Chapter 368 Both Victory and Defeat, Life and Death

How many deadpools has this tantric sect created?

The more they watch the live broadcast, the more confused the hybrids become.

The camera switched back and forth, starting with a large number of Kyushu members parachuting. They broke into the Tantric palace complex from all directions. Once many people landed, they were immediately attacked by Deadpool.

This building, which looks majestic and majestic from the outside, is actually a devil's cave inside, and it is like a huge mouth of an abyss. Ugly monsters are crawling out from the deepest part of the abyss, and they want to tear apart everything as far as the eye can see. All living creatures are not for food, but for satisfaction. Only killing and blood can satisfy them.

Even though Iron Arhat is not an ordinary Deadpool, due to the effect of meditation, they have retained a little bit of human thinking and memory, but it is too small, and it only seems insignificant compared to Deadpool's majestic desire to kill like the night.

The camera switches back and forth inside the palace complex, showing deformed limbs, cold scales, loose monk robes, and cruel pupils.

"It looks like an ukiyo-e."

Yasha said.

"Ukiyo-e?"

The crow scratched his head blankly.

This is the office belonging to Minamoto Shisheng in Genji Heavy Industries. The young head of the Sheqi Eighth Family and his retainers have seen from the beginning of the live broadcast to now. The tantric dead servant has made several people awe-inspiring. It is not that they have never heard of this place in the past. The mixed-race organization on the roof of the world has an impression of mystery and a little religious solemnity. I never thought that under the cloak of religion, it would be so dirty and depraved.

When Tantric exposed the existence of Deadpool, Yuan Zhisheng's attitude was extremely clear. He firmly stood on the side of Kyushu. If possible, he would like to kill all the Deadpools in the world.

But a world where everyone reaches a unified opinion is just a novelist's opinion after all. Incomprehension between people is the norm, and lack of understanding will breed suspicion and contradiction.

The Hunter website is not a one-sided crusade against the Tantrics. Many people have come forward to speak for the Tantrics. They are puzzled and say that your reaction is too much. Which hybrid organization has not studied Deadpool and dangerous hybrids? This is nothing to make a fuss about. is good or not.

Having said that, so what if the Tantra is studying Deadpool? Just understand, these are monsters. Do you want to give monsters the same rights as humans and hybrids? Why!

It would be fine if they were studying dangerous hybrids, but as for Deadpool, who cares about the lives of cattle and sheep?

What's more, these are not ordinary cows and sheep. If one day, humans find that they can find a way to overcome cancer through the study of cows and sheep.

No, this metaphor is not appropriate enough.

It should be that humans can increase the upper limit of the life span of the human species through research on certain types of cattle and sheep.

Will anyone still feel sympathy for these cattle and sheep?

Definitely not.

Perhaps those who were initially opposed to the research would not hesitate to stand on the opposite side when they learned of the benefits that the research would generate. They might even accuse the researchers of being too conservative and should take more radical measures. After all, what does it matter if some cattle and sheep are sacrificed for the welfare of all mankind?

Deadpool is a cow and sheep, and research on them is likely to yield the secret recipe for hybrids to solve the hidden dangers of dragon blood. For hybrids, this temptation is too great.

The discussion forum on the Hunter website was divided into two distinct factions, one firmly opposed to Deadpool research, and the other supported it.

Yuan Zhisheng supports this.

He believes that there is no need to discuss this matter. The only destination for Deadpool is the grave. The act of studying it is a Pandora's box. Once opened, no one knows how many horrific disasters will be released.

To put it bluntly, research definitely requires materials, and the material here is naturally Deadpool. Even a layman knows that research is a process of frantically consuming materials. So what happens when Deadpool is used up? The first idea that pops into my mind is to capture it all over the world, but the cost is too high. So is there a more cost-effective solution?

some.

You see, Deadpool is so dangerous and hard to find, but aren’t hybrids everywhere?

As we all know, the corrupted hybrid is Deadpool, so as long as you control a certain number of hybrids, find ways to induce them to corrupt, and continuously research materials, isn't this what it's all about?

This is just an insignificant point in Deadpool research. In addition, there is the problem of research results. Research often goes in the opposite direction. For example, one wants to get life-saving medicine, but ends up getting poison. Similar examples abound, so use Pandora's box is a perfect way to describe Deadpool's research.

Moreover, Deadpool is not a cow or sheep at all. Before they fell, they were hybrids. They might even be your father, mother, lover, or...

Yuan Zhisheng thought.

younger brother.

On that day many years ago, in the hut next to the dry well, he had already made his decision.

The young head of the Eight Sheqi Clan has already embarked on a path of no return called ghost-slaying.

In other words, there is no way back.

