"Second grade..." At this moment, Zhang Rongfang once again realized how depressing it is for people from the lower class in the Great Spiritual Body.
"But it's okay. It's a hope after all, isn't it?" Dong Dafang looked a little helpless.
"It's better than those talking..." he added at the end.
Xukou is the collective name for Great Spirit slaves.
Indeed, it is really only a little better than a slave.
The next few people were not in the mood to talk and started sparring separately.
Zhang Rongfang and Dong Dafang sparred, Xu Mingyu and Li Fuhua together.
"Are you here to show off your tactics today?" Dong Dafang asked after standing opposite Zhang Rongfang.
"No, let's practice the moves to dismantle weapons." Zhang Rongfang said, "Try it first."
"Okay!" Dong Dafang said with a smile, "The old rule is, no beating is allowed except for the head and lower body. Be careful, don't make me beat you until you cry."
"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Zhang Rongfang also smiled.
The two distanced themselves and faced each other.
This was not the first time the two had sparred. They both knew each other's strengths and were evenly matched. Dong Dafang could win six or seven times out of ten by practicing more time.
"coming!"
Dong Dafang struck Zhang Rongfang in the neck with his right fist.
The latter raised his forearm and blocked it with the fleshy part.
Snapped.
Zhang Rongfang carefully compared it in his mind. Compared with his previous strength, it was obviously much easier for him to block this move today.
‘My strength is much stronger.’ His heart moved slightly.
The two faced each other, their hands and feet constantly fighting, and the areas where the soft protective gear was tied made a loud bang.
Zhang Rongfang was a little cautious at first, but later he became more and more relaxed.
The opponent's movement speed and strength seemed to him to be very slow.
It's like slow playback in a movie.
Several times, he felt that he could easily take action and end the sparring, but considering that his changes were too big and too sudden, he did not take action.
Originally, he planned to use attribute points to improve his strength, assess his level, and obtain a temporary position in a very short period of time.
I didn't expect that...
As a barbarian, you need to be at least level two to gain a level....
And even if the level goes up, you still have to be a follower...
With this kind of oppression of the nation, it is no wonder that there are people revolting outside.
Zhang Rongfang was unconsciously distracted for a moment.
Fortunately, he remembered to hide his progress and tried his best to show the same level as before, only a little progress.
And Dong Dafang is also a newbie, so there is no difference at all in his Yue Shaping Talisman.
After practicing for a while, several people gathered together to wipe off sweat and drink water to replenish their energy.
On the mountainside in the distance, the morning sun rises slowly, and the rays illuminate the clouds and mist, as if the entire Qinghe Palace is shrouded in golden red.
"DaFang, tell me, how powerful are those top players?" Zhang Rongfang has always wanted to know this.
Since the outing incident, every time he practiced martial arts, he would unconsciously recall the way Xiao Rong had sweat on his forehead after finishing the fight.
High-level masters generally do not practice martial arts in such dojos, but will find a separate place to practice.
"I heard that people who have entered the realm of martial arts and strengthened their muscles and nourished their blood will be much stronger than us. Their skin will also be harder, as if covered with a layer of cowhide." Dong Dafang replied.
"If you really want to fight, as long as you don't use sharp weapons, you are at an advanced level, and the moves are not too different, you can usually run away if you can. If you can't, you can find sharp weapons and equipment before you give it a try."
Another voice suddenly came over.
Several people heard the news and went away, but they saw a tall and strong Taoist standing beside them at some unknown time, speaking in a posture that was familiar to everyone.
"Senior Brother Zhang Xintai?" Zhang Rongfang was stunned.
This person is clearly the second-grade senior brother he met at the last gathering.
The rest of Dong Dafang and others stood up and saluted with clasped fists. Zhang Xintai and Zhang Rongfang would occasionally come over to talk, and they had met them too.
"I was doing my inspection in the afternoon, and I saw you on the list, so I wanted to call you over, but I didn't expect that you were called away in advance." Zhang Xintai said helplessly.
"Senior brother, it's because I don't have this blessing." Zhang Rongfang said in surprise.
"Actually, the strength of martial arts mainly depends on two points, the strength of the martial arts itself, and your own realm and actual combat experience." Zhang Xintai said with a smile.
He opened the hem of his Taoist robe and made a hand gesture of Yue-shaped talisman - light the breeze.
"Want a hand?"
"It's what I asked for!" Zhang Rongfang was delighted, "Please give me some advice, senior brother."
Without hesitation, he stepped forward and waved out the mountain banner.
This move mainly attacks the chest, and the movement is like a sudden swipe of a pen on a large picture scroll, drawing out a large section of ink.
"Not bad!" Zhang Xintai was slightly surprised. He was very proficient in this move.
"In actual combat, the strength of martial arts is the most important factor. Many martial arts have many flaws. If you use this kind of martial arts to fight, unless you are much faster than the opponent, you will be beaten within a few rounds.
die."
While he was making moves to block Zhang Rongfang, he was also fighting back naturally and with a certain rhythm.
"The lower the level of martial arts mastery, the more flaws there are. The higher the level, the fewer flaws. The higher the actual combat experience, the less flaws. Therefore, if the same sect competes with different realms, the winner will be determined faster."
Zhang Xintai gently walked around behind Zhang Rongfang, struck out with a palm, and lined up on the latter's vest.
"You exposed too many flaws with this move, so you have already died once."
