"Iron turtle, your grandfather Wang is here, and he hasn't come out to bow down yet!"

A person was as light as a swallow, and he stepped on the railing and fell into the field a few times, and several people who were relatively close were directly shocked out by him.

"Angry Lion King?!"

The leader of the Iron River Gang who spoke before had an ugly face.

"Since you refuse to come out, then your grandfather Wang will kill you until you come out."

The rugged man was obviously not a reasonable person, and he didn't see any movements, and his figure flickered to the stage, and several small leaders on the stage were approached by him before they could react.

"You dare!"

A roar came from behind, and the sound was as loud as thunder, and Wu Chong's eyes were full of stars. It's just that the angry lion king is obviously not a simple thing, not to mention that it has not been affected in the slightest, and the actions under his hands are even more decisive and ruthless. I saw that he punched through the chest of the little leader who spoke before, and his hands exerted force, and when he heard a 'tearing' sound, a living person was torn in half by him.

Boom!

Half of the corpse flew over from the stage and smashed at Wu Chong's feet.

Wu Chong was stunned to see this scene.

Die..... He's dead?

Righteous and bright killing?

Does no one care?

What about the servants? What about the six doors? What about the imperial court!

Wu Chong's eyelids jumped wildly, and he suddenly felt that it was not a good idea to leave, this world was clearly not as mixed as written in the novel, the killing of people in the bright light, and the aftermath of internal forces were flying wildly, obviously it had nothing to do with the dynasties in history, such a world that casually killed people was too dangerous. Looking at the minions who were injured by the aftermath, he quickly dispelled the idea of leaving, at least, he didn't plan to leave the Iron River Gang until he had the ability to protect himself.

"Look for death!"

The person who spoke before flew out of it and slashed out with one palm.

"Haha, good time!"

That Wang Tong was not afraid, raised his palm to meet it, and the two palms collided fiercely, making a muffled sound.

The rest of the Iron River Gang who had not yet passed out fled for their lives, Wu Chong mixed in with the crowd and quickly left the center of the battle......

Three days later.

Wu Chong figured out the world, and completely lost the idea of escaping the Iron River Gang. This world is not any dynasty he knows, and it may even be no longer on the earth, the general environment here is also very chaotic, the court is weak, the gangs are big, and all kinds of martial arts masters are constantly fighting for rankings, the big battle that happened in the Tiehe Gang three days ago is a microcosm of the world's rivers and lakes, this is still in the Tiehe Gang, a big gang that dominates one side, and other places are even more chaotic than here, with a small fight in three days, a big fight in five days, and there are dead people every day.

With Wu Chong's current strength, he will definitely not survive for three days after breaking away from the Tiehe Gang.

Unless he can kneel when he sees someone, and kowtow when he meets someone.

Living is as humble as the people at the bottom of this world, otherwise, it is better to stay in the Iron River Gang honestly.

"What are the people in the court doing?"

Wu Chong squatted at the door of the house, he looked at the moon outside, and couldn't figure out what was going on in the world. What about the administrative body? What about violent agencies? How did you get crushed by the gang? This result disappointed Wu Chong, who was going to be a free prince. He really doesn't like the days of swords and swords, it's too dangerous, and he was accidentally chopped up.

"The Imperial Court? Last month, their Emperor Taishang was killed by the city lord of Baiyun City, and the emperor didn't even dare to let out a fart. Xu Daniu looked disdainful, this product is a gang assigned to a room with Wu Chong, the strength is a little stronger than Wu Chong, he has practiced the crop style for two years, and he has some strength, but he is a little flustered and has a tendon in his brain.

"What about the army?"

"The army is a fart, the bigger gangs, which number is not more than 100,000, just a few, the number of people is more than the army of the imperial court, and all of them know martial arts, and the imperial court is the younger brother in front of the gang!"

Although I knew that the imperial court was weak, I didn't expect it to be so weak, it is estimated that the palace or something, for those martial arts masters, it is the same as the vegetable garden of the public family, go if you want to, and leave if you want.

"That's why it's right to join a gang, only in a gang can we have enough to eat!"

Da Niu's biggest ideal is to have enough to eat, and he joined the gang for this purpose, in his opinion, the best place to eat is the best place.

Wu Chong sighed and gave up chatting with this thing, his IQ was too far behind.

The work assigned to Wu Chong and Da Niu by the Tiehe Gang was to chop wood. Endless firewood, this job is not easy, but it is better than cleaning the toilet, hundreds of people up and down a mountain, how miserable the cleaning task of the big thatched pit can be imagined, and several outer disciples who were assigned to clean the thatched toilet in the past are smelly from head to toe.

After the initial uneasiness, Wu Chong slowly calmed down.

He began to adapt to life in this world, and slowly his heart sank, and he was as diligent as the rest of the Iron River Gang, chopping wood, and no longer thinking about escaping. Any unfamiliar environment is like this, the environment will never adapt to people, only people adapt to the environment, if they can't do it, they will be eliminated by the environment.

Night.

Wu Chong was lying on the bed, and the big bull next to him was already snoring.

"Finally something has changed!"

A virtual interface emerges. The panel, which had been empty before, had finally changed after he had honestly chopped the firewood for three months, and there was an extra bar on it.

Splitting timber (not started).

This place is the skill bar he designed before.

Since this splitting wood appears here, it means that this thing is recognized as a skill by the panel.

After three months of accumulating experience points, I finally have a usable place.

Aggrandizement!

As with many online games, experience is used to level up, and skill upgrades are also experience!

Wu Chong's heart moved, and the plus sign on the interface flickered slightly, and most of the experience points accumulated in the three months of vomiting were instantly drained. Without the exhalation of the exercises, the amount of energy that can be accumulated is really pitiful.

Chopping wood (not getting started) becomes chopping wood (beginner).

A motley stream of memories came to his mind.

The technique of chopping wood, the technique of exerting force, the breathing rate, etc., Wu Chong never thought that a simple chopping of wood actually hides so much knowledge, just like Ku Ding solving a cow, the same is killing a cow, Ku Ding killing is art, fast and clear, other butchers are much slower, and I don't know how much effort it takes to solve a cow, this is the difference in skills.

Thinking of this, Wu Chong walked to a black wooden pier, which was the firewood he hadn't chopped during the day. Stopping in front of the wooden pier, he lifted the axe with his left hand, and in an instant, the firewood in Wu Chong's eyes became extremely clear, every line of the firewood clearly appeared in his mind, and the breathing rate stabilized.

Click!

The wooden pier that had not been chopped by more than a dozen axes during the day was easily split by him with one hand, and in the process of the axe falling, he did not encounter any resistance, so it was as if it was split on the tofu, which was extremely easy.

"I still chop wood at night, and Angkor is more honest than me."

The big cow was woken up by the sound of chopping wood, muttered, rolled over and went back to sleep.

Wu Chong ignored him, and his eyes became incomparably bright.

Just splitting wood can strengthen this effect, but what about martial arts?

Does this mean that he can train the iron cloth shirt into a mighty heavenly dragon? Practicing the Soaring Ascension Dao Method?

Thinking of this, the heart that had already calmed down jumped wildly again. Reliving a lifetime, he is absolutely unwilling to stay in a small gang like this and chop firewood for a lifetime. After testing a few more times, Wu Chong didn't toss anymore after determining the effect of the enhancement, and returned to the room to sleep.