"Assholes, these idiots!"

"It's so infuriating!"

"How dare you say such a thing!"

"Don't let me touch you!"

Crow cursed and closed the discussion forum.

Yasha nudged him with his elbow, and looked at Yuan Zhisheng, which meant to tell Crow to pay attention. He is not Yakuza now, but a retainer of the eighth young master of the Sheqi family. What's more, this is not an arcade. The young master is still here.

Crow is a rough person. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't care no matter how much Yasha reminds him. He can just do whatever makes him happy, no matter what you think.

But it's a different matter for Yuan Zhisheng. Although they seem to be from two different worlds, Crow is the kind of high school boy who shaves his head and smokes cigarette butts at a young age, while Yuan Zhisheng is the kind who will go to school during the holidays. The good boy who came on stage to speak as a student representative. Originally, this kind of good boy was the guy that Crow couldn't stand the most, but Yuan Zhisheng was different. The young master not only had a good mind, he was also super good at fighting. Crow thought that he would get one for every ten of them. He is no match for the young master either.

For someone like Crow, you have to completely defeat him in the areas he is proud of. From then on, he will obey you and be convinced by you.

This is exactly his attitude towards Yuan Zhisheng.

"I am so sorry!"

The crow bowed deeply, his movements clean and neat.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

"It doesn't matter, those people did go too far."

Hearing this, the crow laughed and nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, yeah, you said that all the hybrid organizations are studying Deadpool, fart, we don't have it!"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned slightly. He automatically ignored the crow's curse words and just followed his intention.

Are all the hybrid organizations studying Deadpool...?

He naturally thought of the Eight Sheqi Family. With Yuan Zhisheng's status, he could naturally vaguely detect something fishy from some places. This was not the strangeness suggested by some clues, but Yuan Zhisheng's intuition that there was imperial blood flowing in his body.

This intuition has existed since a long time ago, just like the Sheqi Eight Family, no, there are some secrets in Genji Heavy Industries that he doesn't know about.

As a person who has been on the front line all year round, Genji has super strong mobility. When he realized that something was wrong, he quickly took action. Considering that it was an internal problem within Genji Heavy Industries, there must be an insider. To avoid alerting others, Yuan Zhisheng's investigation was very covert.

But there were no problems with funds or personnel, and several investigations by Yuan Zhisheng ended in vain.

The more times he did it, the more he would just think of it as overthinking.

But judging from the current situation, since there are so many hybrids who have categorically said that all hybrid organizations are studying Deadpool, what about the eight Sheqi families?

Thinking of this, his father's kind face suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

That was the last investigation that yielded nothing.

Dad found him.

"Still can't find it? Childish."

Dad asked him with concern.

He is the only one who knows that Yuan Zhisheng is secretly investigating. After all, he is his father. Yuan Zhisheng has never thought of deceiving this old man. In the end, even if everyone in the world betrays him, the one who is still willing to stand in the end The only one on my side is probably my father.

Yuan Zhisheng firmly believed this.

Moreover, Yuan Zhisheng also knew very well that his father never cared about the results of his investigation. The reason why he asked was because the old man was concerned about his adopted son's health.

This is his father. He never cares about what achievements Yuan Zhisheng can achieve in the future. He only cares that Yuan Zhisheng doesn't get too tired or hard.

"Well, Dad, it's still the same."

Yuan Zhisheng said.

"The bug hid so deep it left no clues."

Yuan Zhisheng frowned as he spoke.

"Strange, who is he and how did he do it?"

Dad's expression is very serious. He always looks like this. When listening to Yuan Zhisheng's words, he never loses focus. He is a rare old man who does not put on the airs of his elders and is quite kind.

Seeing Minamoto's troubled frown, Masamune Tachibana smiled kindly, and the wrinkles on his face opened.

"Young boy, tell me, are you overthinking it?"

"This is Genji Heavy Industries."

"It is the palace in the shadow of this country."

"How could someone do anything here?"

Suddenly, Tachibana Masamune teased him.

"Could it be that, Zhisheng, you are doubting me?"

These words shocked Yuan Zhisheng.

Tachibana Masamune's meaning to him is too special. To put it bluntly, without this old man, there would be no today's young master of the eight Sheqi families, Gen Zhisheng. Maybe he would have died in a street fight many years ago. Not necessarily, as the identity of the miserable Yakuza.

Therefore, Minamoto can doubt anyone, even Sakura, but he will never doubt his father, Masamune Tachibana.

So naturally, after listening to Tachibana Masamune's words, Minamoto Zhisheng immediately stood up, preparing to bow deeply to his father, and even wanted to cut off his fingers to apologize.

"Childish! Childish!"

Dad grabbed him angrily.

