Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 74 Old Ji's Martial Arts

Before the Black Ships crashed.

Ji Ye was on the terrace of the high pavilion, looking down at the square below with her hands behind her back.

This was the time when training ended and people were returning to their dormitories. Only a few people remained at the training ground, but most of them were not going back; instead, they were on their way back to their dormitories.

"Sitting on the Void Sea, one cannot observe the stars. This time, I shouldn't have come."

He murmured to himself, and there was even a hint of regret in his voice.

Xin Li said in a deep voice, "Mr. Ji, we will be landing in 24 hours. The problem may not be with our ship."

Ji Ye sighed: "Just now, before I had Bai Lu summon you, I cast another divination. The White Tiger, representing the responding line, is high in the Dui Palace, prosperous and unrestrained, moving like a blade, combining with the Dui metal..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly remembered that Xin Li did not understand divination, so he switched to more straightforward language.

"In short, the calculation shows that he is a strong, hot-tempered middle-aged man with a strong metallic aura, which should be closely related to metal."

Ji Ye turned to look at Xin Li, his expression unusually serious, even heavy.

"The bad news is that we actually have someone on board who matches the divination and has some value."

Xin Li pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Wang Zhao? He is remarkable, but is he that important?"

"I'm not sure, maybe they've discovered some secret in that book again."

Ji Ye didn't want to dwell on the motives and got back to the main point, "There is also someone on the other side who is obscuring the secrets of heaven. I have tried many times over the past few months without any results, but now I have suddenly succeeded."

Xin Li's expression also changed: "This means they're about to take action; they can't hide the truth anymore! How dare they make a move so close by!"

"Because the time before landing is the easiest to become complacent. Take your men and head to the engineering area immediately."

"yes..."

Xin Li had just agreed when he suddenly noticed that the light screen above his head was gradually brightening, and he knew what that meant.

The two didn't have time to exchange many words, nor was it necessary.

Xin Li leaped onto the terrace, seemingly with wings, and glided through the air at high speed. At the same time, he flicked his wrist and shot out a silent signal arrow.

From the house below, four of his Qingming Guards rushed out simultaneously, each wielding a large spear, heading straight for the direction the signal arrow had flown—the construction area.

Boom!!!

The black ship crashed.

Explosions, screams, and roars erupted.

Ji Ye's figure flipped to the top of the high pavilion, her chest bulging, and her booming voice was sent into the ears of all the new recruits below.

"Everyone should retreat westward, prioritizing their own safety."

At the same time, Bai Lu jumped onto the roof. He looked dazed, and several clicks came from the mechanism in his chest and abdomen. The mechanism opened up to the left and right like a cabinet, revealing dozens of tiny flying swords.

Swish swish!

Ji Ye used the magic of a sorcerer to make flying swords rise into the air, forming an array above her head. The swords were connected by sword intent, and the array rushed out towards the black ship.

If Lu Zhao were here, he would have endless complaints.

What?! The beautiful Bai Lu with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually a puppet?!

And Old Ji! You're all muscle, even stronger than Chen Qinhu, and you're the one who uses a flying sword?!

And you call the moves you're using now martial arts techniques?!

However, Lu Zhao was not there, nor was he available; he was currently discussing the current situation with Chang Fei.

"Instructor Chang, what are these things?"

Chang Fei said in a deep voice, "The Spirit-Communicating Beast is a wild, untamed beast that can be tamed."

"The enemy is the barbarian race of the desolate star?" Lu Zhao asked rhetorically.

The Desolate Star is not a single planet. Most of the regions outside the territory of the Great Qin are called the Desolate Domain, and the planet within it is the Desolate Star.

Therefore, anything prefixed with "barbarian star," whether it refers to barbarians, ferocious beasts, or anything else, is a very general term; in short, it means something foreign.

Hearing his question, Chang Fei could only shake his head: "I'm not sure. I just encountered a group of enemies, but there was fog everywhere. I could only see a few shadows, but I couldn't tell who they were. Then I was surrounded and attacked by the Spirit Summoners."

Lu Zhao frowned and asked, "So what do we do now?"

Although there wasn't much intelligence, meeting a veteran like Chang Fei meant they could at least discuss things.

Thinking of the intelligence, he couldn't help but think of Murong Can again.

"I wonder how things are between him and Lao Yang."

His biggest worry was his two roommates. After all, Shi Jian was difficult to kill and could fake his death at crucial moments, while Chen Qinhu had a large tortoise shell and a decent cultivation level, so he should be able to protect himself.

