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Chapter 103 The stillborn road against the sky

Heaven will not give birth to me, Zhao Jiaze, and martial arts will be like the long night forever!

With the system in hand, he assisted the situation with golden fingers, and was not afraid of traveling anywhere. He really thought so from the bottom of his heart.

Moreover, the beginning of this time travel was much better than the first time. After several days of exploration, he roughly grasped some information about his place. This place seemed to be a city by the river, and its name was very simple and direct.

It is called Linjiang City.

The city is full of peace, with tall and strong walls, and the soldiers guarding the city seem to be soldiers of war and elite troops. This makes Zhao Jiaze feel a little confused while feeling a little bit of emotion.

He had only seen such soldiers in Xiangyang City before. Under the leadership of the hero Guo Jing and Huang Rong, he fought with Mongolia for many years and fought everything out of blood. None of them was a coward. It was impossible for a coward to join the army in Xiangyang and be active at the forefront of the war.

In addition, the soldiers in other places are just soldiers. They bully their own people, the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but they are nothing more than a group of robbers who are arrogant in their nests. Naturally, it is impossible to have bloody natures and other things from the outside.

After all, the Song Dynasty had been weak for a long time, and the royal family felt that they had gained the country in an unjust manner. They were afraid of the vassal states and seized power in mutinies. Naturally, they valued literature and suppressed martial arts. They would rather kill Yue Fei as the "child emperor" than maintain their dominance.

Therefore, Xiangyang is only a relatively extreme example, and is an irrepeatable miracle. It can still fight the Mongol Yuan for more than ten years and decades, and those soldiers who seem to be unknown are not dragon-like figures.

Of course, Zhao Jiaze didn't think too much, but was just a little confused. Could it be that this other world is also under the background of national disasters and family feuds? Otherwise, how can we explain that even the quality of the soldiers in Linjiang City is so high?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like a war front, there is no big war, right?

Or maybe the situation is actually so critical that it is such a level, with a full war, turmoil, and a war that lasts for three months?

But this is good. If it is a peaceful and prosperous era, how can you have the opportunity to come out of nowhere, write legends, and create myths? After all, when the world comes, the world works together, and heroes are not free. This is always the truth of the world.

Zhao Jiaze didn't think about it carefully. Although he knew that there must be reasons why he didn't know, he thought that's what happened.

And even if he knows it now, he does not have the ability to interfere or change for the time being. The most important thing now is to recuperate and then make up for the foundation as soon as possible so that he can re-enter the martial arts path.

If everything goes well, it may only take half a year to recover from his peak.

Soon? Actually, it’s not so fast, because he had already tried hard and verified his martial arts skills before. Now he has just changed his body and lost a huge internal force, but his former master-level experience is still there.

Various internal skills, external skills, experiences and experiences against the enemy... and so on, all lie in his mind.

Simply put, this time, Zhao Jiaze no longer needs to try his best to cover everything. He not only needs to practice internal skills, but also consider practicing moves, but also find ways to increase his experience, practical experience, and find opportunities for breakthroughs.

As long as he is focused on increasing his internal strength and improving the most fundamental level, all kinds of skills he has learned before will naturally appear one by one, and the skill level is also the level he has reached.

A specialization no longer requires dispersing time and energy, so it is naturally very fast to return to the top.

Besides, Zhao Jiaze also has a cheating system. If he specializes in the lottery in one of the magic pills, he will draw "Viridian Blood" and "Pusqu Snake Gallbladder" and other treasures that can increase internal strength are definitely not low.

It is no false to return to the peak in half a year!

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Time flies, and before I know it, another half month has passed.

During this period, Zhao Jiaze played the role of a rich young master suffering from absentia and successfully gained enough time and energy for himself.

He turned a blind eye to the things outside the window and only read the books of sages... He is probably in this state now, but he is not reading books of sages, but eating meat and practicing martial arts!

After all, the foundation of this body is really bad. He is the young master who is powerless. After half a month of lying in bed, his condition is getting worse and worse. Finally, he died and was occupied by the soul magpie who traveled from another world.

Therefore, the blood and energy in the body are really deficient. Even Zhao Jiaze couldn't help but wonder if this guy had really encountered some evil spirits and ghosts, so he was sucked away. Otherwise, how could he lose money at a young age and become like this ghost?

