Since ancient times, few people have been able to send their disciples to obtain the martial arts inheritance by forcing them to ask them.

On the one hand, this method is too despicable and shameless, and is a demonic act, which is a taboo in the martial arts world.

On the other hand, it is because even if you take countless risks to question it, what you get may not be true.

When all sects inherited martial arts, they actually prevented this.

As long as some plausible traps are created at certain key points, it is difficult for outsiders to distinguish the true or false. It is too late to detect something wrong when there is a problem with the physical exercise.

The secrets of martial arts involve key points of the body's meridians. If you are a little short of the difference, you may have a thousand miles of mistakes. In the mildest, you will waste time and gain nothing, and in the worst case, you will die suddenly...

Unfortunately, no one could have thought that there was a slut like Zuo Yi in this world. As long as it could not be included in the system, it would naturally be fake.

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A sword light flashed by.

A sword mark appeared on Yu Renhao's thigh, and blood flowed out and fell to the ground dripping.

"Ah-what are you doing! Do you want to break your promise?"

Yu Renhao let out a cry of pain and asked angrily.

"I hope to give what I want before your blood flows dry. Don't want to fool me with fake formulas. I have my own means of screening. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zuo Yi sat down cross-legged on the ground, watching the drops of blood falling to the ground with calmness, splashing blood.

"you!"

Yu Renhao was shocked and angry. His eyes were blindfolded, listening to the ticking of blood, feeling the passing of power, and endless fear surged into his heart.

He hurriedly said, "Okay, okay! You can stop the bleeding first, and I will tell you the real formula!"

Zuo Yi did not respond or urged him, but just looked at him coldly.

After less than ten seconds of silence, Yu Renhao completely compromised and quickly memorized the formula again.

This time it was true, because he dared not waste his time anymore. Zuo Yi could wait, but he couldn't.

"Includes the remnants of the first-class martial arts Songfeng Sword Technique, and obtains the martial arts fortune value of 1,400 points."

"Includes the first-class martial arts Tianluo footwork and obtains 200 points in martial arts."

The sword moves of Songfeng Sword Technique are very clever, but their internal strength can only be considered average. In addition, their internal strength is not complete, so they have obtained 1,400 martial arts value as a whole.

A total of 1,600 martial arts fortunes have been obtained, and Zuo Yi is already very satisfied.

In fact, Yu Renhao should have practiced some other martial arts, such as Shadowless Phantom Foot.

But Zuo Yi didn't plan to ask questions again.

Because Yu Renhao had lost too much blood and was in a daze, he was almost exhausted from speaking.

"Save, save me..."

Yu Renren begged weakly.

Zuo Yi did not save him, and his right hand slowly stroked the hilt of the sword, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes...

He had no intention of staying alive from the beginning.

Forced him to send martial arts is a taboo in the martial arts world. Once exposed, it will become a stain on his life and may even be tolerated by both good and evil.

So from the beginning, he planned to destroy the corpses and chose such a wilderness forest that was rarely visited.

He picked up more firewood from the roasted chicken just now, just to kill and burn the corpse without leaving any trace...

However, when he really wanted to kill Yu Renhao, he hesitated.

Hesitation is not because of soft heart.

These days, he has more than ten lives in his hands, which is enough to show that he is definitely not a merciful person.

But at this moment he hesitated and his brows frowned tightly.

But he suddenly realized that he was heading astray.

These days, he has sneaked into Lu Weng, stole the evil-proof sword guide, conquered Lin Pingzhi by routinely returning to Yanlou to become famous, and hijacked Yu Renhao forcing martial arts...

These things have benefited him a lot of benefits.

But at this moment, I think carefully that these things are inevitably inadequate and unpretentious.

If you want to give an evaluation, it can be considered to be skilled in scheming and calculating at most, which is a sharp edge.

But Zuo Yi asked himself, is this the way he will take in the future?

No!

Not so!

Countless historical examples have proved that those who are good at scheming and calculating will never be able to achieve great success. Even if they are proficient in their minds, they are still in the category of "art".

