On the originally bustling and brightly lit streets, in the trunk of the spacious driveway, a team of dark horse cavalry was slowly coming in at this time.

The number of cavalry was not large, at most thirty horses.

But it was these thirty horses, each of which was covered in black leather armor.

The cavalry was muscular, tall, and exposed their arms almost twice as thick as the average adult man.

The cavalry wore black scarves on their heads, longbows and quivers on their horses, and huge sabers on their backs.

Each of the war horses under the crotch is more than one person tall. War horses are like humans, covered with leather armor, thick noses, tall and strong.

More than 30 horses passed, and everywhere they passed, everything was silent. It's as if pressing the mute button.

Everyone was photographed by the momentum of this group of black cavalry.

The most eye-catching thing is the one at the front of the cavalry.

The man had a handsome face, an ape on his back and a bear's waist, a black military general's armor, made of metal all over, and the horse that sat down was also covered in black metal.

The man had black hair tied up high, no helmet, no more than thirty years old, and a hint of a smile on his lips, and rode all the way to the lead.

The most exaggerated thing was the black war spear nearly two meters long that he was carrying behind him.

The war spear is as thick as a child's arm, and it is extremely heavy at a glance.

He carried it on his back, but it seemed like an understatement. The war horse under the seat actually seemed to be light and relaxed.

If it weren't for the dull sound of the stone slab on the ground that was much heavier than that of other war horses as he walked through every step, it is estimated that the people around him would still think that he was carrying a fake.

"This person... It's Hong Daoyuan!" On the second floor of Baihua Building, at the window, Cheng Shaojiu praised in a low voice.

"It's really extraordinary!"

Not only him, but all the people around him felt the same way when they saw this person for the first time.

"The Tiger of the Flying Industry really lives up to its name!"

The man in green clothes at the table in front of him was also admired, but unlike Cheng Shaojiu's simple admiration, there was a hint of heaviness in his tone.

Wei He also felt the same way in his heart.

Just looking at the huge spear from afar, one could roughly imagine how devastating it was when this person swung it.

These more than 30 black cavalry cavalry walked, the pace was similar and consistent, and the momentum was strong. It was as if there was a trace of black gas lingering around him, and the people in front and back were so shocked that they were extra far away from each other, and they didn't dare to approach.

"The name of the war spear is dripping blood, it is a personal weapon built by Hong Daoyuan himself, weighing three hundred and twelve stones, and it is forged with a special alloy and special secret art, which is extremely sharp. ”

An old man in white, who didn't know the origin, also walked to the window and looked down, looking at the team passing by Hong Daoyuan and explaining in a deep voice.

Wei He's heart was shocked.

He has been practicing for so long, so he naturally knows how much a stone weighs.

The weight of one stone and more than one stone in this place is more than one stone meter, which he has tested, and it is about more than 100 catties in his previous life.

And more than three hundred stones .... That's more than 300 pounds.... Metal spears of more than one hundred and fifty kilograms.

That swings, manpower plus horsepower plus weight itself impacts, and the lethality is simply terrifying!

"Awesome!!"

"Yang Lao is really extraordinary!"

After a few people around gasped, they also complimented the old man a few words.

The old man in white pinched his long beard, his eyes deep.

"A few years ago, I saw Hong Daoyuan, the Tiger of Feiye, once, when he was not so powerful, but now he is getting thicker and thicker.... This flying tiger is worthy of its name!"

Cheng Shaojiu whispered to Wei He's side.

"That's Yang Zhen Yang Lao, a well-known Karakuri master in the inner city, who has a deep study of mechanical arts. Be careful not to offend easily. ”

Wei He nodded.

Retracted his gaze, and then looked at Hong Daoyuan below, but the black cavalry horse team had slowly moved away. Disappear into the heart of the Inner City Seven League.

Obviously, someone led him inside to meet the castle keeper.

And when they saw that they had nothing to see, they dispersed.

Yang Zhen Yang Lao, and the two mysterious men and women at the next table, also got up to leave, and the dishes on the wine table did not move at all.

Seeing Wei He's heart frowning, it's too wasteful, why do you order so much if you don't eat it.

"Gone. Cheng Shaojiu hurriedly ate something, then got up and left with Wei He to settle the bill.

The two went to the music shop to listen to the music, but unfortunately Wei He was not interested, and kept thinking about the strength of Hong Daoyuan and those black cavalry in his mind.

Cheng Shaojiu saw that he was not interested, and he didn't force it, so he played casually, and got up and drove back.

The two sat in the carriage of the Cheng family and lowered the curtain. Sit opposite each other.

"Brother Cheng, do you know how strong Hong Daoyuan is?" Wei He asked the doubts he had been thinking about.

"I've heard about some. Cheng Shaojiu recalled and said in a deep voice. "I've heard my uncle mention it before. When Hongjiabao fought with the one-eared bandits, it was this Hong Daoyuan who took the lead.

This person is the Hongjia Qilin, born with divine power, strong skin and flesh, and the nineteen-way Hengshan gun of the Hongjiabao family has practiced a terrifying power from an ordinary marksmanship. ”

Cheng Shaojiu now recalls the scene described by his uncle, and his heart is still surging.

With a hint of shock on his face, he continued.

It is said that in that contact battle, Hong Daoyuan smashed the two powerful generals with one ear with one shot. Then two shots killed one of the ear-favorite xenomorph warhorses.

