Chapter 10: The Spear and Stick Master

Angkor looked at the branches of the crescent tree, and his face bloomed with a smile. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 He took the dagger that the fire handed him, sat down on the side, and trimmed it intently.

In a large mine two hundred kilometers away, a black man was sitting on a wooden chair above, listening to the report of the black man kneeling in front of him.

To have such a wooden chair in this barren place, one can imagine how powerful this black man is. He is not like the average black man, he is thin and thin, his body is bloated, and he is a rare fat man. From his stature, it was easy to see that this was a master who had cultivated to the ninth diagram.

He listened carefully to the report of the black man kneeling below, frowning from time to time. It wasn't until all the black people below had reported that he asked in an extremely shrill voice, "So, my son Salin, is dead?"

The black man kneeling underneath replied with some trembling, "Yes, my lord. ”

"Then why are you still alive? My task is for you to protect my son's safety, and since my son is dead, then you should also go down to protect him. As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't see him move, and he appeared directly in front of the black man, and a hand was already pressed on the black man's head.

~Click~

The black man who was kneeling on the ground didn't even have time to scream, and fell straight down. At this time, his hard skull had been crushed by this master.

When the Black Master reappeared, he had already returned to the seat above, and he shouted to the outside of the cave, "Someone." ”

A black man walked in, knelt in front of him, and said, "Yes, my lord." ”

"Go check on me, the details of this stray gang, especially the guy who killed my son. His voice was extremely sharp, and it was so uncomfortable to listen to. It was as if a man with an iron claw was always scratching the glass in front of him, making such a piercing and sharp sound.

"Yes, sir. The black man, who knelt below, replied respectfully and exited the cave.

After seeing his subordinates leave, the black master muttered to himself, "It seems that I, Satsuma, have not made a move for a long time, so that the people in the camp have forgotten me." However, this little guy is really interesting, a newcomer who has just arrived at the bitter camp for half a month can cultivate to the sixth picture, and he must have a secret on his body that I don't know. Since you killed my son, you can't blame me for doing it to you. Let you use your secret to compensate me. ”

The news of the Wandering Gang's victory over the Black Evil Man quickly spread. Even Zhao Xiong didn't expect that this battle would have such a big impact. In just half a day, three waves of people took the initiative to take refuge. Among them, there was even a master who had cultivated to the sixth picture.

This made Zhao Xiong a little happy. At present, the situation of the Wandering Gang is very good, not only has the gang grown to three hundred and seventy-five people, but among them, there are three masters who have cultivated to the sixth map. Of course, this is because he didn't know that the fire had already cultivated to the eighth picture.

In addition to these three masters, the number of masters who had cultivated to the fifth picture had also increased to seven. The mine has also developed from the original three small mines to the current five small mines and one medium-sized mine.

This time, the people of the wandering gang saw hope. With these mines, even if there are two or three hundred more people in the Wandering Gang, it will be enough for them to dig. In the bitter camp, as long as there is enough obsidian, it is enough. As for the masters, as their cultivation became higher and higher, they could only take refuge in some large-scale gangs, so as to ensure their cultivation time. Therefore, with these foundations, Zhao Xiong no longer has to worry about the lack of people.

Fire, sitting on a stone at this time, looked at Angkor in front of him, and watched him carefully trim a thick crescent branch into a long stick about two and a half meters long.

To trim the stick, Angkor spent an entire afternoon. Under his meticulous carving, he finally trimmed the stick when it was getting dark. He took the stick, examined it carefully, and after making sure that there were no problems, he handed the dagger to the fire.

The fire put the dagger away, then took the stick and shook it. It was found that although the stick was tough, it was somewhat soft. To be exact, very resilient. He looked at Angkor in confusion and asked, "What's the use of this thing?"

Angkor took the stick lovingly, and then said to the fire, "This is a weapon, a weapon that is enough to serve a hundred." ”

Looking at Huo with a puzzled look, Angkor danced the wooden stick in his hand, and then said to Huo, "Fire, you can attack me and try, don't use too much force, the gap between you and me is a bit big." ”

Huo nodded, then controlled his strength in the appearance of the fourth picture, and began to look for flaws around Angkor.

Angkor slowly danced the stick in his hand, letting the fire circle around him. At this moment, Huo discovered that although it seemed that Angkor's whole body was full of flaws, but on closer inspection, these flaws became flawless under the wave of the wooden stick. If he attacked like this, not only would he not be able to hurt Angkor, but he would also suffer a series of blows because of the wooden stick in his hand.

