Chapter 6 The "Poor Peasant" Gene
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"Don't bother kid, only you can see me, nǎinǎi, who the hell locked me up here, I can't remember, hiss...... God of War Temple, I can't remember clearly, anyway, if you can open this confinement array, it means that we are destined. The middle-aged man struggled a little, and his memory was intermittent, but it could be seen that he belonged to the kind with a big head, and he didn't bother with such trivial things.
"Open?"
"That's right, the genes in your blood are pure. ”
Wang Dongle said, "So my genes are very good, haha, I know that I am not a thing in the pool!"
", this only shows that your ancestors have been poor for eight generations, and no matter what age it is, some family background will adjust their genes. ”
The middle-aged uncle is another "stick" that stifled Wang Dong's complacency.
Wang Dong pouted, "I don't even have parents, let alone eight generations of ancestors." ”
The middle-aged uncle was a little stunned, "Cough, forget it, the prince will have a kind of Xiangning, as long as I pass you a few tricks to disperse, you can run rampant in the world, by the way, what time is it now?"
"In 2565, we were in a mine on Norton Sagittarius, surrounded by the Zago tribe. ”
"Two-five-six-five...... Damn, I can't remember clearly, what's so terrible about a group of broken insects, it's not over if you kill it, even if it's tens of millions of Zago troops, it's all floating clouds, I want to ...... back then Think...... Don't get up. The middle-aged man's expression kept changing between a master and a fool, making Wang Dong on the side feel the urge to hit the wall.
"Uncle, can you pinch another ant to death?" Wang Dong asked.
Rumble......
In the light, the middle-aged man seemed to explode something, forming a hurricane, but the problem was that the impact alone could not reveal the power at all.
After trying a few times, the middle-aged man could only give up in despair, "Boy, how about we make a deal, I'll teach you kung fu, you take me to the God of War Temple, I vaguely remember that I have something to do with the God of War Temple here, maybe those idiots locked me up here!"
"Uncle, uncle, do you always know what kind of place the Temple of the God of War is?" Wang Dong looked at him as if he was looking at dementia, and muttered in his heart, even a three-year-old child knew that the Temple of the God of War was left by the Blade Warriors, a real god-like place, where there was the mystery of invincibility and immortality, but unfortunately the real temple was in an ethereal subspace, and I heard that only the descendants of General Li Feng could enter.
But to be honest, although he couldn't feel the attack, the middle-aged man's Jīng Divine Storm should indeed be regarded as a master, although he didn't understand the level of this.
"Whatever, this deal is very cost-effective for you, you will complete the task when you find the Temple of the God of War, and I will teach you a set of exercises as a reward, how about it?"
The middle-aged man seemed to be very obsessed with teaching Wang Dong.
Wang Dong's mind turned, "Why do you always want to teach me the exercises, you want to accept apprentices so much, or do you have some tricks?"
Beware of sweet words and a dark world.
This is another wise quote of the old man, and every time the old man's money is cheated out, he will always sigh like this.
"yes, why am I like this?" the middle-aged man himself was at a loss, as if this was not his intention, but something was driving him to do it.
Soon the middle-aged uncle returned to normal, "It doesn't matter what the reason is, what kind of tatters you cultivate, you have to set a trap to deal with a low-level Zago, and you have to make yourself so embarrassed, you have lost the face of the human warrior, and you want to ...... back then." ”
I can't remember the year, the middle-aged uncle waved his hand and stopped thinking about it.
"Blade tricks. Wang Dong said as a matter of course, his sixteenth degree blade technique is much stronger than that of an octave ordinary goods.
"Blade Trick ???" The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Dong dumbfounded, followed by a hysterical laugh, "Ha, haha, if you are a blade trick, I will be a blade warrior!"
"Its name is indeed called the Blade Technique, the Blade Technique is the most popular practice of the eighth brain domain of our human cultivation, whether it is enlightened or not, it can be used, and I am not the only one who calls it that, not to mention that the general is only an octave, and I have sixteen degrees. ”
Wang said angrily, he still has a lot of respect for the old man, this man always exaggerates and doesn't have any real skills.
