As it turned out, Gurph's judgment of the situation was completely wrong.

Quill did not hesitate to reject Gulf's proposal for the simple reason that Gulf's roommate Sean would not agree, and Owu had promised that there would be no more chaos in Tent 31, and that he and Corporal Zi Lang would get along as if they were brothers.

That's just Quill's nonsense. He deliberately provoked the controversy of this feat, allowing the two fools who disobeyed the order to punish each other, which not only saved the military's resources, but also allowed the residents of Shachi Town to get some spice in their boring and peaceful lives, as the manager of a warband, Quill did have some means.

This life-and-death boxing match between Qi Lang and Ou Wu seemed to Quill to be just a child's game, and he didn't pay the slightest attention, just sat in the office room of the barracks, leisurely reading the newspaper, until the result of the draw reached his ears, and he showed a little surprise. But that didn't change his opinion of Qi Lang in the slightest, and he still looked at Qi Lang with disgust, as if he had just found a dead fly in his teacup.

But this trip was not without gain. Qi Lang got his wish and received ten spirit stones, although it was originally what he deserved, Gulf still thanked him again and again.

The two of them retrieved the ten primary spirit stones from the military affairs office, left in a hurry, and rushed directly to the banks of the Etsui River. That was Gurf's suggestion, and he thought that Qi Lang should not go back to the tent now, and that it would be very awkward to come face to face with Owu, although it was very likely that the big man would have his nose treated by the military doctor Aiden.

It was ten small round stones, the shell was crystal clear, and there seemed to be a cloud of five colors at the core. The spirit stone ores that Qi Lang had seen in the slave camp were completely different from them, those ores were almost the same in appearance, but the strange light inside was constantly spinning wildly. After being dealt with by the so-called spiritual power masters, these junior spirit stones really didn't look so irritable.

Gulf's gray-blue eyes kept staring at the ten spirit stones, as if he were looking at five syrs, and the attraction was too great.

But Qi Lang was not in the mood to carefully appreciate this magical little thing, at the moment his mind was full of all he wanted to advance to the rank as soon as possible and become a beginner warrior: "What should I do? Eat them?"

"Don't you want your teeth?" Gulf laughed, "hold it in the palm of your hand, focus your thoughts, and use your strength to fuse it." If it does, you'll feel like you've changed your clothes. ”

"Changed your clothes?" This metaphor is more difficult than Lao Zhan's, Qi Lang is very inexplicable.

"Everybody feels different, but I felt like I was wearing a layer of armor at the time. Gulf scratched his head, trying to find a better word to describe it, "I guess you've been in a bar, it's like you've drunk a whole bottle of vodka, and a high amount of alcohol rushes into your head, boom, explosion!

Qi Lang felt that he was even more confused, Gulf's explanation was very ingenious, and it made things very mysterious, but it was difficult for Qi Lang to understand. Either way, the fact that the stone is inedible is certain is certain, so let's try it in the palm of your hand.

Qi Lang grabbed the ten spirit stones in his hands, and just imagined that as Gulf said, concentrate all his thoughts and try his best to fuse those stones, Gurf raised his objection again: "Don't take them all, I suggest you use five pieces first, because I used five pieces and succeeded." I think you will definitely be stronger than me, and these spirit stones are quite precious, and if you can save some of them, it will be very beneficial for you to become a low-level warrior in the future. ”

Qi Lang listened to Gulf's persuasion, divided half of it and put it in his pocket, held the remaining five spirit stones in his hand, concentrated his thoughts, and used all his strength!

Qi Lang felt that his thoughts had turned into a concrete image, just like countless horses began to gallop wildly, rushing from his mind to his shoulder, and then along his arm, all the way to the palm of his hand.

The palm of his hand came back with a hot feeling, it was an unimaginable temperature, Qi Lang felt that it could be about 10,000 degrees Celsius, and the whole arm seemed to be burning. The soul is trembling, the strength is gathering, and the mind seems to have given birth to wings, and it rushes straight to the clouds!

However, at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly flashed in Qi Lang's mind: "That doesn't work!"

The voice was low and calm, as if coming from the mouth of an experienced middle-aged man: "They are not for you!"

Qi Lang recognized it, it was the voice that prompted him in the boxing match, he helped him get through the difficulties, but he just poured cold water on him at this critical moment. The temperature of the palm of the hand dropped sharply, and the thought of spreading its wings and soaring into the sky seemed to be ruthlessly pulled back by an iron cable!