"What are you doing!"

Finally, he used a scolding tone.

Then his voice softened.

"Childish, the waiter's."

"Dad is kidding you."

Tachibana Masamune gently patted the back of Yuan Zhisheng's hand.

There was something mechanical and fascinating about the sound.

The high-rise glass of Genji Heavy Industries reflects Tachibana Masamune's stooped figure and his wrinkled face.

The old man smiled kindly.

"How could I attack the Sheqi family?"

"Childish."

"There are also eight Sheqi families in this building."

"One day, I will put them in your hands."

Minamoto seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Tachibana Masamune.

The old man's vicissitudes of voice is like a witch song from ancient times, echoing faintly here.

"Don't let me down."

He said.

"Childish."

It was after this conversation with his father that Yuan Zhisheng completely gave up the investigation.

That's right. I checked it so many times and found nothing. So it seems that I am probably overthinking it.

Is it really like what dad said, that he is targeting Genji Heavy Industries and the Sheqi Eight Families?

What a joke.

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

Sure enough, the people on the hunter website were making excuses, saying that all hybrid organizations were studying Deadpool. At least, he could guarantee that the Eight Sheqi Family would never do anything like this.

Yuan Zhisheng turned his attention to the big screen again.

The discussion on the hunter website cannot affect the battle in the tantric palace complex at this moment.

The Iron Arhats, like evil spirits emerging from their cages, were scattered in every corner of the palace complex.

They fought with warriors from Kyushu.

The half-breeds on the hunter website were just looking at it as a curiosity, mainly the half-breed warriors from Kassel. They knew very well that the people in this live broadcast would be their strong opponents in the competition in the near future. Under the witness of Lu Mingfei, they got stuck. Serge and the Children's Palace start a fight. The more you know about your opponent, the higher your chance of winning.

The News Department was very busy. Under the leadership of Fingel, the paparazzi broke out with qualities comparable to those of elites. Some led the topics of the Night Watch Forum, and some instigated the emotions of Cassel students towards Kyushu warriors, such as "I bet Excellent articles such as "The Five Cent Children's Palace killed Kassel, if you don't agree, come and argue" and "Why Kassel is not the opponent of the Children's Palace, the editor will give you an in-depth analysis" can be seen everywhere.

Fingel crossed his legs and browsed the Night Watch forum with his laptop in hand. For today's competition, he specially asked the equipment department to customize exclusive equipment.

Deluxe version of customized ultra-long-distance coke machine.

The name sounds awesome, but the actual thing is indeed awesome.

To describe it as chicken legs...

A 20L wooden barrel is filled with cola, and a 5m straw is placed in front of it.

Done.

Considering Fingal's identity, the barrels are made of aged peach wood, which can blend the aroma of the wood itself with the cola. In short, how French wineries prepare red wine, they also prepare cola.

It's authentic.

If it weren't for Fingel's status as Ming's roommate, the equipment department wouldn't have given it to him. For those crazy people who put glass covers on their heads, no, geniuses, this device is simply an artifact. It's in the game. The kind of prefix that can fill up the screen.

At this moment, Fingel was biting the straw comfortably, browsing the forum, and occasionally giving some instructions to his subordinates. For example, the little girl from Kyushu has good swordsmanship. Let’s say she is the second best in Yuanyuan. Instigation Let's take a look at the conflict between him, Su Qian and Liang Qiqing. They are all girls, and they all use swords. It is normal for them to be divided into life and death.

At the same time, he would also choose the right time to throw out some information about Kyushu members to attract Cassel's attention.

Looking at the heated forum, Fingel felt quite proud, perhaps even too complacent, and felt a strange sense of loneliness. This is probably the so-called feeling of being cold at high places, Fingel said with emotion.

In fact, the popularity of the Night Watch Forum was far beyond his imagination.

If the forum wasn't watched by the artificial intelligence Norma, it might have collapsed long ago.

On the one hand, Fingel's guidance was certainly meritorious, but the proportion was very small. The main reason was that the battles in the tantric palace complex were wonderful.

The students in Kassel know much better than the martial arts laymen at the Hunter website. They can tell what moves the dancers in Kyushu use, what techniques they practice, and even the temperature of the fire, whether they are higher or lower than themselves, and so on. One or two people may not be able to see all of this, but there are so many people online at the Night Watch Forum. With each other's words, I quickly came up with a rough idea.

The more they looked at it, the more surprised they became. They had heard about the Children's Palace for a long time, and knew that most of the warriors there were ordinary people without dragon blood. To be honest, they were just ordinary people. If the mixed-race warriors didn't look down on them in their hearts, they might even think of themselves. None of them believed it. After all, having dragon blood meant being noble. Although this rule was not proclaimed verbally, it had already become the consensus of all mixed-race species.

