The Road to Slaying God

There is nothing Zhang Yang can do about this kind of caution. These are extraordinary times and we have to be on guard!

"Zhang Yang, why didn't you kill Brother Dao?" Liu Biao asked as soon as the three of them returned home and sat down.

"Idiot!" Before Zhang Yang could speak, Aze suddenly said two more words.

"Ah...Aze, if you don't tell me clearly today, I want you to look good, why do you always scold me?!" Liu Biao choked on the word "Aze" and wanted to go crazy. He stood up with an angry look and pointed Aze said angrily.

"What do you want?" Aze didn't even raise his head.

"I……"

Liu Biao was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Looking at the sharp waist knife that Aze was playing with, he suddenly sat down and became discouraged...

Facing Aze's waist knife, Liu Biao was still unable to muster the courage to fight. Liu Biao naturally knew that Aze was targeting him because he had a grudge against him for kicking Aze in the head when he was in the small hotel.

What depresses Liu Biao the most is that Aze never expresses his dissatisfaction, but only occasionally provokes him. The more this happens, the more angry Liu Biao becomes and vomits blood.

"Stop arguing, we still have things to do in the evening. Now, we only have four hours of rest time. Let's recuperate first. Tonight may be the time when the entire zh city is reshuffled." Sitting on the sofa, he closed his eyes and rested. Zhang Yang opened his eyes and said calmly, then closed his eyes again.

"oh……"

A Ze and Liu Biao looked at each other with shock on their faces. Just when Zhang Yang opened his eyes just now, the pupils seemed to glow, giving people a thrilling feeling.

Looking at Zhang Yang who was in trance, Liu Biao, who finally suppressed his violent beating, gave A Ze a thumbs up and ran to the balcony to toss his dumbbells.

Aze, on the other hand, stood in the living room and began to ponder the routine that the general told him. Aze found that these simple movements became more and more profound and complex as he practiced. This is It's an indescribable feeling, that there are some changes in details in every movement.

It seems that this set of actions cannot be fully understood in a short time.

Aze glanced at Zhang Yang who was in meditation. He had never been able to understand what Zhang Yang relied on to cultivate his body, because Zhang Yang rarely moved. In the past, he had seen Zhang Yang occasionally doing some weird movements to exercise. Now, Zhang Yang almost never exercises, and Zhang Yang's ability is just the opposite. The moment Zhang Yang started to strike at Brother Dao, even A Ze felt amazed.

Zhang Yang's knife seems to be faster!

I remember that when we first met, Zhang Yang was not as fast as him, but now, Aze was not sure at all.

How fast is Zhang Yang's knife?

Of course, what surprised Aze was not Zhang Yang's speed, but Zhang Yang's ease of retracting and releasing. At that time, Aze couldn't do the knife that hit Brother Dao on the forehead. He could reach that speed, but he couldn't do it at that speed. It suddenly stopped at that speed.

Whether it is an animal or a machine, if it wants to stop in a rapid situation, there will be a buffer time. It is impossible to take off suddenly, let alone stop suddenly. If these two natural laws are broken, it is easy to cause backlash...

At this time, Zhang Yang had already entered a meditative state. Naturally, he didn't expect that Aze would have so many thoughts.

Today's battle with Brother Dao can be said to be a baptism for Zhang Yang.

When Brother Dao was swinging the knife crazily, Zhang Yang almost suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and concentrated, for fear of missing any details. Zhang Yang's fighting skills are still at a very rough level. He mainly relies on his calculation ability that is far beyond ordinary people to win. If he encounters a fighting master, he will become handcuffed and controlled by others.

Brother Dao's fighting skills are not actually skills, but they are very lethal, because these are the experiences gained by Brother Dao in actual combat.

Brother Dao's sword techniques are not taught personally by anyone, so it is impossible to have a routine. The sword techniques he possesses are simple, bright, and direct. However, it is these sword techniques without tricks that can train Zhang Yang's reactions. Because Zhang Yang's computing power is enough to cope with Brother Dao's storm-like speed.

It was precisely the speed of the violent storm that Zhang Yang had to do his best to calculate and control every movement and detail of Brother Dao through meditation. This greatly inspired the fighting skills in Zhang Yang's memory.

