Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 114 Martial Artist

"Why do you say I'm not a warrior?"

Yang Chu stood in front of the leopard-headed man, looked at the complex and horrified eyes of the other party, and asked again, "It's easy for me to kill you two, but you can't even beat me, so why am I not considered a warrior?"

"Hahaha... You are not, you deserve it too?!"

The soap-clothed man with the leopard head and ring eyes was still a little horrified by Yang Chu's combat prowess, but now it seems that he has further confirmed that Yang Chu is not a warrior, or he has strengthened some beliefs in his heart, and his expression is gradually different from that of the previous one. Like the short and strong man killed by Yang Chu, he looked at Yang Chu with contempt and looked down, and cursed loudly:
"Untouchable, dog-like thing, you can kill it if you want, I only hate the master, I am just a beginner in martial arts, otherwise, how could a lowly like you lose to you. However, if something happened to my two brothers here, someone would came to find you."

"True martial arts?"

Yang Chu seemed to feel that he heard something again.

"Hahaha……"

The soap-clothed man with leopard head and eyes around him no longer answered Yang Chu's question, but showed his fierce face and roared angrily, "You idiots and untouchables, why don't you understand? , is a warrior, hahaha... just wait..."

There was a muffled pop.

This soap-clothed man with a leopard head and eyes around him still had a ferocious expression on his face, but the next moment, he covered his throat with his hands and fell limp to the ground.

"These two people are really not afraid of death. In other words, compared to death, they have some kind of pride and spirit supporting them. Well, it can also be said to be a sense of superiority."

Yang Chu withdrew the knife in his hand and stood there, looking at the two limp corpses, his brain began to think quickly.

Although the two men in soap didn't say much, he had already obtained a lot of information from the content and tone of what they said, as well as his martial arts and mental state.

The two have a high degree of physical toughness, and their musculoskeletal strength is at least twice that of ordinary people.

Moreover, these two men in soap clothes didn't really seem to be too afraid of death, which Yang Chu could clearly feel, as if they had some kind of high-minded persistence and pride in their hearts.

From this point of view, no matter how strong he is, he really has the demeanor of a warrior.

It's just that the warriors in these two populations, Yang Chu feels that they don't seem to be understood in the general literal sense, they simply refer to people who practice martial arts, and there are other things that are similar to identifying identities, which seem to have a class color.

"Yang...Brother Yang, you...you killed the martial arts master in the town!"

At this time, Fang Ah Shui, who seemed to have been in a daze for a long time, came back to his senses, widened his eyes, and looked at Yang Chu with a terrified expression, "You, you... Are you really a warrior?"

"No."

Yang Chu glanced sideways at Fang Ah Shui, who had a look of fear on his face, shook off the blood on his hands, and said with a smile, "Ah Shui, are they the warriors you mentioned? Why do you call them warriors?" master?"

Fang Ah Shui didn't answer Yang Chu's words, but said with a tangled expression, "Brother Yang, you...you are not a warrior, then...then run quickly! People from Liuyun Hall will come soon."

"run?"

Yang Chu laughed lightly, looked at Fang Ah Shui again, and found that there were indelible worries and fears on Fang Ah Shui's simple and honest face.

He scanned the tidal flats around him again. Those fishermen who didn't know whether they were watching the excitement or were forced to surround by two soap-clothed men all ran away without a trace, and some ignorant children were pulled and dragged by adults. hugged back.

It seems that Yang Chu at this moment is a plague god.

It can be seen that the death of these two soap-clothed men had an impact on the people in Jiaoshi Village, a small fishing village.

"Brother Yang, run quickly, or you won't be able to leave when you turn around."

Looking at the calm expression on Yang Chu's face, Fang Ah Shui seemed a little anxious, and urged again.

"Ah Shui, don't panic."

Yang Chu comforted Fang Ah Shui with a smile, "Tell me first, you know about this Liuyun Pavilion, and these warriors and apprentices."

"Brother Yang, Liuyun Pavilion is a martial arts gym. The whole Nanhuan Town is under the jurisdiction of Liuyun Pavilion for those who teach martial artists to practice martial arts. These two martial arts masters are the tax collectors of Liuyun Pavilion. They pay taxes."

"Ah Shui, don't you have a government here?" Yang Chufei quickly digested the information Fang Ah Shui said, frowned slightly, and asked again.

"Government? Brother Yang, what is that, I don't know."

Fang Ah Shui shook his head, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and suddenly said, "By the way, I heard my father say it when I was young, it seems that there is a government in the Central Continent across the sea, I don't understand , my father said that he also heard it mentioned in the port before.

In our place, Liuyun Martial Arts has the final say on all matters in Nanhuan Town.This sea, this land, and all these things belong to Liuyun Pavilion.Farmers have to pay taxes to Liuyunguan for farming, we have to pay taxes to Liuyunguan when we go fishing, and we have to pay taxes to Liuyunguan for opening shops and buying and selling things.Unless one is a martial artist, the tax paid is more than [-]%, which many people cannot afford. "

"A martial arts gym has become the lowest taxation agency, no, it should be an administrative agency. This world...is really a bit weird."

