Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 91 Is this how you are supposed to use your true Qi?

Du Mu walked forward and thought at the same time, and his pace slowed down slightly.

When he returned to Kowloon Bay, the moon had disappeared and the sun was slowly peeking out over the coastline.

He looked in the direction of the sun, was silent for a long time, and then shook his head.

In fact, the six paths are just my own guess, which happens to correspond to certain knowledge from my previous life. There is actually no actual evidence, so there is no need to worry about it.

Let’s worry about more specific issues. The only real threat right now is the new round of Shura Blood.

I just don't know in what form it will erupt.

There are only two possibilities that Du Mu can think of at the moment. One is that it will spread gradually in the form of a plague and break out at a specific point.

But considering that during the time of Emperor Shun Taizu, he was able to suppress all the Shura blood by himself, its transmission method should not be as exaggerated as the plague, and it should still be through combat and blood exchange.

In addition, people affected by the Shura blood will become cruel and bloodthirsty, and are very easy to identify, and there is probably no incubation period.

The second type is naturally those who are affected by the blood of Shura and form an army, or have already raised all the Gu, with only the strongest Shura left to invade.

If it was really the second way of bursting out, the problem Du Mu would face would be much simpler.

That was a purely defensive battle.

Du Mu landed in the courtyard in the light of dawn and saw that only Lao Liu and a few others had woken up and started preparing breakfast, while others, including Banner, were still asleep.

Seeing that nothing unusual happened in the courtyard tonight, his attention shifted to the courtyard two streets away.

After all, there is a person there who carries the blood of Shura.

Now that he knew what this thing was, Du Mu would never allow it to move freely.

Otherwise, what if when he went to Gotham to purchase supplies, the other party lost control and started to go out of control in the town?

These Japanese people also woke up at this moment and started to busy themselves with their own affairs.

Their yard was rented. Except for the young man affected by the Shura's blood and his young master, the rest were old, weak, sick and disabled, but they worked efficiently.

The only Japanese youth in the yard who could be considered capable of fighting was still in a deep sleep, and everyone in the yard moved very carefully for fear of waking him up.

The young master was standing in the yard at this moment, holding a book bought at the market, reading it with difficulty and reciting in a low voice with an awkward voice.

He should be learning Chinese.

Du Mu thought about it and decided to enter through the main gate this time.

After all, they can be considered victims of Shura's Blood. They have been behaving well since coming to Kowloon Bay and have not caused any trouble.

Moreover, after facing the Western Barbarians, they should also realize the seriousness of the Shura Blood issue. If they can obediently wait for arrangements, Du Mu will not be willing to make things difficult for them.

So he walked out of the martial arts hall and headed towards the courtyard rented by the Japanese.

Along the way, breakfast shops were set up on the street, with steam rising from their stalls to dispel the chill of the autumn morning.

Many sharp-eyed people saw Du Mu and immediately greeted him excitedly.

However, they had no experience facing someone of Du Mu's status, so they could only smile and wave their hands, shouting, "Master Du!" Then they became so nervous that they didn't know what to say.

If they were officials, they would not dare to respond. If they were wealthy businessmen, they would greet them warmly with a smile on their faces and say a few auspicious words.

But Du Mu's identity is somewhat special. As the owner of a martial arts school, everyone admired his righteous deeds. But now as Master Du who slays demons and monsters, people's admiration is mixed with some distant reverence and some fear of facing a god.

Du Mu had things to do now, so he just smiled and nodded to the people who greeted him, walked through the busy morning market, and came to the courtyard rented by the Japanese.

He knocked gently on the door, and the young Japanese master looked up in confusion in the yard, wondering who would come to visit him in such an unfamiliar place.

Since there was no one he knew around, the person who came to look for him was probably a local administrator such as an official. The young master did not dare to neglect him. He quickly tidied his appearance and trotted over to open the door.

After opening the door, the young master saw a slender man in his twenties. He was stunned for a moment, then said in awkward Chinese: "Excuse me, who are you..."

This was the first time that Du Mu saw the appearance of the young Japanese master.

He was very small, perhaps less than 1.1 meters tall, dressed simply and looked quite delicate.

Or maybe they are too delicate. This may be because they have not yet reached puberty and have not developed secondary sexual characteristics, so they look a bit like girls.

The other person was wearing a long gown. Although it did not seem to have any complicated embroidery, it was well-cut and fit him perfectly.

