsession with revenge has not changed, he is no longer as bitter as he used to be...

   Looking up at the elegant back of the young man in white clothes fluttering, a hint of warmth appeared in Jiang He's eyes.

   "I didn't expect Junior Brother Zhao to have such a profound knowledge of [Liufeng Sword] at such a young age. He really is a hero from a young man!"

   After chatting a few words along the way, Jiang Haiyan quickly found out Zhao Yinshun's swordsmanship realm, and he couldn't help but wonder.

  In Shushan, people known as kendo geniuses are like crucian carp crossing the river, but no one has cultivated [Liufeng Sword] to such a level at the age of Zhao Yinshun, and he is only one step away from being called a [Master]!

   Originally disapproved of this first-order junior, but at this moment, Jiang Haiyan restrained all contempt in his heart, and officially regarded him as a person of the same class as himself, and treated him as an equal.

   "Speaking of which, you and Mu Qiu are really alike. You actually work hard to polish the basic swordsmanship of [Flowing Wind Sword]. There are few young people who can endure like you."

   Jiang Haiyan's eyes wandered over the two of them, and the corners of his mouth raised with a smile that was not a smile.

   "How about you young people learn from each other? Maybe there will be surprises?"

   Hearing this, before Zhao Yinshun could speak, Zhumu Qiu Liu's eyebrows frowned.

   "Master, the disciple has already reached the third rank."

   There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his indifferent words. Although the boy was of a high rank, deep down in his heart, Zhu Muqiu didn't put him on the same level as himself.

   From the chat between the two just now, she knew that the young man was not even 14 years old, and she was nearly ten years older than him, two steps higher, and the two sides could almost be regarded as two generations!

   The dignity of a warrior does not allow her to take action against her nephews!

   "It's just for sparring, it's not an actual battle in the arena, don't you usually spar with your younger brothers and sisters?"

   Jiang Haiyan looked at this cold junior and shook his head helplessly.

  Give you a chance, you are useless...

   Can it be the same as feeding tricks from the same door and learning from outsiders? What's more, he has a senior uncle!

   Zhu Muqiu looked at Jiang Haiyan expressionlessly, with stubborn eyes.

   "Master, I can give some pointers to Zhao...he."

   Guo Yue saw the opportunity to stand up, stuck for a while, but still couldn't say the word Shishu.

"you?"

   Looking at the ignorant young man, Jiang Haiyan sighed in pain.

   "Alas... do you know who is standing in front of you?"

   During the murmur, Jiang Haiyan's expression gradually became solemn, and his voice became low.

   "[Demon Master] The direct disciple, the strongest martial arts awakener in history who has never been before or since, and the peerless genius who may open up the holy position of martial arts in the future..."

   "Just over a month ago, he slaughtered nearly a hundred [Assassins] with one sword and one person, including two in the third-rank and more than ten in the second-rank, and he was unharmed..."

   Looking around at the dull-eyed juniors, Jiang Haiyan shook his head and sighed.

   "It's not my uncle, I'm attacking you. In the entire young generation of Shushan, very few are qualified to be his opponents, and none of your senior sisters may be able to beat him."

   Hearing Jiang Haiyan's praise, Zhao Yinshun smiled shyly and asked curiously in a low voice.

   "How did you know about that battle? I shouldn't have told anyone?"

   Hearing this, Jiang Haiyan turned around in surprise and laughed out loud.

   "[Chengying Studio] is promoting this as a joke, and now the whole Damin knows that [Assassin] is so unbearable that he was slaughtered by a first-order warrior of nearly 100 people!"

   nodded suddenly, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help sighing in his heart.

   "Likes" from friends and businessmen are the most deadly!

   However, upon hearing his terrifying record, the eyes of a dozen boys and girls who were present at him gradually changed.

   Unbelief, Shock, Suspicion, Worship…

   Various complex emotions flickered in their hearts, and even Zhu Muqiu's breathing became rapid.

   "Your senior sister may not be able to beat him..."

   Jiang Haiyan's words reverberated in her mind, Zhu Muqiu didn't know if there was an agitator in it, but she couldn't accept that she was inferior to a child!

   "Zhao... Shishu, can you give me some advice?"

   It took a lot of effort to say the word Shishu, and Zhu Muqiu felt a hint of shame, staring at Zhao Yinshun full of fighting intent.

"Can."

   The boy shrugged indifferently. He was originally here to find a breakthrough opportunity, and to play with the masters of the younger generation in Shushan might be more suitable than the older generation.

   Seeing his inattentive appearance, Zhu Muqiu Gujing Wubo couldn't help but feel a little bit of anger, feeling that he didn't take himself to heart at all!

   Soon, under the leadership of Jiang Haiyan, a group of people came to the open space and tacitly reserved a place for the two of them.

   put on the prepared training sword, a man and a woman stood facing each other with a distance of more than ten meters.

