Chapter 176: Martial God
"Is this really just a suit of armor? Is there no one inside?"
The warrior holding the spear looked at the golden-armored figure with domineering aura in the moonlight in a daze, his eyes full of shock and disbelief, as if the cognition he had built up in the first half of his life was shattered, thrown to the ground, and trampled upon.
"No one, it's just a suit of armor!"
The old man with sad eyes looked at the water and fire stick in his hand that had been broken into two pieces, then looked up at the young man, and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.
It seems that it is not that the martial arts he learned are easy to learn, nor that he is not talented or knowledgeable. The truth is that the armor is not from this world, but belongs to the gods. It is no wonder that they, who are still ordinary warriors, cannot defeat it.
"have you seen?"
After a fight, the spearman, who had been beaten to a pulp, asked unwillingly.
He now hopes that under the armor, there is a martial arts master who is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts. The fight with him just now was purely a joke on him, otherwise it would be too discouraging.
"I know what you're thinking. Don't worry about it. There's nothing in there. If you don't believe me, you can go up and knock twice after the fight is over!"
"this is okay too?"
Hearing this, the warrior holding the spear was stunned. Wasn't this too rude? After all, this warrior had learned everything from him in just one hour and defeated him, even though he was just wearing a suit of armor.
"That person doesn't mind such a small matter!"
The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at the golden-armored figure fighting with his old friend holding two swords in the mountain forest that had been razed to the ground, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Here we go again. What a terrifying talent! Old Li has been studying the Red Maple Knife for half his life, and he has mastered it in just a short while!"
"What a horrible talent. Fortunately, it's armor. If it were a human, it would be despairing!"
This place was specially chosen to be far away from human habitation. Many warriors who could frighten tigers and leopards in the forest with their aura alone could not help but admire the golden-armored figure flying like a dragon in the field. However, some people could not control their little thoughts.
“If this magical item of martial arts, which can be used to master any technique at once, can be passed down from generation to generation, within a hundred years, it will surely create a family that can overpower the Great Jin Dynasty!”
As soon as these words were spoken, the forest, which was originally filled with people whispering, suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of swords clashing and metal hitting each other.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm just talking!"
The warrior who had just said what he was thinking without thinking was stared at so hard that his whole body felt numb. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously. He laughed dryly twice and explained.
"You'd better just talk!"
The leader of the Anqing City Defense Commander glanced at the warrior who had spoken, with an unfriendly look on his face.
"Don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have. Don't cause trouble for yourself or the people behind you. If you don't want to live, you can commit suicide!"
"Master Cheng, I just said it unintentionally!"
Looking at the captain's armor on the other party that symbolized authority, the warrior who had just spoken rudely was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and smiled, saying that although they were both warriors in the Gangsha realm, their futures were clear at a glance and there was no comparison.
"Then I will take it as your unintentional words, but I will also tell you in advance that the owner of this divine armor, his brother, is now a powerful figure in Dajin!"
The captain snorted coldly. Sitting in his current position, he had the habit of reading the court bulletin regularly. He was well aware of the major events that took place in the Great Jin Dynasty.
After being demoted from the capital to the frontier, he killed many people both internally and externally. Correspondingly, his prestige among the local people grew day by day. According to investigation, many people have begun to worship his longevity .
The originally unstable Northern Frontier became more stable because of that person's arrival. Those barbarian kings who had been going too far and encroaching on grasslands have shown signs of retreating.
"Yes, yes, thank you for your warning, I will definitely keep it in mind!"
Looking at the other warriors who kept their distance from him, and even some of his friends who used to get along with him but now didn't even look at him, this warrior felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
It was normal for him to have such thoughts. Who wouldn't want such a magical object? Everyone present had such thoughts, but he didn't think about it and said what he was thinking.
"snort!"
Even though the other party had lowered his posture and apologized in a low voice, the captain still did not give him a good look. He was the one who organized this fight. If there were any problems in the future, he would definitely be blamed. He did not want to offend Duke Chengwen, who was already a powerful figure in the northern border.
