"Dad, what are you doing?" Wu Xiangtian looked at the two tortured dead soldiers and asked.
The middle-aged man in the black feather cloak slowly turned around, faced them, and said: "The many barbaric skills passed down from my Wu family can stimulate their potential at critical moments."
As they spoke, the screams of the two barbarians became even more intense. It was visible to the naked eye that the thick needles on their bodies were slowly sinking into their bodies.
Xia Qingchen had heard that in addition to the physical strength of the barbarians, there were also very few barbarians who mastered some mysterious barbaric arts. They could stimulate the human body's potential to the maximum.
A barbarian with a physique in the middle stage of a great star position can inspire a powerful physique in the late stage of a great star position.
However, this is at the expense of lifespan!
The effect of potential can usually only last for an hour. When the effect dissipates, the body will be completely useless, and the body will be unable to lie in bed, or it will die on the spot.
It can be said that it is an extremely self-harming method and is rarely used in extraordinary situations.
In order to win the battle, the dead soldiers risked their lives completely.
Suddenly, Priest Wu's eyes fell on Xia Qingchen: "Who is this?"
Xia Qingchen was about to respond when Wu Xiangtian said: "He is a friend of mine."
"Oh." Priest Wu responded casually: "Where is the dead soldier you are looking for?"
Wu Xiangtian said ashamedly: "I haven't found the right one. Those death row prisoners are too weak."
Seeing the fate of the dead soldiers, he temporarily changed his mind and gave up letting Xia Qingchen become a dead soldier participating in the meeting.
"Humph!" Priest Wu said sternly: "What did I tell you just now? If you can't find a dead soldier, just get one yourself!"
The venue for the fight is a volcano, where the environment is harsh and full of dangers. If you accidentally fall into it, you will definitely be turned into ashes.
Or occasionally being burned by the flames spurting out, that is also the result of serious injury.
Experiencing a fight there would be too dangerous, so that's why the tribe of Priest Wu didn't look for contestants among its own people, but chose to look for dead warriors from outside.
Wu Xiangtian remained silent, and Priest Wu said in disgust: "Look at you, you are idle all day long and can't do anything serious. Why don't you learn from your elder brother Wu Guiming?"
For this eldest son, Priest Wu was very dissatisfied with him.
Let him lead the troops to fight and plunder the cities on the border of Liangjing. The black ghosts who went with him killed hundreds of people, kidnapped hundreds of girls, and looted carts and carts of wealth.
But as for his son, the loss of soldiers and generals was not counted, and he came back empty-handed.
This made Wu, one of the top ten priests, completely embarrassed.
Later, they no longer expected him to fight, and placed him in the center so that he could inherit the barbaric skills of the Wu clan, which would be useful in the Liangjing war in the future. It was a good thing for him, he spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, and so far he has not even managed one decent barbarian attack.
I haven’t learned any techniques yet!
All day long, he and those unlearned barbarians were running rampant and misbehaving in the center. If it weren't for the support of me, the leader of the top ten priests, he would have been beaten to death!
Wu Xiangtian said indifferently: "Then you accept Wu Xiangtian as your son."
"You! You evildoer, you are going to make me angry to death!" Priest Wu was furious: "Why did I give birth to such a useless son like you?"
Xia Qingchen secretly shook his head after hearing this. If Wu Xiangtian is useless, then who is?
While peers of the same age are competing with each other, Wu Xiangtian's ambition has already surpassed that of Nu Tianyi. This will alone is beyond comparison with those of the same age.
However, in order to protect him from the barbaric arts, Wu Xiangtian temporarily changed his mind and prevented him from becoming a dead soldier. Xia Qingchen also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it is a pity that bodhicitta is lost, it also avoids a deadly battle.
Next, it’s time to find a way to leave the Wu family tribe.
But at this moment, a hearty laugh came: "Dad, second dad, I'm back!"
Wu Bo Fu's eyes lit up and he immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Oh! Gui Ming is back!"
Xia Qingchen looked sideways, and saw a young man with one arm and a face full of hideous scars, grinning and striding towards him.
A group of people behind him were carrying a large number of boxes, and they were also escorting many abducted Liangjing women.
He is the most dazzling younger member of the Wu family today, Wu Guiming, who can lead barbarian soldiers to plunder Liangjing at a young age. He will win every battle, and every victory will definitely bring back a large amount of gold, silver, treasures and women.
Wu Guiming came in with a smile, glanced at the priest Wu who was present, and bowed down to salute very respectfully: "Dad, I'm back!"
The coldness on Priest Wu's face melted away a lot after seeing him, and he reached out to help him: "Gui Ming, where did you plunder again this time?"
He both appreciated and felt complicated.
This nephew of mine is so outstanding, in comparison, Wu Xiangtian is absolutely useless!
Wu Xiangtian chuckled: "Jiuli City!"
Hearing this, Wu Bofu was surprised: "Jiuli City is home to Bai Zhantian's three main military districts. How did you get in?"
Even Priest Wu was surprised. Jiuli City was the second largest city in southern Xinjiang and was heavily defended. Three military districts were stationed nearby for tight defense. Wu Gui only had less than a hundred men, so how could he possibly break in?
"Hey, my nephew knows some local family forces. They disguised us as a caravan and sneaked in. Then they robbed us, grabbed some treasures and women, and left."
He didn't have the ability to attack Jiuli City. He just had a traitor help him sneak in and escape before the military region could react.
Priest Wu couldn't help but applaud and praised: "Well done! How many people were killed?"
Wu Guiming licked his lips and said with a cold smile: "About a hundred. I didn't count carefully. Anyway, I just kill people when I see them. Hehe, it's so cool to listen to them crying for father and mother!"
"Hahaha! Good kill! Those self-righteous Liang people should have a taste of our Lou Nan's steel knife." Priest Wu showed morbid excitement.
Wu Bofu was even more proud. He patted his shoulder and said, "As expected of you, you are my son. Well done!"
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Wu Xiangtian, who was silent but holding his neck high, and said with contempt in his heart: "What are you doing, you loser! If you hadn't been Wu, would you still be standing here?"
And his son, although not the son of Wu, became the most outstanding young man in the Wu tribe.
Wu Guiming chuckled and said, "By the way, I prepared a gift for Daddy."
He clapped his hands, and two servants came in carrying an iron box. When they opened it, they found a string of exquisite jade beads inside.
"I got this from robbing a Nirvana shop. It is said to be a third-level Nirvana. Wearing it for a long time can help you concentrate. I gave it to my dad."
Priest Wu took it, his tentacles were gentle, and he couldn't help but said with satisfaction: "My nephew is interested!"
Wu Guiming smiled and looked at Wu Xiangtian: "Cousin, I also prepared a gift for you."
He clapped his hands, and the servant brought in a young female head in a container and brought it to Wu Xiangtian.