Chen Lin judged that the indigenous woman should have committed suicide after falling asleep in the first half of the night.

Although he didn't wake up too late, judging from the situation outside the window, others found out earlier, but they didn't break into the house for a long time, but surrounded it but didn't attack.

Chen Lin estimated that they were probably looking for reinforcements, after all, there were four cities in this world, and this was only a small village, with a limited population, and even fewer people who could fight.

These natives should also regard themselves as the fleeing traversers, although they have gradually evolved the ability to resist, but after all, the traverser has left too deep an impression on the world, and they may not dare to act easily, so they think that when more reinforcements arrive, they will be more sure to break in and besiege themselves.

Chen Lin would not give them a chance to wait for reinforcements, although he was not sure to escape from these people outside the house now, but if the number of natives was larger, then he would have no chance.

Chen Lin summoned two thick rattan whips again, one in each of his left and right hands, and a layer of bark on his heart and temples.

After getting ready, Chen Lin took a deep breath and kicked the door violently.

The gate didn't move, and Chen Lin took a breath of cold air in pain, okay, patronizing and playing handsome, he almost forgot that the door of this world is not open like this.

He pulled the lever at the door a little embarrassed, and in the squeaky sound, the door opened slowly, and before the door could be completely lowered, Chen Lin accelerated and rushed out when the natives at the door did not react.

Today's Otherworld is still gloomy, with rolling dark clouds obscuring the sun, according to the words of the indigenous woman last night, this world is actually like this all year round, covered by thick cumulus clouds, and there are not many opportunities to directly shine into the sun throughout the year.

In front of Chen Lin, surrounded by five natives, they didn't seem to expect Chen Lin to take the initiative to rush out, and they lost their minds for a few seconds before they hurriedly prepared to fight back, several natives put on their own positions, Chen Lin could roughly distinguish from these familiar postures, it should be Tianma Meteor Fist, Turtle School Qigong and the like.

It's a pity that the imitation ability given to them by the Heart of the World doesn't seem to be complete, these moves can't be triggered at once, and the energy faintly condensed between their palms should take at least a few seconds to prepare.

Is this reading a strip?

Wouldn't that be looking for death!

Chen Lin was overjoyed in his heart, and he had already danced the two rattan whips in his hand, like a swimming dragon, sweeping away, although the quasi-head was not yet proficient, but a few natives stood in a row, and there was no need to worry about not being able to beat it.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The crisp sound of the blow was accompanied by two screams, and the native's thin clothes, which were almost defenseless, still could not stop the power of the rattan whip.

A native on the right covered his arm with two hideous blood marks and groaned, but the native on the left only screamed in pain twice, but did not back down at all.

Chen Lin is not left-handed, and the strength of the rattan whip in his left hand is obviously not as strong as that of his right hand.

As the whip was withdrawn, several rays of light whistled in.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

Several natives yelled at Pingyin broken Chinese, Chen Lin couldn't help but complain in his heart, they are fighting to the death, why do they have to shout out the name of the move?

However, after figuring out this rule, Chen Lin also learned, and at the same time as they shouted the last word, they immediately dodged and evaded, and the Turtle Sect Qigong was easily avoided by him because the launch speed was not fast, but a few blue punches from the Pegasus Meteor Fist still hit his bark.

Chen Lin only felt a slight heat at his temples, he couldn't help but tighten his heart, reached out and touched it but breathed a sigh of relief, the bark on his head was just scraped off, the power of this Pegasus Meteor Fist and Seiya's genuine Meteor Fist in the anime is not a little bit different.

If it was a genuine Meteor Fist, Chen Lin felt that just now, his head should have exploded directly.

It seems that it was no accident that he was hit in the temple last time, and these natives have probably figured out some of the human weaknesses from the battle with the time-traveler senior, such as the temple.

The natives also know that their imitation moves are not very powerful, so they often aim for deadly places.

“@！ #¥%&" The natives who failed to do so began to shout frantically in the indigenous language, and their Chinese skills were estimated to be enough for them to shout the name of the move.

Although he couldn't understand it, Chen Linchai could also guess that this was probably calling for other people to come over and besiege him together.

Chen Lin, who had withdrawn the rattan whip, swung and attacked again, this time except for the two injured natives, everyone else was on guard, but the rattan whip wielded a wider range, and the rattan whip in his left hand was directly wrapped around the leg of one of them this time, and Chen Lin pulled him hard and pulled him to the ground.

But the natives who had been slightly injured earlier had already rushed towards him, and this time he didn't use the half-hung Pegasus Meteor Fist again, but flew and pounced, actually slamming the rattan whip that Chen Lin hadn't had time to take back to the ground.

Chen Lin quickly let go of his hand, waved the rattan whip in his other hand, and slashed heavily at the native who fell to the ground and blocked in front of him, and with several consecutive full swings, he could even see the flesh and blood on the back of the native.

But the other natives who ran behind him, and the attack followed.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending!"

"Six-vein Divine Sword!"

……

Chen Lin still heard the roar of Chinese, and tried his best to dodge, but helplessly there were more of them, his back was still hit several times, and he didn't know what the move was, but anyway, no matter what skills these natives used, the power was almost the same.

This time he didn't hit the vital point, although it was not fatal, but Chen Lin also felt the pain, and his running steps were a little sluggish.

At this moment, the natives had further narrowed the encirclement, and also filled the gaps that had been missed by the few natives who had been injured and slow just now.

Chen Lin complained in his heart, he realized that he was most embarrassed, the force of his wielding rattan whip was more than enough to injure the natives, but it could not cause death, at least not immediately.

But this was already the only weapon he could use, and if he could bring in a knife at will, why would the early stage of the traverser be so difficult.

He had searched everywhere in the female native's house before, but he couldn't find the slightest sharp weapon, thinking that the female native, who claimed to be a Chinese teacher in the village, was probably not a combatant.

Is that all there is to the power of the heart of the world?

No, it's not!

Chen Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, he realized that he had discovered something, and at the critical moment, he didn't have time to think further, he directly held the rattan whip with his right hand, and stretched out his left hand with one palm, shining with a green halo of the heart of the world, in front of many natives, it rose like this.