Black Tiger Village, with bright bonfires at night.
Many bandits gathered together to eat and drink. Wang Zong pretended to be too drunk, so he lay aside and slept, but in fact he was collecting all kinds of information.
After these bandits got drunk, they dared to say anything and talk nonsense. Gradually, he collected a lot of useful information.
For example, the name of the leader of Black Tiger Village is Cheng Tianzao, and the bandits call him Boss Cheng. He is almost three meters tall, has dark skin, and looks like a Black King Kong.
It is worth mentioning that the word "zao" seems to have a different meaning in this world. It is a black strange beast. Not only is it indestructible, but its body is also electrified.
Wang Zong didn't know the characters in this world, nor did he understand the meaning of the characters in this world, so he didn't get any more information from the name.
However, he could see that there were different levels of bandits in the entire village.
He happens to be the lowest-level bandit, a fringe figure among the bandits. If he continues to investigate, he may not gain much, but it will waste a lot of time.
"I have two choices now. One is to kill all these bandits, and the other is to take these bandits for my own use. But the village leader doesn't know if he has any special abilities. If he does, with my body, I’m afraid it’s a bit dangerous.”
As a physical cultivator, Wang Zong also has demon blood to broaden his horizons. Even if he becomes an ordinary person, he is confident that he can defeat one against a hundred.
On the previous level, he was unable to exert his full strength due to his body shape, but now that he is in human form, he can perfectly display his martial arts expertise. These people are really not enough to kill him.
The only person he was afraid of was the leader of the village, who was known as the Great Demon. He seemed to be quite powerful and difficult to deal with.
"Phew, my mind is affected by the desire to win or lose."
"Calm down, Wang Zong!"
Wang Zong took a deep breath and forced himself to return to his original state of mind. Then he slowly opened his eyes, picked up the wine and took a sip.
Playing the game according to the rules, how could he play better than Wu Ming? Using his skills within the rules was originally the specialty of Wu Ming.
And he should be trampling on the rules and doing extraordinary things with extraordinary people!
Since there is no way to get more information through observation and investigation, we might as well find a way out.
"Hahahaha, Xiao Wu, your ability to drink is too bad, that's why you drank..." The bandit next to him laughed when he saw Wang Zong woke up to drink again.
But he felt a little scared midway through his words. Wang Zong's eyes were wrong, they were too scary.
"It's such a terrible wine, such a smelly place. Sure enough... I don't want to bear it at all!" Wang Zong spat out the wine in his mouth, held the knife at his waist with one hand, and said lightly.
The bandit on the other side suddenly became unhappy. He put down the wine bowl in his hand and cursed, "Boy, what did you say? You know..."
Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed past, and the bandit's mouth cracked wider and wider, and finally his head was flushed open with blood.
"Dry!"
When a bandit saw this scene, he immediately threw down his wine bowl and drew his knife and rushed towards Wang Zong. However, before he could draw his knife, Wang Zong slashed his belly with the tip of the knife. His intestines leaked out of his stomach, and blood dripped for a while.
"Too weak, you are too weak!"
Wang Zong glanced at the bandits around him, his tone filled with disappointment.
The next moment, he looked at Cheng Tianzao, but Cheng Tianzao did not take action. Instead, he glanced at a confidant next to him, who immediately drew his sword and rushed towards Wang Zong.
So fast!
This bandit is obviously faster than other bandits, and he also has an unusual aura. It is obvious that he should be the half-demon that the bandit mentioned before.
However, these bandits don't have any skills, they just rely on their physical fitness.
Wang Zong easily saw through the bandit's movements, sided to avoid the bandit's knife, and then slashed the bandit's waist.
"Xiao Zhao San, there is something!"
The bandit jumped away in pain, glanced at the wound on his waist, and said with a sneer.
Wang Zong's expression did not change, but through the knife just now, he realized that the opponent's body was harder and his defense was higher than that of ordinary people.
If it were an ordinary person, his kidney would definitely be split into two with this knife.
With this kind of injury, even a ruthless person's combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and most people will lose their combat effectiveness on the spot.
But when the knife fell on the opponent's body, it only cut the skin and did not hurt the opponent's internal organs.
The next moment, the opponent launched another attack.
Wang Zong saw through the bandit's intention and dodged when the bandit struck with his sword. Then the bandit struck again with his backhand. This sword was the real attack, and the previous one was just a cover.
This kind of real and fake attacks combined with his far superior quality to ordinary people can often easily kill the target.
However, Wang Zong seemed to have eyes on his back. He moved forward again to avoid the attack of the knife. While dodging, the knife appeared inadvertently in the bandit's path like a snake venom. In an instant, the bandit's knife did not hit anyone.
Instead, he was stabbed in the arm for no apparent reason, causing blood to flow profusely.
Then, before he could react, Wang Zong launched an attack. When he saw Wang Zong raising the knife in his hand, he thought that Wang Zong was going to chop him, but in the end, the knife in his hand was raised, and three of his fingers were cut off due to his carelessness.
The moment the knife fell to the ground, Wang Zong pierced his throat with the knife. He widened his eyes and looked at Wang Zong's unwavering eyes, feeling terrified at this moment.
Thump thump thump.
The bandit covered his neck and stepped back several steps, and finally fell to the ground, his breath gradually weakening.
The bandits around him were immediately shocked. They all looked at Wang Zong and looked at Cheng Tianzao in confusion.
Cheng Tianzao's dark face was still expressionless. He took a big sip of wine and said with a smile: "You have some skills, Luo Zhongjing, come on."
"good!"
The bandit named Luo Zhongjing stood up, pulled out a gun, and walked straight towards Wang Zong.
Luo Zhongjing is almost two meters tall, has very long arms, and the weapon he uses is a spear. You can tell at a glance that Luo Zhongjing is not easy to mess with.
However, Wang Zong had already roughly understood the strength of this bandit in the village. He waved the knife in his hand, and the blood on the tip of the knife was thrown to the ground.
Luo Zhongjing laughed playfully and quickly attacked Wang Zong with her spear.
He is not the bandit just now, who relies solely on his physical strength to show off his ferocity, but he has a certain foundation in martial arts. The gun is fired quickly and steadily, and the gun is so dazzling that an ordinary person would be shot to death in an instant.
Wang Zong was not confused at all, and calmly watched the spear coming. He just used his knife to guide him slightly, and Luo Zhongjing's spear missed.
"No more fun!"
Wang Zong said lightly, and the next moment he stepped forward and approached Luo Zhongjing along the spear. When Luo Zhongjing realized that it was not good and wanted to retreat, a knife was instantly inserted into his forehead.
The knife...can still be used like this?
Luo Zhongjing's pupils slowly dilated. She never expected that Wang Zong would throw the knife out of his hand and use it as a flying knife.
This means that Wang Zong's sword is 100% sure to hit his vital point and kill him with one blow.