Du Mu lowered his eyes and looked at the young man, and said, "Your followers were affected by Shura's blood. You should know about this, right? Why didn't you report it to the authorities?"

The young master's expression changed, he stood up straight in fear, and then bowed and apologized: "Shen し訳ありません!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had subconsciously spoken Japanese. He quickly bowed again and said in awkward Chinese: "I'm sorry! I'm very sorry! But, but my warriors can suppress the influence of that blood. If it causes trouble to you, I...we will leave your place now!"

Du Mu raised his head and noticed that the young man in the room was awakened.

An uncontrollable murderous aura suddenly burst out from him, like a ball of burning blood flame.

Du Mu's eyes moved slightly. He didn't expect that the other party's evil spirit would be so obvious when he didn't suppress it.

From his previous perception, this young man was already covered in a bloody aura. Although Du Mu heard the words "suppress" at that time, he did not expect that the difference between suppressing and not suppressing would be so great.

Of course, the strength is still average...

The young master seemed to sense something and looked back into the house. After a moment of panic, he suddenly calmed down.

He bowed to Du Mu again, speaking Chinese more fluently this time: "We are so sorry, we will leave immediately, please give us some time to prepare."

After saying that, he hurried into the house without even closing the door.

Du Mu looked at the other person's back and followed him into the courtyard, but he did not follow the other person into the inner courtyard. He just used his senses to pay attention to the development of the situation.

He wanted to see whether the Japanese, whose blood energy had already been aroused, could suppress this blood flame again beside his young master.

If not...

Then the other party's status is just that of an out-of-control beast.

The young master ran back into the room in a panic. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his warrior smashing the locked long cabinet with one punch, and the back of his hand was bleeding from the wood chips of the cabinet.

But he didn't care. He reached into the damaged area and pulled out a Japanese sword that was also locked.

The young master said in a deep voice: "Zengzhanghara Shiro! Stop!"

The man known as the Battlefield Shiro stopped holding the Japanese sword in mid-air.

He turned his head stiffly and with difficulty, the whites of his eyes already stained with blood red.

Seeing this, the young master was extremely anxious and said in a deep voice: "Samurai! Don't you even recognize the lord you are loyal to, the current head of the Tachibana family, Tachibana Asana?"

Seeing that Senjougahara Shiro stopped moving but did not respond further, Tachibana Asama strode forward and said sternly, "What are you doing with the knife? Are you trying to kill me?"

Seeing the young master's anxious and serious expression, and hearing his urgent words, Senjougahara Shiro's pupils, which had originally been filled with bloodshot, finally gradually became clear again.

Senjougahara Shiro looked at the Japanese sword in his hand, put it down immediately, turned around, knelt on one knee to salute the young master, bowed his head and said: "I'm sorry, Master Tachibana, I lost control again."

The young master named Tachibana Asana breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was still willing to listen to him.

He took a step forward, put his hand on Shiro Senjougahara's shoulder, and whispered to comfort him: "Did you have another nightmare about turning into Shura? It's okay, we have escaped."

Zhanjohara Shiro lowered his head and did not answer, but Du Mu could feel that the murderous aura in him was suppressed again.

Du Mu was slightly stunned. Is it so easy to suppress the blood of Shura?

It seems that Tachibana Asama didn't do anything, he just reminded the other party of his identity.

'Loyal lord'?

Since the other person is able to suppress his impulses, treat him as a patient.

At this time, other old and weak Japanese were also standing in the courtyard, looking at the inner courtyard worriedly and whispering.

Some people were still stealing glances at Du Mu, but knowing they couldn't communicate in the same language, they didn't dare to approach and talk to him.

Du Mu raised his hand, and all the blood that had flowed out from Shi Lang's smashed wooden box slowly floated up, flew out from the inner courtyard, and came to him, hovering quietly.

When the blood started to move, Shiro immediately stood in front of Tachibana Asama. Tachibana Asama's face changed and he shouted, "Not good!"

He almost wanted to rush out to stop the flying blood, but Shilang protected him firmly behind him, making it impossible for him to cross his back.

Tachibana Asama said anxiously: "Shiro! Stop your blood! You must not let this blood explode here!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Lang immediately rushed out and followed the blood to the yard.

When he saw the blood floating quietly in the air, he was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reached out his hand to collect the blood.

Du Mu didn't move at all, and Shi Lang's body froze in mid-air.

