Chapter 9: Crushed over and over again

Zhang Yue pondered and asked, "The general is a cultivator?"

"Not bad. So don't be lost, my flesh and blood have been refined by Yuan Qi, and it is not something that you mortals can hurt. No more nonsense, come again. ”

Zhang Yue pulled out the Pu Dao, he already had a more intuitive understanding of the cultivators. Indeed, a cultivator like Lei Dahu can't hurt by relying on his fists, and he may not be able to do anything by relying on a simple knife. He clearly remembered that when he examined the few otherworldly people who had been strafed by the tank, ordinary * Zidan could not completely penetrate the bodies of these people. If you can't hurt the vital point, it is almost impossible to be fatal, and it can't reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness much.

Pu Dao, can you hurt Lei Dahu?

Probably can't hurt it, and the tattoo captain can't even blow up three hands.

Zhang Yue is not good at swordsmanship, he has only practiced two moves, one to cut and one to lift. Chop is from the top down, and lift is from the bottom up. He stared at the other party, there was no fancy, since the other party asked him to cut, he cut directly.

Lei Dahu's eyes condensed slightly, revealing a look of interest, and his skin had already collapsed. The other party was just a mortal, a young doll, but he felt the other party's fighting spirit. This knife was very fast, and he knew that he couldn't avoid it, but fortunately, he didn't need to dodge it.

The simple knife went straight up and down, and went straight down and straight up. Two stabs, leaving two stab wounds, the wounds broke open the skin, and gurgling blood came out.

Lei Dahu was churning angrily because of the injury, and he directly pushed Zhang Yue away with one knee, and threw his hand out with a heavy punch. The heavy punch hit Zhang Yue's shoulder, Zhang Yue seemed to hear the sound of bone cracking, and then he rolled and flew out.

"Hahaha, happy. Little baby, yes, yes, if it weren't for Lao Tzu being a cultivator, you would have already killed Lao Tzu with these two knives. Lei Dahu is very happy, of course, he also has self-knowledge, and he is a bit of a big bully.

Zhang Yue got up and covered his shoulders, there was no need to go on, he also had a clear understanding of the strength of the cultivator, even if he used his fist to fight, it would be difficult to support him under Lei Dahu's hands. He clenched his fists and said reluctantly with an unconvinced expression, "The general is mighty." ”

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. Lao Tzu has a heavy hand, I'm afraid that this punch will hurt you, come with me and treat your injuries. Without waiting for Zhang Yue to agree, Lei Dahu carried him and left.

Zhang Yue silently remembered the route, probably there was a military camp in the west of the city, the official name was Shaoshan Camp, but Lei Dahu said that it was a death camp.

Ninety percent of Du Juanguo's army was composed of mortals, and ten percent was composed of cultivators. Only the generals of the mortal camp are cultivators, and the cultivation camp is composed of all practitioners, and the cultivation camp is the real backbone of a country. The real use of the mortal camp is to consume each other's resources, so Lei Dahu said that the mortal camp is a death camp.

The Shaking Mountain Camp is also a death camp.

There were four thousand commanders in the Shaking Mountain Battalion, and Lei Dahu was one of them, and the battalion commander of the Shaking Mountain Camp was a cultivator named Ou Zeduan.

Lei Laohu threw Zhang Yue a small bottle of medicine, "Wipe it yourself, save some, this is a rare thing." ”

Zhang Yue rubbed the medicine on his head, as soon as the medicine touched the skin, it was cool and penetrating, and it seemed that a cool breath invaded the skin and began to moisturize the bones, and the shoulders with cracked bones were much better in a moment.

"This is Xiuyuan ointment, it's a bit of a waste to give you a mortal to use. However, Lao Tzu is willing to give it to you, and Lao Tzu is willing to give you better things, such as teaching you the method of cultivation, boy, are you excited?" Lei Dahu looked at Zhang Yue, like a big bad wolf that seduced Little Red Riding Hood.

"General, you have conditions, right?" Zhang Yue is not stupid.

"Not bad. Lei Dahu said bluntly, "Lao Tzu wants to do a big thing, but if you lack someone, it's you." ”

"Why me?"

"It's nothing, Lao Tzu believes in fate, I know at a glance that you are a person you can trust. ”

"If you can really teach me the method of cultivation, I promise you the conditions. Zhang Yue's eyes froze and he made a decision. When he came to this world, he already had a very intuitive understanding of the cultivators here, and the kind of power that an individual burst out of his body made him yearn for it.

Zhang Yue is the trump card of the Wolf Tooth Special Brigade, and in a sense, he represents the top individual combat ability in the modern world. As a result, when I got here, I couldn't catch the tattoo captain's move, and I was also blown away by the punch of the bearded man in front of me, and I lost convincingly.

How can a king endure such a gap. He wants to understand the practice and then become king again.

Of course, the most important thing is that it is also within the scope of his mandate.

"Refreshing!" Lei Dahu laughed, "Today you take a rest, and tomorrow I will teach you to practice." ”

The effect of Xiuyuan paste is really very strong, after Zhang Yue rubbed Xiuyuan ointment, his shoulder recovered quickly, and he already felt not too painful in the evening, and he was expected to rub it again, and he would be healed in one night. What a miracle medicine.

In the evening he walked around the camp, and the whole barracks occupied the entire hill, with the hill as the center, divided into four sides, and on each side was stationed a mortal battalion. In addition to the Shaking Mountain Camp in the west, there is also a battalion in the east, south, and north.

Zhang Yue couldn't get out of the Shaoshan camp, so he couldn't inquire about the situation of the other three battalions. As for the soldiers in the Shaking Mountain Camp, he took a closer look, and they were indeed mortals.

"Hey, you, that's you, come here. In the camp, a thin middle-aged man came out of the tent and saw Zhang Yue looking around.

Zhang Yue pointed at himself, and walked over after making sure that he was calling himself, the other party was wearing leather armor, and Zhang Yue immediately understood that this was a thousand-commander.

"You're the guy Thunder brought back? Skinny monkey, I don't see anything special. The thin commander looked at Zhang Yue, suddenly made a move, and kicked Zhang Yue out.

This kick came too fast, Zhang Yue only saw an afterimage, and before he could react, he had already flown out five meters away on his stomach. This kick hit the stomach, Zhang Yue felt that his whole stomach was vomiting, and he couldn't get up when he lay on the ground.

"Haha, milk baby, I advise you, if you want to live, don't listen to Lei Dazui's fooling. Otherwise, you'll just die earlier, get out. The thin commander glanced at Zhang Yue with disdain, then turned back to the tent.

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Zhang Yue was full of anger.

He is a dignified wolf-tooth ace, and he has become a little persimmon that anyone can pinch when he arrives here. His pride made his face flush. He slammed his fist on the ground, his eyes determined, "One day, I will crush you too." ”

At this moment, Zhang Yue was even more eager for the cultivation method of this world.

Holding his stomach, Zhang Yue returned to the accommodation arranged for him by Lei Dahu. Although he was kicked, the opponent's strength was well controlled, and although he suffered a lot, he was not hurt much. Probably the thin commander is also a little jealous of Lei Dahu.

As soon as he returned to his residence, Zhang Yue felt a numb scalp, he quickly retreated, looking inside the door, "Who is inside?"