"I've looked at it carefully, this Nine Methods of Killing Beasts is the crystallization of the experience of countless ancestors. Not only can you strengthen your body and temper your will, but it will also give you a greater chance of receiving the blessings of the ancestral spirits.

If you can't get the blessing of the ancestral spirit and become a soul warrior like me, Du Jing, but if Jing can master the Nine Methods of Killing Beasts, you can also become the top warrior in the clan!"

Green hills, green meadows.

Under the rising sun, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a burly figure and a proud face was leading more than 100 teenagers to practice boxing under the hillside stepping on the crystal dewdrops.

Behind the boys, on the grassy hillside, there was a huge altar.

The zhongyāng of the altar, a strangely shaped natural stone sculpture that is one person wide and three people high, stands there.

The natural stone carving is lime sè, like a man and a beast, with horns, wings, tails, and a somewhat blurred head, but a human face can still be seen vaguely.

The most eye-catching thing is the fist-sized black eyes, at this time, under the light of the morning sun, from time to time there are rays of light, falling on the teenagers who are practicing not far away.

"Hey!"

Du Jing exhaled and opened his voice, and cut out obliquely with a fist, giving birth to a sizzling air cutting sound, and the strong grass under his feet bent his waist for it, indicating that there was an extremely terrifying power hidden in this young man's body.

Compared with the burly Du Jing, the hundreds of boys and girls from ten to fifteen or sixteen years old who practiced behind the boy were much inferior.

Between punches and kicks, although Huo Huo is windy, compared to Du Jing, who calls himself a soul warrior, he is like a child.

Even so, these more than 100 young boys and girls practiced extremely seriously.

Even if his head moved in the middle and he was drenched in sweat, no one wiped his sweat, and he still practiced the nine methods of killing beasts taught by this soul warrior Du Jing.

After practicing like this for a full hour and a half, he sat down on the ground with the shout of 'rest' from the soul martial artist Du Jing, gasping for breath and drinking water from the water bladder.

After resting for a while, the young man's love for excitement was undoubtedly revealed.

"Let's go, let Brother Jiang Cheng continue to tell us the story, last night when I talked about the battle between Sun Monkey and the Bull Demon King, it stopped, and I had a dream all night!"

I don't know who shouted, and the tired boys and girls who were still sitting on the ground before rushed to a teenager who was drinking from a water bladder.

Even the girls with beautiful wildflowers on their heads and graceful figures were already visible, and they rushed over for fear that they would not be able to hear clearly if they were far away.

Jiang Cheng is also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, of medium height, one meter seven, his appearance is very ordinary, just like the teenagers around him, he has a face full of green chun.

But with those eyes full of clear wisdom, and the indescribable special temperament of the body mixed with a bit of bookishness, lazyness, indifference, and a bit of stubbornness,

At a glance, Jiang Chengcheng has a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

Looking at the boys and girls who came around, Jiang Cheng wiped a handful of water stains from the corners of his mouth, skillfully tied the water bladder, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his clear eyes.

He didn't expect that what was originally a small joke for a few good friends to relieve boredom would become the most enthusiastic pursuit of the teenagers of the whole clan.

At first, it was just a hint of nostalgia or nostalgia for the world he had lived in before.

In other words, Jiang Cheng originally did not belong to the world in front of him, which was full of the aroma of plants and trees, and every place could be called a natural oxygen bar.

Jiang Cheng comes from a world called Earth.

He was originally an ordinary high school student there, taking advantage of the holiday to go to Xiangyang Mountain to see the Xiongqi Yellow River, and met a mother and daughter who fell into the water on the way, and jumped in to save people without much thought.

The mother and daughter were rescued ashore, but he sank to the bottom of the river full of yellow sand and slowly lost consciousness.

He thought he was going to die, but when he woke up, he was rescued by the tribesmen of the Geshan tribe here by the river, and his body was inexplicably shrunk to about ten years old.

Now, he has been living in Katsurayamabe for five years, and apart from the memories hidden in the deepest part of his heart, he is already a complete Katsurayamabu boy.

However, in this corner of the Katsuyama Division, he casually told an interesting anecdote about the 'earth' rotten street, which can also make the boys and girls of the Geshan Division excited for several days.

As a result, in addition to allowing Jiang Cheng to completely integrate into the Geshan Department, it also made him the most popular teenager in the Geshan Department.

And some ordinary common sense of 'earth' has also made Jiang Cheng the wisest teenager in Geshanbu.

Every night, the animal oil lamp in Jiang Cheng's house is the last to go out.

