After coming back from his trance, Bai Lang opened his eyes and began to look around where he was. He found that he was in a strange room with a wooden ceiling. The smell in the air was unpleasant and dull, and his body was swaying rhythmically with the hammock.
With.
Lang, who has rich experience in sea (pirate) life, immediately judged that this was a ship!
Then he sat up in shock while dying of illness. He looked around and found many barefooted men crowded on the wooden floor around him. In addition, many people were sleeping in hammocks.
Because there are limited windows, the air is filled with sweat and foot odor, which is very unfriendly.
Then he lowered his head and observed what he was wearing, a short coat of coarse cloth in an ancient oriental style. This 'trial mission' was obviously an ancient world.
At this moment, a piece of information appeared in his mind:
[The exam question for this round of activities is: Martial Arts (Qi)]
[Martial arts in the world, temples and rivers and lakes, shattering the void, and the body becoming a saint. Please use the title of "martial arts" to write your own legendary chapter, and leave your name in the world, leaving a mark between heaven and earth. 】
[This event has now entered the fourth stage, and the new blank different time and space 'Fourth Realm' is about to appear. Players from all walks of life are welcome to come and dominate... The fragments of the world are constantly being sent, and the fifth-level throne is vacant, waiting for you to come. 】
After browsing the information in his mind, Bai Lang was stunned for a moment, then chewed carefully: "Martial arts?"
Is this a mission world with [Zhen Qi Martial Arts] as the basic rules? That is too low-level! Inexplicably, he thought of the [Gu Martial Arts] he had experienced, and then shook his head, the difference between the two was too big.
Much more.
And there is no main line or branch task set... Is the degree of freedom 100%? Explore at will?
Lang then recalled the information revealed by Feng Ying before he participated in this trial.
This event is exclusively sponsored by [Passing Fire Paradise]. In addition to the outstanding elites and second generations of the cemetery, it also attracts many self-funded candidates from other parks...
The specific information of the mission world is always in a 'confidential/unknown' state. But one thing is certain, that is, the corrosion rate has reached 60%, and the gold content is extremely high.
All contractors who can participate in this event and successfully complete the test will almost default to the guaranteed income of [World Fragments]. Anyone who performs well in this task (working hard for the next foundation) can easily become a [Lord]. The highest can even be
Try to hit level 5.
However, no matter how inferior this 60% mission world is, it shouldn't be a martial arts hegemony where 'Zhen Qi Martial Arts' is rampant, right? Even though the words [Shattered Void] appeared in the prompt message, Bai Lang didn't feel that it was that strong.
His current power can be shattered with just one punch...
Huh? Wait, it feels like something is wrong?
As he was thinking about it, Bai Lang suddenly frowned. He always felt that there was something unusual around him, but he couldn't find it. It was as if there was someone hiding behind his back playing hide-and-seek with him. Whenever he looked back, the other person would always be in a blind spot.
Even though there is no one around, I always feel like there is someone there, which makes me feel uncomfortable.
Suppressing the 'sense of abnormality' for the time being, Bai Lang got up from the hammock, bypassed the sleeping 'workmates' on the floor, and walked all the way to the deck outside the room.
What you see is a lively dock, with ships of all sizes docked on the shore, and coolies coming and going constantly carrying goods. Frames of vegetables, seafood, generations of grain, wooden boxes... In the distance, vendors are shouting and selling, and every family has it.
Smoke rises from the food stall.
It can be seen from the clothing of passers-by that this is a prosperous ancient oriental world. The common practice of wearing swords when traveling and passers-by taking it for granted confirms the prosperity of martial arts.
Looking at the unfamiliar scenes in front of me, a strange feeling emerged again.
Huh? Where is my daughter? Where is my Fufu!
Finally, he successfully realized where the strangeness came from. Fufu, who was always by his side during every mission, was gone! How many days had it been since he lost Fufu? He missed her.
