Sister, stay away from me!

Chapter 270 Please Take Me As Your Disciple
Changchun City is also an ancient city with a long history, which can be seen from its city walls.

The city wall surrounding the city is about ten feet high, with a wide moat outside and a pontoon bridge for people to enter and exit.

The seemingly majestic city wall is covered with various patches like a beggar's clothes, which makes people feel that this place is not peaceful.

You need to pay money to enter the city, and jewelry crystals can be used as currency, but most tribes don't have this kind of thing, so the most commonly used transaction currency here is life.

human life.

Because of the cold winter, some people who did not have enough food to survive the winter had to bring out their own tribesmen to buy food with their lives.

Grain in cold winter is more expensive, and a healthy ethnic group can only exchange for [-] catties of grain.

Even if there is enough food, how to transport it back is a troublesome thing. There will be constant attacks by wild people on the road, and other tribes will also notice these tribes that have lost a large number of ethnic groups. What awaits them is likely to be a catastrophe.

The people who were selected as currency didn't show any expression, they just accepted their fate calmly and were taken to other tribes.

Looking at the small market outside, Wang Huai suddenly felt a little heartache, but he could only shake his head and follow the three warriors into Everspring City.

The spar obtained from the bear can be used as the cost of entering the city. After checking the fineness of the spar, the female guard guarding the city weighed the spar and asked: "The fineness is good, it is worth twenty lives. Kill this murderous man." The beast took a lot of human lives, right?"

"No, he did it!" A warrior proudly puffed out his chest, pointing at Wang Huai beside him.

The guard looked down at Wang Huai, his brows suddenly knit together.

After taking off the gauntlet, the guard held Wang Huai's hand and immediately froze.

She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and at the moment of shaking hands, she seemed to see a giant standing in front of her, like a mountain with a vast and boundless aura of terror, which made her let go immediately after a scream.

Shaking her hands that seemed to be on fire, she stared at Wang Huai and asked fearfully, "What the hell are you?"

"You can't do it?" Wang Huai stared at the other party and said helplessly.

An excellent warrior can roughly figure out the opponent's way just by holding the opponent's hand and feeling the strength generated by the opponent's subconscious.

But when the gap is too large, shaking hands can only feel fear.

After all, Wang Huai was taught by Uncle Duan punch and kick. Every time he simulated with the golden finger, he would also open a real simulation to gain some experience skills from himself. The accumulated martial arts experience is surprisingly huge.

Coupled with the fact that the real world has excellent martial arts inheritance, the result is that even if it is only about martial arts, Wang Huai is among the top batch here.

The guard still looked at Wang Huai, his burly body trembling.

"Go in, you don't need money, just ask your lord to become a nobleman, and remember me. If you feel embarrassed, you can borrow a seed."

"No, you'd better take the money."

"My lord, I'm just joking, don't give me money, or you won't give me face!"

Being escorted into the city on kneeling by the guards, Wang Huai felt that the people here were really enthusiastic.

The three members of the White Deer tribe said with emotion: "The other party didn't look good when we came in last time. Sure enough, with big fists, you can do whatever you want."

"Don't be too crooked. This person is interesting. I'll give her something in return when I have a chance."

The interior of Everspring City is not a pretty place either.

A high EQ means that the ancient style still exists here, and a low EQ means that all the old junk is used here.

Some of the buildings from the time when the Dao of Heaven was complete have even been preserved to this day, but they have been repaired countless times in the middle, resulting in completely different building materials, becoming a kind of building mixed with mud, unknown animal bones, and bug corpses.

However, the further you go to the center of Changchun City, the neater the surrounding buildings become. Some obviously just-built buildings stand here, and the people inside are also dressed in trimmed animal skins, and their status is completely different from that of the tribe outside.

From time to time, there will be teams of patrols passing by here, looking at the four people vigilantly, and then leaving step by step.

"This is a wealthy area. Even if it has been reduced to this point, there is still such a thing as class."

With a sigh of emotion, Wang Huai, led by the Bailu trio, came to an open-air martial arts arena.

In the martial arts arena, burly female men were wearing vests, showing chest hair. The sweat swayed here was intertwined with masculinity, and Wang Huai couldn't help holding his breath.

A coach shuttled among the group of people, giving someone a hard kick from time to time, and then loudly criticizing the other party's shortcomings.

