Like all the human tribes in this world.

The humans of the Zhao tribe also possess supernatural powers.

In essence.

Each tribe began out as a group of people with the same magical powers.

And the source of supernatural powers is blood.

The bloodline of the Zhao tribe is to resist the wind, and in the tribe, from children to elders, they are all born to resist the wind.

The same is true for Zhao Hao.

He is also able to resist the wind.

And the ability to resist the wind gets stronger with age.

Even if you don't cultivate supernatural powers, after adulthood, supernatural powers can grow to incredible levels.

But like Hao, before he dies, he can only send the same wind blade.

Before cultivating supernatural powers, it was spiritual power that relied on spiritual power to exert supernatural powers.

And after cultivating supernatural powers, those who exert supernatural powers rely on supernatural powers.

"Resist the wind, wind blade!"

Between raising his hand, a cyan wind blade flew out, and with a "snap", it hit a giant tree not far away.

Left pale trails on the trees.

"It's amazing, but unfortunately, this world is even more powerful!"

Yes, this world is even more powerful, and any little flowers and plants can be brought into the void world, which can cause a bloody storm.

"Hao, Hao, you're awake!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a sound of surprise came from his ears.

"Yuan, it's you, did you save me?!"

Wang Tong asked with some gratitude.

Hao's memory was only until he was chased by a fierce beast and jumped off the cliff, and then there was nothing.

And the place where he woke up was not a mountain cliff, but Hao's stone house.

This means that someone rescued him at that time.

"It's not me, it's Uncle Zhen who saved you, and he happened to come back from hunting. ”

Yuan was about the same age as him, with a tall build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a huge crockpot in his hand.

"Oh, it's Uncle Zhen!"

Uncle Zhen, even in his neighborhood, speaking of which, the Zhao tribe does not have many people, and the territory they occupy is not wide enough, at most it is equivalent to a small township.

Most of them are very familiar with each other, and Uncle Zhen is a member of the tribal hunting party.

For such a tribe, hunting caravans are the most important institution, they supply almost seventy percent of the tribe's food supply, and each of them is extremely respected.

The status is second only to the Patriarch's Guard.

The Guard is a purely militarized organization, but it is small in number, and together with the hunting party, it forms the military force of the clan.

One of the most basic conditions for entering the hunting team is to cultivate supernatural powers.

Hao's father, who had a good relationship with Uncle Zhen, had a good relationship with him and died in a hunt, while his mother, from the Zhou tribe, died in a fierce beast attack.

Therefore, in this world, although the lifespan of human beings is extremely long, there are really few who can really live to the end.

Even if you can live past 100 years, it is a very rare thing.

Four words, survival is difficult!

Because in this world, human beings do not have an absolute advantage over other races, but only hunt each other.

Man is to a beast what a beast is to man.

Around the tribe is the hunting ground belonging to the tribe, but in the same way, the surrounding neighboring tribes are also the prey of the prey in the hunting ground, and it is only to see who is stronger and who is luckier.

dt "How long have I been in a coma?!"

"It's been two days!"

Yuan Da laughed, "A lot of people think you can't wake up. ”

As he spoke, he put the huge crockpot in his hand on the stone table in front of him, "This is what my Eminem made, let me send it over, whether you wake up or not." ”

"Huh!"

Seeing the crockpot, Wang Tong's stomach reflexively sounded a thunderous gurgling sound, his face couldn't help but redden, hehe laughed twice, walked to the stone table, uncovered the crockpot, and suddenly, a strong aroma came to his nose.

"Then you're welcome!"

"You're welcome. Yuan smiled and said, "You've been hungry for so many days, and if you don't eat again, you're going to starve to death." ”

Looking at Wang Tong, who was gobbling up, Yuan smiled honestly, "By the way, there are still a few days before the sacrifice, can you participate?"

"Absolutely!"

Wang Tong nodded wildly while eating.

Similar to a celebration, the tribal ritual is held only once a year to commemorate the contributions of the ancestors to the clan.

