Chapter 37

In Chen Ang's hands, a short piece of light blade is like a deadly ray of light. It always silently appears on the key of the sand people. Often before they have time to see the white blade jumping with sparks, they hear the buzzing sound of the sword coming from under their neck, and then a trembling electric shock makes them fall into the dark forever.

In Anakin's eyes, the attack of the sand people was as fierce as a strong wind and sandstorm. The alloy rods in their hands were enough to smash the skull of the bansha beast, and the plasma and toxins on the alloy rods were enough to kill a kraytron. But the robbers killed in the bloody storm could do nothing about the man with the sword in front of him.

In his hands, the light blade is like a living snake, walking between the blades and sticks waved by the sand people. Every jump makes the sand people's agile body look clumsy and full of flaws.

The sword light quickly pierced their flaws and easily took away the lives of one sand man after another.

Soon, the sand people noticed one fallen companion after another. Their hoarse wails and shrill voices spread for decades. Even though the sand people were fierce, they were also flesh and blood after all. They would be afraid of this fearless death and soon dispersed.

Chen ang chased their back and assassinated three sand people. He saw more than a dozen sand people turn over to the sand animals and escape in a panic. When they left, they were only one-third of the original number. The remaining bansha animals, who lost their master, were confused and wailing in place, hovering in front of their former master.

"Teacher, the sand people are hard to deal with!" Anakin hurriedly climbed down from the silver plate and looked at the sand people lying dead seriously. "They will remember the people who killed their kind. Once you are found on the wasteland, the large sand tribes on the wasteland will launch and participate in the siege. They will regard you as their mortal enemy."

"Mortal enemy? Then let them regard me as a natural enemy!" Chen ang patted his head carelessly. "No matter how the sand people choose, they are left with only two simple options, survival or death!"

"We don't have to make a choice. The weak is the one to consider."

Anakin raised his head in surprise and looked at Chen ang.

"Anakin, as my disciple, the most important thing is to stick to my principles, do what you think you should do, and bear the consequences. I chose to be patient because I couldn't bear the consequences of doing so, because I didn't have the strength to protect you at that time."

"A principle without power is a pale promise. A power without principle is a blade held upside down. This is the spirit of chivalry. It is free and sticks to the bottom line at the same time."

Chen ang pointed to the corpse on the ground and asked him, "now tell me, what is your principle?"

Anakin looked at the blood around him and thought for a long time, "the sand people are bandits in the wilderness. Many families are broken because of them. When he attacked the teacher, I wanted to kill them and thought I should kill them, but I can't kill people who have no resistance. I think what I can insist on is probably prudence."

"Well said, Anakin! You should always remember today's words. When you face the temptation of darkness, you should remember and treat killing carefully. Xia's spirit is free, but it should always be the same to bear the consequences and responsibilities of your actions and stick to your inner principles."

Chen ang waved the silver plate and stepped under his feet, "well, now the sand people should think they have dumped us. According to Tatooine's rules, we should receive the booty!"

The red electronic eye flickered slightly. In the projected light screen, several blue light spots stayed in a hidden position on the map. There was a slight shock at the foot and the silver disc was emitted.

Anakin bowed his head and was silent for a while. Suddenly he looked up and asked, "teacher, are you Xia?"

Chen ang looked at the distance of the desert and didn't answer. Only the sound of their clothes hunting in the wind could be heard on the silver plate. Anakin thought he had said something wrong. When he hesitated to apologize to Chen ang, Chen ang suddenly opened his mouth.

"I am. There is a part of me that belongs to the spirit of chivalry."

"What about the other part?" Anakin asked curiously.

"The other part should be the spirit of immortals! Be carefree, seek from top to bottom, adhere to yourself and grasp your heart. Xia is a person and immortals is a road..."

"Just like the Jedi?" Anakin read, holding the handle of the light blade. "No passion; calm the mind. Don't follow ignorance; obey true knowledge. Don't indulge in lust, be quiet and clear. There is no destruction, only the force."

