Almost every time he uses comprehension points to learn skills, Lu Zhengkang feels like he's in another world. But if you get used to this feeling, it's actually like a big dream. Just take it easy and calm down.
While he was calming down, he saw the gang of aboriginal villains running towards them in a menacing manner, but his mind was in a state of confusion. He originally planned to pick up another martial arts skill from the system, but now he had to brace himself and face the enemy.
The Crazy Dragon Lion Spear is a superb internal force martial art, but it is not suitable for novices like him. It is a third-rate martial arts for luck, a second-rate martial arts for luck, and a first-rate martial arts for luck. Lu Zhengkang only learned the basics of spear theory and how to move strength, but he
If you don't develop inner energy, you won't be able to use further power.
That being said, it is more than enough to deal with these small and weak indigenous boys.
Lu Zhengkang straightened up his blood-tempering spear and took a majestic Siping horse stance. A surge of courage arose in his heart, and he pressed on the blood spear in his hand. The courage hidden in it was released, and he himself
With a simple glance, I could vaguely see a ghost-like shadow attached to the tip of the spear.
The charging little men suddenly burst into screams. They suddenly stopped and were less than three feet away from Lu Zhengkang's attack range. Even if they took two steps with their calves, they would die, but they were actually tempered.
Shocked by the aura on the blood spear, he flinched.
This was an unexpected surprise. Lu Zhengkang stepped forward little by little, his vigilance unabated. Every time he took a step, the natives took three steps back. This group of gray-skinned humanoids, with rough facial features and widely spaced eyes, looked clumsy and dull.
Yes, but the expressions are very rich, ranging from fear, fear and anger.
"Drink!" Lu Zhengkang threatened, and the gang of gray-skinned villains immediately backed up in shock. Some in the front row shrank too fast, and they were caught in the back row and fell backwards.
A bunch of idiots.
Lu Zhengkang knew that they were no threat, and felt relieved. He put away his spear, leaned on the ground, and looked at them with a smile.
The Gray Boys communicated with each other for a while. Their voices were high-pitched and their enunciation was a bit unclear. I wonder if it was Lu Zhengkang's imagination. The Gray Boys' accent had a curry flavor.
After waiting for about ten seconds, the natives were still chatting fiercely. Lu Zhengkang took this opportunity to look around. There was no sun in the sky, but it was not dim. The sky was dark red, and the light hitting the ground was also pale pink, with the texture of glass.
The brightness is close to dusk, which is enough. Standing in an open field, you won't feel too dark to panic.
The clouds in the sky looked dark, and there were many hairtails swimming slowly. The temperature was really low, probably below zero. It was cold and damp. Fortunately, Lu Zhengkang's "Good Brother" brand clothes kept him warm.
The effect was very good. I heard the sound of waves coming from behind, but Lu Zhengkang didn't look back, so that must be the sea there.
This is actually the second time he has entered this place. After the previous body swap, the black-haired monster discovered an abnormality, and immediately quit the game to take the physical test. This time he can finally experience this mysterious and surprising virtual reality game.
The confrontation lasted for almost five or six minutes, and the indigenous people finally came to the conclusion of the discussion. Among them was a relatively tall and strong spearman who seemed to be the leader. He wore a bright purple feather crown on his head.
It was a very beautiful decoration. He put down the weapon in his hand, spread his hands forward to show that he was harmless, and slowly approached Lu Zhengkang step by step.
The rest of the natives gathered together and stood watching this scene.
The whole process was incredibly careful, as if Lu Zhengkang was some kind of predatory beast, and they were the hunters they encountered in the forest.
Lu Zhengkang crossed his arms, and the villain looked up at him. There were a pair of beautiful blue-purple pupils in his narrow, narrow eyes. They looked at each other, and the villain pointed at the spear in Lu Zhengkang's hand and his clothes.
pants.
Lu Zhengkang stared into the villain's eyes. In the reflection of his eyes, Lu Zhengkang's body was surrounded by three lines of gray smoke.
So, can they really see souls?
But why can the invisible soul be seen through the reflection of his eyeballs? So the eyeballs have miraculous effects. Lu Zhengkang thought about the opportunity to take a pair of their eyeballs and try to refine them individually.
Perhaps his malice was too obvious, and the indigenous leader trembled. He knelt on the ground, rested his forehead on the mudflat, and raised his hands in a gesture of acceptance.
Lu Zhengkang felt at a loss. The indigenous leader kept talking, his tone was trembling and urgent, like rain hitting banana trees. The dense air-conditioning and moist shadow lingered. The indigenous people in the distance started making noises, waiting for Lu Zhengkang to look up.
They, they immediately fell silent again.
Lu Zhengkang thought for a while and handed the blood-tempering spear to the indigenous leader. He handed it with both hands and placed it on the leader's humble palm. This action, for some reason, caused a round of cheers.
The leader breathed a long sigh of relief and stepped back on his knees. After some distance, he finally raised his head. His forehead was stained with wet sand, and his face looked solemn and pious. He stood up and bowed to Lu Zhengkang repeatedly, and Lu
Seeing his weapon in the hands of others, he felt uncomfortable for a moment. He regretted that he might as well have given his shirt to someone else, or even if it didn't work, he could just grab a handful of dirt and maybe the native would be happy.
Now, the indigenous leader returned to the team and raised his blood-quenching spear. Witnessed by his companions, he ran happily in the direction he came from like a victorious general. As soon as he left, others immediately followed. This coastal man
The area was layered with jungles and tidal flats. The natives soon disappeared into a forest and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the deer Zhengkang messy in the wind.
"I'm drunk. If I just kill them all, this wouldn't be a problem." Mr. Lu sighed, and turned around and walked towards the sea.
Let's find some raw materials first, and it's best to make a fire.
There are not many types of trees here, some are tall, some are thick and short, some are tough, and some are brittle. Lu Zhengkang is not Steve, and he cannot pull up trees with his bare hands, but there are some sharp gravels on the ground, and he is just right
He used it to cut wood. He found a thin tree with soft skin and soft bones, and it didn't take long to chop it down. Lu Zhengkang saw that the trunk was full of juice, so he broke off a piece of the stem and chewed it. It tasted sweet like sugar cane.
Now he is not sleepy or tired, enjoying the unique joy of the survival game. He peels off the fine velvet on the surface of the palm to use as a fire starter. Then he takes the branch and looks at the properties of the wood stick [Toughness Level 1, Flesh Level 1].
It's surprising, the range of flesh and blood is a bit large, it seems that any living body has the attribute of flesh and blood.
Lu Zhengkang stared at the wooden bars, but the feeling of inspiration did not appear.
He frowned and felt a little discouraged. He could only make fire by drilling wood. He had practiced this skill well during the training, but it was difficult to make a fire in a humid and windy environment. Half an hour later, the fourth time
Pour the hot fire flakes into the palm hair, hold it and blow it carefully, until smoke finally comes out, and the fire rises.
Flame, orange-red flame.
This flame is not a solid, liquid, gaseous, or ionic state. To be precise, the flame is a phenomenon of high-energy reaction of matter. It is like a pot of gas soup, burning and bursting with light and heat. The atmosphere is like a sculptor.
The same, constantly distorting the appearance of the flame, hiding infinite passion in a ball of fire.
The inspiration for alchemy broke out again and could not be suppressed.