"Doodoo ......"

Dense like the sound of raindrops hitting banana leaves appeared on Qin Yu's shield.

Behind the shield, Qin Yu had already entwined his own blood qi with the shield in front of him at this time.

His flesh and blood are too strong compared to ordinary people.

If this blood qi is paired with offense, it can indeed increase strength, enhance agility, and even form an effect similar to a short-term burst of strength.

But the existence of flesh and blood has a fatal weakness-

The defense of the flesh is too weak.

To put it bluntly, this kind of stimulated blood qi is just a manifestation of energy outside the body.

It's all pure energy, and the effect of being able to bring about an explosion of power is already quite good.

To think of this flesh as a means of defense is pure dreaming.

Unless Qin Yu was able to condense the blood qi in his body into true qi.

Then it is forged from the true qi into the gang qi.

Those Gang Qi that have been tempered for thousands of years have extremely terrifying defensive power.

Protecting the body with Gang Qi can really be described as the ability of gods and ghosts.

It's a pity that Qin Yu didn't.

And he is not stimulating blood qi now, it is not to give himself a strength explosion.

Just for defense.

Looks incomprehensible, right?

Truly.

If you are an ordinary social animal, you may really not understand what it feels like to have a breakfast of more than 600 yuan.

For Qin Yu now, the situation he is facing is similar.

Just because there are so many!

The blood qi in his body is too much compared to ordinary people.

It's useless to have a lot anyway, so it's better to get here to add a little more defense.

He was afraid that one of these recruits would accidentally stab the spear and stab him.

There are these bloody words around the body.

If this really happens, he will definitely be able to sense it as soon as possible and avoid it immediately.

However, it was obvious that Qin Yu was thinking too much.

The shield in front of him was the heaviest of the kind.

It stands up like a door panel.

Qin Yu lifted the door panel in front of him again.

It was only seven people, and they were all seven people with spears aimed at their shields.

They couldn't have gone so far as to stab their spears somewhere else.

If you can't even do this kind of thing well, Huang Zhong and Liu Bei have trained them for so many days, it will be Bai Xun.

The well water that Qin Yu provided them with was also drunk in vain.

Just highlight an outrageous.

Qin Yu, who was hiding behind the big shield, didn't care about anything, he just had to look at the experience of his attribute bar constantly jumping upward.

"Seven people don't seem to have reached the limit yet?"

After Qin Yu observed for a while, he asked Huang Zhong to send three more people.

A total of ten people gathered in front and attacked the shield in Qin Yu's hand with their spears.

At this point, on average, nearly four attacks landed on his shield every second.

This speed, if compared to when he was cultivating by himself before, it would be a full four times faster increase!

Who can withstand this?

Truly.

It is true that no one can withstand such a rapid outbreak in a short period of time without intermittent.

So these ten talents only lasted for half an hour, and then they were replaced with sweat.

Then, without stopping, ten more people were filled.

And so on.

However, I have to say that Qin Yu's move is indeed of considerable use to those who are training in the strong countrymen.

Ten people aimed at a shield at the same time under such a high-intensity stabbing blow.

And there can be no mistakes.

This requires a tremendous level of understanding and precision with each other.

All in all, every time these 10 people are replaced, they feel that they have gained a lot.

Qin Yu also felt that he had gained a lot.

It only took most of the day to fill up all the last more than 300,000 experiences of his Taixuan Shield Sutra.

One wave earned him more than thirty white shards.

It can be described as a wave of fat to the home.

【Taixuan Shield Sutra has been upgraded】

【Iron Wall Hengjiang】

[Iron Wall Three Stacks: With three strong imperial power poured into the iron wall, breaking one heavy, the remaining imperial power is stronger in the past. 】

[Strength +12, Agility +12, Stamina +12, Defense increased by 30%]

Qin Yu glanced at his panel.

[Strength: 130 (109), Agility: 128 (107), Stamina: 126 (105), Spirit: 23, Perception: ? +2, lucky:? +2, Charisma: ? +5, Positive Reputation: ? +5, Fire Affinity, Resistance +1]

It's a pity that the iron wall Hengjiang didn't add any more understanding and luck to him.

He also thought that as long as he upgraded his skills, he would have this attribute.

Although it is not known for the time being what these two hidden attributes are for.

But predictably.

These two attributes themselves will definitely have a strong auxiliary effect on him.

Maybe it's a prerequisite for certain skills.

"Could it be this lucky ......"

"Is it the luck that has the biggest attack of the knife after +9?"

Qin Yu looked at his current +2 luck thoughtfully.

In the saga, this thing is pretty awesome.

If it refers to the smoothness of the True Qi running in the body, then it is powerful.

Although Qin Yu hadn't come into contact with this true qi or something.

But from Huang Zhong's explanation to Wang Ergou, Qin Yu can also know.

If you want to perfectly control the true qi in your body, this is actually a perfect situation that requires extreme manipulation to achieve.

Even if it was Huang Zhong and Lu Bu, if they wanted to exert their strength to the peak, it was not something they could just talk about casually.

It's about pranayama, focusing, and holding back the big moves.

If Qin Yu's luck +9 is really the effect of the sword's maximum attack.

Wouldn't it be equivalent to holding back every knife when it starts fighting?