   "Auntie, Xiao Shun... is he really so powerful?"

  Besides the arena, Jiang He leaned over to Jiang Haiyan and asked in a low voice.

   "I didn't expect you to go out with his teacher, otherwise I would have told you these things."

   Jiang Haiyan stared at the two people in the arena for a moment, and said in a low voice without looking back.

   "As for his level, you can see it right away..."

   As soon as the voice fell, two figures not far away disappeared at the same place, and a dazzling spark suddenly exploded in the center.

  When~

  The sound of metal clashing cracked rocks and pierced clouds, and the shrill humming oscillated back and forth in the ear canal.

   The tentative strike was evenly divided, and the two took three steps back at the same time, looking at each other with a hint of surprise in their eyes.

   worthy of being the arrogance of the Shushan faction, the six-dimensional spirituality is probably stronger than that of the new legend, if it weren't for the [Innate Divine Body] plus 20% of the full attribute efficacy, and the blessings of these powerful characteristics of [Extraordinary Strength], I should not be able to compete with her!

   A flash of enlightenment flashed in his heart, and Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but look at his attribute panel.

  【Zhao Yinshun】

  Sequence LV.1—[Wu apprentice]

   Energy Level: [SS-]

  【God】: 102→110 (Super Personality)

  【Min】: 110→121 (Super Personality)

  【Force】: 97→102 (Super Personality)

  【Fine】: 49→56 (perfect)

  【Qi】: 49→58 (perfect)

  【body】: 122→131 (miracle of glory)

   In more than ten days, his six-dimensional attributes have improved a lot, and his energy level evaluation has also evolved from [S+] to [SS-].

   But against an opponent two ranks higher than himself, the suppression of personality still made him very uncomfortable.

   However, Zhao Yinshun did not know that Zhu Muqiu, who was opposite him, had begun to doubt life.

  From childhood to adulthood, she was a child of someone else's family. No matter what she did, she was always the first among her peers.

   As she grew older, she had already turned her attention to those "seniors", and occasionally looked at her peers around her with kindness in her eyes.

   Until this moment, she finally realized what it means to be someone outside a person, and there is a day outside the sky...

  Shushan Tianjiao, who was one step away from the legend, was actually knocked back three steps by a child ten years younger!

   An unprecedented sense of shame spread in the bottom of Zhu Muqiu's heart, and there was a trace of undetectable red in his eyes.

   Since she can remember, she has tasted humiliation for the first time, and it is also the first time she has the urge to cry.

   But in the next second, these negative emotions were transformed by Zhu Muqiu into a mouthful of anger and contained in his chest, surging with power all over his body.

  唰~

  The cold figure turned into a streamer flashing light, and the elegant sword shadow moved with the wind, turning into an afterimage that filled the sky, like an impenetrable ocean wave rushing towards Zhao Yinshun.

   "Cang Yujian, your senior sister is serious."

  Besides the arena, Jiang Haiyan looked at Muqiu who was ruthless, and the corners of his mouth evoked a playful smile.

   But the next second, her smile froze on her face.

  The needle pointed at Maimang, and Zhao Yinshun's hand exploded with infinite sword light at the same time, accurately puncturing every afterimage, like a steel city wall, blocking the rushing waves.

   "[Flowing Wind Sword]? No! It's not swordsmanship! He just uses speed to break tricks!"

   Seeing Zhao Yinshun's actions, Jiang Haiyan's plump lips grew involuntarily, and his eyes fell into dullness.

   What kind of monster is this?

   Subconsciously thinking about it in her heart, she was horrified to find that if she was in Zhao Yinshun's position, she would not be able to do the same thing!

   It is easy to use swordsmanship to counteract Zhu Muqiu's [Blue Feather Sword], but point-to-point precise piercing of every shadow of her sword, she can't even think of such a crazy behavior!

   This has gone beyond the category of ability, but a realm, a realm of "no tricks to win"!

   Looking at the young man's almost dazzling behavior, Jiang Haiyan shifted his gaze to Zhu Muqiu, with a trace of pity and regret in his eyes.

   With the arrogance and arrogance of this little girl, I am afraid it is difficult to accept such "humiliation".

   I hope this battle will not damage her Taoism!

   Sure enough, realizing that Zhao Yinshun was "playing" himself between his palms, Zhu Muqiu's eyes widened, and the anger in his chest exploded.

   "Purple Frost Sword·Yuehua!"

   The cold and water ripples swept across everything in an instant. Watching the flashing sword light of purple lightning strike "slowly", Zhao Yinshun's dark eyes were neither sad nor happy, his vision penetrated the appearance, and insight into the weakest link of the sword.

   I came back late from overtime today, only 5000 words.

   (end of this chapter)