In the city of Anqing, which is less than fifty miles away from this uninhabited place, in the empty and lonely courtyard, firebirds spread their wings and fly, and tender vines climb on the walls and pillars like snakes and pythons. Peach and plum trees stretch their branches and leaves, and one day is a season, with abundant fruits and lush branches and leaves.
The young man was in this courtyard, which was located in a bustling city but seemed to be in a deep mountain valley. He moved his limbs and walked unconsciously with his hands stretched out, sometimes putting his palms together like knives, sometimes making his fingers into swords. Wherever he passed, the heavy stone bricks broke neatly and the wildly growing vines exploded in pieces.
"Wonderful, really wonderful!"
Feng Qing'an's consciousness was immersed in Ming Long Jia. He did not interfere with Ming Long Jia's battle with the group of warriors who were summoned. He just calmed down and pondered Ming Long Jia's understanding of martial arts and experience summary.
This pure-minded armor opened everything to him. He could read Ming Long Jia's insights and experiences on martial arts at any time, and even experience the feeling of competing with martial artists from a first-person perspective.
This benefited Feng Qing'an greatly, to the extent that within just a few days, he no longer needed the assistance of the Minglong Armor. He was able to perfectly control his own strength, and with just his fists and feet, he could deliver quite lethal energy from several feet away.
Feng Qing'an was in a very good mood these days because of this good thing that he could reap without any effort. Therefore, he didn't care even if some people had inappropriate thoughts about Minglong Armor.
Expecting a warrior to remain unmoved by the sight of a magic weapon is like expecting a man to remain unmoved by the sight of a beautiful woman. This is unrealistic. As long as he doesn't put it into action , it's fine. If he dares to put it into action, he can teach these ruffians a lesson.
However, good times are always short-lived. Actual combat with martial artists can allow Ming Longjia to make rapid progress in martial arts techniques, but as he fights with more and more martial artists in the Gangsha realm, the benefits he gains are declining sharply.
When fighting with Jiang Bei, the first martial artist in the Gangsha realm, Ming Longjia spent a whole night to master his "intention", while when fighting with the captain, Ming Longjia took half the time to do the same thing.
When fighting with the fifth warrior, Ming Longjia comprehended the meaning of the spear after only one hour, and defeated the opponent with great ease, and he did not even fall into a disadvantage at the beginning.
This made Feng Qing'an understand why warriors always crave stronger opponents after defeating their opponents, because constantly fighting with warriors of the same level until the end will yield almost no results and may even be a waste of time.
Martial artists at the same level are, in some ways, extremely homogenized . Although the "intention" they comprehend can be divided into sword intention, knife intention, fist intention and the like due to their different preferred weapons, their essence is the same.
If you understand one principle, you will understand all principles!
After Ming Longjia comprehended the sword intent on the first night, the various different "intentions" he comprehended from his opponents were just a natural and logical thing.
This is because Ming Longjia is gifted and has an incredible learning ability in martial arts. He is not picky about any weapon and can learn various weapon usage techniques from his opponents. Otherwise, Feng Qingan planned to let it end in two days to avoid wasting time.
But even so, Feng Qing'an had already made up his mind to leave. He planned to go to the next place after tasting all the special foods in Anqing Prefecture. If he ate from morning to night, it would not take him more than a few days.
A warrior with vigorous blood can eat as much as he wants, and eating a whole cow a day is no problem. Feng Qingan is not a warrior, but he has the stomach to eat a whole cow.
Five days later
At the gate of Anqing City, a burly man in brocade clothes led a group of personal soldiers to see off a young man in white clothes. Such a scene made passers-by give way, but they couldn't help but cast curious glances and guess his identity.
"Mr. Feng, are you leaving now? Why don't you stay a little longer? There are still many places in Qing'an City that you haven't visited yet!"