One ear was almost shocked to death on the horse's back, and the xenomorph war horse he was riding was smashed off all four legs and fell to his knees. It's outrageous!"

“..... Are the generals in this army so powerful?" Wei He couldn't help but ask.

"What kind of forces should the military generals and armies be divided into, if it is a soldier raised by a big family, the difference between the strength and the ordinary soldier is very large.

As for the generals, many generals also have gangs, martial arts backgrounds, and they are different, and I just heard from my uncle, and the rest of the details are not clear.

Anyway, if you think about it, if the army generals are not strong, wouldn't the three gangs and two factions in the city be chaotic long ago?"

Wei Hezhi, this is the reason.

They can get the opportunity to practice by paying some money, and those generals will naturally not be bad, they must be better exercises, better food, clothing, housing and transportation, and better cultivation of qi and blood.

One by one is so strong that it is perverted, which is normal.

"It is rumored that Hongjiabao has a black wind to ride, and the cloud is born from the dragon and tiger, which is set up for Hong Daoyuan, the tiger of the flying industry, and only those who have broken through once in qi and blood are eligible to apply to join. Very tough!" Cheng Shaojiu exclaimed.

"It's a long experience. Wei He was also deeply touched.

Originally, I thought that if I practiced like this, I could be regarded as having a little strength, but when I saw it today, I knew why everyone was so jealous of Hongjiabao.

But to put it bluntly, he is still too far away.

It's just the first time that he has really seen what an elite sergeant is.

"But don't think about it, you really can't break through, with your intelligence, even if you don't practice martial arts, you can make a career. I believe that!" Cheng Shaojiu comforted.

He knew that Wei He had recently begun to prepare to break through the level. But this hurdle is extremely difficult. And with the potential of Wei He.....

"It's a big deal, come to the dart game, you and my brothers will work together, and they will never be weaker than my uncle and them in the future!" Cheng Shaojiu said.

"I understand. Wei He nodded, his heart warmed.

However, he has also heard that Cheng Shaojiu has said this to him alone, Yonghe Dart Game has now pulled a lot of his so-called friends and friends, most of whom are eating dry rice, and his father and uncle are so angry that they choke.

The two returned to their homes, and for several days after that, they did not slack off at all, practicing hard all day long to improve their qi and blood.

It's just that Cheng Shaojiu is an impatient character after all, and within a month, he began to go out to the inner city again.

But Wei He was different, after being stimulated by what he saw and heard that night, he practiced hard, and wanted to break through to a higher level.

The gap in the world's force value is a bit too big.

If Hong Daoyuan's terror is true and he doesn't brag about it, then it is really fierce and has the courage of ten thousand people.

If he is in front of him, he will be garbage with a single shot.

Fortunately, his own qi and blood were only a little bit complete, and he worked so hard to grind and sharpen, and after more than two months, finally, the last bit of qi and blood was completely completed.

In this way, the Realm Breaking Bead and his own qi and blood were completed at the same time, and Wei He was finally able to break through the level of the Eight Classics.

However, he was not in a hurry to break through immediately, if he could try to break through on his own, then he would be able to save the accumulation of a Realm Breaking Bead.

Wouldn't it be better to save it for the next stage?

It just so happened that the boxing event mentioned earlier also began at this time.

Zheng Lao took the three strongest disciples, senior brothers Zhao Hong, Xiao Ran, and the third Cheng Shaojiu, to the inner city together.

Wei He is just an ordinary cowhide level, and it is far from it. Like the other brothers, they stayed in the courtyard.

It's just that he didn't have much heart to participate in the fist fight at this time, but buried his head in breaking through this level.

It's not just him, there are four people in the courtyard who are as full of blood as Wei He, and the four of them are also like him, frantically tempering themselves every day, trying to break through the level as soon as possible.

Once the breakthrough is made, this status is completely different in an instant. The stone skin level can be regarded as the real elite.

"It is said that when fighting each other, Xiao Ran's qi and blood are complete!!!" A low voice suddenly interrupted Wei He's full attention.

He was lowering his head and grinding his fist one after another, and when he heard the news, his heart was also moved.

Xiao Ran had only broken through the stone skin for a few months before, and now he was actually full of qi and blood.... It's unthinkable.

However, Wei Hexin stopped water, recovered his mood, and continued to practice hard.

He is full of qi and blood to break through the realm beads, and he can break through the realm at any time at this time, but he is unwilling.

People always have a fluke mentality, thinking that they may be able to do it on their own.

It's a pity that for several days in a row, his crazy hard training still hasn't improved at all.

Not only him, but also the rest of the senior brothers and disciples who are perfect in qi and blood.

There are too many people stuck in this level.

Cheng Jing has been in this level for several years, and Cheng Shaojiu has also been in this level for a few years before breaking it, if it is so easy to break it, it will not screen out so many disciples.

"Senior Brother Wei, don't worry, I heard my father say that this level will take at least half a year and a year to be possible. Ouyang Zhuang couldn't help but comfort on the side.

"It's normal that you can't break through in your life, and many people are like that. I really can't break through, so I can only do other things first. Ouyang Zhuang's words were quite inadequate.

That is, Wei He knew that he didn't mean it, but he was really persuading him.

He slowed his movements.

"I'm already eighteen, and if I can't pass this level in two years, my blood will decline. Time is running out. He said lightly.