The slave hunting farm is also quite relaxing, without any restrictions. Of course, there is a premise for all this, that you have the strength and the ability to be relaxed in the slave hunting farm.
Every month, there will be a slave hunter ranking martial arts competition in the slave hunting farm. The martial arts competition is a killing competition between slave hunters.
If you win, you will gain strength. If you lose, your code name will be replaced, and you may even lose your life.
In addition, slave hunters can kill each other wantonly. If a low-level slave hunter challenges a slave hunter who ranks higher than himself, he can obtain the other party's code name and corresponding rewards.
However, there are killings in the slave hunting grounds every day, slave hunters die every day, and new slave hunters come in.
On the second day after arriving at the slave hunting ground, while walking on the stone road of the slave hunting ground, Lu Ye once again thought of the conversation he had with Bing Shiba last night.
This Bing-eight has spent nearly ten years in a slave hunting camp and knows a lot about everything in it.
"If you want to be strong, you must acquire high-level skills. If you want to leave, you must become the top ten among the thousands of slave hunters. Because only those in the top ten are qualified to choose to leave the slave hunting field, and only those who become the top three
Only by existing can you enter Qingyang Sect."
After hunting Bingshi and Bingshisan last night, Bingshiba's Ghost Claw and Wind-Tearing Palm used by Luye were seen by Bingshiba. However, the light was dim and the figures overlapped, but Bingshiba did not notice that Luye gradually returned to normal.
of purple pupils.
Lu Ye, who knew nothing about slave hunting grounds, only learned after talking that he already had seventy points.
Points are the unique points of Ningwu Slave Hunting Farm.
If you win in the battle, you will get ten points. If you fail, twenty points will be deducted. Each person will have forty points. After all of them are deducted, they will be sent to the back mountain of the Qingyang Sect where monsters are rampant to fend for themselves.
Lu Ye entered the slave hunting field for the first time, with forty points.
He successfully jumped through the ranks and hunted Bing Wu, but because Bing Wu had already exchanged all his points for Tiger Roar Fist, even though he got double points, he only got 60 points.
And last night, after hunting Bing Shi and Bing Thirteen again, one day and one night at the slave hunting ground, Lu Ye had eighty points and became the new Bing Wu.
Lu Ye didn't know the importance of points, but Bing Shiba did.
Eighty points are enough to exchange for a top-grade low-grade technique.
Feeling the eyes around him, Lu Ye ignored them while walking.
Just now, Lu Ye went to the point exchange office of the slave hunting farm and carried two corpses into it, which instantly shocked all the slave hunters present. Even the steward at the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm was speechless and directly exchanged eighty points for Lu Ye.
Lu Ye understood that in the slave hunting field, the strong were respected. Although his cultivation was only at the second level of body training, he could hunt down strong men at the fifth level of body training. For ordinary slave hunters, this was strength.
But Lu Ye will not be happy about this. Because he knows that his road will not stop at the slave hunting ground. He will avenge the people who died because of him!
Become a real strong man and kill Xiao Shi!
Soon, Lu Ye came to a three-story pavilion made entirely of dark wood.
This is the most important place in the slave hunting ground, the library where all the skills in the slave hunting ground are stored!
"Boy, get away!"
At the wooden door of the pavilion, a slave hunter with the fifth level of physical training raised his voice. Anyone could see that the weak young man in front of him had low cultivation. It would be good if he could save his own life. How could he have any extra points to exchange for merit?
Law.
Lu Ye heard nothing and walked forward to enter the pavilion.
"Boy, didn't you hear what I was talking to you? This is the library, not where you came from!"
This slave hunter was supposed to be on duty today to guard the library, but he didn't expect to encounter such a blind loser.
"Where is the library?" Lu Ye stopped and asked with interest.
"Of course it's a place where you can redeem your skills. I asked you, is there something wrong with your brain..." the slave hunter replied angrily.
"Then, can I enter?" Lu Ye sneered, and took out a jade plaque from his sleeve with his right hand.
As soon as the jade tablet appeared, it glowed with fluorescent light. Lu Ye waved his right hand, the fluorescent light dispersed, and two big characters appeared on it, "eighty".
"Will these points be enough to enter it?" Lu Ye asked, directly interrupting the slave hunter's words, and glanced at the first floor of the library pavilion.
"When you enter the first level, twenty points will be deducted. The first level is full of low-level skills. Each one requires one hundred points to redeem. Your points will..."
Before the slave hunter could finish speaking, Lu Ye had already entered.
Every slave hunter in the slave hunting field has his own code name. This code name is embroidered on his clothes.
As soon as this slave hunter appeared, Lu Ye had already seen his code name. Bing 30, and his ranking was still below him.
By not wearing the robe of a slave hunter, Lu Ye wanted to tell everyone that he, Lu Ye, was not a slave hunter!
He is Lu Ye, and Bing30 is just an air-like existence in front of him.
Entering the library pavilion, there was no one on the first floor. Even the low-level skills were something that ordinary slave hunters would not dare to ask for.
Twenty points can only be obtained by fighting two slave-hunting gladiatorial battles and winning them completely. It is indeed extremely precious. But Lu Ye does not need it. What he wants is the technique.
Lu Ye walked slowly, stopped under rows of bookshelves, and flipped through the exercises.
"Low-level skills of the Earth Grade, Iron Sand Palm."