Zhang Rongfang immediately understood that these three moves...
He retreated, cupped his fists, and took a few breaths.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."
There was a pause.
"So, from the perspective of senior brother, martial arts is the key to everything?"
Martial arts in this world have always been fascinating.
This kept him unclear about what a true master was.
"That's right." Zhang Xintai nodded and lowered his voice. "You will become more and more confused even if it is complicated. So, you only need to know that the stronger the martial arts you master, the more powerful you are."
"Understood..." Zhang Rongfang heard what was hidden in it.
From his understanding.
There are many martial arts, and their own practice also requires a higher foundation.
So judging from this sentence alone, it’s not wrong.
"In my rejuvenation and purification time talisman, the Yue-shaped talisman is just the basis. The talisman that is ranked higher is more powerful. If you have the opportunity in the future, you should try your best to learn the previous talismans. Of course, that may require a true identity.
"
Zhang Xintai explained some martial arts content, which helped several people understand Yue Xingfu a lot more.
After the morning exercise, the four of them went back to their rooms to wash up.
Zhang Rongfang did not continue to follow Xiao Qingying this time. Instead, he went to the inspection room and got the assigned team number from the inspection brother.
The place he was going to was Huangyu Village, a relatively large village in Huaxin County.
The team he belongs to is led by a senior brother named Na Mu Shi.
The grade of the wood and stone is the second grade, the same as the other team leaders.
This departure requires staying outside for ten days.
Four days of round trip and six days of patrolling the area around the village.
A martial arts disciple like Zhang Rongfang, who had only practiced martial arts for a short time, was actually pulled into the team for inspection. He couldn't imagine what would happen if a disciple like him encountered a real bandit.
You have no equipment, and even though you have practiced martial arts, when faced with weapons such as knives, do your enemies still have to wait for you to come up and hit them with your fists?
So it is obvious that disciples like them will either be used as soy sauce or cannon fodder.
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The autumn rain is continuous.
At the entrance of a small mountain village in the mud, there is a withered yellow path between the green mountains, forests and fields.
The trail spreads out from the mountain and connects to the front of the village, like a long winding snake.
The sky was gloomy at this time, and there were birds chirping in the mountains from time to time.
A group of Great Spirit officers and soldiers wearing leather armor, official swords hanging from their waists, and carrying bows and arrows quivers on their backs were walking towards the village along the muddy path.
In the team, there were four Taoist priests wearing short blue Taoist robes.
"The destination is nearby, be on guard." The captain leading the officers and soldiers shouted loudly.
The captain was 1.9 meters tall, strong and burly, and carried a black spear with a wooden pole over 1.5 meters long.
This man's name is Yang Xuanchao, a third-class northerner, and his martial arts level is third-class.
Among the four Taoist priests, the man with a dark complexion and a Chinese character face looked back at the other three.
"This is our destination. We will stay here for the next six days to patrol the surrounding bandits.
Of course, we are not the main force, but we must always pay attention."
This person is Na Mu Shi, and he is also the leader of Zhang Rongfang's team. As a second-level master, he is naturally not a novice who has not experienced actual combat.
This gave the other three people a little sense of security.
Zhang Rongfang stood among them, looking around and observing the situation all the way so that he could be prepared if any trouble occurred.
Xiao Qingying is on his side, and there is also a male Taoist named Chen Yuncao. This is the entire configuration of their team.
One second fret and three no frets.
With the cooperation of officers and soldiers, it seems to be very safe.
At this time, the village was not far away, on a hilltop.
Several bandits wearing tattered clothes, lined with smelly leather armor, were hiding in the bushes, looking over here from a distance.
Through the trees, they could see the situation near the village.
"The team is too strong. It's hard to do the buyer's job." The bandit leader frowned.
"The situation is different from what the buyer said. There are too many officers and soldiers here." Another bandit replied in a low voice.
"Don't worry, I heard that there will be arrangements to place the order later, and if there is really no chance, we will withdraw. At worst, we can just take half of the deposit and it will be considered a profit!" the bandit leader said nonchalantly.
In fact, both the bandits and the officers and soldiers knew that this kind of cooperative inspection was mostly done for the superiors to see.
When these teams come out, they will be calm and trouble-free, and everyone will cooperate with each other tacitly.
If he didn't come out, they would continue to make targeted moves.
The bandits watched for a while, then quietly retreated.
The life of the residents in Huangyu Village is quite boring.
Zhang Rongfang initially thought that this trip was extremely dangerous, but only later did he realize that these officers and soldiers were quite powerful.
Not one on one, but bow and arrow.
Within sixty meters, it is almost perfect.
Four days passed without seeing the bandits, but they had killed a lot of game on the mountain.
At first, Zhang Rongfang was quite vigilant and always cautious, but only later did he realize that these officers and soldiers had no intention of going out to patrol the mountains.
The captain of the officers and soldiers drank and bragged with the rich people in the village every day, and they were obviously acquaintances.
The rest of the officers and soldiers were scattered around, some were hunting, and some were looking for places to sleep.
The Taoist priest Mu Shi who came from Qinghe Palace, on the contrary, has a lot of responsibilities.
He led the three of them on patrols around the village every day.
But seeing how he bent down to pick herbs from time to time, Zhang Rongfang felt that this guy probably came out just to pick herbs.
Taking them out is just to help carry things.
It seems that the ten days are coming to an end soon, and it is time to go back soon.