Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 58
"Take out—"

"The people in front listen!"

"This tree is planted for me, and this road is opened for me. If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy roads!"

The giant held a giant hammer and looked like a giant spirit god in myths and legends. As soon as he opened his mouth, he acted like a trail cutter.

When Jiang Nan was surprised, he activated the supernatural power "Claw of Stealing the Sky" without hesitation.

This "giant spirit god" had the idea of ​​robbing himself, and there was a causal relationship with him, which met the conditions for activating supernatural powers.

"call out--"

Jiang Nan suddenly had half a gnawed roast chicken in his hand.

Jiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the half roast chicken was stolen by Shentong.

This is the first time that "Stealing Claw" has stolen a real object.

But, the most important thing about this "giant spirit god" is half a roasted chicken?

Maimaiti!
Is this supernatural power serious?

Could it be that this "giant spirit god" has great powers, and has already broken the claws of stealing the sky without any life, and specially conjures up half a gnawed roast chicken to disgust people?
Jiang Nan was still puzzled, so he heard the giant man on the opposite side wailing: "Where's my roast chicken? Who stole my roast chicken?!"

He didn't care about the giant hammer in his hand, and as soon as he let go, he touched his back with his backhand.

"Bang-"

The giant hammer fell to the ground, the handle of the hammer bounced twice on the ground, and the head of the hammer collapsed by half.

"Mother! It took me three days to paste the Clear Sky Hammer!"

A thin old man with a goatee came out from the grass beside him, stroking his hammerhead, which was half-shrunk on the ground, as if his mother had died.

This turn of events left the driver, who had been terrified, dumbfounded.

After a while, he spat hard: "Mother Xipi! It turned out to be a fake!"

Jiang Nan in the carriage also laughed dumbfounded.

No wonder what Shentong stole was half a roast chicken, it turned out to be just a mortal idiot!
Perhaps, for this big, stupid guy, this half roast chicken is the most important thing on him.

Jiang Nan took the half roast chicken, and Shi Shiran got out of the carriage.

The giant man seemed to have a telepathy, and he fixed his eyes on the roast chicken in Jiangnan's hand.

I can't move my eyes any longer.

"Scholar, when did you steal my roast chicken?"

The giant man's copper bell-like eyes were full of confusion.

Obviously just a moment ago, the roast chicken was still carried in the straw basket on his back, why did it disappear in the blink of an eye, and then, it appeared strangely in the hands of this "fat sheep" scholar?

The old man with the goatee, who felt sorry for the broken hammer, changed his face drastically.

Although the old man was also puzzled, he knew that he must have met an expert.

"Why do you say this is your roast chicken?" Jiang Nan asked back.

"This is mine. I snatched it from the last fat sheep. If it is in my hands, it's mine." The giant man emphasized: "I'm not even willing to eat it!"

"is it?"

Jiang Nan stepped forward slowly, and said viciously: "You said it was yours. Then you call it by its name and see if it agrees?"

"The roast chicken still has a name?" The giant man's copper bell-like eyes widened even further.

"That's natural. Just like you have a name, he also has a name." Jiang Nan pointed to the old man who carefully stood next to the giant man.

"That's right." The giant man scratched his forehead: "My name is Xiong Er, and his name is Lao Cai."

Jiang Nan blurted out subconsciously, "Do you have an older brother named Xiong Da?"

"How do you know?" The giant man looked surprised, and then said sadly: "Unfortunately, Xiong Da died of starvation a long time ago."

At this moment, the old man with the goatee, Lao Cai stepped forward and blocked the giant man Xiong Er.

Chong Jiangnan cupped his hands and said with a smile: "The little old man can't see Mount Tai with his eyes, and he disturbed the master. Please, the master, don't remember the fault of the villain, and forgive the villain this time."

"Hey! If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't live anymore, the little old man wouldn't have engaged in such black-hearted activities."

"The little old man is old, it doesn't matter if he starves to death, but Xiong Er is only 15 years old, he is still a child..."

The old man pointed at the nine-foot-tall "child" beside him, and burst into tears with snot and tears.

Jiang Nan looked at the golden armor on Xiong Er's body, and asked in surprise, "You made both the golden armor and the hammer?"

"Let the expert laugh! It's a vulgar work, not worth mentioning."

The old man said "laughing" and "not worth mentioning", but the complacency in his tone was hard to hide.

Explained like a treasure: "There is no good material, so we can only use bamboo slices, soak them in sumac water, and barely dye them golden yellow, and then tie them together with fine hemp ropes, and finally make it. This golden armor."

"This hammer is made of bamboo strips, wrapped in several wolf skins, and coated with the juice of black tallow and gallnut."

"Hey. They are all fools, not worth mentioning."

"My old man's craftsmanship is good!" Jiang Nan praised sincerely.

If it wasn't for Xiong Er's mishandled roast chicken, this set of equipment, coupled with Xiong Er's body, would indeed be enough to bluff people.

Even if a congenital master sees it, he will probably feel a "thump" in his heart.

"My husband is such a good craftsman, why don't you do something else for a living?" Jiang Jiang asked.

"Why didn't you do it?"

The old man said angrily: "Originally, the old man was a bamboo craftsman, weaving some baskets and farm tools, but he could barely earn a living."

"As a result, I accidentally offended the bully in the town last year, so the old man is no longer allowed to take the things he made up to sell in the town."

"The old man had no choice but to go from village to household and go directly to the folks' homes to help with the weaving. The folks couldn't afford the money, and they had two full meals and some food when they left. They could barely make ends meet."

"Who knows, that bully sent someone to catch up with you again. Whoever dares to ask the old man to work and feed the old man will make trouble for him."

"A while ago, the old man collapsed on the side of the road hungry. Xiong Er's old lady took pity on me and secretly gave me a bowl of porridge. As a result, I annoyed those goddamn bullies. That night, I set fire to Xiong Er's house."

"Xiong Er's old lady was burned to death by these god-killing thieves!"

As the old man spoke, he was already beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Looking at Xiong Er's eyes, full of apology.

When Xiong Er heard the old man mentioning his mother, his eyes were also red.

"Xiong Er is born with great strength, grows strong, and eats a lot. We two poor homeless people really can't hold on anymore, so we thought of such a bluffing notice."

"The wolf skins are the three wild wolves that Xiong Er went into the old forest and killed with his bare hands after the house was burned."

"If it wasn't for the wolf meat, we wouldn't be able to last so many days!" the old man sighed.

Hearing that the 15-year-old giant in front of him killed three wild wolves with his bare hands, Jiang Nan couldn't help but look at Xiong Er with admiration.

Wolves are particularly complex animals, either solitary or in packs.

Rarely do two or three act.

Xiong Er killed three of them at once, indicating that he encountered a pack of wolves.

It is unimaginable that a country boy who obviously has never learned boxing, killed three wild wolves in a pack of wolves with his bare hands.

Jiang Nan knew that no matter which world he was in, there would always be some talented people with different talents.

Some people show it in IQ, and some people show it in physique.

As the name suggests, the two bears obviously belong to the latter.

Such a person, as an ordinary person, is just "strong, strong, and eats a lot".

If you practice martial arts, especially some fierce martial arts, you will often get twice the result with half the effort, and you can easily defeat ten with one.

Jiangnan is naturally eager to solicit.

Although Jiangnan has no idea of ​​establishing power at present, it is still good to have a few more capable helpers in the world.

While his thoughts were spinning, Jiang Nan raised his hand and slapped out the heart-breaking palm obtained from the old Taoist Qingcheng.

(End of this chapter)