Chapter 47

Yang Tian knows that it's too late to escape now!

Well, only war!

In a few minutes.

"Zhizhi..."

This is not the cry of the little green dragon, but the cry of the mouse.

As soon as the cry sounded, a white mouse suddenly appeared in Yang Tian's eyes.

The white mouse was followed by five people.

The most conspicuous is a middle-aged man in front of him, wearing yellow leather armor and holding a short gun, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Behind the middle-aged man was a woman in black, looking charming and lovely. Behind the woman in black were three young men.

Yang Tian raised his eyes and quickly judged the general strength of the five people.

The most powerful is a middle-aged man with a short gun. Judging from his momentum, he is at least a martial artist above level 5. The weakest of the five is the woman in black, probably Level 2 or level 3. The other three young men will not exceed level 4.

Seeing this combination, Yang Tian immediately tightened his nerves and stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. This talent is his greatest threat.

The five soon came to a place more than 20 meters away from Yang Tian and stood still.

"Captain, it's Yang Tian!"

The woman in black recognized Yang Tian at a glance. Unlike the three people before, when she saw Yang Tian's appearance, she had to compare it with an auxiliary device.

The middle-aged man nodded and raised the long gun in his hand.

"Xiaobai, come back!"

At this time, the woman in Black said to the mouse standing on a stone.

The little white mouse called twice, jumped and came to the woman in black. As soon as the woman in black raised her hand, the little white mouse spiritually jumped on the palm of the woman in black and was put into the satchel by her.

Seeing this situation, Yang Tian suddenly understood that the five people were led by the mouse.

Yang Tian is not surprised that he has a dragon pet, and others will have other animal pets.

After receiving her pet, the woman in black retreated behind the other three young men, more than 50 meters away from the middle-aged man.

"Yang Tian, I can't kill you. But you must go to Shenwei martial arts school with me." at this time, the middle-aged man raised his short gun and pointed at Yang Tian.

Yang Tian said with a smile, "what's the difference between this and death? It's better to be killed by you if you fall into the hands of Du Xiongwu!"

"By the way, if you want to kill me, I don't know your name!" Yang Tian said, staring into the middle-aged man's eyes and asked again.

The middle-aged man said, "Tianwei martial arts school, Zhao Shuangxing."

It's Tianwei martial arts school!

When Yang Tian heard that Zhao Shuangxing came from Tianwei martial arts school, he smiled bitterly and said, "everyone is from a martial arts school, so don't do it!"

Zhao Shuangxing's name was heard when Yang Tian joined Tianwei martial arts school. Zhao Shuangxing is one of the top 100 experts in Tianwei martial arts school. His level is the peak of level 6. He is one of the people worshipped by many low-level martial artists in the martial arts school.

"You have been expelled from Tianwei martial arts school." Zhao Shuangxing said faintly, "but for the sake of being a member of the martial arts school, if you can hold on to me for half an hour, I won't trouble you again."

Yang Tian nodded.

The warrior at the top of level 6 is qualified to speak to Yang Tian like this.

Yang Tian estimated his strength and was able to fight with the martial artists at the beginning and middle of level 6, but he was not confident to beat the martial artists at the top of level 6.

The strength of the same level of fighters is also very different, because different people have completely different strength, speed, combat skills and combat experience.

"Ka!"

Zhao Shuangxing shook his short gun and flashed towards Yang Tian standing by the stream. The short gun in Zhao Shuangxing's hand suddenly almost doubled and became a long gun.

"Woo ~"

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Shuangxing came to Yang Tian, and the long gun in his hand swept towards Yang Tian with a gust of wind.

Yang Tian was surprised to find that Zhao Shuangxing seemed to have a huge body, but he was extremely flexible in action.

"Dang ~"

Yang Tian lifted his knife sideways and hit the long gun.

When the knife and gun came into contact, Yang Tian suddenly felt a powerful shaking force coming from the blade, which numbed his hand filled with the power of dragon beads, and the knife in his hand almost flew out.

What a powerful force!

Yang Tian was surprised, clenched the handle and stepped back a few steps before he removed this powerful force.

With this blow, Zhao Shuangxing stopped and looked at Yang Tiandao: "the power is very strong! Good! But your way of unloading power is wrong. You should use the power of your muscles."

Muscle strength?

Yang Tian frowned.

Zhao Shuangxing didn't give Yang Tian time to think. Suddenly, he said loudly, "look at the move!"

"Woo ~"

This time, the wind from the gun body was stronger. Needless to think, Yang Tian knew that Zhao Shuangxing's gun was more powerful.

Just now, Zhao Shuangxing was sweeping, but this time, it was shooting.

These two moves, Zhao Shuangxing simply used the long gun in his hand as a stick.

This shot came towards Yang Tian's head. It was very fast!

Yang Tian could have avoided, but thinking of what Zhao Shuangxing had just said, he changed his mind and waved a knife to meet the long gun.

"Dang!"

The violent impact of weapons sounded again.

"Ka ~"

With this blow, the powerful force passed from the blade to Yang Tian's body, and finally fell on the Stone Yang Tian stepped on. The stone couldn't stand the force and broke.

Yang Tian's arms and legs filled with the power of dragon beads were numb.

When fighting in peacetime, in the face of this powerful attack force, martial artists generally avoid it, rather than hard connect like Yang Tian.

As just now, Zhao Shuangxing took the gun again, looked at Yang Tian and said faintly, "you feel how the power has spread from your body to the ground?"

Yang Tian nodded and suddenly understood.

In many cases, the cultivation of war skills depends not on diligence, but on understanding.

All kinds of combat skills, in the final analysis, are actually training the martial artists' ability to control their own strength.

This self strength is the muscle strength of the warrior, and also includes the strength received by the body when the enemy attacks himself.

"Come again!"

Yang Tian thought quickly and suddenly became excited.

"Good!"

Zhao Shuangxing still said expressionless.

"Dang Dang..."

Next, Zhao Shuangxing launched a fierce attack on Yang Tian with his long gun.

In the face of Zhao Shuangxing's every shot, Yang Tian was hard connected. In the eyes of others, Yang Tian seemed very passive and didn't even fight back.

"What's the matter with the captain? Why don't you kill Yang Tian?" at this time, a young man watching the war in the distance wondered.

The woman in black smiled, "the captain is the strong one at the top of level 6. It's easy to kill Yang Tian. Have you ever heard that a cat catches a mouse? The captain is a cat now, and Yang Tian is a mouse. When the captain has had enough, he will naturally give Yang Tian a fatal blow."

The three young men understood what the woman in Black said and nodded.

"Squeak!"

Perhaps when the woman in Black said the word "mouse", the little white mouse in the satchel cried twice, climbed out, put out his head and looked around with wide eyes.

It is said that the mouse is short-sighted, which means that the mouse can't see far, but the little white mouse is a mutant mouse. It glances around, suddenly its eyes show the color of fear, retracts its head, shrinks wearily in the satchel and trembles.