Let me join your big family that is not happy at all, not harmonious, and a little crowded at the same time!
I hope you are not afraid of crowds!
Because I'm not afraid!
After saying that, Ning Feng hugged the other party regardless of whether the other three landlords agreed to move in as a tenant who broke into the house without permission.
Grapple!
If you can teleport away at this distance, I will admit it.
If not, haha...
"I'm coming in!"
I'm fucking here!
Therefore, under the bewildered gazes of all forces, Ning Feng directly hit his head hard and came into close contact with Katis's forehead.
Boom——
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Boom!
The body fell heavily to the ground, and the scorching hot earth burned the tired body. After the physical strength reached the limit, such hotness actually made people drowsy.
"Stand up!"
A half-year-old child was picked up from the ground by a big hand.
"one two three!"
"ha!!!!"
"Continue fighting!"
Scorching sun, sand, sweat, training...
Just seeing each of these words will make people involuntarily think of the hot memory of sweating under the scorching sun.
But now, Ning Feng had such a scene in front of him.
Dozens of children, wearing sewn animal skins and with tan-to-black skin, were doing a set of movements that looked very tiring in the sun, stretching their bodies vigorously.
His whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his body was even shaking uncontrollably.
Standing in the center of the training ground, a dark and sturdy middle-aged man who looked like an iron tower was holding a branch with barbs and looking back and forth with a serious look on his face.
The middle-aged man was not just a formal deterrent, he would also forcefully hit the children whose movements were deformed or about to fall from time to time.
Snapped!
"ah!"
A painful cry came from the child's mouth, because it was not a beating in the sense of punishment, but a real hard slap.
Every swing would leave deep blood marks on the children's bodies, sometimes leaving large chunks of flesh dripping with blood.
But when faced with the children's tears and painful looks, the man showed no mercy at all and would only attack them again.
Snapped!
"Stand up! Don't cry!"
"Keep going!"
He picked up the fallen child, threw it back to the other children, and spoke coldly:
"If you don't want to die outside, then just hold on."
"Fight! Only by constant fighting can we survive in this world!"
He pointed to the other side and said:
"When will you be qualified to take up arms and become a qualified warrior?"
On the other side where the man pointed, there was a group of slightly older children who were also training, fighting in twos and threes under the scorching sun, training fighting skills in the most primitive way.
No, that might be called "fighting".
Moreover, they are holding weapons and fighting without hesitation. Every move is aimed at the fatal point!
Primitive, savage, and extremely dangerous.
And among that group of children, there was one figure that stood out the most.
A strong young man with oil paint on his face was taking the weapon in his hand away from the neck of his opponent who fell to the ground, and tore off a bone jewelry from the opponent's body and hung it around his own neck.
And at his feet, there were three or four "corpses" breathing heavily.
He is the only winner, and all defeated enemies become his spoils.
"See? Wuqi is the most likely candidate to become the next Bone Crusher."
"Do you know how he trained? He went through the same training as you, but why is he so strong? Because only fighting can temper a true warrior!"
"This power was not given to him by God, but was stolen from the enemy in every battle!"
Looking at the children who had forgotten the pain and looked envious in their eyes, he smiled slightly, but then returned to his selfless and stern expression:
"For the future of the clan, each of you must become like Wu Qi, the most powerful warrior on this land!"
Clenching the branch in his hand, the man slapped the ground hard and roared at the stunned children:
Snapped!
"What are you waiting for!? Keep going! One! Two! Three!"
"one two three!"
This time, the children's shouts seemed to be louder.
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Dong Dong.
"Although it was a bit risky, it seems to have been successful."
After gently tapping his head, Ning Feng nodded with satisfaction after making sure that his head was neither broken nor painful.
Yes, he has a strong head.
It's not that he is really stubborn, but that Ning Feng's move this time is really risky.
In fact, he didn't have much confidence in his risky approach. Ning Feng actually didn't dare to guarantee that he could achieve his goal, but judging from the current situation... it seemed to be successful.
Ning Feng successfully broke into his spiritual world.
A mortal forced his way into the spiritual world of gods.
Even if it is a very weak god... then it is still a god!
This move can no longer be described as reckless. Any reasonable person who knows it will say "crazy".
Ning Feng is not crazy, he just has a little more confidence than others.
But soon, Ning Feng looked around with some surprise and murmured:
"But, it's such an unexpected scene."
Although Ning Feng kept saying that he wanted to join their big family, he never expected such a scene.
"So normal?"
According to Ning Feng's original thoughts, and judging from the other party's mental state, he had no doubt that he would enter a spiritual world full of distortions.
But the reality always makes him want to complain.
What is that?
What kind of ancient training ground for primitive humans?
"Why does this happen?"
He didn't expect that the other party's mental state was so... normal.
Although that training seemed very hard and cruel, Ning Feng's first reaction when looking at such a scene was that he felt warm.
He is not a sadist and does not take pleasure in other people's pain.
He is not a masochist and will not enjoy that kind of cruel pain.
Ning Feng just knew exactly what this meant.
He also grew up in this kind of training and understood the meaning of all the sweat.
For every warrior who works hard, this is the only way to go. Every drop of sweat shed on that painful road will provide nutrients for future growth.
There was no way to get close to the training ground easily. Ning Feng could only wait and watch from a distance. He had some ideas in his mind but could not easily verify them.
"Is this really the spiritual world? Or a dream? Or...a memory?"