Therefore, the mixed-race warriors in Kassel did not pay much attention to the Children's Palace before this. In their eyes, the competition held by Master Lu was just another form of free day, nothing more.

Until they saw this live broadcast.

The warriors from the Children's Palace appeared in front of the world for the first time.

With overwhelming prestige.

Having said that, according to the customs of the Far East, the warriors in the Children's Palace should be called the same sect.

After all, when all is said and done, they all belong to Kyushu.

The Children's Palace side is the Kyushu headquarters, and the Kassel side is the Kyushu branch.

But, are mixed races and ordinary people considered the same sect?

They are more or less absurd in their hearts.

With such emotions, they were still analyzing the skills of their fellow students in the Children's Palace.

Generally speaking, the basic skills of the Far Eastern sect are more solid than theirs, the use of power is more sophisticated, and the operation is more arbitrary.

In contrast, Cassel's side places more emphasis on power. There are many examples of practicing the same pile technique on both sides, but the effects are quite different. At first, Cassel's students were confused, until Chu Zi It turned out that martial arts is a method that varies from person to person. Different environments and different atmospheres will naturally cultivate different warriors, and the students suddenly realized it.

At the same time, they also saw various weapons in the hands of their fellow disciples in the Far East.

Some people use swords and use their body skills to shuttle through the group of Deadpools. Some people hold knives and move back and forth. There are also some strange weapons that cannot be named, and they even use their fists and feet to collide head-on with Deadpools.

If ordinary people dare to fight with Deadpool, they are looking for death. One side is flesh and blood, and the other side is scale claws. Just imagine how ordinary people's bodies can be compared with steel, and Deadpool's claws can be said to be Cut iron like clay.

But they are not ordinary people.

Those who are qualified to come here to worship the mountain are all warriors who have cultivated their strength and lived forever. This is also the red line for Lu Mingfei to die. Although this time is to make Jiuzhou famous, he does not want to send people to die for no reason. The power has not yet started over and over again, and has not yet been endless. Such a warrior, when Lu Mingfei was still serving as a general in Jiuzhou, could only be regarded as a reserve force at best. Unless he cultivated to the point of endless life, he would never be allowed to go to the battlefield.

A life-and-death battle is different from an arena. It doesn't matter where you end it. You can use all means just to kill the person on the other side, even if it means blinding you with sand or using poison.

Compared to a place where there are no taboos like the battlefield, the arena is as gentle as a swaddling baby.

If there is no endless life, once the strength is exhausted, then the only fate waiting for the warrior is death, if he doesn't do what he wants.

This Jiuzhou plan against Tantric Sect has been prepared for a long time. Originally, Lu Mingfei just wanted to teach the old monk a lesson and at the same time warn those who were secretly interested in Kyushu Martial Arts. He did not believe that only the old monk and Frost were interested in Kyushu Martial Arts. , at least a Supreme Council must be added.

But after Potato Chip Girl submitted information about Tantra, Lu Mingfei changed his mind.

At first he just flipped through it, but the more he looked at Lu Mingfei's face, the calmer he became. Ling on the side saw clearly that Lu Mingfei was the most dangerous in this state, and the boy's calmness was a precursor to his anger.

After flipping through it hastily, Lu Mingfei paused and read it carefully again. This time he was still tapping the table with his index finger, which was obviously a sign that he was thinking.

Soon, Lu Mingfei made a decision.

He changed the order. Originally it was just a competition, only victory or defeat, not life or death.

It's different now. After seeing various deeds of Tantric Buddhism, Lu Mingfei changed the discussion to war. This was Jiuzhou's declaration of war against Tantric Buddhism, which could determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death.

Let’s talk about why Lu Mingfei is so radical.

Just because they deserve to die.

Among the many warriors in Kyushu, there are a few that attract special attention.

One is a seemingly ordinary young man with a pair of firm eyes. He is one of the few people who does not hold weapons. He only uses a pair of bandaged fists and concentrates hard, and blood-red flames rise up. , swaying in the wind, like a flag.

Is this...an expression of Qi and blood?

The mixed-races in Kassel are a little suspicious, because even they have not achieved this scene. They have only seen the vision of power manifesting in the ancient books of Genbuyuan, but it does not say that this is an inhuman time. Is it a unique characteristic?

No, that's not the case.

Someone soon remembered that the classics of the Yuanwu Academy recorded that there were indeed warriors in the body refining stage who had developed the ability to manifest their qi and blood. To achieve this step, they did not need any special talent, and there were no requirements for physical fitness. They only needed to do it. a little.

That means working harder than all other warriors.