The young man of Yuanman was puzzled to himself, and the young beast of the Red Flame Golden Lion beside him suddenly jumped high, without making a sound, but it was directly integrated into his body, and the young man's body also suddenly rose two or three meters, turning into an orc with a lion's head and a human body, and then shrunk back to normal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's just that the muscles and bones of the young man's whole body have become extremely solid, his eyes have become golden pupils, and his hair is thick and red, if all this is for the barbarians to see, they will be shocked and excited, because this is the way they have been pursuing for countless years, and they have not found a way to break away from the barbarian god and still remain strong, but today it was easily displayed by a young man.

"Whew~" The young man exhaled deeply, an illusory gray-limonized iron book appeared on the top of his head, and his body was also completely restored to its original appearance when the ancient book appeared, and he strode away, only the word Martial God flickered and dissipated.

The Yuan barbarian boy was full of martial nerves, hiding the new way of melting the barbarian gods, walking like flying back, and the thirty-six yellow light flew out of the two Han domains, but nothing abnormal happened, only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man who was planting rice in the rice field, from time to time glanced at the army running back and forth in the distance, looking at their majestic and awe-inspiring military columns, he couldn't help but bow his head and pull the coarse linen horse coat covered with mud, and his fingers held to reveal the corner of a golden card, and disappeared in an instant and began to do farm work again.

After dusk, he returned home after rest, and the young man was also tired and followed the villagers, he was really tired, he was either sitting in front of the computer every day playing Overwatch or GTA5, or an otaku with Hearthstone pesticides, how could he withstand such hard work?

The young man has back pain at the moment, his hands are blistered and broken, his legs and feet are even whiter, weakness and softness, and he only feels that his body is heavy and he can't stand up.

"Damn, as long as you can't kill my Zhang Jiao, my Zhang Jiao will definitely let me be the king of this world!"

With a firm oath in his heart, the young man dragged his heavy and limp legs again, and followed with difficulty behind the villagers who had been laughing and talking all day's work, and listened to their words with shock.

His name is Zhang Jiao, originally an ordinary otaku in Lanxing, many friends and classmates jokingly called him Zhangjiao, Zhang Jiao, and very dirty palm, but he didn't expect that one day he would be reborn because of the electric shock of dog blood and travel to ancient times, let alone the Han Dynasty, let alone the Han Dynasty in this world.

"What kind of ghost world is this, the Three Kingdoms teamed up to attack the Tang Dynasty some time ago, and then the Tang Dynasty fought with the Han Dynasty again, or the East and West Hans, Ni Mei, neurotic!"

Listening to the nonsense of talking about 'magic', the young man couldn't help but whisper a sentence in his mouth, and when he heard the call in his ear, he quickly turned his eyes and responded, looking at the swarthy man with a strong physique of nearly two meters beside him, thinking of his thirteen-year-old age, he complained again in his heart, and said in confusion: "Da Zhuang, is there something wrong?" ”

"Dumplings! Your body is too weak to do this job, and you are almost tired into a crooked mouth! ”

"Go, Lao Tzu is a literati, of course he is not as perverted as you!"

Zhang Jiao responded impatiently, and said in confusion: "Da Zhuang, you said, what kind of feed do you eat to grow so strong, you are about to become a cow!" ”

"Hehe, I don't know, I just feel like I can't eat enough, and then I eat so hard!"

Da Zhuang Han scratched his head with a smile, his dark cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, not smug but embarrassed, and said in frustration: "Although I eat a lot and am tall, but when I get to Uncle Hu's side, I can't even slap him, every time I am slapped by Uncle Hu, my eyes are black, and I can't stand steadily!" ”

"Isn't it?"

Zhang Jiao was surprised and couldn't believe it, and asked in a deep voice: "Da Zhuang, don't lie!" I've seen Uncle Hu, he can't see people clearly when he walks in front of him with dizzy eyes, he can't even stand on crutches without crutches, and he can't even hear shouting in his ear, you won't be able to beat him! ”

"How could I lie to you! Don't look at Uncle Hu who is old now, Uncle Hu is a cavalryman, not our Han army, but a white horse of Shu......"

"White Horse Righteousness! Zhao Zilong! ”

"Yes, yes, that's it! Every time Uncle Hu talks about General Zhao, he is serious and something! ”

Da Zhuang nodded quickly, and then couldn't help but look at each other in confusion: "Dumplings, how do you know General Zhao, could it be that Uncle Hu has also handed over your martial arts!" ”

"Martial arts?" Zhang Jiao's face was shocked when he heard this, and he asked in a deep and low tone: "Da Zhuang, do you sneak out every day to practice martial arts?" ”

Da Zhuang shook his head and didn't respond anymore, knowing that Zhang Jiao had asked several times, he said in a low voice: "Dumplings, don't ask!" I won't tell you! Uncle Hu won't let me tell anyone! Not even my mom and dad! ”

"Huh~" Zhang Jiaoshen exhaled and nodded slowly, his eyes showed thought, and he gritted his teeth and said tentatively: "Da Zhuang, I don't ask you about your martial arts!" Just want to know how good you are now, can you? ”

Looking at the expectant eyes of his companions who grew up together, Da Zhuang scratched his head and said to himself: "It seems that Uncle Hu didn't let me say this!" Dumplings, you're my best friend, you should be able to! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! You say, you say it! ”

Zhang anxiously shook his head, Da Zhuang scratched his head and looked around, until he saw the bluestone tablet at the entrance of the village, which was more than one person high, his fists clenched, and in a crisp sound of muscles and bones, he must have spoken: "Dumplings, Uncle Hu said that I am talented or something, although I am only refining my body six times now, but I am sure that I can smash that stone with one punch, and I will definitely not need two punches!" ”

In the end, Da Zhuang, who was originally honest and honest, had a firm face as if he had changed people, which made Zhang Jiao think that he was also reborn, staring at the piece of bluestone, thinking of Da Zhuang, who could smash it to pieces with one punch, and was slapped to the ground by an old toothless retired soldier, his palm couldn't help but clench to reveal a hint of gold, he finally understood how lucky he was to be able to draw him, and also understood why it took five years to redeem an ordinary gray card.

"Bocai: Leader of the Yellow Turban Army and the White Polish Army! Martial Arts: Cloud Split. Sand waterfall chaos. Mixed Element Thunderbolt Explosion. Martial Skill: Thunderstorm Falls. The Bombalord Sky Hammer. Finisher: Thunderhammer and Lion's Roar (not activated). Faction Transformation Skill: Yellow Turban Commander (not enabled). Thunder hammer dominates the sky, yellow turban lion. Evaluation: Orange-level general. (Owned)"

"Looks like it's time to summon Bocai!"

Checking the information of the general's card, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but strengthen his belief, looked at the few armored sergeants who came to guard the entrance of the village a few days ago, walked forward and passed by, and swore in his heart again: "No matter what, since they have the golden finger and have traveled to this chaotic world, then let them see the power of the Yellow Turban Army!" From today onwards, I am Zhang Jiao! General Tiangong - Zhang Jiao! ”