His whole body remained leaning forward, with only his toes touching the ground behind him, but he was unable to move forward or fall.

The phantom of the spiritual entity constructed with magic power, in an elusive form, tightly binds Shilang.

No matter how hard the opponent tries, it is difficult to break free.

When Tachibana Asama came out, this was the scene he saw and he was immediately stunned.

Only when he found that the blood stayed in mid-air and did not come into contact with anyone did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He walked quickly to Du Mu, quietly blocked Shi Lang, bowed again, and said earnestly: "I am very sorry! I neglected the distinguished guest and caused such a commotion."

"But please allow me to explain. My warrior did not intend to attack you, but obeyed my orders to take back the blood of Shura. Please do not blame him, Immortal. All this is due to my incompetence!"

"We didn't intend to hide the blood of Shura at first, but we couldn't communicate clearly due to the language barrier... But we have also sealed Shi Lang's sword, so he won't have a chance to attack!"

Because Tachibana Asama spoke in a hurry, many of his words were a mixture of Chinese and Japanese.

Among the people present, in fact, only Du Mu could understand what he was saying. If the others were Shun people or Japanese, they would think that the other party was talking nonsense.

Not only that, Du Mu could also use the other party's constant anxiety to supplement some information errors that the other party himself was not aware of.

For example, the blood of Shura. In Tachibana Asana's opinion, the biggest trouble that this blood could cause is that Hara Shiro would suddenly start killing people indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend and foe on the battlefield before him.

After all, Tachibana Asama is just an ordinary person, and his understanding of Shura's blood comes only from his own experience.

From his perspective, the huge red ship invaded, but only Senjougahara Shiro was affected by the Shura's blood, while the rest of the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians of the Great Eight States all died under the knives and guns.

From this, it seems that the other party has indeed made a lot of efforts to restrict Shiro. Even the knife is firmly bound with an iron chain and is not allowed to be pulled out. This can be regarded as an effort made for the safety of the surrounding residents.

Du Mu asked Tachibana Asama directly in Japanese: "You warned the people here before that the red barbarians might invade the coast at any time. How sure are you about this?"

Tachibana Asama was completely stunned. This was the first time he heard Shun people speak Japanese since he came to Shun Country. He never expected that Du Mu would suddenly bring up this topic.

However, this topic is very good. In fact, it is also the information that Tachibana Asama has been holding in his heart and wants to pass on to the Shuncho government.

This is also the reason why he has been studying Chinese all night long for the past two days. Although those black-haired Western barbarians also understand a little Japanese, it is really limited. After translation by both hands, the information is seriously distorted.

Tachibana Asama had just spoken a lot of nonsense and was already beginning to despair in his heart. He felt that his clumsy words might be difficult for the other party to understand, but he did not expect that the communication seemed to be incredibly smooth.

The panic and despair of not being able to communicate in the same language suddenly disappeared like the tide. After all, Tachibana Asama was still a child, even in the transition stage between childhood and adolescence. When his emotions came up, he almost cried because of his nose getting sore.

Fortunately, the turbulent life gave him training, allowing Tachibana Asama to become more mature than an ordinary child.

He immediately calmed down, bowed slightly, and answered seriously in Japanese: "I am 90% sure."

"The Red Barbarians' ship clearly came from the south, but it stopped at the southwest coast of the Great Eight States and invaded from the southwest. They went through almost the entire Great Eight States and attacked Lujun Island, which has the most stringent defenses and military strength. This is not in line with common sense."

"And when we escaped, we could see that they were constantly preparing supplies. It's clear that the Great Eight States is not their last stop in the ocean."

"I guess they didn't plan to completely occupy the Great Eight States from the beginning, and they didn't want to waste time to penetrate the entire Great Eight States. They just chose a location closest to Shun State, captured it as a stronghold, and prepared to gather their troops and get ready to go."

Tachibana Asama repeated in one breath what he had said when he first came to Dashun.

However, after being translated by the Western barbarians, these contents meant that the Red Barbarians had conquered Japan and might also invade Dashun, so the government had to be more careful.

Du Mu couldn't help but sigh softly. He had told Zhao Yuanhai before that as a man of the world, there was no need to worry about these things.

But unexpectedly, the people who came were not aliens, but the alien Blood Cross.

If you don't take care of it yourself, no one can.

Du Mu suddenly remembered the relaxed look on Dumbledore's face after he killed Voldemort.

