Volume 2 Wasteland Chapter 79 Fighting spirit
The behavior of the human captives is barely "non-violent and non-cooperative" in Allen's eyes, not that he really wants to let the human warriors work until they die.
To be fair, if they were to rely on their yellow muscles, the camp would now be repaired by up to a third of the time.
A lot of the heavy work was done with the help of more and more tribal warriors later.
Of course, the tribal warriors are not kind-hearted people, and if it weren't for the fact that the tribal camp is their home, who cares if these human warriors live or die.
"Hehe, what's the matter, the wings are stiff, you dare to play with me to protest?" Chief Supervisor Ai held the paralysis in his hand and teased: "Who is the leader?" Why, don't have the courage to stand up? β
Alan didn't believe that the human captives were so united, and there was definitely no shortage of fanning the flames.
"Give you two a choice! One, chop me another 300 logs and come back, and I'll let you go!" After Allen swept the half-believing faces of the human warriors one by one, he suddenly looked hideous: "Second, why don't I gather the tribal warriors now, dig a big pit, and bury you alive Believe it or not?" I do what I say. β
Hearing the latter words, there were obvious signs of panic in the crowd.
After half a ring, a representative walked out of the human captives.
Looking at the whip in the other party's hand, the representative of the human captive said without fear on his face: "We have to work eight hours a day, and we have less than three hours of sleep, we really can't do it!" β
"Who are you?" The chief overseer Wang spat on the ground and roared with contempt: "What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? Believe it or not, I immediately had someone bury you alive? β
"I'm the former captain of the caravan, Cologne Cage." Cologne said with a heroic expression on his face, "We didn't talk about the conditions, we were just too tired, we just wanted to fight for an extra hour of rest every day." β
After Cologne finished speaking, his face was guarded, and he was deeply afraid that this moody barbarian would give himself a whip without saying a word.
"Oh, it's you." Supervisor Ai said happily: "I really didn't recognize you." β
It's no wonder that Alan didn't recognize Cologne, when attacking the caravan, except for the magician Duff, Cologne was one of the human warriors he remembered the most.
However, compared to the dignified appearance of a fighting spirit and a two-handed sword in his hand, now he is not only gray-headed, but also tattered in the inner lining, and his original stout figure has also lost more than one circle at this time, and if you don't look carefully, you really can't recognize it.
Supervisor Ai squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "Okay, I promise you, now, while Lao Tzu still hasn't repented, you will fucking go and cut down the tree for me." β
In the crowd, you look at me, I look at you, and finally Cologne nodded to everyone, and people lowered their heads and silently continued to go back to work.
However, Cologne stayed where he was, looking at Alan in confusion and stopping.
"Are you okay?"
"No, no, I just have a question for you, respected barbarian warrior." Cologne waved his hand again and again, and then said, "We're done with our work, will you really let me go back?" β
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, if you believe it, you will have a chance to go back alive. Hehe, if you don't believe meγγγγγγ Alan didn't finish his words, and expressed his inner thoughts with a grim face.
"Faith, we believe." Cologne's heart was as entangled as a dog's day, the ghost believed you, he swore that the barbarian in front of him was definitely the least important person of all the races he knew, and whenever he saw that his companions were exhausted, he would always talk and coax and frighten, and as a result, he did it day after day, who knows if the other party would come up with other ghost ideas after cutting logs.
Alan didn't care if Cologne believed it or not, he did have the intention to let them go, anyway, they didn't have any skills except to be coolies, and seeing that the camp was almost improved, it would be a waste of food to keep them.
"By the way, I can't remember if I don't see you, what's going on with your vindictiveness? Why are you obviously a second-order Dou Qi, but you can send and receive Dou Qi freely, what is the trick? Alan suddenly remembered this and asked Cologne.
Cologne was surprised, he didn't expect this barbarian to have such vicious eyes, and he could see at a glance that he was a second-order fighting warrior, although he couldn't understand what the other party was thinking, but he still told the other party everything he knew.
It turned out that his cultivation was not profound, and he was considered a relatively ordinary martial arts cultivation in the mainland, and it was more than enough to be better than the top.
As for the ordinary fighting qi with a lower threshold, the martial arts halls of human beings, large and small, as long as they pay a few dozen gold coins, they will teach how to cultivate this kind of fighting qi, but thousands of people may not be able to learn it.
It is not difficult to cultivate vindictive spirit, mainly to temper one's own indomitable will, and after countless times beyond the limit of one's own bearing, it is stimulated through spiritual power, so as to release the inner spiritual power and express it in the form of vindictive qi.
But then again, even Cologne himself felt that the Dou Qi he had cultivated had no farts except for slightly improving his body's various abilities, and of course it was not ruled out that it was because he was not talented enough to fully exploit the potential of his Dou Qi.
In desperation, after he practiced his fighting spirit, he also played his fighting spirit in a trick, and he was able to consume a small amount of fighting qi to exert the maximum attack or defense effect.
"Is there a lot of vindictiveness?" Alan pondered for a while and asked, "Not only is it classified, but each Dou Qi cultivation can infinitely unleash its own potential?" β
Allen used to know all kinds of martial arts and combat techniques on the mainland, because he had never cultivated Dou Qi, so he really didn't know much about Dou Qi.