"Low-level skills of the Earth Grade, Di Gang Spear Technique."
"Low-grade Kung Fu, Red Fire Kung Fu."
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"Earth-level lower-level skills, the Dark Heart Fire Spell."
Seeing these exercises, Lu Ye finally confirmed his suspicion. The Ningwu Slave Hunting Field exercises all came from the Qingyang Sect, and these exercises were all incomplete.
"Have you chosen enough? You only have seventy points now. One skill requires one hundred points. You don't even have enough points to exchange for one skill. Don't try to steal it. There is a formation here set up by Mr. Han Yang himself.
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At the door, Bing Thirty's words came again. The words were arrogant. It was obvious that although Lu Ye had enough points to enter the library, he was still despised by him.
Han Yang? Since you are the supervisor of the slave hunting farm, I will not follow your rules.
Points exchange for exercises? Ridiculous!
Looking at the rows of bookshelves, Lu Ye chuckled.
Lu Ye doesn't need to exchange the skills at all. Zi Tong can help Lu Ye remember every move of the skills.
There is no need to redeem the skills, and you can practice the skills directly in the library. Lu Ye is the first person who has ever existed in the Ningwu Slave Hunting Farm! If the second person knows what Lu Ye is doing now, he will never believe it.
!
Now, Lu Ye already understands that Qingyang Sect, as a large sect, will definitely not spread its techniques to others casually.
All the exercises in Zangshu Pavilion were deliberately dismantled into pieces in order to use these hunting slaves as test subjects to test the exercises.
And by killing the three Bing Wus, Lu Ye already knew that Zi Tong could repair the incomplete skills!
This is the reason why Lu Ye was more successful in hunting down Bingwu who was higher in cultivation than himself.
For fifteen years, the Qingyang Sect has been living in a humble existence without any chance to practice the skills. But when they arrived at the slave hunting ground, they could get the skills without paying any price. Lu Zhiyi chuckled secretly when he thought of this.
At this time, there was only Lu Ye on the first floor of the library pavilion. Between the layers of bookshelves, there was no trace of Lu Ye at Bingsanity at the door of the pavilion.
This is a great opportunity for Lu Ye to use Purple Eyes.
Make some adjustments and choose a perfect location, and the purple light will appear again.
There were bookshelves separated by layers of bookshelves. Lu Ye stood there and his eyes turned purple. Dots of purple light were flowing in Lu Ye's eyes, and for a moment it was like a sky full of stars.
After a while, purple light appeared, completely submerging the black pupils and turning them into purple pupils.
"Then, let's begin!"
The purple-eyed Sumeru Darkness, the figure practicing the technique is just like Lu Ye practicing it himself, which consumes Lu Ye's physical strength. But even so, it is worth it.
In fifteen years, Lu Ye had not watched any skills, only the practice, so he was not sure how long it would take to imprint a skill with Zi Tong, and time was tight.
"Low-level skills of the Earth Grade, Thunder Hands. Let's start with this one."
Purple light flashed, and every word of the technique was completely displayed in front of Zi Tong.
Lu Ye also seemed to have left his soul, and once again entered the darkness of Sumeru as usual.
In the endless darkness, a white light figure appeared like a beacon. Then, the figure began to move violently.
Lu Ye, who was in a clear state, had no distracting thoughts at all, and completely memorized every move the figure made.
Having watched his disciples practice in Qingyang Sect all year round, Lu Ye had already learned it and kept it in mind.
For a quarter of an hour, after the boring technique was realized through Zi Tong, Lu Ye completely remembered Feng Yangzhi.
He exhaled a breath and watched the figures moving in the dark, as if he had rehearsed it himself.
When he opened his eyes, Lu Ye's clothes were soaked with sweat.
Yesterday, I fought with Bingwu and tried my best to dodge. It took Fang half an hour to understand the Tiger Roaring Fist.
Now it only takes a quarter of an hour to watch the exercises, which is greatly shortened!
Moreover, the figure's martial arts are more refined and pure than the martial arts.
Lu Ye's thoughts circulated, he put aside distracting thoughts, and his purple pupils flashed again.
As long as Lu Ye is given enough time, Lu Ye can memorize the entire library technique!
Time passed quietly, half an hour, one hour, two hours...
And when Lu Ye was flipping through the exercises, a sound finally came from the first floor.
"Boy, have you seen enough?"
Dare to enter the Library Pavilion with only 80 points. From Bing30's point of view, this is just teasing himself.
Extremely angry, Bing thirty entered the first floor, planning to find Lu Ye and teach him a lesson. After all, he was a strong man at the fifth level of body training, how could he be teased by a pretentious child.
Lu Ye walked out of the bookshelf slowly. In two hours, with the help of Zipu, Lu Ye had memorized the five exercises.
Five parts means five hundred points. But Lu Ye, without spending a single point, has already learned the top-notch low-level skills of the five parts without spending a single point!
"The third floor is all junk, I'll go to the second floor."
Completely ignoring Bingsan, Lu Ye said with a smile, but his eyes were looking at a corner. This corner was the stairs leading to the second floor.
The third floor is just to prove Lu Ye’s conjecture. The second floor is where Lu Ye wants to go!
Because Lu Ye must become stronger in a short period of time. Only by becoming stronger can he survive the slave hunting ground and get out of the slave hunting ground!