Damn it. If I don’t care, I wish there could be another Shun Taizu.

These complaints occupied less than one percent of Du Mu's mind, and the rest of his brain power was spent on thinking about the next situation.

First of all, Du Mu was not sure how many red barbarians were coming to invade, so it would be useless even if he asked Tachibana Asama.

Because the Red Barbarians are likely to recruit other Japanese into their team, they may also kill each other like raising Gu, and cultivate a few Shuras with strong individual strength.

Unless the enemy's army really appears on the horizon, or Du Mu goes to Japan for reconnaissance alone on a flying sword, it is impossible to find the answer based on the existing intelligence.

Du Mu looked at Tachibana Asama's serious expression and nodded to him, "Thank you for your information, Master Tachibana."

Tachibana Asama was stunned and felt a little overwhelmed by Du Mu's respect, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

But Du Mu really admired this young man. He was obviously not a reborn person, but he was able to rely on his only capable subordinate to gather a broken team and escape from the cruel battlefield in the process of his country's destruction and his family's ruin.

Even if it was just running away, it would be very difficult for a child of this age. Du Mu couldn't expect the other party to fight with the Shuras.

Du Mu looked at Senjougahara Shiro. Perhaps it was because Du Mu and Tachibana Asana had a relatively friendly relationship. Although he had a hint of evil spirit leaking out when he was tied up at the beginning, he now returned to normal and was just constantly trying to break free.

Du Mu hesitated for a moment, not sure how to deal with the other party.

Imprisoned in a martial arts gym? There was no point. It was only two streets away. If he was here, he could just as easily suppress him. But if he went to another world, he would be a time bomb that could burn the children in the side yard.

Imprisoned in another world? Like Gotham, like Hogwarts?
I always feel that this is extremely irresponsible. If it is just an ordinary irrational monster, it would not matter, but the opponent's blood is likely to be contaminated. If something goes wrong, do I have to face the Shura chaos of two worlds?

Kill him directly? It sounds like a good idea, but Du Mu still remembers what Luo Zu said. It seems that the person who killed Shura will also be affected, but it is hard to say what the impact will be.

Finally, Du Mu looked at Tachibana Asama and said, "You guys should not stay in the town any longer. I will send someone to take you out of the town and find a secluded place to live."

When Tachibana Asama heard this, a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Immortal! I will keep a close eye on my subordinates and will never let them get out of control!"

Du Mu didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, Tachibana Asama understood what he meant.

It seems that this child is indeed clear-headed.

Tachibana Asama was naturally extremely happy, because this adult who seemed to have almost immortal powers was actually willing to make arrangements for him and others.

Leaving the town is naturally to prevent Hara Shiro from losing control on the battlefield and affecting the surrounding townspeople. Thinking of this, the goodwill of this adult is self-evident.

To some people who pursue independence and power, this may seem more like a threat and imprisonment, but to Tachibana Asama, it finally freed him from the state of being a headless fly and gave him a backbone again.

At the same time, Du Mu also secretly cast a few spells on Yuan Shilang on the battlefield. If the opponent really lost control, he would have to be killed. At that time, the only ones who would suffer would be the Japanese in the same courtyard.

After arranging these people, Du Mu placed the blood of Zhanjohara Shiro in a glass tube and sealed it.

Next he will go to Gotham to let Bruce analyze the composition of the blood, and also purchase a lot of supplies.

But before Du Mu stepped into the door of the martial arts hall, another red figure squeezed in first.

It's Peter Parker in his Spider-Man costume.

This suit is much more fitted than the original sportswear, made of the spandex material used in bicycle racer uniforms. The anti-glare goggles were removed and sewn on to the eyes, keeping them completely stable and with a wide field of vision.

The moment Peter came in, he took off his hood and smiled.

"Master! Your Qi is really useful. I never leaked it while delivering food again! I finally have a stable income!"

Du Mu: “?”

For Spider-Man, the most surprising use of the Qi, a strength-enhancing technique, is not being able to defeat powerful enemies that he had been unable to defeat in the past, not being able to save more citizens in danger, and not mastering a new technology tree by studying it.

But the takeaway food won’t spill, so can you deliver the takeaway while swinging on the spider web?
Is this how you are supposed to use Qi?

Sorry, I have something to do during the day + card
The second chapter is still being written, please read it tomorrow, it may be after 12 o'clock.

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