But it was just thinking about it. Although he was currently only focused on restoring his martial arts goal, he didn't care about external affairs at all. He let the outside world storm and let the outside world storm, and I was working on my own.

But I still know some basic things, and from the cheap mother's words and deeds, you can see what kind of person the original body is and what he has been spoiled and indulged.

Life is so wonderful, and every night of music is notorious, I am afraid that it is notorious in Linjiang City... At a young age, my body was completely hollowed out by alcohol, sex, money and energy. Is it surprising?

Not that I haven't seen it before.

However, understanding is all about understanding, but this has caused trouble for Zhao Jiaze. He has no way to start practicing various mysterious martial arts. He must first replenish his blood and energy and make up for the foundation.

It’s also a good family background, otherwise, the problem of being poor, rich and wealthy would be enough to give him a headache for a long time.

The four words "to work hard" are very exquisite, because the foundation of martial arts is actually "to work hard", and strength and kung fu are achieved through hard work. First, it is accumulated by time. The so-called boxing is always in hand. If time is used to move bricks, how can you practice martial arts well?

Second, it depends on nutrition. Practicing martial arts is physical work. Without sufficient nutrition as a backing, people cannot hold on and even meat cannot supply them. What strength can they have to practice martial arts?

This made Zhao Jiaze very hard to solve this problem. Thanks to someone like him, otherwise, how could ordinary people replenish their blood and energy in half a month? After all, there is a limit to absorption. No matter how much you eat, you cannot become a fat man in one bite. It is possible that you can kill yourself.

He has been eating and drinking all over the place during this period, but Mr. Zhao and his wife have no objection. They wished that their son could eat more and rest at home.

In the dark, countless dense ghost shadows seemed to flash in the black air, as if they were burned by yin fire, crying and wailing, and their voices were so shrill that it was breathtaking!

This, what is this?!

Zhao Jiaze's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a needle tip, and he felt an indescribable fear rising from the depths of his heart.

The next second, it seemed like a thunder thunder on the ground. In the boundless strange darkness, the evil aura that was about to cover the entire city was torn apart. A slightly illusory figure jumped into the sky and raised its sword.

But it was vaguely visible that it was a swordsman with white clothes and fluttering clothes. He was shining with golden light, and a mysterious mysterious force waving, running wildly in the sky, and suddenly slashed the magic weapon in his hand.

I saw a ray of lightning rolling among the dark clouds above the sky, tearing everything apart and falling down, shining brightly in the world, and shockingly.

The white-clothed swordsman was bathed in thunder in an instant. The sizzling lightning was wandering around him, but he could not break through the golden light and hurt him. Instead, he used the infinite power of the rolling thunder to activate the power of the sword to the extreme!

The sword force turned into lightning and slashed out, which was incredible, almost covering the sky and the sun. The sword light seemed to be several miles away, and the layers of Yin Fire ghost energy were lined up, as if it had even slashed someone in the distance.

"No!!" The screams were instantly drowned.

A huge shock and light burst out from the sky far away, as if something had exploded. The black fire stretched for thousands of meters, and the screams of the evil ghost made the face pale.

"Hahahahaha, Tianyin Old Demon, I didn't expect that I would be waiting for you to fall into the Internet here? If you want to sacrifice blood to the 100,000 people in Linjiang City, you are not afraid of slapping yourself to death!"

The white-clothed swordsman roared to the sky, as if extremely happy. His voice came from afar, echoing and spreading in the sky.

"This is not the time when the Immortal Buddha was hard to come out a hundred years ago. I really think no one in this world can stop you? Take your life—!"

After saying that, his body suddenly became more blurred and illusory, as if his soul had emerged and flew away with the power of the divine weapon. He was probably chasing the old demon. In an instant, it was like thunder and lightning, disappearing.

The yin fire ghost energy in the sky was completely gone, and it was restored to bright light, as if everything just now was an illusion. The sunlight at dusk shone again, but it was a little more western than before.

"That's great, so good... It turns out that there is a protection from the Immortal Master. No wonder the magistrate refused to say anything, but he just made us feel scared for no reason..."

The old housekeeper breathed a long sigh of relief and sweated heavily, as if he felt a life after the disaster. He was both happy and couldn't help but complain about the government.

However, Zhao Jiaze felt cold all over and weak limbs. He kept looking up at the sky in a daze, feeling very scared.

What the hell was that just now?
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