The smart devices on the earth are just convenient for users to access the Internet and live. They do not have the function of detecting combat power in a comic book in Ma Qiangang's previous life.

At most, it can apply politely to the other party and check the other party's warrior certificate level with the other party's consent.

So Ma Qiangang didn't see the battle between these Tianwu clans with his smart glasses, but based on the intuition of the warrior, he could still realize that the martial arts people living outside the Zuting Mountain were not of great strength.

"Most of us, that is, the third grade of our primary school, ordinary people in the martial arts realm..."

Ma Qiangang thought to himself, and then Huang Siming explained to him: "These are civilians who have no beast transformation. They can only work, so they cannot live in Zuting Mountain unless they have a duty."

"You can only work? You discriminate against the working people so much is a bad view!"

Huang Siming had a pretty face and asked, "What is the working people?"

"Forget it, I can't explain it to you?"

Ma Qiangang is not a bastard, so why did he try to explain to a foreign race that crosses three levels of social forms?

The Tianwu clan, which is obviously still in the tribal era, only respects warriors and treats those who work as animals. Although martial arts are the most respected on earth, even civilians have basic civil rights.

Ma Qiangang's impatientness turned into another emotion in Huang Siming's ears.

"He is so kind..."

"Although the original royal family and officials of the Yin Dynasty were servile to our Tianwu clan, they were always unhappy, and they were as disgusting as insects."

"But these people from the Xinyin Dynasty are very reasonable and always have inexplicable kindness."

Ma Qiangang didn't know that he had a day when he was praised as kind, and inexplicably helped the Zhuxia Empire export a wave of values.

At this time, he could already see that not far ahead, there was a mountain that rose from the ground and overturned for more than a thousand miles. On the other side was the ancestral mountain of the Tianwu clan.

The Tianwu clan has lived in the mountains for generations. Although the clan has strong military power, it has never had the consciousness to expand its territory. It only guards the Zuting Mountain, and at most it does not have to extravagate some tribes living nearby.

The little Maer thought to himself, "That young master, and what other Luan Sili have seen me, so I have to change my appearance."

Disguise mud is a restricted item, and Ma Qiangang usually doesn't spare any of it, so he can only use the strange tendon meridian. The muscles on his face have been picked up, and his body has grown thirty centimeters, turning into a big man with a square face and a face of more than two meters. Because of his body shape, he seems to be seven or eight years older.

Huang Siming occasionally turned his head and saw Ma Qiangang changing his appearance. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Will you change?"

Ma Qiangang smiled and said, "The change won't be, it's just a little bit of manipulating the muscles."

Of course, the alien tendons cannot change. Although Ma Qiangang can turn himself into a nine-meter giant, he is still manipulating muscles and bones. This is a typical mutation in superpower martial arts.

If Neilheit practices the Kaba war dance, if it reaches the Wuhao realm, it can even give birth to exoskeleton armor, and its defense is even better than the alien tendon meridian.

Huang Siming couldn't help but ask: "Although your human race's martial arts are not as wonderful as our hundreds of tribes in the Jiuzhou, everyone can practice it. Are you not afraid of ordinary people rebelling?"

Ma Qiangang smiled and said, "If you have high martial arts skills, you will improve your status. How could you reach the point of rebellion?"

Huang Siming is a little confused. Whether it is the Tianwu clan or the other hundreds of tribes in the nine provinces, the beast is destined to determine the noble and low status. If the beast is destined to be noble, you can practice superior martial arts. If the beast is destined to be noble, you can only practice vulgar martial arts.

Even if they give their superior martial arts to those beasts who transform into lowly people, they will not be able to practice them.

As for the civilians who did not have beast transformation, they were made into secular people by the hundreds of tribes in the Jiuzhou. They could not practice martial arts that they had to be promoted by beast transformation. They could only practice extremely inferior martial arts, so they would not shake the foundation of the hundreds of tribes in the Jiuzhou.

Huang Siming cannot understand. If the secular people can also practice profound martial arts, how should the hundreds of tribes in the nine provinces deal with themselves? I am afraid that the rule of all tribes will collapse.

How can the human race in the Yin Dynasty be safe and sound?

Ma Qiangang had given up at this time. The idea of ​​killing Huang Siming was so deep into the territory of the Tianwu clan that he could not play rough and barbaric, and he had to be "warm and affectionate".

The little horse whispered, "I will leave after getting the weapons. Please help me hide my identity. After all, I have fought with the noble young master and was found out. "

Huang Siming Yingying smiled and said, "I only say you are the newly acquired war ghost!"

Ma Qiangang thought about it. Although he knew that in the Tianwu clan, the status of War Ghosts was equivalent to that of a slave, he had no other choice but to answer in disappointment: "Okay!"

"Don't worry, as a war ghost, you have the same status as the ordinary warrior of your clan, so no one will be embarrassed."

Ma Qiangang learned in textbooks. There is no detailed division of warrior level in Jiuzhou as the Earth. It only turns all warriors into warriors, all martial artists into generals, and all the martial gods are elders.

As the bodyguard of the general, the War Ghost belongs to the general's personal property. Apart from the owner, he does not need to bow his head to others. His status is indeed not low.

Huang Siming was originally worried that Xiao Ma'er was reluctant to be a war ghost, and she could not give her other identities. After all, Ma Qiangang is an outsider, and has not yet transformed into a beast, and his martial arts are not good. At a glance, he knows that he is from the Yin Dynasty.

Ma Qiangang agreed, which made Huang Siming feel a little relieved. She got through "this big thing" and felt a little sweet in her heart.

At this moment, a light sound came from the direction of Zuting Mountain, and a man in black also had two wings on his ribs and soared in the sky.

Xiao Maer was so envious of him. He was still Wu Hao, and he had no ability to go through the air. Only the Martial Saint could fly on earth, but the alien races in Jiuzhou had this kind of talented ability.

In fact, any dimensional realm has some advantages that exceed the earth, such as the formations and spells of the heavenly realm, which are more brilliant than the earth.

The alien races in Jiuzhou have many convenient features, even more convenient than technology.

"Is this the one who snatched my unsatisfactory Luan Sili?"

"I just asked Huang Siming that he is also a prayer officer, and his status is one level higher than that of ordinary war generals. The spoils of the Tianwu clan have always been owned by private owners, and even if she doesn't want to ask for them."

"The Tianwu clan still uses the economic model of bartering things, and needs to find ways to exchange it. I don't know what technological creation he likes."

Ma Qiangang stopped, looked at Huang Siming and greeted Luan Sili, and shouted: "Young Master, can you?"
Chapter completed!