Once you are obsessed with this, you will only fall into the inferior, resulting in limited future achievements.

A qualified overlord must have outstanding talent and martial arts to support his ambitions, a cold and decisive desire to control his mind, ambition to rule the world and swallow the eight wildernesses, a spirit of watching the tiger and scattering the eagle across thousands of miles, and a mind of a vast mountain and deep valleys.

In terms of importance, these must be above "art".

At this moment, Zuo Yi suddenly realized that even though he was a human being for two lifetimes, he still lacked too much.

In these aspects, not only did the life experience in his previous life not help him too much, but instead set up many shackles invisibly.

He is much different from the talented and wise Zuo Lengchan, Ren Woxing, Dongfang Invincible.

Even if it is Yue Buqun, Yu Canghai and others, they are far from what he can match now.

In addition to his slap, his advantage is simply a foresight who is familiar with the plot.

But the world is mixed, and the plot is out of control, and his advantage will be gone.

"Fortunately, I am still young now, and I still have a long life, and everything is enough."

"My foundation is not bad, my background is not bad, I have a ready-made teacher..."

"As long as you go on steadily, constantly improve yourself, and gradually condense the general trend of heaven and earth, no matter how complicated this world is, it will completely become my hunting ground, let me hang out..."

Zuo Yi suddenly felt a lot of passion in his chest, and his eyes became more determined and confident.

At this moment, his mood was slightly improved, and he vaguely touched the "momentum" from the level of "skill".

He decided to end the Fuzhou incident as soon as possible, go to Songshan to meet his father, and follow his father in the future, devote himself to practicing and learning, practicing martial arts, gathering the general trend, and waiting for the time.

He has a lifespan of up to 500 years, so there is no need to be anxious at all. At present, the most important thing is to lay a solid foundation...

"Save me..."

Yu Renhao once again let out a weak call for help.

Zuo Yi came to his senses and looked at Yu Renhao indifferently. In the future, he would try to change...

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A sword light flashed by.

The rope broke and the man fell to the ground again.

Although Yu Renhao lost too much blood, he was not as weak as he showed.

He was so scared that he was dying. He broke free from the rope on his hand in a few seconds, opened his eyes, and wanted to stop bleeding and heal himself.

But the moment he opened his eyes, a figure first entered his eyes.

No surprise, this person is Zuo Yi.

"Ah! I didn't see you! I didn't see you! Don't kill me!"

Yu Renhao came to his senses and couldn't help but be scared to death, and he was so busy that he covered his eyes again.

Unfortunately, he was so panicked that he couldn't get along well.

"Okay, take it down. You should have known it was me, so don't deceive yourself."

Zuo Yi smiled sarcastically, put his sword into the sheath, turned around and walked ten meters away, looking at the magnificent walls of Fuzhou City in the distance.

Yu Renhao's movements stopped and slowly lowered his eyes.

He didn't care about healing his wounds, so he kowtowed to Zuo Yi and begged for mercy, and said in a crying voice: "Zuo Yi! I beg you not to kill me! Don't kill me, okay!

I have several women about to give birth, and they can't live without me!

Don't worry, I will definitely not talk nonsense after I go back, I just pretend that I have never seen you-"

Zuo Yi couldn't help laughing. This is also a strange thing about Yu Renhao.

He turned around, looked at Yu Renhao condescendingly, and said in a playful tone: "Yu Renhao, you have submitted a letter of fame to me, so how can you pretend that you have never seen me?"

"You...what do you mean?"

Yu Renhao couldn't help but look confused.

Zuo Yi smiled deeply and said slowly: "Yu Renhao, a true disciple of Qingcheng Sect, swearing allegiance to Zuo Yi, the son of the head of Songshan Sect, outside Fuzhou City, and presented Qingcheng's unique Songfeng Sword Technique as a letter of fame. In the future, he will devote himself to serving Songshan Sect!

Yu Renhao, what I said is the truth?"
To be continued...