Start with the Soul Forge

Chapter 137 137. What do you think [strong and powerful] means?
The first day's lecture did not attract many people.

According to Mo Hao's observation, the people in this city are similar to those in Linzi. They have no hostility towards others, but they seem to care nothing about the outside world.

After Confucius gave lectures for three days, he gave up the idea of ​​recruiting more students.

"These people were awakened by the Fire just like me, but their consciousness and thinking are still in chaos."

After three days of observation, Confucius has determined that the people in the city are more like mechanical people than humans.

"They have consciousness, but not much, and cannot sustain themselves."

As he spoke, Confucius looked up at the sky and whispered, "It seems that being awakened by the [fire] is not a good thing. Except for a few people, the self-awareness and wisdom of others are probably becoming fuel for the [fire]."

After realizing that it was impossible for people in the city, or most people, to have a self, Confucius made another quick decision.

"Let's go and join Mozi and find a way to kill the tyrant."

Confucius was a man of action, or in other words, he was a wise man who was able to travel around the countries and promote his teachings during that extremely chaotic period. Being action-oriented is just the most basic manifestation of his character.

Since the teacher has spoken, Mo Hao and Su Zhilan naturally have no objections. In fact, because of the job transfer task, Mo Hao will not refute it.

After all, to recast the King's Fire, the help of [Zi] is needed, and one of the Nine Cauldrons is also needed.

The three of them went straight to the border of the area, and after a slight dizziness, the scene changed again.

He didn't know if it was because he had experienced so many scene changes, but Mo Hao felt that his dizziness symptoms had improved a lot.

The feeling of dizziness had just disappeared when Mo Hao subconsciously grabbed Su Zhilan beside him and pulled her towards him, then raised his leg and kicked the long knife into pieces.

At the same time, his legs and feet were like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, slightly retracted and then kicked out again, hitting the attacker's head.

Instantly, the clear and distinct sound of the skull cracking was heard by everyone present.

"We have lots of ideas, let's work together!"

A large number of enemies have surrounded them, and a rough calculation shows that there are about two hundred of them.

The enemies were wearing armor, and the weapons flashing with cold light were definitely not from this era.

That was not bronze, but iron, or even made of steel.

This is not something that should appear here, and the technology of this era cannot produce it on a large scale.

Then it is not difficult to guess the source of these weapons. Only an existence that does not belong to this world can provide these things.

The answer appeared in his mind almost instantly: Doomsday Society.

Apart from them, Mo Hao couldn't think of anyone else who would provide high-quality weapons to the people in Taixu.

They will cooperate with Doomsday!
The moment he realized this, Mo Hao suddenly jumped up, and like a violent tiger, he tore the two armored enemies into pieces with his bare hands in an instant.

Shattering armor and corpses with bare hands, under the effect of the full-level [Soul Furnace], the corpses quickly turned into ashes, leaving no residue behind.

As if frightened by Mo Hao's sudden killing with his bare hands, the enemies surrounding them couldn't help but pause.

In just this brief pause, Su Zhilan and Confucius' counterattack had already arrived.

The two flying swords, one for protection, and the bronze sword snatched from Duke Kang of Qi ignored the protection of the iron armor and easily left fatal wounds on the enemies, even cutting off the heads of several enemies with one strike.

Even though he was the last monarch, the bronze sword in the hand of Duke Kang of Qi was not comparable to ordinary weapons. Under Su Zhilan's control, this bronze sword had the sharpness to easily tear through alloy.

On the other side, Confucius also realized that he was surrounded by enemies.

This situation was not unfamiliar to the founder of Confucianism, who once led his disciples on study tours, gave lectures in various countries, and promoted his own doctrines in front of monarchs of various countries.

Whether it was encountering bandits in the wild, or being chased and killed because of his teachings, this was not the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Even have extremely rich experience in dealing with it.

There was no verbal communication at all, because he knew that verbal communication would be completely useless once one side had already resorted to violence.

If both parties want to sit down and communicate calmly, they must use absolute violence to make the enemy realize that more people will die if they pick up a knife, and it will be more tragic.

It will be a miserable death, an extremely miserable death, inhumane!
Confucius just raised his hand and raised his clenched right fist. Under the wide robe, his strong body had begun to release its due strength.

"kill!!!!"

A man wearing heavy armor and looking like a leader planned to take action and try to kill one of the three to establish his authority and thus undermine the enemy's fighting spirit.

But he picked the wrong opponent.

There was no time to react at all, the eyes couldn't even catch the other person's whereabouts, and even the brain didn't know what was happening.

The leader could only watch as the knife he had chopped out broke into pieces inch by inch. After the knife was completely shattered, it was his hand's turn, and then it spread to his entire body.

Finally, the whole person turned into countless pieces and shot out in all directions.

The fragments carried incredible penetrating power, capable of penetrating trees, rocks, armor, and even people.

Nothing could stop the flying fragments. The fragments that exploded within a ten-foot radius directly penetrated any foolish creature that dared to stand in its way.

With one strike, the combat effectiveness of dozens of enemies in the surrounding area was completely destroyed, and half of them were pierced through vital parts and were on the verge of death.

All this was caused by just a single punch from Confucius.

"You really...look down on me."

Thinking of that leader-like guy trying to use him to establish his authority, Confucius couldn't help but shake his head.

Archery and charioteering among the six arts of Confucianism are prepared for dealing with such situations.

Even Confucius himself had led his disciples to suppress bandits more than once, and his achievements were even better than those of some regular armies.

In another direction, Mo Hao transformed into a blood-colored whirlwind. Anyone caught by this whirlwind would have the only trace left in this world being his armor that had turned into pieces on the ground.

It couldn't even be called debris; it was just steel particles scattered on the ground.

Without the existence of corpses, a maximum-level [Soul Furnace] would not waste [resources] like this.

He rushed directly into the crowd and killed anyone he saw, while at the same time paying attention to who was commanding the team.

After many battles, Mo Hao has gained some experience in facing situations where one is against many.

It's actually quite simple:
Fight your way in, find the person in command, kill him, and then fight your way out.

Usually at this time, the opponent's morale has hit rock bottom.

It doesn’t matter if you haven’t reached rock bottom.

Go back and kill it once more, or even several times.

If the enemy's morale does not drop, then just kill all the soldiers and artificially lower the morale to zero.

Zero multiplied by any number is always zero.

Without soldiers, morale means nothing.

Thanks to [Floating Duckweed] and [Blurred Vision] for the reward
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(End of this chapter)