Qi Lang failed, all thanks to that ill-timed prompt. He failed!

"Who is it?!" Qi Lang roared, his eyes wide open and glancing angrily in all directions. It was empty, and there was no one but Gurf's nervous face.

"What's the matter? what's wrong with you?" Gurf was startled, "I think you're almost done! ”

Qi Lang raised his hand, and the five spirit stones were intact, still lying peacefully in the palm of his hand, fluctuating with a faint brilliance in the faint night.

"Did you hear that? it was a man's voice, and he said I can't!" Qi Lang asked Gulf as he suppressed his anger.

"What a voice, all I hear is you yell......ing! Are you scaring me, buddy?" Gulf's hair was almost standing on end, the forest was so dark and silent that there was not even a ghost to be seen except for the two of them, and Qi Lang heard an inexplicable voice, could it be a ghost from the River Étrine?

"You...... You...... You'd better wait, why don't we try again tomorrow?" Gulf had already stammered, "I'm not that bold, since he said it's not a good time, we'll ...... tomorrow"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Qi Lang interrupted Gulf with a roar, and grabbed all ten spirit stones in the palm of his hand.

Again!

Concentrate, thoughts surging to his arms like a river! Qi Lang's arms were already trembling, and the green tendons were clearly visible. He couldn't agree with the voice's prompt, even though it had been perfectly correct before—it was with his prompt that Qi Lang took Ouna's furious punch and knocked the strong man to the ground for the first time with his own fist. But this time, Qi Lang wants to prove that this voice can also be wrong, and he has made a complete mistake in his judgment!

"Don't be reckless, child, your destiny should go another way. The voice rang in his ears again, still calm and low, but Qi Lang felt that it seemed to be full of banter. It was an insult, many times worse than Quire's contempt and O'U's swearing!

No one could stop his determination to advance to become a beginner-level warrior! Qi Lang had already obtained those ten spirit stones, experienced the life and death test of the mutant lion and tiger beast, and experienced three long rounds of boxing competition, and finally waited for this moment!

How dare you make such an assertion in the name of fate?!

Regarding his fate, Qi Lang threw it out of the clouds three years ago. Like an ordinary slave struggling on the brink of life and death every day, being enslaved like a pig and dog, and living in a damp and cold slave camp for the rest of his life? Qi Lang absolutely couldn't bear it! He broke the shackles of fate, and with his thin flesh and blood, he broke through the Snow Wolf Canyon, which no one had ever broken through in the past twenty years, and finally became a glorious warrior of the Whirlwind Army!

Who would dare to hinder himself with the illusory term of fate again?! Qi Lang didn't believe that ordinary white soldiers had successfully promoted to beginner warriors with the help of spirit stones, how could he not do it?! Could it be that just because he was a yellow race, he was called a weak? Qi Lang couldn't accept it, absolutely not!!

The temperature of the palm of the hand became even higher, and the ten primary spirit stones gathered together, and the power really increased exponentially. Qi Lang felt as if his palms had completely vaporized, and the ten spirit stones seemed to be beating with the rhythm of his heartbeat!

The spiritual power was rushing upwards in reverse, trying to break through the layers of obstacles, wanting to rush into Qi Lang's mind. But the spiritual power like a rushing river slowly stopped before reaching its destination, as if there was a towering dam blocking the torrent - in Qi Lang's mind, it seemed that there really was an incomparably powerful barrier to exclude all external forces from the soul.

Could that be another shackle that fate had secretly put on him?

Qi Lang felt that fate was strangely working against him, but he did not hesitate in his heart - break through it!

While the past experience brought boundless pain, it also honed Qi Lang's will, his mind was already beyond imagination, as if a giant who stood tall in that weak shell, as long as Qi Lang was willing to abandon everything, he would appear and break all the confinement!

The two forces, prompted by Qi Lang's thoughts, launched a powerful conflict with each other! The consequence was that the temperature of the palms of the hands was getting higher and higher, as if they had completely lost control!

Suddenly, the temperature had finally reached the limit that the spirit stone could withstand!

"Phew!"

The white light flashed violently in Qi Lang's palm. They exploded!

The ten primary-level spirit stones were splashing in the air like shiny powder at this moment, turning into countless fireflies, scattered little by little in the darkness......