Who can withstand this?

……

Qin Yu was addicted.

It's like he's been self-aware before.

He is essentially a person who likes to steal and play tricks and take shortcuts.

This is the reason why he forced himself to practice marksmanship before, instead of quickly practicing boxing and getting fragments.

It's good now.

He doesn't even want to practice boxing now, so he wants to raise a shield in the wheat field every day.

Come on, get dry!

However, this is indeed an objective basic condition.

Wang Ergou and their more than 100 village warriors who had been trained before were now under the leadership of Liu Bei to hunt in the low mountains.

Huang Zhong doesn't like to do this kind of thing, Liu Bei is different.

It's an old hobby of his.

I don't like to study, I like to walk dogs, ride horses, dress in fine clothes, and music.

Then the music and the dance.

Take hundreds of people to hunt together, and if you don't leave this matter to him, he won't be happy.

As for Huang Zhong, he is much more low-key.

Originally, this kind of thing of hunting was also considered military training, and he should have brought it with him.

But now there is Liu Bei to do it for him, and Liu Bei's own strength is really strong enough, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

So he put his focus on the hundreds of homeless people that Liu Bei had just brought over.

These homeless people brought by Liu Bei are the real elite among the homeless.

Those who can fall into the grass and be looked at by the bandits, naturally have no physical fitness.

It's a pity not to let them train and become soldiers with a foundation.

However, Huang Zhong did not think of transforming all these people into armed forces.

Especially for the current situation in Xiaofang Village.

It's not a good structure.

There are not many people who farm, and the armed forces are first complaining.

Originally, he wanted to select fifty people from among these people, and then organize them into the previous team in the future.

But after his careful selection, a team of 100 people was finally pulled out.

No way, the quality of these people is really good.

It's a waste not to come to practice martial arts.

The rest of the people who were not selected, after barely building a place for themselves to live, began to devote themselves to reclamation.

Although the rest of the crowd unanimously did not speak of the vision of the golden corn to these newcomers.

But for them, the enthusiasm for reclamation is still high.

The key is that they see the hope of being able to survive here in Qin Yu.

With enough food to eat, who would think about working hard and becoming a homeless person?

So, in the blink of an eye, it was another five days.

Spend five days brushing experience with your shield.

Qin Yu took away a full two hundred white fragments from here.

In other words, he now needs 10 million experience to move up to the next level, and now he has completed 2 million.

It's only been five days!

This speed of accumulating white shards was simply a speed he had never thought of before.

Today he had to stop, though.

While they were still working on their experience in the wheat field.

In the field on the side, a fresh fragrance suddenly gushed out.

All the people who smelled this scent, they all fell into intoxication.

When the scent faded and they awoke from their intoxication.

I was surprised to find that all the fatigue on my body had been swept away!

And not only is the fatigue swept away, many people even feel that their strength has improved a lot.

Qin Yu naturally smelled this aroma as well.

However, just like Huang Zhong and the top people like them, they can't improve their attribute points when they drink well water.

His current attributes have reached an inhuman realm.

It is obviously impossible to elevate his attributes with this aroma alone.

Qin Yu quickly came back to his senses.

"Silver Spirit Grass!"

Without saying a word, he threw down his shield and rushed straight in the direction of the field.

There was a billowing smoke and dust behind him, and the speed of the raw melons and eggs suddenly increased, like a meteor, rushing towards the pigs in the field.

"it!" Qin Yu scolded secretly.

"Slow me down!"

He was afraid that the idiot would rush over directly to give the silver spirit grass a huo.

Although the Silver Spirit Grass is a unit, that is, a hundred acres of land, only ten plants can be sown.

No matter how fast the little black briquette runs, he can only have one or two plants at most, at best, three or four.

No matter how much he can, it's impossible for him to give all the Silver Spirit Grass to Huo Huo.

But even so, Qin Yu couldn't bear it!

If it weren't for Qin Yu knowing that Zhang Jiao had been guarding the edge of the farmland, always paying attention to the condition of the Silver Spirit Grass.

He may want to directly change himself to the entry of raw melon and eggs now.

A pig rushed forward and cut off the raw melon egg!

At this time, Zhang Jiao, who had already integrated into the role of an old farmer taking care of the farmland, really did not disappoint Qin Yu.

Facing the small black briquettes that came from the pig's sudden advance.

Zhang Jiao chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the nine-section scepter in his hand suddenly bloomed with a blue light.

Soon, the little black briquette condensed into a brick-like block on its way.

"Bang!"

The little black briquette slammed into the blue brick.

He is now relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, and he doesn't know what pain is, and then rampage casually.

It's just that he didn't expect that this blue light would be so strong.

The whole body was swept away at once after the impact.

But that's not all.

With the temperament of a little black briquette, how could he casually admit defeat after experiencing such a small setback?

I saw him turn over, get up from the ground, and then start to rush towards the cyan brick again.

But this time, he didn't have to wait for him to take a step.

The nine-section scepter in Zhang Jiao's hand was lightly tapped.

The blue light turned into a cover, covering the small black briquettes entirely.

Didn't give him any room to accelerate at all.

Like a little wild boar without fangs, the little black briquettes looked stupid directly.

Old thing, you don't talk about martial arts!