Zhang Yang's last stunning blow came from the fighting skills in his memory.

Now, Zhang Yang found that many of his abilities were slowly deteriorating, but his martial arts was getting exponentially stronger. His meditation seemed to make his body more condensed and his muscles more flexible.

Every battle Zhang Yang has had, including the last sparring session with Aze, has benefited him a lot. When he faced pressure, the dusty memories in his head seemed to slowly open the door...

To sum it up in Zhang Yang’s words: Be powerful in battle!

Meditation once again stimulated the vortex in the body, and the vortex slowly occupied every inch of space in the room. Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he actually felt that there seemed to be a white airflow in Liu Biao's body following the movement of his muscles. Twisting movement.

Yes, it was indeed a very small airflow. Zhang Yang could clearly feel that every time Liu Biao made those movements and matched his breathing, the airflow accelerated and seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. As the air flow grew stronger, Liu Biao's muscles, which seemed to be about to explode, became even more powerful. This made Zhang Yang very worried whether Liu Biao would explode and die if this situation continued.

It seems that Liu Biao got some benefits from the little monk.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but be full of curiosity about the little monk. That little monk didn't know how many treasures he had!

Zhang Yang even regretted a little, why didn't he play backgammon with the young monk at that time?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile slightly. Liu Biao had Liu Biao's blessing. Just like him, he inherited the ideas of countless elites after encountering a big explosion. This is even more incredible than Liu Biao.

Time passes slowly.

Zhang Yang's attention turned to Aze, who was still practicing the routine taught by the general. Zhang Yang had imitated this routine before, but he didn't feel anything. It seemed that this training method was the general's measure for Aze. Generally custom-made.

Obviously, Aze has fallen into a bottleneck. In the past, when Aze was practicing, Zhang Yang could still feel the overflowing murderous aura. Now, the feeling is obviously not that strong. Moreover, Zhang Yang can feel a trace of anxiety in Aze's heart...

Aze is interested?

This was Zhang Yang's first thought.

Aze's heart is as strong as iron, and he rarely gets upset like this when he is practicing, which shows that he has very serious thoughts.

Time passed slowly, very slowly, and seemed to be very fast.

"Okay, time's up, let's take action!"

Zhang Yang suddenly opened his electric eyes, and Liu Biao and Aze, who were intoxicated, suddenly woke up. They had spent a full four hours practicing just now, but it seemed like only a moment passed.

"Liu Biao, good job, work hard!" Zhang Yang gave Liu Biao a thumbs up.

"Ah...hehe..." Liu Biao was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what Zhang Yang meant. In fact, Liu Biao and Zhang Yang had known each other for so long, and they already had a tacit understanding.

"Aze, you have to work hard. What you need to practice martial arts is meditation. If you can't do this, you won't be able to achieve much. Although we haven't really entered that magical door, we also heard, I have also seen that martial arts is nothing more than cultivating one's body and cultivating one's surname, as well as the magic way in those martial arts novels. I think that the so-called magic way means that you can succeed without cultivating your own state of mind. It is easy to become a body puppet controlled by martial arts. We Now we have to use our own body to control martial arts, so meditation is a must. We can make progress in the battle. We must not let the murderous intention affect our minds. When this matter is over, if you have anything unfinished How about we deal with your wish together?"

"Thank you!" Aze spat out two words after being silent for a while.

"Let's go, everyone has countless secrets, everyone has countless problems, just like every family has a scripture that is difficult to recite..."

Zhang Yang sighed, stuck the machete wrapped in newspaper into his belt from the coffee table, and walked out first.

As soon as the three of them went out, they noticed something was wrong. They walked less than 200 meters away when they encountered more than a hundred gangster-looking people. Looking around, it seemed that the entire streets of zh city were full of gangsters, and Some police cars kept shuttling through the streets, and some heavily armed patrol officers looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

what happened?

The three of them looked at each other, this is too exaggerated! When did zh city become occupied by gangsters?

Zhang Yang is already sure that these are indeed gangsters, because many of them have weapons hidden on their bodies. The most important thing is that gangsters have a different temperament compared to ordinary people, which is actually easy to identify.

(To be continued)