Chapter 88 Dirty Tricks

Bao Dun was in his room, stroking the golden-haired mouse.

"It didn't move after the golden energy entered the room. Did it fall asleep?" Bao Dun felt the breath and thought to himself.

Could it be that it left the weapon in the room and then ran away?

Unlikely.

The other party was a warrior. For a warrior, weapons are their second life.

So after seeing this person, Bao Dun did not rashly ask for the knife.

After all, for a warrior, weapons are really important. If he mentioned it like this, it would be as offensive as asking someone to give his wife to him.

But Bao Dun didn't want to give up the knife.

"Such pure golden energy, with evil spirits attached to it, is really a tonic." He touched the mouse's hair and was extremely greedy.

His method of cultivation was to tame this golden-haired mouse.

He had to practice martial arts first, cultivate his own internal energy, and then mix the golden energy with his own internal energy and refine it, and feed it to the mouse.

The stronger this gold-seeking rat is, the stronger he will be. When the gold-seeking rat is reborn, he will be able to obtain a natural incarnation of a different species, enter the seventh grade, and still maintain his human body, becoming a gold-type spirit beast.

It is truly amazing.

That is why he joined the Boshan School, practicing martial arts while looking for enough gold energy to feed this gold-seeking rat.

Ordinary metals contain too little gold energy, even gold does not contain too much.

At least it must be refined steel, or a magic weapon with a grade, or a natural treasure of the gold element, to be useful.

Therefore, he would definitely not let go of the ninth-grade long sword.

"If this young man just fell asleep, that would be a good thing. I will sneak over and kill him at midnight."

"If he is not asleep, then we should fight quickly and find the golden rat to restrain the golden weapon. He will definitely not be my opponent if we attack him by surprise."

"If he chooses to abandon the knife and come... that would be even better. A warrior without a weapon can be easily defeated."

Bao Dun calculated the situation and felt that the situation should be stable.

Besides, the other party is also very young and may not think so deeply. It is normal for him to fall asleep directly.

This young man, who was born in the boatman gang, was lucky enough to meet a master when he went out. He may not be able to consider so many things, and he cannot compare with an old man like him.

As for whether his martial arts cultivation is fake?

It can't be fake.

The other party has a long breath and abundant blood. It is obvious that his internal organs have been refined, and the refining method is very exquisite. There is no sequelae or impurities. The ninth rank can never do it.

He is good at observing gold energy. Lungs govern gold, so he can see lung energy. The young man's lung energy is long and sharp, which shows that his refining technique is simply amazing. It is impossible for him to refine it by himself. It must be the help of his master.

He must be a ninth-grade martial artist.

As long as it is martial arts, he will be completely restrained, because martial arts cannot be done without weapons.

The so-called boxing and leg training are actually all for the purpose of practicing weapons. Martial arts must use weapons.

He has seen many martial arts schools, some of which are called boxing, but in fact, it is boxing without guns. Boxing is gunning. Without guns, the strength can be reduced by half.

So he is very confident.

The ninth-grade martial arts monks were eaten by him.

Just wait until the situation is confirmed before taking action.

Thinking of this, he was alert to all the gold energy around him while monitoring the gold energy of the long sword.

But suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

"Hmm? There's a noise downstairs? What's going on?"

Downstairs of the painting boat, I felt a bunch of golden energy running wild. Were the disciples drunk and fighting and joking with each other?

"Is it time for a fight now? Really..." He shook his head and prepared to go downstairs to scold these disciples.

Bao Dun did not doubt that it was the ninth-grade warrior who came.

He knew the ability of martial arts very well. If the opponent really came unarmed and fought with the disciples below, although the disciples could not beat him, there would definitely be a lot of noise, not like now, just like fighting, and even no sound was made.

This was the result he got from sensing the golden energy.

Pushing open the door and walking out of the corridor, there was no one.

It was normal. The Boshan School's exercises required abstinence. It did not mean abstinence for life, but that one must not ejaculate during the practice, otherwise the practice would be in vain. About two-thirds of the year was spent in the practice period, and only winter could be used for rest.

It was spring now, and fearing that the disciples were too young to hold back, they had driven away all the people in the painting boat and reserved the place, leaving only the kitchen.

He came to the second floor and opened the door to go in.

The moment he entered, he was like a hedgehog with its hair standing on end! The golden energy was everywhere, and the floor around him was instantly broken and cut into pieces!

He pinched the gold-seeking rat without hesitation, and stimulated all the internal energy and golden energy, turning it into an invisible blade, sweeping in all directions!

Everything within a radius of three feet was shattered!

Because he saw that there were dozens of corpses on the entire second floor.

No bleeding...

No, there should be no external injuries, because all these people died of bleeding from all seven orifices.

Was it the soul that was damaged? Or something else?

What kind of Taoist school could hurt the soul? Was it a curse? Or was it the Taoist soul-stealing technique?

But none of this mattered.

The important thing was that he was in big trouble!

With this burst of golden energy, he could guarantee that no one within the ninth rank could get close to him.

The golden energy surrounding him was like a razor that was constantly flying around him. Although its power was not as high as the initial explosion, it was always there and its power should not be underestimated.

His confidence in dealing with martial arts was not only that he could restrain the golden energy, but also that most martial artists had to fight in close combat. Once they entered within three feet of him, they would be guaranteed to have their heads broken and blood shed, and their flesh and bones broken!

But at this moment, this three-foot golden energy field could not make him feel at ease at all.

The ground was chopped up, and he fell from the second floor of the pleasure boat to the first floor. The golden energy field scraped against the floor, making a crackling sound. Wooden boards were constantly chopped up, the surrounding utensils were scratched, and the cloth was cut open. Everything that came close was exposed.

Where is it? Where is it?

That thing that can hurt the soul! Where is it? !

Where is it?

Who is it? The ninth-rank warrior surnamed Li? He is not a warrior? Impossible!

He is clearly a ninth-rank warrior, absolutely no mistake!

With his heart alert, he held the Gold-Seeking Rat, which was equivalent to half of his cultivation, in his palm, and focused on looking for all possible enemies.

Gold Qi... Yes, it was gold Qi!

The man surnamed Li had an extremely refined lung. His breath must be mixed with pure lung Qi. Lungs belong to gold, and he could barely sense it!

Yes, look for this.

All his attention was used to find the lung Qi of breathing.

Found it!

He sensed a slight lung Qi, so he looked over there.

Over there, a bloody head was thrown into the air, with bulging eyes and half of the eyeballs bulging out.

At the same time, a long whip broke through the air behind him.