Bai Lang, who finally understood the idea, let out a sigh of relief, then came to the bow of the ship, looked at the height of three or four meters above the ground, jumped easily, and landed steadily.
He dusted off the dust on his body with his hands and weighed two taels of broken silver in his arms. Then he looked around and merged into the crowd, like a tourist who came to the scenic spot for the first time, curious to experience ancient life. He looked around and listened in all directions to collect information.
, humming a children's song: "Where is the brothel? Where is the brothel? Where is the brothel..."
While walking, he recalled his identity bit by bit and dug out a bunch of information that had been poured into him in advance.
This body has no background, and its name is Wang Ku. He is a sailor and senior fisherman from Baisha City, a city on the southeastern coast of Qian Kingdom.
He has no relatives, no sect, has never joined any gang, and has never practiced any martial arts. He only knows a poor version of foreign martial arts that he has practiced since he was a child to increase his strength.
He is born with supernatural powers, but he is illiterate. He has a big appetite. Three years ago, he was tricked by his elder brother from the same village into working in Baisha City, where he worked until today. He did not receive any promotion or salary increase, but his workload has been steadily increasing.
The only good news is that Wang Kuren, who has great natural powers, has never been ostracized or bullied no matter which ship he is on. Instead, he has dealt heavy blows to others.
Of course, these are all characters created by the paradise and have nothing to do with Bailang.
Huh? The strange feeling popped up again.
Bailang bought two meatloaf from a roadside stall and scratched his head while eating. This mission was so fucking poisonous! Could it be that Fufu was not around, so why did everything feel wrong?
Just as he was wandering around, trying to find an ancient entertainment venue to criticize, a commotion suddenly broke out in front of him. A group of people suspected of being gang members, holding standard short knives, led by an imposing but treacherous-looking leader,
He kicked open the door and broke into a store.
Soon, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides, and another group of people came out of the shop. Then there was a fierce battle with swords and swords. Several frightened passers-by screamed and retreated to escape, but they calmed down before running far and got stuck in a safe area.
Outside, people gathered around to watch.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Bailang also stopped at this time, crumpled the leftover oil paper in his hand and threw it everywhere. With his height advantage, he blocked the people behind and watched carefully.
stand up.
The strength of these two groups of miscellaneous fish is not very good. Only the leader of both sides is somewhat impressive. There is a faint invisible sword energy in the slashing. In the world of One Piece, this is called flying slashing, but the flying distance is very limited.
In addition to the 'sword energy' that could only be vaguely sensed, Lang also sensed vague 'traces of life energy flow' on the two of them.
"Is this true energy? It feels no different from the internal energy I practiced at level 1. Is this 60%?!"
Instructor Bai, who was full of confusion and puzzlement, decided to give it a 'Level 1' rating, and it was a relatively weak miscellaneous fish in Level 1. There was something wrong with this world, it was a bit weak.
Just when he was wandering in the sky, the leader of the other side suddenly abandoned his sword, his hands were in the shape of claws, and a large black evil spirit visible to the naked eye emerged between his fingers. The muscles in his arms expanded in a large circle, and his body speed suddenly increased sharply, and then a
The claws claw at the opponent's heart.
This move was fierce and brutal, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. As he waved his arms, he made a roar of an evil tiger, which was breathtaking. Purple-black blood vessels appeared on his arms and five fingers, like tree roots winding around, and his nails
It even turned into sharp claws.
Huh? That’s interesting!
"Elephant Demon!"
At the same time, not only was the other person not caught by the tiger's claws, but he tapped his toes as expected and instantly retreated several meters at a speed that was not inferior to the opponent's, widening the distance: "Quickly attack!"
With an order, the boys around the knife-wielding leader threw out special fishing nets like a rehearsal. The net wires were mixed with metal wires, and they were rotated under the hoods.
The clawed man changed his tactics when faced with danger, tossing and turning in the air. However, after the fishing nets were opened, the area was larger and the number was greater. He only dodged one, and was caught in the rest of the fishing nets one after another.