He suddenly put down the light blade and looked at Chen ang with sparkling eyes. "Teacher, I want to be an immortal Xia. I prefer its creed and feel free."

"Ha ha! It's different! You'd better be your Jedi warrior honestly!" Chen ang laughed. "I'm just a seeker, but I just see the road ahead. When I really understand it, I'll come back and tell you and ask your choice!"

While talking, a huge Canyon can be seen in front. It runs through the rock plateau in front like an ugly crack. The silver plate quickly sneaks into the canyon next to the cliff. In the distance, a vague Silver Shadow shines in the sun.

"What's that?" Anakin built a shed curiously, narrowed his eyes and stared at the silver dot. With the rapid approach of the silver plate, the silver dot was constantly widening, and a vague shadow could be seen in a moment.

"It's a spaceship! A large Spaceship!" Anakin shouted excitedly. He pointed to the flat silver shadow in the distance. Excited, Chen ang adjusted his direction and flew to the spaceship quickly from a more hidden angle.

When he could get in, Chen ang found that it was an abandoned spacecraft. It should have been in an accident. The huge impact scar on the starboard proved this. The blue dots in the radar flicker at the position of the spacecraft. From the sky, you can see several sand people's tents outside the spacecraft, and some sand people go in and out of the spacecraft.

It seems that which ship was unfortunately killed was used as a stronghold by the sand people.

Chen ang certainly wouldn't miss such a big piece of fat in front of him. As soon as the silver plate flashed, it slid directly below the ship. Several sand people were resting there. Seeing Chen ang, they picked up weapons in panic. Chen ang can even see the blood on those weapons belonging to the battle just now.

The leading sand man roared and said in the common language of Tatooine: "foreigners, leave here! Otherwise, die!" dozens of sand people gathered behind him and stared at Chen ang with extremely resentful eyes.

Some sand people who had not experienced the battle began to be ready to move.

Chen ang pulled out the handle and hissed gently. The blazing light blade stuck out his head, "sand man, leave my booty, or die!"

Before the words fell, several sand people couldn't bear it and rushed up with a roar. The remaining sand people hesitated and followed up. This time, there are more sand people. First, be the leader of the sand people, holding an alloy stick at least twice as heavy as the ordinary sand people, and make the sound of breaking the air.

The fierce and ferocious head of the random blade staff, flashing a blue lightning, with a strong and incomparable strength, directly hit Chen Ang's spirit. Behind him, several alloy rods with prominent blades came out of the sand man's hands and split at Chen ang.

Chen Ang's lightsaber in the palm of his hand turned and held the handle with his backhand. His body suddenly rushed out into a streamer and rushed into the sand man. His body twisted into a strange shape and shrunk into a small group to avoid the first wave of attack.

The body suddenly collapsed like a spring. The light blade stuck to the body and drew a strange arc. The light blade stuck to the sand man. Every time it flickered, a sand man robber would fall.

Chen Ang's footsteps suddenly staggered with a complex change. As soon as he turned over, he came to the back of the sand man leader from the front. Then the light blade stabbed out and easily disappeared into his spine. Then the light blade turned around, allowing the fluctuating high-energy particle beam to completely destroy his nervous system.

A plop.

The body of the sand man leader fell down.

Chen ang floated his body and stood in front of him. He immediately felt the vibration of the body on his hand. Dozens of shrapnel beat the sand man leader into a pool of mud, but Chen ang had already walked behind them and gently wiped the light blade in his hand.

Before they could react, their heads hung down heavily, revealing half of the back of their heads. Their bodies shook twice and fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Ang's reaction was to bully the sand people too much. He turned the light blade in his hand, calmly calculated the key points of the sand people, and killed them one by one with the minimum range. Every flash of light was always accompanied by the sound of his body falling down.

Soon, the sand tribe couldn't support it.

Several sand people in shabby clothes rushed up like life and entangled Chen ang. The remaining sand people scattered in a hurry. They only had time to carry some food on their backs and left here in a panic.