Pointing to this group of people, a female warrior said: "This is a martial arts arena. They failed the noble examination, but those from the tribe who have money and certain qualifications can study here. After three months of study, they can take another examination. Our White Deer is not rich enough, so we have not been able to come in."

Noticing that Wang Huai was watching the students' movements intently, another warrior hurriedly covered Wang Huai's eyes, and whispered, "Those who have not been paid can't look around. It's fine if the instructor has a good temper. Go up and goug out your eyes, and then drive out of the city."

"So cruel!" Wang Huai asked in surprise.

"Well, art should not be passed on lightly. If it is sold cheaply, there will be no more to sell it in the future."

Glancing at the students enviously, the warrior continued: "Becoming a nobleman, people in the clan are also eligible to send three people to practice martial arts every year, so that the success rate of hunting can be improved a lot, and there is a certain chance of encountering fierce beasts." Self-preservation ability. In addition, privately spreading martial arts outside the martial arts school is also a capital offense if it is discovered."

After seeing Wang Huai's expression of understanding, the four of them covered their eyes and passed by the martial arts arena, and walked all the way to the room of the martial arts hall.

The interior of the martial arts hall is very simple and elegant. A woman in a gray exercise suit sits cross-legged on the ground, with her five hearts turned to the sky.

Although he didn't move, Wang Huai could feel a force moving through the opponent's body, exercising countless tiny muscles, like a superb martial art.

In the combination of movement and stillness, there is already a bit of mystery of the unity of yin and yang.

Before the five people, there were already five people from other tribes who were waiting for the assessment, but no one dared to move. They just looked at the chief coach in reverence, hoping to see some subtleties from the opponent's actions.

After waiting for a stick of incense, a large amount of white mist suddenly evaporated from the head coach's body, and the sweat in his body suddenly flowed out uncontrollably, and evaporated into smoke on the hot skin.

Until this moment, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the woman open her eyes, the four people in front immediately surrounded her and said respectfully: "Congratulations to the head coach, your strength has improved again."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't compliment me."

Although there is no need to compliment, the expression on the woman's face is quite useful.

Looking at the people in the hall, the woman nodded and said, "I am the chief coach here. You all signed up to become nobles, so you need to know some rules. First of all, to become nobles, you must first have money. One hundred A person's life, or crystal jewels of the same value, can pass my level. If you have no money, then give me a slap, and I will slap her again. If you don't faint, you are eligible to enter the next level .”

Hearing this weird assessment content, Wang Huai lamented in his heart.

Using slaps as the content of the assessment, who came up with such a bad idea?
Hmm...it seems to be me...

The good ones have not been passed down, so how can the bad ones be passed down?
Wang Huai was still lamenting, when he saw the four people in front obediently handing over the spar, and then walked in.

Looking at these four people, Wang Huai found that they all had red palm marks on their faces, and some of them even lacked a cheekbone, which made their faces look uncoordinated.

"These four should have suffered a loss before, no wonder they are so obedient."

However, Wang Huai couldn't get enough money in his hands, so he could only walk forward, blowing his palms and asking, "Is a slap enough?"

"Hmm. Wait!"

Looking at Wang Huai's palm, the head coach gasped.

Her martial art is much more profound than that of the guards. She doesn't need to shake hands, just by seeing the palm print on Wang Huai's hand, she can tell that this person has gone through more than a thousand life-and-death fights.

Just a pair of hands is the crystallization of martial arts, and it is a realm that I need to look up to in my life.

Thinking of how he was actually practicing in front of such a martial arts master, the chief instructor blushed and wished he could dig a hole and bury himself immediately.

"How long will it take, can I slap this one?" Wang Huai asked again.

"hold on."

Staring at Wang Huai's palm, the head coach swallowed nervously.

With this slap, I will definitely die.

After weighing life and face for a moment, the head coach immediately made the right choice.

"No, you go in."

"Really stop fighting?"

"do not fight."

"Oh, what a pity."

Wang Huai withdrew his hand regretfully.

I wanted to use this chief coach to try out the warriors here, but I didn't expect the other party's vision to be good, so I couldn't try it.

Going further in, the three warriors of Bailu could not accompany them.

They watched nervously as Wang Huai was guided into the inner room by the head coach, then turned around to leave, and waited outside for Wang Huai's return.

