Cao Zhongsheng thought about it for a while, and decided to turn around and come out with a little news: "Uncle, I haven't been able to figure it out, why am I treated like this?" After speaking, Cao Zhongsheng pretended to bow his head and pretended to sigh sadly.

The topic was led by Cao Zhongsheng in the direction he wanted, Uncle Tom was stunned when he heard Cao Zhongsheng's words, and said in a somewhat low tone: "Lord Caike, it seems that he used to be an officer of a country in the East, but after the defeat, he was brought back by our previous lord. I am said to have suffered a lot because of the color of my skin, but I don't know anything else. Eh, Lord Caico, you're a poor man, too. ”

After listening to what Uncle Tom said, Cao Zhongsheng vaguely seemed to understand something, but there were still too few clues to piece together a complete matter. However, I don't want to talk about Uncle Tom anymore, if the commoners discuss the affairs between the nobles without permission, if the nobles find out, they will be whipped, and the nobles do not need to bear any consequences. And if it was a serf, even if it was killed by the nobles, the nobles would have nothing to do. The strictness of the class on the Allen continent is simply outrageous, and everything is on par with power and power.

Uncle Tom was able to tell Cao Zhongsheng so much was already good for him, after all, it was a risk. Cao Zhongsheng can also see now that Uncle Tom just has some sympathetic kindness to the original owner, and he is not really good to the original owner. It's understandable to think about it, after all, just because of the skin color, there are few people here who don't hate Cao Zhongsheng.

After eating the quick bread and drinking a little water that was not very clean, Cao Zhongsheng said hello to Uncle Tom and walked towards the place where he had cut the wheat in the morning. After eating a meal at noon, he found that he was in trouble, and Cao Zhongsheng's sense of crisis now is not small.

Picking up the sickle and cutting the wheat for a while, Cao Zhongsheng suddenly thought of what if he was in danger? Although he had the experience of martial arts that he had learned hard in his previous life, the quality of this body was too poor, and he would be able to fight one of them. Thinking about it, Cao Zhongsheng thought of the inheritance power that he had only obtained in the morning, especially the Domineering Blade.

This is the only skill that Cao Zhongsheng can attack directly at present, originally Cao Zhongsheng wanted to pool money to buy an iron sword or even a wooden sword, and then practice this skill. Because the weapon Cao Cao used in the game was a big sword, Cao Zhongsheng subconsciously thought that he also needed to use a big sword if he wanted to use skills. But now that I think about it, the effects of the skills have changed since entering the reality, so the casting conditions will definitely be more in line with reality, right?

"The tabula rasa scythe in my hand with its own rust corrosive toxin should also be able to use the Domineering Blade. Cao Zhongsheng thought to himself.

Thinking that he was about to do it, Cao Zhongsheng picked up the sickle and waved it a few times, feeling the sound of the scythe blade cutting through the air, and looking forward to the effect of the scythe version of the domineering blade.

The body stood upright and the center of gravity sank, Cao Zhongsheng held the handle of the sickle hard, pointed the blade towards the sky, the tip of the knife was facing his direction, and the sickle was held in an inclined posture. According to the use of skills in memory inheritance, mobilize the blood qi in the body to travel to the hands and feet.

Domineering Blade, activate!

The energy of the blood in Cao Zhongzhong's body instantly gathered in the position of his hands and feet, providing him with tremendous power. The palms of both hands and the backs of the hands were slightly red, and with the blessing of blood energy, the sickle was slashed down from top to bottom with an increase of nearly half the force! At the same time, both feet violently stepped on the ground and ran forward, and the whole person moved more than two meters in an instant under the blessing of blood energy!

Whew!~ The blade of the sickle cut through large swaths of yellow wheat and sprinkled them in the air. Only one overbearing blade raid cut off most of the wheat on the raid path, and the number of wheat cut was equivalent to Cao Zhongsheng holding a sickle three or four times normally, but it was a little uneven.

Cao Zhongsheng's body instantly changed from extremely static to extremely dynamic and then to extremely quiet, and the drastic change in his state of movement made him almost retch. Taking a big breath of air to calm his lungs, Cao Zhongsheng looked back at the wheat that had been ravaged by himself, and a trace of joy and excitement flashed in his eyes. He was very satisfied with the effect of the Domineering Blade, and this level of armed slashing was difficult for him to achieve even if he was at the peak of his previous life. Launching a powerful slash while crossing a distance of more than two meters in one second, Cao Zhongsheng was confident that with this move, he would seriously injure an ordinary person with similar physical fitness to him.

The main reason why it was only a serious injury and not a kill was that the blade of the scythe was too blunt. Before, when Cao Zhongsheng used a sickle to cut wheat, it took a lot of effort to cut the wheat, if it was to cut people, would you be a human flesh and bone flesh without wheat cutting?

Cao Zhongsheng sank down and sensed the blood energy in his body, and found that he had used about one-ninth of the blood energy, and he didn't find any obvious weakness for the time being, and it seemed that he could come back a few more times. And you can completely adjust the direction and angle of the scythe, so that you can use the domineering blade in different tricks, and you shouldn't be limited by the fact that you can only slash in the game.

Holding the sickle flat and aiming at the wheat, Cao Zhongsheng was ready to cut the wheat while practicing his skills, and he could also practice the accuracy of his slashing. The blood energy in the body was activated again, and the moment the human knife was united, a smooth straight line was cut across a distance of more than two meters! The wheat on the slashing path was cut in unison, and it was scattered relatively neatly on the ground. After only a pause of less than a second, Cao Zhongsheng once again manipulated the blood energy in his body to launch the third slash of the domineering blade.

In an instant, a faint blood light spread from Cao Zhongsheng's wrist, and a trace of blood-colored silk thread that was difficult to see with the naked eye quickly wrapped around the blade of the sickle!

The sound of breaking through the air was much quieter than the previous two slashes, but Cao Zhongsheng clearly felt that the resistance he was on had become less, and his movement speed had become faster when the skill was activated.

It takes the same one second to complete the slash, but it is completely different from crossing a distance of a little more than two meters in one second and nearly three meters in a second. The wind pressure generated by the movement made Cao Zhongsheng couldn't help but retch the moment he completed the third slash, but the black bread he ate at noon was too rough to spit out when he stuck in his throat. An embarrassing scene appeared, Cao Zhongsheng, who was still majestic when he had just chopped the wheat, now knelt on the ground with a pop, threw the sickle directly to the side, and slapped his palm hard to his chest. After several strokes, the bread was finally beaten, and Cao Zhongsheng, who was almost choked to death, sat on the ground with palpitations and gasped for breath.

"Is this special, there is still this kind of operation?" Cao Zhongsheng complained depressedly: "I almost became an unlucky person who was choked to death on the first day of crossing, which is really a shame for the seniors of the majority of traversers." ”