The streets are bustling.

People dragged their families and moved into the outer city.

"What's going on?"

After three weeks of retreat, Tang Wen came to the outer city again and saw this lively scene.

The people who moved in were dressed in a variety of clothes and smelled bad.

For ordinary people, water is precious, and the water they drink is only barely guaranteed, so don't think about bathing.

Brother Li saw the person coming clearly, and bowed close to explain:

"These are the first displaced people to be put to the test."

"What test?"

"Well, some of them are farmers who have grown enough food by the lake, and some of them are artisans who have made enough items.

More warriors and warriors joined the hunting team and hunted a certain amount of prey in the south. ”

The cooperation between the camp and the sand wolf pack has long begun.

The black hyenas and saber-toothed cats further south of the wilderness were almost wiped out under the leadership of the sand wolf.

Except for a few who fled further south, the herbivores they raised were all covered by the Flame Camp.

The hunting guards at the Flame Camp have also been reduced, and most of the dead and wounded are homeless people who have only recently joined.

They wanted to join the Flame Camp, they wanted to move to the outer city, and they had to fight hard.

"We're going in too!"

"We also have a contribution!"

At the gate of the outer city, there was a sudden shout.

A group of ragged scavengers, hundreds of them, stood together and shouted.

Around them, there are more and more displaced people.

"My child died in battle, but you say he didn't contribute enough, woo woo, my poor child"

"My husband and my brother died, but you only gave our family a hundred catties of corn, and they were robbed of it on the same day"

"We just want to live"

“……”

Tang Wen noticed that those who stood up were all old and weak women and children.

They took their children and knelt on the ground crying.

Onlookers looked at them with expressions of sadness, sympathy, or schadenfreude.

Commander Zhang walked out.

The guards of the camp came out in formation.

Tang Wen didn't look any further, and he lost the interest of going out of the city.

He turned around and walked towards the inner city, and suddenly in his mind, in the five cities, he heard the words of people from other forces to Commander Qian:

"Every force, every person, including you and me, including those transcendental, who is not struggling to survive! Why are you good people in the Flame Camp? Yes? Why?! ”

The shouting at the door was louder, more and more people gathered, and the door was blocked.

Tang Wen continued to walk towards the inner city palace, and after taking a few deep breaths, he let out a sullen breath, and his eyes became resolute.

Why?

Of course, Lao Tzu is the strongest!

Let's go back and temper!

"Aren't you going to go swimming in the lake? How did you get back? ”

Qian Dong, who was on duty at the door, handed Tang Wen a small handful of peanuts, about three or four.

Tang Wen didn't answer, and pointed to the courtyard of the retreat.

Qian Dong didn't care either, pouted and said, "You are really a training maniac, go and go, hurry up!" ”

Swish!

Tang Wen snatched his peanuts and left in style.

"Damn!" Qian Dong chased after two steps, and saw that Tang Wen's arm muscles were bulging, as if it was a precursor to a move, and hurriedly retreated, and said as if respectful: "Brother Dadu, I don't know as much as you." ”

After speaking, he looked left and right, and the subordinates around him nodded one after another, as if they agreed with his words.

Qian Dong breathed a sigh of relief: It's not me who coaxed me, except for the generals in the camp, who dares to say that he can win this pervert?

Tang Wen ate peanuts, and felt a lot better.

When I returned to the underground secret room, I began the boring life of sleeping when I was tired, eating when I was hungry, and practicing again after eating.

The mountain cannon, the head cannon, the half-step bombardment, the dragon out of the water, the submarine earthquake, the eight-armed divine fist......

These five moves, he can be called a thousand tempers.

Except for the tenth type of Kaishan Cannon Fist: Bombardment Cannon, there is no clue.

If he had to put it aside, he might have tried his best to figure it out.

At least figure out the principle of force.

But now, the experience panel experience has accumulated to a certain extent, and these Guan Qiao will automatically be realized.

Then what do you have to think about!

With this kung fu, it is better to practice two more punches.

"Whew!"

After the explosion of more than 100 punches, Tang Wen's strength was empty, like a gold master who had been served by eight girls, he collapsed on the ground, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

"Enough! It's time to sleep. ”

He closed his eyes.

But people are overtired, and they can't sleep a little.

He reviewed today's tempering:

"Eight Vajra Gong, Earth-Fire Mixed Yuan Pile, Traceless Steps...... I've practiced everything I should have practiced. Well, no, there's one more. ”

Tang Wen opened his eyes with great perseverance and began to visualize the golden bell jar.

His brows furrowed, his eyes bloodshot, and his fingers involuntarily clenched into fists.

The black defense climbed into his fist, little by little, with great difficulty.

It took a while to crawl full of a right fist.

Then comes the left fist!

Because the mental power is too empty, a full three minutes passed!

Tang Wen's eyes had gradually lost focus, his temples jumped suddenly, and his body arched like a prawn.

This is a manifestation of self-squeezing mental power to the extreme!

The black defense, slowly, crawled all over the nail cover of his left fist.

Bang, he collapsed and fell asleep.

It was a long night's sleep, and I slept for three hours.

According to the knowledge of past lives, it is two sleep cycles.

When he woke up, he opened the experience panel, which showed no changes except for a slight increase in experience points.

Tempering doesn't happen overnight.

It's a great blessing to have visible progress every day.

After eating something, the chamber shook again.

Clang.

At this time, outside the door of the small courtyard, there was a graceful beauty.

She is taller than Qian Dong and has a figure like a perfect supermodel.

Qian Dong stood as far away from her as possible: "It's unfortunate, it's started again!" This guy is not a human, he is simply not a human! ”

Zhou Bing was amused and a little proud, and listened outside the courtyard for a while, looking at the large blood crow staring at him at the gate of the courtyard.

In the end, he didn't enter the door.

Her retreat is not over, this time she came out, just to relax outside for a day.

Since the retreat, the camp has invested a lot of resources in her.

For example, high-grade alien beast meat, transcendent alien beast meat, green anaconda potion, transcendent green anaconda potion, and so on.

Not to mention the material, there are also the queen and Xia Lao, who taught her the key points of "opening the mountain cannon boxing" hand in hand, demonstrating it in person, and so on.

These things can't be bought no matter how much money you have.

And she thinks that Tang Wen's talent is better than her.

If these resources can be invested in Tang Wen, the effect will be better than using them on her.

But the camp can't do that.

Eggs also cannot be placed in the same basket.

Now, Zhou Bing is already a second-class martial artist, and he was feeling the shaking fist before he came out.

As soon as the shock fist is completed, it will directly have the combat power comparable to that of a first-class martial artist.

At that time, Xiaowen should be surprised, right?

The corners of Zhou Bing's mouth curled, and he couldn't see Tang Wen's regret, so he lightened a little.

Waiting for her to leave, Qian Dong's face was complicated: Zhou Bing is stronger! That momentum is definitely not something that a third-class martial artist can have.

Why don't I apply for a retreat after a while?

I want to be promoted to martial artist with Zhou Bing and Tang Wen and become the commander.

Now, the two of them have left themselves far behind.

Especially Tang Wen's guy, he actually defeated a first-class martial artist.

In the secret room, Tang Wen, who didn't know what he missed with his own ice beauty, arched his body uncontrollably again, as if he had been fried by a high temperature!

And in fact, he feels no better now than being fried.

The spiritual power that has been exhausted has to be squeezed repeatedly, squeezing out the last trace of it, which is so sour and refreshing that people want to faint at any time.

However, Tang Wen's efforts are always rewarded.

(End of chapter)