Those who can become warriors, or even martial arts masters, are those whose talents far exceed those of ordinary people.
It's normal to be arrogant.
Moreover, it is obviously impossible to say that you are not bloody after spending a long time hunting strange beasts in the wilderness.
When a dispute arises, it is very common for someone to get into a fight.
However, in order to maintain social stability, the use of force is prohibited in cities or living areas.
The platform of life and death was set up under such circumstances.
Specially used to resolve conflicts between warriors.
Jiang Han didn't know the specific rules of the stage of life and death, but just by looking at the reactions of the people around him, he knew that as long as he got on the stage of life and death, the consequences of losing would be serious.
Seemingly sensing Jiang Han's doubts, Uncle Zhao, standing aside, explained to him in a low voice.
"On the stage of life and death, there are no restrictions and no time limit."
"The only way to determine the outcome is for one of the parties to die or admit defeat."
"And to admit defeat, depending on the strength, you need to pay a fee to the other party."
"With martial master-level combat power like yours, Uncle Dao, if you lose once, you have to pay a full 20 million!"
Twenty million.
Jiang Han didn't know how to describe the number he heard.
It seems that since he became a warrior, his concept of money has been constantly refreshed.
In the past, when I was very careful about my budget, when I bought a chicken, I had to consider that the price per kilogram had increased by 10 or 20 cents.
But now, all we hear are numbers in the millions and tens of millions.
It's true that Uncle Dao and the others can make money, but for one mission, they can earn up to two million.
After the main output captain took most of it, the remaining four people shared it equally, with a maximum of two to three hundred thousand.
And if you can do one mission a month, that's incredible.
In other words, Uncle Dao's current annual income is only about three million.
A bet of 20 million is equivalent to putting all the money earned before.
Faced with Uncle Dao's suggestion, Li Yang was obviously a little panicked.
Although he is very confident in his own strength.
But in the final analysis, he cannot bear the result of failure, no matter which one.
To agree or not to agree?
Li Yang looked at his captain, but it was obvious that his captain would not give him any advice.
"What? You don't dare anymore?"
Uncle Dao pressed forward step by step, not giving Li Yang a chance to think carefully.
"Don't dare? Why don't I dare?"
"With your strength, I really can't think of any way you can beat me."
"Don't worry, when you get to the stage of life and death, I will give you a chance to admit defeat."
"Admit defeat?"
Uncle Dao just looked at Li Yang coldly, but everyone could understand the meaning in his eyes.
He never considered the possibility of admitting defeat.
What seemed like a farce ended like this for the time being.
But everyone knows that the really beautiful things can only be seen after reaching the defense line.
Li Yang followed his team and left, while Jiang Han and Uncle Dao also sat next to Uncle Long and the others.
"You're a little impulsive."
Uncle Long looked at Uncle Dao who was silent and sighed after a long time.
"Li Yang's strength alone is enough to hold you over, especially since you two are both skilled with knives."
"I guess Li Yang will ask Sun Wenbin to borrow the knife."
"It's a pity that I use the finger tiger, so you can't use it if I give it to you."
Sun Wenbin should be the captain of Li Yang's team.
The combat power of a great martial artist is one level higher than that of a martial artist. In terms of strength alone, it is several times that of a martial artist.
Therefore, the requirements for the hardness of weapons are also higher. Otherwise, with a full blow, the weapon will break first, which will be extremely fatal in actual combat.
Just like the piece of armor Jiang Han bought before was torn apart easily by Uncle Long.
And the most important thing is that high-level weapons can be enchanted.
"If he really borrowed a weapon, then your competition..."
"Let me contact you to see if any friends who use knives happen to be on the defensive line."
Uncle Long sighed and went to make a call.
And Uncle Dao didn't say anything from beginning to end.
As for Uncle Tiger and Uncle Zhao, they just patted Uncle Dao on the shoulder.
They are all brothers who have fought side by side for more than ten years. They know very well what Uncle Dao is thinking.
There was basically no communication along the way, and after more than two hours, the train finally began to slow down.
Through the car window, all Jiang Han could see was a tall steel Great Wall.
Nearly ten meters high, made of fine steel.
This is how the Great Steel Wall is described in books.
The total length of the steel defense line is more than 1,300 kilometers. The fine steel used in casting alone reached 5.7 billion tons, which is the production of fine steel in China in seven years. It cost more than one trillion and took eight years to cast in sections. It defended against large, medium and small enterprises in total.
Beast tides occurred more than 1,780 times.
At that time, Jiang Han deliberately looked at the pictures online, but after he actually saw them with his own eyes, he realized that for some things, the pictures and the real objects are really not the same concept!
Several decades have passed since it was cast.
It was covered with traces of attacks by alien beasts, as well as blood that couldn't be cleaned away.
Behind the city wall is a row of tall buildings.
After the train arrived at the station, Jiang Han and his group got off the train, and a big man wearing armor walked towards them, carrying a long knife on his shoulder.
"Aaron, what's going on? You're so anxious."
"Don't mention it. On the way here, Li Yang from Sun Wenbin's team had a conflict with Lao Wang and made an appointment to live and die."
"So I'll lend you your knife and use it."
Hearing Uncle Long mention Sun Wenbin, the big man who had just arrived shook his head helplessly.
"How come you guys got into a conflict with these guys and even got into a fight of life and death?"
"A bunch of selfish guys, it's not too late to settle accounts with them in the wilderness."
With that said, the big man handed the long knife on his shoulder to Uncle Dao.
"If it doesn't work out, just admit defeat. If you lose some money, just pay some money. As long as people are still there, there is still hope."
"Even if you have to settle the score with them, don't take advantage of them."
The big man obviously has a good relationship with Uncle Long and the others, and he wants to persuade Uncle Dao.
But things have reached the stage of life and death. With Uncle Dao's character, he will naturally not choose to admit defeat.
Uncle Dao took the long knife, weighed it twice and said thank you.
And Jiang Han also leaned next to Uncle Dao.
"Uncle Dao, when you fought with Li Yang on the train, I found that there seemed to be something wrong with his left waist and right calf."
"When you attack, try to target his left waist and right calf."
"It should be useful."
Jiang Han didn't dare to speak too loudly, mainly because the matter was so important, and he wasn't very sure whether the insight into the weaknesses given was really useful.
Uncle Dao didn't say anything, he just patted Jiang Han on the shoulder.
The group of people walked towards one of the buildings.
And Jiang Han also saw for the first time what the stage of life and death is.
A venue similar to the Octagon, but much larger than the Octagon.
To be able to become a martial artist, one must have at least passed a certain threshold of strength and can sprint ten meters in one step. If the venue is too small, it will be difficult for people to perform.