In the same way, the annual festival is also an opportunity for these tribal teenagers to show their strength.

The martial arts competition is the most lively event in the festival, and it is only for teenagers under the age of 18.

Yes, although the life expectancy here has reached 10,000 years, 18 years old is still considered an adult.

When Yuan heard Wang Tong's reply, his face suddenly showed great joy.

"Great, Hao, if you participate, I won't have to worry about being at the bottom!!"

The corners of Wang Tong's eyes twitched when he heard this.

Why do you get so much confidence?

Searching Hao's memory again, sure enough, this guy is indeed a weak chicken among the tribal boys.

Since the age of twelve, he has participated in the tribal rituals, and every time he is counted down, of course, the one opposite him is also the same as him, don't look at his tall stature, very strong appearance, in fact, he is also a weak chicken.

The boy of the Zhao tribe, after the age of ten, even if it is a woman, can grow to more than two meters, this young man is just a little more than two meters, and he is about the same as himself, and in the tribe, he is also a third-class cripple.

The history between the two is worse than the history of the worst.

With a stomach full of unhappiness, I poured a large crockpot of broth that I didn't know what to make into my stomach.

Wang Tong let out a long breath at this time, looking satisfied.

"Cool, it's so cool, Aunt Lan's craftsmanship is really good forever!"

"Of course, my Eminem's craftsmanship, how can it be bad!"

Yuan picked up the crockpot that had been drunk by Wang Tong and stood up.

"Your injury is just right, let's rest early!" Yuan picked up the crockpot, remembered his mother's entrustment, said a word to Wang Tong, turned around and left.

After Yuan left, Wang Tong closed the door and sat back on the stone chair, which gave him a chance to breathe.

What is cultivated in this world is supernatural power, and in addition to supernatural power, other power systems are garbage.

No, no other system of power can exist.

He had already tried it just now, and this body was humanoid on the surface, but it was a little taller than a human, but in essence, it was completely different from a human.

There are no dantians, no meridians, none of these things that are necessary for human cultivation.

In addition to the extremely strong internal organs, there are muscles, bones and blood.

And the root of divine power is in the divine soul.

In other words, this world is in a sense a cultivator.

However, after he tried several Divine Soul cultivation methods, he found that even the Divine Soul was different from the Void Creature.

Most of the methods for cultivating the divine soul were useless.

The only thing that can be used is the contemplation of thoughts.

But even if he was contemplating the thoughts, everything he had visualized before was useless.

In other words, the Void cultivation system had no effect here.

The only thing he could cultivate was the cultivation method of this world.

This method is completely different from the Void World.

With the divine soul as the core, a supernatural rune is constructed in the sea of consciousness, and when the first supernatural rune is constructed, the supernatural power is generated.

That's why contemplation is useful here.

It's actually a contemplative thought, and it's very similar to the meditation method of a shaman.

It's just that the supernatural rune and the meditation rune are completely two different concepts, which are much more complicated than the meditation rune.

The Zhao tribe is only a very small tribe in Wanmang Mountain, and there are not many inheritances, and there is only one kind of magical power for visualization, the Wind Resisting Talisman Array.

A total of nine supernatural runes formed the Wind Resisting Rune Array.

In Wang Tong's eyes, it seems very simple, but looking at the entire clan, for thousands of years, only the patriarch can truly successfully construct this Wind Resisting Talisman Array.

Others, even the elders, did not do it.

Fortunately, you only need to construct a supernatural rune to generate supernatural powers.

And the power of supernatural power is not the same as mana and internal qi.

He has only two functions, one is to exert supernatural powers, and the other is to constantly strengthen the body and spirit.

It cannot be released externally like internal force and mana.

It can only strengthen one's own body.

The stronger the supernatural power, the stronger the supernatural power cast, and the stronger the physical power.

And here, Wang Tong has an even more special discovery.

The people here don't know martial arts, and when they compete with each other, they don't have many skills, but more by brute force and speed, and of course, there are supernatural powers.

(End of chapter)