This discovery suddenly made the fire light up. Of course, this is the extent of his control of his power in the fourth picture. If he let go of the fight, Angkor naturally had no way to resist his attack.

Brush~

Fire made two tentative attacks in succession, both of which were defended by Angkor with wooden sticks. If it weren't for his speed being fast enough, he would even be threatened by Angkor's sticks in the last blow.

"Good, good. I like this. The fire stopped and said to Angkor seriously.

Seeing that the fire had stopped tempting, Angkor did not stop, and he swung the stick in his hand and made a series of stick shadows.

This time, Huo looked very closely, and he found that the wooden stick in Angkor Dance happened to borrow the toughness of the wooden stick in many places. In this way, not only did it not affect the attack power of the wooden stick, but it increased the power of the wooden stick in his hand by thirty percent out of thin air. Often Angkor uses the rebound power of the wooden stick in his hand to make him make some impossible movements. It is precisely in this way that the flaws in his body have become no longer flaws.

As Angkor slowly retracted, Xiao Dezi on the side asked at this time, "Fire, how is this stick method of Angkor?"

As he spends more time with Fire, he also becomes familiar with some of Fire's tempers. Fire is very fond of good things, especially things that increase their own attack.

Huo said seriously, "Very good. ”

Xiao Dezi smiled and asked, "Do you want to learn?"

"Is that okay?" Fire didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

At this time, Angkor came over and said, "Yes, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you." Speaking of which, it's no secret that people in our hometown basically have both hands. ”

Xiao Dezi said at this time, "Huo, you don't know, Angkor is the master of the gun and stick in our hometown, and he is a master of the founding of the sect, and in our hometown, he enjoys extremely high treatment." It's just a pity that we were inexplicably caught here and became miners.

What he said, the fire clearly did not understand. He looked at Xiao Dezi, hoping that he could explain it to himself.

Angkor and Xiao Dezi were the earliest to come into contact with fire, and they were also the people who knew him best in the Wandering Gang. Seeing the appearance of the fire, Angkor said with a smile, "Fire, don't listen to his nonsense, the past has long been forgotten by me." ”

Fire stared directly into Angkor's eyes, and after a moment, he said, "You're lying. ”

Xiao Dezi happily said to Angkor, "Angkor, in fact, this is not something to be embarrassed about, you can talk about the fire." ”

Angkor was debunked by the fire in front of him, a little embarrassed, he scratched his head and said, "Actually, it's really nothing." There are a lot of people on our home planet who can do this, but I've mastered a few more things than them. ”

At this time, Huo asked, "What is a Spear and Stick Grandmaster, and what does it mean to start a sect?"

Hearing the question of fire, Xiao Dezi and Angkor glanced at each other, and the two realized that they had misunderstood the meaning of fire.

Xiao Dezi reacted quickly, and took the initiative to explain to Huo, "Fire, Gun and Stick Master, to put it simply, is to practice marksmanship and stick skills to the point that others can't practice them. The founding of a sect is its own original sect, and many people come to study and become disciples of this sect. ”

He explained to Huo so simply that he understood it at once. After this period of contact, Huo has learned a lot of knowledge from Xiao Dezi. At the same time, they also learned this mode of their statement.

"I love guns. Huo said simply and directly.

Angkor shook his head and said, "I can't help this, there is nothing here that can be used as a gun." There are a lot of things you can't comprehend without a gun. Oh, it's just hard to understand. Angkor was afraid that the fire would not understand, so he explained it to him.

Seeing the eager eyes of the fire, Angkor smiled and said, "Well, when we find a suitable replacement for the gun head, I will teach you marksmanship." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to Xiao Dezi and said, "Dezi, during this time, you have taught our language to the fire, otherwise it will be troublesome to explain it in the future." Tell him more about classical Chinese so that he can understand some of its meanings. ”

"Okay, don't worry, Angkor, I've communicated a lot with fire during this time. Haven't you noticed that the way he speaks now is more and more like us earthlings?" Xiao Dezi agreed with a smile. He was originally a disciple of the Angkor Martial Arts Hall, and it was precisely because of this that he and Angkor were arrested in this place together and reduced to coolie miners.

After seeing Angkor leave, Xiao Dezi pulled the fire, sat down on the side, and then chatted with the fire.

Huo listened for a long time, and then asked, "Earth, is this your hometown?"

Xiao Dezi said with a smile, "Yes, the planet in our hometown, called the earth, is a very beautiful planet. ”

Fire raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered to himself, "You guys are really lucky, at least know the name of your hometown." But I don't even know where my hometown is or what its name is. ”