Cologne nodded, and told Allen that many of the cultivation methods of advanced Douqi martial arts were not learned by commoners or other minor nobles through normal channels, and it is said that the three great sword saints of the human race have been famous for a long time, in addition to their own extremely high talents, they are closely related to the depth of cultivation of Douqi.
It is said that the cultivation level of the three major sword saints has reached an unbelievable level.
Not only can they use their Dou Qi to control the gravity around them, so they can fly into the air, and even the sword attack range inspired by Dou Qi has reached a shocking distance of hundreds of meters.
The more Alan listened, the more shocked he became, if what the other party said was true, then he really underestimated the heroes of the world, but he also understood, this is the same as the martial arts novels he is familiar with, and the martial arts cheats in it are also divided into three, six, nine, etc., which is the same as the thirteen styles of the mad knife that have been practiced for thirty years, and they must not be able to do the eighteen palms of the dragon that have been practiced for three years.
AK47 you just played out of the flower, dumbfounded when you encountered a Hellfire missile, the two are not the same concept at all.
Alan asked the question he was most concerned about: "Then this fighting spirit, in addition to you humans, barbarians, or can I learn it?" Will you teach us or not? β
Alan pretended to be stupid and put on a savage's ignorant face.
Cologne was dumbfounded, and his eyes looked straight at Allen, like seeing an old sow with double eyelids.
Big brother, are you kidding? You, a simple-minded barbarian with well-developed limbs, want to learn vindictiveness? Dream on!
Allen, who looked like a human spirit, didn't know what the other party was thinking, and said with a gloomy face: "You look down on me, don't you?" β
"No, no, it's not." Cologne waved his hand again and again, explaining: "This is mainly unprecedented, I have never heard of any barbarian warrior on the road who learned to fight spirit.
Thinking of this, Cologne finally found a reason to refuse, and said with a fake sigh: "It's a pity that you are a barbarian, if you are a human being, I can still try, I believe that with your qualifications, you will be able to get started in ten days and half a month, hey, it's a pity, maybe you will be the fourth sword master in the future!" β
Alan smiled, didn't break it, and said leisurely: "That's right, I'm just like you, I'm also a human being, so I can always learn, right?" β
"Huh?" Cologne was stunned, looking at Allen, who had strong muscles covered with large and small scars, and a beast skin apron that exuded a violent atmosphere, no matter how he looked at it, this thing didn't look like a serious human being, this guy was obviously a barbarian who was one size smaller.
"Why, don't you believe it? I said I'm still a nobleman, do you believe me? β
I believe you are paralyzed, Cologne rolled his eyes and said: "No, the main thing is that the fighting spirit needs to be practiced over time, and then it can be practiced through understanding, it is not something that can be practiced overnight, I am afraid that you are so busy and have no time." β
"I'm not busy, I have a lot of time, don't you see that I'm bored every day to have fun with you!"
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Seeing that Allen's face looked a little better, Cologne said cautiously: "The most important thing is that the "Caesar Douqi" I have learned is just a very ordinary Douqi martial arts, and I am afraid that you will not look down on it." β
"What kind of bicycle do you want, I will also learn the garbage, when will you teach me, when will I let you go, so it is decided, in the future, you will teach the tribal warriors to learn to fight spirit, and you don't have to work." Alan stood up, patted Cologne on the shoulder, and regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, got up and left.
Cologne was dumbfounded, and sat on the ground, eager to give himself a mouthful.
Why is your mouth so cheap, how good it is to work hard, maybe there will be a day when you will regain your freedom, this is good, I don't know how long you have to stay in this wasteland out of civilization before you can return to your homeland, if the other party can't learn for a lifetime, won't you be trapped here for a lifetime?
Allen, who had just walked a few steps, thought about it, took out something from his arms, threw it at Cologne without looking back, and said, "When the tuition is over, the tribal warriors will give you two more after they learn it." β
Cologne, who looked like a bitter man, subconsciously took it from the air, and when he looked closely, his eyeballs almost didn't bulge out of his sockets.
High-level Warcraft petrified sand lizard's crystal nucleus!
This is a merchant group of merchants who spent 3,000 gold coins to buy from the Beamon Wolf Cavalry Legion, and if they return to the principality, those magicians will definitely break their heads and grab good things.
Three thousand gold coins? How many years of hard work is enough to obtain wealth, Cologne feels that Allen, who has gone far, does not seem to be so annoying.
In fact, Alan probably guessed that the Warcraft crystal nucleus should be very valuable, but for him and the Bloodhoof tribe now, it is basically a chicken rib, and he can't use it for a while, so it's better to use it as a transaction in exchange for some benefits, that Cologne is the master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, and even if he fools himself at that time, he can't see it.
As for whether the tribal warrior can learn to fight like internal strength in martial arts novels, he is not sure, but how can he know if he doesn't try.
His idea is also very simple, both Babylon the Great and Little Zach have learned to try, and if they learn, the warriors of the Bloodhoof Tribe may be able to get started, and if they can't learn it, there is nothing to lose.