If they can weather the initial chaos, the ship's defense forces and the veterans who sailed on the expedition will surely be able to organize themselves and launch a counterattack against the enemy.

As for the enemy being powerful enough to completely seize control of the transport ship...

There's nothing we can do but wait to die; there's no need to consider that outcome.

Chang Fei stared at the fog for a while, then said, "The east side of the ship is originally a storage area, and according to the ship's emergency response procedures, our personnel will gather at the west bow. We don't know what the enemy's purpose is. If they want to occupy the east side as a temporary position, it will be very dangerous for us to stay here."

Lu Zhao, who was known for his quick thinking, immediately concluded: "Therefore, we must break westward."

Chang Fei: "Or hide."

"No, that's too passive," Lu Zhao said directly, expressing his opposition.

His personality is such that he will make thorough preparations, even over-preparations, for important matters, but this is not cowardice. He would never put his life on the hope of not being discovered by the enemy.

"Then let's break through."

Chang Fei did hesitate for a moment, but he immediately changed his attitude. After witnessing Lu Zhao's strength, he had come to regard his former recruits as trustworthy comrades.

The two then walked into the fog together.

There were no ruins or bloody corpses before them, only crisscrossing walls of fog, making the entire ship resemble a maze.

Whoever created this fog must be very powerful, at least at the level of Xin Li.

It was only then that Lu Zhao truly understood the rules of war.

Unlike games, once a war begins, there are no map levels. Even before leaving the starting village, you might encounter red-named monsters.

"Since this is a real war, should killing those dogs count as a military achievement? I don't know if it's a big deal."

"Focus, walk quickly."

Chang Fei offered a reminder. Although both were at the Iron Body Realm, his strength might not be as good as Lu Zhao's, but he had more combat experience.

As planned, the two continued westward to search for the team.

Through the walls of fog, all that could be seen were the flashes of light from the explosions. Occasionally, one or two rockets would fall down, but since the southeast direction was not the most intense area, there wasn't much artillery fire, and the ones that came seemed to have missed their mark; they might even be friendly fire.

After each roar, the surrounding fog would fall into a brief silence, leaving only the sound of the two men's boots on the ground.

Da da da.

Lu Zhao ran to the entrance of an alley, and a strong sense of vigilance suddenly welled up in his heart.

As one's martial arts level improves, one becomes more sensitive to danger. For example, on the morning he first comprehended the Three Thousand, Neishi Xiangyang approached him while he was asleep, and he instinctively sensed the danger.

So at that moment, he sensed that there might be an ambush in the alley and became secretly on guard.

Just as that thought flashed through my mind, a loud crash came from upstairs, the sound of shattering glass, followed by a cold light slashing down.

What a clever scheme! The alley was just bait; the real target was right above them.

But... it's so slow.

Lu Zhao did not deploy the beam blade, but simply used the original dagger form to defend himself.

when!

The attacker's knife was immediately knocked from his hand.

Lu Zhao dodged the figure that had fallen to the ground, but before he could finish the attack, another knife came stabbing at him from the side.

There was more than one person lying in ambush here.

Instead of retreating, he stepped forward, grabbed the enemy's wrist holding the knife, and twisted it forcefully. The assassin had no choice but to turn his body along with his wrist, otherwise his entire arm would be twisted off. So he was thrown out like that.

Splash splash splash.

More shadowy figures surrounded them; at a glance, there were about seven or eight of them.

Despite the fact that the opponents were individually weak, Lu Zhao did not want to be surrounded. He unleashed his beam blade with a hum, deflecting the incoming attacks, and then directly lunged into the arms of one of the smaller opponents. He pressed his hand against the opponent's chest and pushed him against the wall a few steps away.

In this way, he broke through the encirclement and also managed to kill an enemy along the way.

He raised his knife to stab, his gaze inadvertently drifting to the enemy's face, only to be surprised to find that the person he had pinned against the wall was not an enemy, but an acquaintance.

"Huang Chan?"

Lu Zhao calmly removed his hand from the other person's chest.

"Oh no, I thought I was going to die."

Huang Chan, who had survived the ordeal, collapsed to the ground and grabbed his arm, which he hadn't completely pulled away from, barely managing to hold back her tears.

From her perspective just now, it wasn't Lu Zhao who restrained her, but a brutal enemy who was completely powerless to resist.

It was only then that she realized that the classmate she usually joked around with had actually become this powerful.