Chapter 1861: Chapter 608: Like Father, Like Son Once Again
Playing with the four severed arms in his hands, Liu Zhankan and a large group of Buddhist Giants opened a large room alone and chatted up a storm.
These four severed arms were chopped off from the corpses of Demon Clan warriors by the Summer Palace guards after finishing a surprise attack in the Demon World, just before their retreat.
The Lich, Silver Eyes, Dread Knight, and Ghoul each chose one.
After authoritative identification by the Beamon Witch Doctor and the Buddhist Giants’ two major medical systems, it was confirmed that these four types of Demon Clan hand meridians all have ten lines.
This discovery confirmed Old Liu’s previous suspicion. It seems that the Death Overlord Samuel was truly not an Aegean traitor in the past, but a complete Demon Clan undercover agent.
In fact, digging up this old, rotten historical record isn’t very significant, given that the war between gods and demons has been over for ten thousand years; now, apart from correcting some historical inaccuracies, the only evidence seems to be that Demon World natives are more suited to cultivating Dou Qi Fingering than Aegean natives are.
However, according to Liu Zhankan’s observations and experiences in the Demon World, even though Death Overlord Samuel, the Demon Clan’s big spy, spread Aegean Fighting Qi to the Demon World back then, it still couldn’t be effectively promoted and popularized in the Demon World. At least nowadays, the majority of Demon Clan Knights still follow the traditional path of combining martial and magical arts.
Liu Zhankan didn’t reconvene the Buddhist Giants today to ask them about this matter during their private face-to-face meeting.
Beating around the bush was his only purpose.
“When it comes to Dou Qi and martial arts, it’s truly embarrassing. As the current Rudd, I’ve even forgotten to ask everyone, what was the combat art of our Rudd warriors in the past?” After a bit of bland chatter, Old Liu returned to the main topic: “Hehe, after all, there are few Flower Kings. I’m just curious that the Rudd through the ages only had one ‘Pick Flower Finger,’ and they couldn’t fly either. Did they rely solely on ‘Vajra Subduing Demons’ to engage in close combat with the enemy? That seems too monotonous!”
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Chief Deseli has been missing without a trace since he went to the Southwest Province with the Jose siblings to help Mourinho heal his injuries, as if he had evaporated from this world. According to the tradition of the Buddhist Giants, Rudd indeed has the authority to manage affairs.
“Xiao Ming, you come and explain to me, give me some insight.” Liu Zhankan put his arm around Ji Sikaibi’s soft, fragrant shoulder, leaning back leisurely against the chair, squinting his lazy eyes at the biggest figure among the Buddhist Giants, the tall Mingyao, whose height was record-breaking; aside from the ancient Titans, no one’s height has ever exceeded ten meters.
Though he cannot apply the brutal methods of interrogating captives used at the Southern Border battlefield on his own people, he understands at least a little about observing expressions and guesses. Just from the hesitant look of these Buddhist Giants, he knew Qingya’s secret told to Yitiao was true.
“Through martial arts.” Mingyao, called by the Flower King Rudd’s question, knew he couldn’t hide it, and had to bite the bullet and admit, because the Buddhist Giants never lie.
“You know martial arts? How come I never knew about this?” Liu Zhankan feigned surprise with a clumsy act not even worthy of a makeshift actor: “What kind of martial arts? Can you tell me?”
“A hundred and eight kinds of martial arts.” Mingyao shook his head, muttering dejectedly: “You never asked us…”
“Haha…” Old Liu laughingly breathed in and out, afraid his lungs would explode from anger.
What kind of logic is this?
If no one ever asked you, you wouldn’t say it?
Never mind what those other one hundred and seven martial arts are, just mentioning Qingya’s ‘Blood Stopping Finger’ is an extraordinary martial art that can quickly immobilize any organism!
It can subdue any creature with flesh and blood, with metabolism!
If ‘Blood Stopping Finger’ is so powerful, then the other one hundred and seven martial arts can’t be too shabby, right?
Damn it, damn it! Liu Zhankan really wanted to drag Chief Deseli back from the Southwest Province and beat him wildly right now,
“I’m just curious, since you know so many martial arts, how did you end up falling to Rommel initially?” Suppressing his anger, Old Liu smiled at his favorite little beauty Ji Sikaibi. It was unpleasant that his woman kept something from him.
“We didn’t practice martial arts, except for Rudd and the Chiefs. Only the Buddhist Giants spreading monk doctrine outside can learn them for self-defense.” The little beauty with tearful eyes looked at her Tan Lang: “Richard, don’t blame me… The chief said this matter must not be voluntarily told to you… Out of the one hundred and eight martial arts, all, except for ‘Blood Stopping Finger,’ are lethal moves… The chief said that if you learned them, you’d surely cause greater killings…because you are Po Yi…”
“Not again!” Liu Zhankan painfully covered his face. Why are all the Buddhist Giants so stubborn, always insisting he’s a demon rising from Po Yi’s sea of blood?
Whether this title is justified?
Though since the establishment of Feilengcui, there have been numerous killings and countless enemies defeated, was there ever a time Old Liu started trouble on his own accord?
Or is he supposed to wash his neck clean and wait for the blade when others attack, in order to be considered a good person? To fight back vigorously is to be a demon?