After a session of Bajiquan, Zhuang Wuming's whole body was shaken, and a familiar feeling came over his heart.
At this time, his eyes flashed and fell on his own skills, and skills appeared on them.
Unique skill: "Bajiquan" (Basic: Master Bajiquan, mastery of own body increases by 0%.)
A smile appeared on Zhuang Wuming's face, "Okay, Bajiquan can be used."
"Then let's accept the memory of this body."
Looking at the properties panel, I clicked on Accept Memory.
A fragment of memory rushed into Zhuang Wuming's mind, and his thoughts suddenly came to his heart.
There was a dark space here, with bits and pieces of debris floating here. He looked at himself.
An illusory figure stood in the deep darkness.
Looking across the fragments, Zhuang Wuming reached out and touched one of them.
A piece of information poured into his mind from the fragments, and then he frowned.
"This is?"
The original owner of this body is named Zhang Lin. He was a beggar who grew up in this Jade City.
This is a world with martial arts, the legendary martial arts.
But it is not a world of low martial arts, but a world similar to high martial arts.
Often beggars like them would see heroes flying around.
The heroes are either capturing criminal robbers, or they are competing against each other for reputation and rights, or they are engaging in vendettas.
This is a dynasty called Dakun. The leader of the dynasty is known as the invincible and the number one martial arts master.
Every leader of the Dakun Dynasty is number one, otherwise he cannot suppress all the sects in the world.
Generally speaking, this is a world similar to that in novels, a world where sects and dynasties are in opposition but coexist.
As a beggar, Zhang Lin's dream is to become a hero, jump over the dragon gate and become a master.
However, during a theft yesterday, he was discovered by others and beaten to death on the spot.
If one of his friends hadn't fought him back home, he might have been thrown into a mass grave.
This is a world where martial arts are extremely developed. The strong get stronger and the weak get weaker, but there are still opportunities to make a comeback.
As long as you can join a sect, even a third-rate sect, you can escape the precarious life at the bottom.
"The power system in this world seems to be very powerful. Maybe we can learn from it."
"Since my talent has produced the ability to jump in time and space, there must be some reason."
"My current goal is to figure out the mystery and what it will do for me."
"Also, what are the uses of this new high-dimensional attribute? Moreover, all attributes need to be sacrificed to gain improvement."
With a trace of thought in his eyes, Zhuang Wuming walked out of his dilapidated house.
At present, all attributes have reached one point, which consumes about hundreds of evolution points.
From Zhang Lin's memory, Zhuang Wuming discovered that the ordinary warriors here were not extremely powerful.
That is to say, the criminal level. His current attributes are considered to be the best among the third-rate gangs.
He left his shabby house on a dirt road with sewage flowing across it, and lived in a slum.
After walking less than ten steps, you can see a person lying in an alley next to you.
There was blood flowing everywhere, and he was obviously dead.
Shake your head, this kind of murder happens every day in the slums, and their bodies will soon be thrown into mass graves by the collectors.
The most indispensable thing in this world is dead people.
The street is bustling.
There are street vendors, restaurants, inns, fireworks and literati everywhere.
There are also martial arts people wearing swords and swords, in small groups, wearing bright clothes and angry horses.
The sight of an ancient bustling city made Zhuang Wuming's eyelids jump.
He did not stay any longer on this bustling street and walked directly towards his destination.
Sanhe Gang.
The largest gang in Yucheng recruits new members every month.
Today happened to be the time when the Sanhe Gang was recruiting new members, and Zhuang Wuming planned to go in and give it a try.
It is said that as long as you join the Sanhe Gang, you can be taught martial arts, even the lowest martial arts.
The Sanhe Gang is located in the west of Yucheng, in a huge school ground. Even the military camp's school ground is not as big as it.
At this time, thousands of people gathered in front of the gate of the Sanhe Gang. The noisy ones were all coming to report and wanted to enter the Sanhe Gang.
Zhuang Wuming was also one of them. There were people from all three religions and nine streams gathered together, but most of them were beggars.
dong dong dong
The sound of gongs resounded through the sky, and a dry voice sounded.
"Everyone pays attention to me. Be quiet after entering. Anyone who makes noise will be kicked out directly."
The speaker was an old man, but he was full of energy.
After roaring, everyone became quiet.
Looking at the quail-like crowd, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's go in."
People outside the gate quickly rushed through the gate and entered the school grounds inside.
Zhuang Wuming was also among them, following the crowd in.
The school grounds are large enough to accommodate thousands of people.
A group of people stood together in confusion, and with the sound of a gong, everyone fell silent again.
A middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe looked at everyone with cold eyes, standing on a high platform.
"Listen to me, our Sanhe Gang is the largest gang in Yucheng. If you want to join the gang, you must withstand the test."
"It's absolutely impossible to come in and eat and wait to die."
"The test is very simple. Now everyone please separate three feet apart."
"Stand down and stand on the school field without falling. If you can hold on to the last 100 people, you will pass."
As if they already knew the method of the test, everyone spread out in all directions, one meter apart from each other.
After they selected their positions, they all stood still and the test began.
Zhuang Wuming looked at this posture and didn't care. This test was very easy for him.
The horse steps slightly, and the stake technique is unfolded.
Although it was the first time for him to practice with this body, Zhuang Wuming's practice experience quickly allowed him to quickly correct his posture.
As his body trembled, a faint heat spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
In a daze, Zhuang Wuming fell into concentration.
It was the hottest summer day at this time, and the high-hanging sun was pouring down countless heat. Many people were already sweating profusely and their bodies were crumbling after standing for just an hour.
However, Zhuang Wuming's whole body was peaceful, and all the bones and flesh in his body were slowly trembling under the method of planting.
The heat was transferred to the whole body along with the blood, and then slowly dissipated. Although he was also sweating, he was much better than others.
And his strong physical fitness also allowed him to persevere.
Time passes minute by minute.
Plop
Some people could no longer hold on and fell down.
Immediately afterwards, gang members walked over, lifted the fallen man up, and left the school grounds.
These fainted people were all fed a thick medicinal soup overnight and stuffed with a few copper coins. After they recovered a little, they were kicked out.
Obviously, the Sanhe Gang is quite kind in their work, and this medicinal soup is clearly designed to prevent heatstroke. (To be continued)