The captain of the city defense camp, who thought he was very low-key, was reluctant to look at the young man in front of him. Now he has tasted the sweetness.
After that night, he communicated with the Divine Armor several more times, and benefited a lot every time. In just a few days, he felt that he had made great progress in martial arts. He even vaguely glimpsed the path to the Hunyuan Realm.
How could this warrior not be tempted by such a huge promotion? Although he also has a family background, if he wants to be promoted, he must have the strength to match it.
He is a military general, and he does not have enough strength to command the support of the people. Even if he is promoted to the position, he will not be able to keep his position secure.
"I've been to all the places I should go, and I've tasted all the things I should taste. There's nothing left for me to linger on. It's time to go to the next place!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the man in front of him. He knew exactly what this guy was thinking.
Originally it was a win-win situation for both parties, but now all the knowledge these guys had been basically drained by Ming Longjia. If he continues to practice with them, Ming Longjia will be fleeced by them and become their master in name only. How could Feng Qingan be willing to do this?
"Alas, if it weren't for my duty, I would really like to travel around Dajin with you!"
The captain sighed and spoke with deep emotion.
"You don't want to follow me, you want to communicate with my Minglongjia more!"
Feng Qing'an ruthlessly exposed the insincere words of the guy in front of him. He said that giving up the position and the like was just something he should just listen to and not take it seriously.
Not everyone can pursue the same carefree life as him. Because he has a bright future that he can see, he doesn't care much about high positions, high salaries, and worldly fame and fortune.
The position that the warrior in front of him is sitting on is the one he spent half his life on, and he even got a lot of support from behind, to get to this position. How could he possibly give it up?
"My lord, you are joking. Aren't you and the Martial God Armor one and the same? If you want to get closer to the Martial God Armor, isn't that just because you want to follow me, my lord?"
After all, he was a capable captain. Hearing Feng Qing'an speak so bluntly, he was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he stroked his beard and laughed.
"Martial God Armor?"
Feng Qing'an raised his eyebrows and a playful look appeared on his face.
"Sir, the talent your armor has shown in the way of martial arts is something I have never seen or heard of in my life. I am not the only one who thinks so. I and many other martial artists think that your armor will sooner or later reach the divine realm!"
"Martial arts can reach the gods, so you call it the Martial God Armor?"
Feng Qingan knew that there were only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.
As long as a martial artist has made a name for himself, he will often use the nicknames given to him by others as his real name. Some martial artists are so famous that people will ignore their real names.
The Armor of the God of War is the nickname given to Minglong Armor by these warriors, but this name is too big and quite hateful, so they simply changed it to a set of armor.
If a warrior dared to call himself a martial god, he would probably be beaten to death before he could take eight steps.
"That's right. In just a few days, my boxing skills have improved a lot. If I can follow you, I might be able to achieve Hun Yuan one day!"
"But you are just thinking about it. If you are willing to resign from your official position, I don't mind taking you as my follower!"
Feng Qing'an replied half-jokingly. Of course, he had no intention of accepting the captain in front of him. It was just a joke. Fame and fortune are so prevalent that few people in this world can escape them, even the extraordinary martial artists are no exception.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. Unfortunately, I am not worthy of it. I did not get this position by myself. It is all because I was born well. Otherwise, it would not be my turn. So even if I want to resign, I cannot make the decision myself."
Even when the captain heard the young man in front of him, who had only the title of Tongsheng, threatening to take him as his follower, not only did he not show the slightest sign of anger, but he explained seriously.
Because the young man in front of him has such capital. Not to mention his brother, just the armor on him is enough to make many warriors crazy. He has an official position and cannot follow, but others don't have it!
Are there not enough warriors wandering around the world? As long as the reputation of the Martial God Armor spreads, wherever this young man goes, countless warriors will flock to him like crazy sharks smelling blood.
Whether to establish a martial arts family depends entirely on the young master's thoughts. As long as he is willing, a thousand-year-old family is just around the corner.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will die one day, but armor has no lifespan restrictions.