And during the day, Jiang Cheng always gathers the most teenagers around him, full of young boys and girls full of expectation and worship.

"Brother Jiang Cheng, let's talk quickly, I can only rest for half an hour, let's talk quickly!"

The teenagers who gathered around Jiang Cheng within a few breaths urged Jiang Cheng with eyes full of anticipation.

Jiang Cheng was not in a hurry to speak, and looked at a black-faced young man in the distance who was running towards this side with his trouser belt in his belt, with a smile on his face.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's expression, the teenagers stopped urging, but turned to urging the black-faced young man with a rapid voice.

Because they knew that the black-faced young man named Shi Tie would not speak if Jiang Cheng did not speak.

When Jiang Cheng first arrived in Geshanbu, because of the language difference, he was ignorant and didn't know anything.

At that time, ninety percent of the teenagers in Geshanbu regarded Jiang Cheng, a teenager in strange clothes and different words and deeds, as a monster.

Only Shi Tie, a black-faced young man, did not shy away from it, guided Jiang Cheng hand-in-hand, and taught Jiang Cheng one pronunciation after another, so that Jiang Cheng learned the language here.

However, Jiang Cheng found that the language here was somewhat similar to the Chinese he used on the earth, but he couldn't understand it because of the thick accent and diacritics.

Even the calendar and the seasons are similar to those when he was on earth, but there are some minor differences.

Once you understand the rules, there will be no more communication barriers.

Because of this, Jiang Cheng and the black-faced boy Shi Tie are the closest and have the most iron relationship.

In the urging of everyone, Shi Tie, who was approaching, was not in a hurry, but shouted and scolded the teenagers who were gathered in a group.

"It's still not a man, I don't know if Songyue is weak?

I don't know what Songyue likes to listen to Brother Cheng's stories the most?

Don't get out of the way yet, let Matsutsuki pass!

Do you have to stare at Brother Cheng every time to know how to give way?"

Shi Tie was scolding, his forehead tightened, he saw Jiang Cheng's slightly reproachful gaze, hurriedly covered his mouth, and apologized to the girl named Songyue behind him: "Songyue, I didn't mean it, you are in good health"

Shi Tie's words made the black-haired girl behind him straighten up, with a melon seed face, curved long eyebrows, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a green-clothed girl with a bright forehead and a gloomy look.

"Songyue, come here, I'm going to talk about the nine-tailed fox and the iron fan princess soon. ”

Just when Shi Tie didn't know what to do, Jiang Cheng's soft drink made the girl raise her head suddenly, and her pretty face was full of surprise.

The body ran towards Jiang Cheng lightly, followed closely behind the girl, and the girls who were left behind were slowed down, and the girl named Songyue who was also chattering the most, taking advantage of this momentum, rushed all the way to Jiang Cheng, full of joy.

The whole family, who doesn't like to listen to Jiang Cheng's stories?

And these girls, neither in speed nor strength, can compare to those teenagers who are as strong as calves, and they will definitely not be able to squeeze in, so they are waiting for this opportunity every day.

Anyway, they knew that Songyue must have listened to the story by Jiang Cheng's side.

Naturally, the boys and girls who moved forward would make some different jokes about Songyue and Jiang Cheng, which made Songyue's fair face flushed.

Looking at the young people gathering together, Du Jing, a soul warrior who stood there with a heroic spirit, couldn't help but become extremely ugly.

Especially when I saw Songyue, who was like a jingling, sitting next to Jiang Cheng with a sweet smile, and the girls who were full of green chun breath sitting around Jiang Cheng, and the teenagers who surrounded Jiang Cheng like stars holding the moon, I felt even more angry.

Don't forget, although Du Jing has been blessed by the ancestral spirit, he is still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

And he's a revenant.

In his opinion, he should be the focus of the entire Geshan clan!

It should be him Du Jing who is held by the stars.

was softly admired by the girls, and he should be the one who is in the limelight.

Besides, young Muai

It is the age of youth and youth, when different stars attract.

But he, the original focus, is standing here alone at this time.

As for the majestic figure he deliberately created with his chest and back, no one appreciated it.

"Hmph, lazy!"

Du Jing's thunderous shouts made the boys and girls who were listening to Jiang Cheng's story startled, and when they saw Du Jing's green face, the faces of the teenagers were also a little unnatural.

In the clan, every soul warrior who can obtain the blessing of the ancestral spirit has an extremely high status.