Twisted and thick muscles burst out from both arms, with purple and black blood vessels rising from the roots. He struggled and tore with all his strength. However, the fishing net became tighter and tighter. Only a few sections were broken before he was tightly entangled in more fishing nets.
At this time, there was another sound of horse hoofbeats on the street. A thin man in official robes rode towards the location of the fire.
The passers-by who were joining in the fun retreated and made way. The man in official clothes pulled the reins, slowed down, and controlled the horse to stop at the scene of the conflict.
At this time, the man with the knife faced the man in official robes and knelt down: "Greetings to your lord, I am lucky to have fulfilled my mission and successfully captured this evil cultivator! I hope your lord..."
The ugly man who was entangled in the fishing net was anxious and shouted angrily: "You bastard, you Tangma is spitting blood! I am not an evil cultivator, you..."
The knife-wielding man on the other side ignored the obscene words behind him and stepped forward quickly. In full view of everyone, he held a stack of banknotes in his hand in front of the man in official robes, lowered his head and said, "...I hope your honor will be fulfilled."
The man in official uniform also ignored the strange looks from the people around him. With a flick of his hand, he put the stack of banknotes into his cuff and disappeared. Then he threw out a metal token and urged boringly: "You are smart. Move faster.
, I’m going to have a drink later.”
The man holding the knife looked happy. He held the token with one hand and threw away the machete with the other hand. He excitedly walked towards the black man who was bound by the fishing net. As he walked, he said plausibly: "The evil cultivator of the tiger evil sect, the elephant-shaped blood demon,
Today, I, Du Ke, will act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate harm for the people."
"I'm not an evil cultivator! I don't have blood refining! I don't accept it. I'm a dog official who cares about human life. He has the guts to use Qi-gazing to look at me! You will not die well, I want..."
Without waiting for the opponent to finish speaking, Du Ke rushed forward, slapped the opponent's Tianling with his right hand, grabbed hard with his five fingers, and immediately deducted five bloody holes on the opponent's head.
The next moment, the true energy in his body was poured into his brain fiercely, and his palms vibrated, causing his seven orifices to bleed and he died on the spot.
However, this was not the end yet. Chi Gualang suddenly concentrated his attention, and a magical scene happened.
I don’t know what mechanism this first-level miscellaneous fish surnamed Du triggered? The vitality, true energy, and even the spirit and soul in the victim’s body suddenly gathered under the constraints of certain rules, and the victim’s movement was
The true energy (a certain kind of skill) was slowly pulled and sucked out of the corpse.
Buzz!
I wonder if others can see this scene? But from Lang's perspective, a black illusory halo wrapped around Du Ke's wrist.
The black halo was unstable, disintegrating from time to time, turning into pieces of black smoke, sometimes hearing the roar of a tiger, sometimes transforming into the appearance of the dead, wailing and screaming, but soon it collapsed into a twisted and unstable illusion.
The ring finally dissipated little by little and penetrated into Du Ke's arm.
At this time, Master Du relaxed his fingers with a satisfied look and let the corpse fall. He wiped the blood from his hands with his clothes and handed back the token with an earnest look.
The man in official robes had a calm expression and ignored this blatant murder. He just took the token and shook the reins, so the horse continued to move forward.
When leaving, he casually glanced at the melon-eating civilians watching the excitement, and was finally attracted by Bai Lang, who stood out from the crowd and watched the melon-eating.
Without him, this guy's body is too strong and his altitude is too high. He attracted attention because he was too obtrusive and conspicuous.
The moment the two sides crossed paths, the man in official robes suddenly nodded, showing an inexplicable expression of satisfaction, and suddenly said: "Come here, I will give you a slave seal."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a seal with one hand. Then Bai Lang saw a twisted and complex energy pattern emerging from the other person's palm, like an incomprehensible talisman.
A bunch of thoughts suddenly popped up in my mind??? Is this also martial arts???
