Chapter 3623 The Tian Family Is Ruthless

As an adventurer, I have always prided myself on being diligent, but I never thought that one day I would sleep from morning to night without interruption. This feeling of letting myself go and sleeping to my heart's content is simply too extravagant, too decadent, and too satisfying.

After having a free dinner at the palace, I walked out of the palace and randomly found a hotel to rest.

Some people may be curious, since Simmons Locke is my uncle and he has allowed me to stay in the palace, why do I need to find a hotel to spend the night outside?

The reason is very simple. The palace is the home of the monarch. Those who can stay overnight in the palace include the monarch's wife, the maids who may become the monarch's wife, and the guards who protect the monarch and his wife, as well as a group of underage princes and princesses.

Even if the prince reaches adulthood, he will be expelled from the palace as soon as possible and live in the built prince's mansion.

I am not the prince of York and Han, and I have no blood relationship with Simmons Locke. I have even fought as an enemy.

Based on the above points, I have no reason to spend the night in the palace, and even if I find a reason, it is best to decline Simmons Locke's kindness. This has nothing to do with etiquette, but favor.

Only those idiots with a shockingly low emotional intelligence would take other people's politeness seriously.

After wandering for half a night, I found that the more I wandered, the more energetic I became, so I quickly found a hotel, paid, entered the room, locked the door, and lay on the bed, preparing for sleepiness.

I know that if I don't sleep anymore, I will definitely be sleepless all night.

After brewing for half a night, I finally fell asleep. However, when there was a slight disturbance outside, I suddenly woke up again.

So, I stayed half asleep until dawn.

Seeing that it was getting dark, I couldn't help but sigh, took a shower, changed my clothes, got up and left.

Arriving at the palace, Simmons Locke had already changed his clothes and was doing morning exercises in the courtyard.

This is the first time I have seen this old man take action.

I used to think that he was also a ghost swordsman, but now that I saw him, it suddenly dawned on me that he was not a ghost swordsman, but a fighter, and each of these moves seemed familiar to me. I thought, a flash of inspiration occurred - isn't this Sanda!

I have played against Sanda before, and I learned about similar professions at the Adventurer Base. I know that Sanda is a profession that only seems to be about running around and fighting randomly, but between these seemingly unstructured moves, there is something hidden. With great power.

Different from the female Sanda that I have played against, which is very organized and even meticulous, with both offensive and defensive moves, the male Sanda seems to focus more on attack. Every move, every style, every punch, every kick of his is In order to defeat the enemy to death as much as possible.

It is no exaggeration to say that on the battlefield, male Sanda is a ruthless killing machine.

After watching quietly for about half an hour, Simmons Locke's movements finally calmed down. After taking a long breath, a waiter immediately brought a towel.

While wiping his sweat, Simmons Locke looked at me and said with a smile, "You came so early?"

"Yeah," I nodded, "I can't wait to dig the grave."

"Haha, if the descendants of the royal family of the Peruvian Empire heard what you said, they would want to tear you alive."

"If they have the ability," I smiled back and said, "Just come."

Simmons Locke burst out laughing, then waved to me and said, "Do you want to spar with me?"

I hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can't we wait until we come back from looking for things?"

"Anyway, those experts still need to prepare for a long time before they arrive. How about taking advantage of this time to have a discussion and kill this boring waiting time?"

Being invited by Simmons Locke for the second time, I had no reason to refuse, so I accepted.

When I came to the martial arts arena, I put the Odachi aside and took the stage with only Xilan's demon sword.

On the other side, Simmons Locke also wore specially made high-grade stainless steel gloves.

The gloves start from the first joint of the fingers and continue to protect the wrists, and the rings at each joint are very flexible and do not affect the activities of the fingers and wrists at all.

When Simmons Locke walked onto the martial arts stage, he shook his wrist and stretched his fingers. After a soft clicking sound, he put on a common starting posture, ready to fight.

I nodded slightly, took out the sword from its sheath, and casually pointed the demon sword to the ground, indicating that the battle was ready.

The fist is like a torrential wave, fierce and domineering, but also carries an overwhelming and majestic momentum.

In contrast, there is my cold and treacherous murderous intention, as well as the lingering violence contained in the killing intention.

The sword was like a shadow, and the blade was like light. In the blink of an eye, he was standing on Simmons Locke's fist.

Locke snorted softly, and his fist force was so strong that he actually wanted to defeat my murderous intention!

How could I let him get what he wanted? I concentrated all my strength, exerted force on my wrist, increased my strength again, and struck down suddenly.

when!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly spread out, echoing in the martial arts arena.

At the same time, Simmons Locke and I also took a few steps back.

Simmons Locke took three steps back, I took six steps back.

After just one confrontation, I had a rough idea of ​​Simmons Locke's strength, and he had already reached the level of upper-level national strength.

That is, so far, the peak level of strength that humans in the legendary heroic period can reach.

It really horrifies me that a monarch can practice his martial arts to such an extent even though he usually worries about state affairs.

Steadying my steps, I smiled bitterly and said, "If you had tried to capture me that time, there would be absolutely no chance of me escaping."

"Huh?" Simmons Locke was startled when he heard this, and then smiled: "You are my nephew and grandson-in-law. I don't have to do that. However, if you didn't come forward to protect Bai Yunying at that time, or wanted to use the country to If you ask me for Bai Yunying under pressure, I might capture you so that you know the consequences of giving up Bai Yunying."

"Even so," I asked again, "Why would you agree to my unreasonable request?"

"Do you know that your request was rude?" Simmons Locke smiled with some relief, then waved his hand and said, "I can't let my great-niece think that I, my great-uncle, don't take her seriously, right? , and we can’t let her think that I’m making things difficult for you. If just a little resource can solve these troublesome problems, why should I choose to refuse and try my best to please my great-niece in the future?”

"Your doting on Bai Yunying makes me jealous."

"Everyone in York and Seoul knows this. Otherwise, why do you think that little guy can sit firmly in the position of president of the Silver Wings Guild? Until now, no one has dared to propose her removal?"

"What?" I asked in surprise: "Bai Yunying is also the president of Silver Wings Guild now?"

"Are you surprised?" Simmons Locke snorted and said, "Do you really think that the Tian family must be ruthless?"