And Du Jing, because he has not been blessed by the ancestral spirit for a long time, was left here by the spirit lord of the clan to teach them and teach them the experience of being blessed by the ancestral spirit.

"Let you rest is to let you meditate on the gains and losses in the process of practice, in order to make progress, not to let you listen to some out-of-tune **. ”

"Just like you, you still want to be blessed by the ancestral spirits, not to mention that some of you have already failed once, and if you fail the second time, you will no longer be able to become a soul warrior. ”

Seeing that many teenagers slowly lowered their heads, Du Jing's face was angry, but secretly he was very happy, this is what he wanted.

Suddenly, the smugness hidden in Du Jing's eyes suddenly paused, and he saw that in the center of the teenagers, the guy who made him jealous, Jiang Cheng, was looking at him with a smile on his face.

That kind of smile made Du Jing have the idea that all his careful thoughts would be seen through.

What made him even more angry was that Jiang Chengchong's jing-like girl Song Yue whispered a few words, and Song Yue's pretty face also rose with an expression like Jiang Cheng, as if penetrating his thoughts.

"What are you laughing at, Jiang Cheng, it's you!"

"You have already failed the first time, and you don't work hard, do you want to fail the second time?" Du Jing shouted angrily.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be accustomed to or already knew Du Jing's thoughts, the corners of his mouth curved, his voice came out slightly, and the cheers of more than a hundred teenagers in unison had already sounded.

"Revenant-sama, we know. ”

The voices were uneven, and there were some long voices, hiding the dissatisfaction of the teenagers.

Du Jing was even angrier, he couldn't hear it.

It's all because of this Jiang Cheng.

Without Jiang Cheng, among these young men and women in front of him, which one would dare to have the slightest disrespect for this soul warrior?

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy already had some city mansions, and as soon as his expression was yin, Du Jing pointed at Jiang Cheng and shouted: "Since everyone is fine, find someone to fight with me with the Nine Ways of Killing Beasts, and let me give you a good guidance!"

As soon as Du Jing said this, the teenagers immediately lowered their heads and avoided Du Jing's gaze.

Even the most burly and aggressive teenager bowed his head.

Without it, Du Jing is a soul warrior.

As long as you become a revenant, your strength, speed, body, reactions, etc., will be greatly improved. Even the strongest non-soulmartial adults in the clan were hard to compare, let alone teenagers.

What's more, becoming a revenant, the treatment in the clan is immediately improved.

In addition to being able to let go of the belly to eat, there is also a supply of blood from the fierce beasts that he usually hunts, which contains a huge amount of Jing Yuan, and his physique is so strong, how can Jiang Cheng be compared to these teenagers who can only eat seven or eight points a day?

Seeing that the teenagers lowered their heads, Du Jing smiled and pointed at Jiang Cheng and said, "Jiang Cheng, you come out and fight with me!"

As soon as he heard Du Jing naming Jiang Cheng, the black-faced young man Shi Tie immediately became anxious.

After five years of tempering, although Jiang Cheng's figure has also become very strong, it is still a step behind these natives of the Geshan clan who are as strong as calves.

These teenagers are so strong that they don't dare to be Du Jing's opponents, let alone Jiang Cheng, Shi Tie is naturally anxious, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "What are you looking for Jiang Cheng to do, I'll follow"

"Okay, just fight!"

Jiang Cheng got up suddenly, exerted his strength with one arm, pressed Shi Tie who was in a hurry, interrupted Shi Tie's words, and responded directly in the stunned eyes of all the young people.

This Du Jing is not the first time he has come to find Jiang Cheng's stubble, he used to just use the identity of a soul martial artist to bully Jiang Cheng, but this time, he is ready to do it.

Song Yueqiao, who was beside Jiang Cheng, had a slight face, and her eyes looking at Jiang Cheng were full of worry.

Du Jing was overjoyed, as long as Jiang Cheng agreed, he could justifiably beat Jiang Cheng.

beat Jiang Cheng to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he made Jiang Cheng lose face in front of everyone, let out a good breath of evil, and by the way, show his prestige and establish his own prestige.

"Fight here!"

Du Jing pointed to the grass in front of him, looked at Jiang Cheng who had moved over, and couldn't help but become extremely excited.

But just when Du Jing was happy and the teenagers were worried about Jiang Cheng, the rumbling hooves suddenly rang out, mixed with two thunderous gasps, which immediately made the teenagers who were looking in the direction where the sound came from nervous.

"Thunder Thunder, it's the voice of the Bai Hun tribe!"

The boy with the pointed ears had already drunk nervously.

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