"Hmph. Looking at shè, as if shè was going to wear Wang Dong, Wang Dong's blade trick appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man, as if it was transparent.
"It's kind of interesting, I actually simplified the blade trick like this, this is also the power of a fart, if the blade warrior knew that his invincible blade trick in the world had turned into a stall, I don't know what he would think, it seems that time is really a terrible thing, boy, do you want to learn the real blade trick?"
"Think!" Wang Dong nodded without hesitation, nonsense, if it is really the blade trick of the blade warrior who dominated the world back then, it is a normal person who thinks that the blade warrior is the eternal myth of mankind, and it is because of him that the powerful Zago clan will suffer a blow that is almost destroyed, some people say that in fact, the blade warrior is simply the incarnation of God, and the power he uses is not the technology of this era of mankind at all.
Just that there will be such a good thing?
"What conditions?" Wang Dong knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
The middle-aged man sighed, "There are no conditions, if I want to leave this ghost place, I will let you leave this ghost place, with your current strength, if you go out, you will die, and if you die, I will stay in the muddy confinement and not see the sky, just go out first, you can just let me out from time to time to breathe." ”
"That's no problem!" Wang Dong nodded, "This, I don't know if I should ask a question?"
", manly husband, why bother mother-in-law and mother-in-law, just say it. ”
"Are you a villain?" asked Wang Dong tentatively.
...... The atmosphere was a bit awkward......
Roar......
"Lao Tzu is a martial god-level warrior who stands up to the sky, is famous all over the world, and is admired by everyone, how can he be a villain, if you kid dare to question my character, I will beat you into pulp!"
The middle-aged man in the light roared hysterically.
Wang Dong shrugged, it seems that even if he is not a villain, he is almost the same, so impulsive and aggressive, but Wang Dong can feel that this person's heart is not bad.
If you want to apprentice, let's start now. ”
"It's time for Lao Tzu to make up your mind, you don't need to apprentice, I'll teach you kung fu, there will be a way in the future, you have to help me out, don't owe each other. ”
"Whatever, let's get started. "Wang Dong is really eager for stronger power, and even a little impatient.
"Very good, the source of our human strength is the jīng divine sea, as long as it is strong enough, it will have god-like power, and the blade technique is the strongest technique to cultivate the jīng divine sea. ”
"Probably not, or I'll be sad. ”
"Nonsense, of course I'm not!"
"Then how can you know the blade technique, won't you coax me, besides, since the blade technique is the number one exercise in the world, how can you be locked up here. ”
Wang Dong's question came over like a cannon, but in fact, he was still a little suspicious in his heart.
"Damn, you kid is really careful, this is indeed a blade trick, but what I cultivate is not a blade trick, the reason why I will tell you is that this damn formation is driving me to do this, and the blade trick is on it, if I don't do it, the formation will make me very unhappy, what do you say I should do!"
"Oh, say it earlier, anyway, I'm single, and I'm in a desperate situation, I dare to practice any exercises, you're not famous, I'll give you a nickname, since you say you're a martial god-level master, but you can't prove it, you just call it a martial god." ”
"What does it mean to look like a martial god, Lao Tzu is!"
"Don't be entangled, the martial god must have the measure of the martial god, and he doesn't even have this bit of elegance, what kind of martial god is it. "Wang Dong is too experienced in dealing with this kind of person, and he said that he looked like a martial god without saying anything.
"Boy, this blade technique is known as the first skill of mankind, since the establishment of the blade warrior, I'm afraid no one has practiced, I don't know why it appears here, but I've seen it, I haven't seen this difficult, it's not your kind of sixteen degrees, but two hundred and fifty-six degrees, as long as it doesn't work for a while, it's in vain, I just teach, how much you can comprehend depends on your own, since this damn broken crystal chose you, it must be a little reasonable." ”
"Hehe, I'll just say I'm qualified. ”
It seemed that the Martial God despised Wang Dong fiercely, and a human figure appeared in the light, and the dense red dots on it were the two hundred and fifty-six degree gene nuclear force center of the complete blade technique. !~!