When Yang Chu heard this, he probably understood something.

In Nanhuan Town where he is currently, this Liuyun Pavilion or Liuyun Wuguan is the lowest-level administrative organization, governing all affairs in the territory and exercising the functions of the local government.

I don't mention the good and bad, but it's still very surprising when I hear it for the first time.

"What happens if you don't pay taxes?"

Yang Chu asked casually while digesting the information he had learned.

Warriors, Liuyun Pavilion, tax payment, and Zhongzhou and Dongzhou, a plausible social operating system and class faintly unfolded in front of him.

"Can't pay taxes?"

When Fang Ah Shui heard this question, his face showed excitement, "If you can't pay the tax, you will be dragged to work. If you owe too much tax, you will be dragged into a pawn by the people of Liuyun Pavilion. I... ...My father was beaten to death by them as a pawn."

Speaking of this, Fang Ah Shui became more and more nervous, and urged Yang Chu, "Brother Yang, you killed two martial arts masters, and the people from Liuyun Pavilion will definitely find them."

"Arresting people as human stakes?"

Yang Chu didn't care about Fang Ah Shui's urging him to run away quickly, but noticed what the other party said about the human pile.

This human stake is not those horrible living stakes or head stakes in folklore.

It is a practice method of martial arts.

He was learning and sorting out the entire kung fu system from Xia Houwu, and he had already understood that in boxing, there is a method of training and fighting, which is called brushing people's piles.

It is to use real people as targets to practice boxing in actual combat.

For example, if you are practicing wrestling, it is definitely easier to grasp the person's center of gravity than holding a sandbag if there is a living person to make him fall.

And in some internal martial arts, using a real person as a target is easier for people to master many force-exerting skills than a motionless wooden stake.

In other words, it is actually a kind of sparring partner, but it doesn't matter if this kind of sparring partner either doesn't fight back, or if they fight back.

Of course, in the kung fu system, most of these people are paid to hire some strong people to do it, and they will not be killed or maimed. .

But Fang Ah Shui said that he couldn't pay the taxes he owed, and if he was treated as a human pile, he would be beaten to death.

The nature of the two is completely different.

"It seems that the martial artists in this world seem to have a special power system, which completely widens the gap between them and ordinary people."

Warriors become a class or class, which is not uncommon in the various books that Yang Chu read in the last world.

For example, a warrior class once appeared in a certain island country, and there was also a knight class in Europe.

But they are still normal human beings, warriors and knights at the bottom, at most they can fight against two or three people.It happened that a samurai was beaten to death by a geisha with a stick, or a knight was dismounted by a serf with a rope and stabbed to death with a dung fork.

Even top samurai and high-level knights want to easily crush ordinary people, in addition to their own skills, it is more important to have good weapons and equipment.

But this world...

Yang Chu looked down at the two men in soap clothes who were beaten to death by him on the ground. Although these two men were called "Master Wutu", they were only collecting taxes in various poor villages. The status is obviously not high.

However, these two people whose status may not be high, their physical strength has reached more than twice that of ordinary people, they have martial arts, and their arms are covered with a very strange force, making their arms like iron.

Ten or twenty fishermen like Fang Ah Shui, even if they were armed with sharp knives, would not be able to win with these two soap-clothed men with their bare hands.

This is a gap in absolute power.

Coupled with the harsh words such as untouchables that the other party said when they scolded, the difference in natural identity was already hidden.

"Is that some kind of true martial arts?"

Yang Chu thought of the word mentioned by the man with the leopard head and ring eyes, and had some guesses in his heart, but he was not completely sure.

But what is certain is that this so-called "true martial arts" is definitely unusual, and it will not be the original system of kung fu, but I don't know what kind of cultivation method or power control method it is.

Yang Chu became very curious about this.

"Brother Yang, why don't you leave now? If you don't leave, it will be too late."

Seeing that Yang Chu was standing aside, Fang Ah Shui still had no intention of leaving, so she urged her anxiously.

"If I leave, won't it drag you down?"

Looking at the sincere eyes on Fang Ah Shui's anxious face, Yang Chu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

Fang Ah Shui's heart is simple, even an indifferent person like Yang Chu can feel the sincerity and kindness in the other party.

It is impossible for him to let the other party bear the trouble caused by these two soap-clothed men, and even implicate the entire Jiaoshi Village.

"Huh? It seems that I have also changed."

Thinking of this, Yang Chu noticed that he woke up in this world this time, and there seemed to be some changes.

First of all, his body, after he completely lost consciousness, did not collapse immediately, but survived.

The second is that his own emotions seem to have something more than before.

"Solution? Brother Yang, what are you going to do?"

Fang Ah Shui seemed to be infected by Yang Chu's composure. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he just asked in a daze.

"Ah Shui, take care of the fish on the boat, and I'll be back in a while."

Yang Chu didn't answer Fang Ah Shui's question, but just casually confessed, then walked to the corpses of the two soap-clothed men, grabbed them, and walked quickly towards a large reef area north of Jiaoshi Village.

(End of this chapter)