But just as they were about to leave, the head coach suddenly stopped them.

"That man... No, that lord, is he from your tribe?"

The three looked at each other in confusion, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Staring at the three, the head coach thought for a while, then threw out three jade cards to them.

"Give the three of you a chance to practice martial arts in the martial arts field."

"Ah, why?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Well...I mean, I think you three are very kind, so I want to give you some gifts. Don't refuse, go quickly."

In this way, the three of them walked into the martial arts field inexplicably, and then began to learn martial arts painfully and happily.

Walking into the back room, Wang Huai was taken aback for a moment.

There are four people sitting in the room, everyone has good martial arts, and they are already one step away from the land gods.

However, Wang Huai's surprise had nothing to do with the martial arts of these four people, but that he finally saw another man.

The other party was thin and weak, and looked as delicate as a willow in the wind. From time to time, he would pick up the handkerchief, cover his mouth and cough, spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Although his appearance can only be regarded as average, compared with the group of thick and thick women around him, this person actually looks a bit good-looking.

Seeing Wang Huai coming in, the sickly handsome man's eyes lit up, he pointed at Wang Huai and said, "It's been so many years, I can count as seeing a man. Who said men are inferior to women."

Pulling out a chair, the sickly handsome man greeted: "My brother, sit down quickly. It's not easy for my brother to get to this point. What kind of medicine are you taking, and how much suffering have you suffered?"

"No, I can just stand." Wang Huai hurriedly waved his hands.

"You and I are both men, so you don't have to be polite at this time. As long as you behave normally later, I will definitely let you stay."

A woman with a fleshy face coughed: "Elder Yu, don't be selfish at this time. Regardless of women or men, we have to be meritocratic, otherwise the head will blame us and we will be in trouble."

elder?Head?

After catching these two key pieces of information, and then contacting everything he saw before, Wang Huai probably had a guess.

The entire county should be built on the basis of sects.

The sect takes martial arts as the core, and selects talents through martial arts to enhance the overall strength.

In addition, the county city should also control some other methods, so as to control the sun and drive away the beasts.

If it is a sect, then there should be a library inside the sect. If you have the opportunity to go in, you may be able to know more about it.

Today, Wang Huai probably understands the rules of the evolution of Yangshen's world.

According to Xiaoyao Zhenjun's assumption, the Yangshen world ultimately aims to evolve a magic weapon of the Yangshen series, and this magic weapon needs to be born on the basis of the entire world's human race.

It's just that if there is no interference from foreign monks, the whole world is likely to sink due to various reasons, and eventually this magic weapon cannot be conceived.

Therefore, the task of the foreign monks is to interfere with the progress of the world, so as to prevent the world from sinking again and again, so as to achieve the goal of breeding magic weapons.

Compared with what he had encountered before, Wang Huai felt that there was no problem with this guess.

After thinking about it, Wang Huai felt that these foreign monks were like the saviors of different worlds. They didn't need to do anything else when they came here, just saving the world.

So, how should the Yangshen world at this stage be saved?
While Wang Huai was meditating, an elderly elder spoke.

"Show your strength."

The other four people should have been here more than once, and they immediately understood the elder's intention after hearing this sentence.

One of them clenched her fist, and the original ordinary fist was immediately covered with a layer of black iron-like light, making her fist as indestructible as metal.

The other person took out a stone knife and stabbed his arm hard. There was nothing wrong with his arm, but the dagger was broken into two pieces.

Looking at the performance of other people, Wang Huai felt a little bit troubled.

I have a lot of things I have mastered, and then I need to think about how to show what I have learned, and then not to shock the world too much.

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of Uncle Duan, and felt that the skills that Uncle Duan had demonstrated were quite amusing.

Spreading his right hand, a bulge protruded from the tip of the middle finger, and then it walked up the arm like a mouse, and then slowly climbed onto the tip of the left finger.

After doing this action, Wang Huai felt that he was absolutely deceived by Uncle Duan.

This movement looks easy, but it requires meticulous control of one's own muscles in order to achieve roundness.

After he finished, several elders were stunned.

Suddenly, an elder knelt down fiercely, hugged Wang Huai's thigh and shouted: "My lord, please accept me as a disciple!"

(End of this chapter)