Zhong Chen's face changed, and finally said, "It's really that kid!"

As he spoke, he stood up, his expression seemed to be difficult to calm down anymore, with a trace of impatience, a trace of longing, a trace of trepidation, a trace of uneasiness, and thousands of complex mentalities, constantly surging in his heart!

"That kid is here, and he doesn't say hello, it's a crime that deserves death!" Zhong Chen finally turned into anger, "Go and bring that kid, the old man wants to replace his father and educate this little guy!"

"Yes, Marshal!"

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Soon the clerk left.

"You're here!" Zhong Chen thought, "It's time to come, it's still coming, it's still coming after all!"

............

Enter the Camp of the Dead!

Liu Xiu was in a trance, as if he had entered a primeval forest.

In the primeval forest, there are no rules, some are just the weak and the strong, the strong are respected, and the big fist makes sense!

As soon as he entered the camp of the dead, he met a group of soldiers and besieged Liu Xiu, like a group of wolves trapping a sheep, and an invisible pressure pressed him.

"Boy, do you know the rules of my dead soldier camp, when you enter the dead soldier camp, you must first eat a killing stick!"

"In our camp of the dead, there is only one rule, if you defeat the commander of the ten, you will be the commander of the ten, if you defeat the centurion, you will be the centurion, and if you defeat the commander of the thousand, you will be the commander of the thousand. No matter how capable you are, how big an official you are, as for who your father is and what kind of background you have, it's useless!"

"If the strength is the worst, you can only sleep on the toilet!"

"This little white face, with fine skin and tender meat, isn't it just right to be a showman, but I want to join the army: it's okay to join the army, how good it is to be a civilian, but come to my dead soldier camp!"

"It seems that this little white face also offended people, and was sent to my death camp, and came to die!"

Suddenly, some of the veterans lost their desires.

Bullying a weak bird, what is the interest, and if you win, you can't show your ability.

As long as there are a few people, Liu Xiu is still besieged!

"Little one, if you sell your ass, the master can spare your life!" said a soldier.

"Look for death!"

Liu Xiu's eyes immediately flashed a trace of ruthlessness.

Those who are not virtuous should be taught with their fists what virtue is, and those who are not virtuous will be killed, and the rest will be virtuous!

"White Tiger Strike!"

Liu Xiu's body was up and down, his bones were moving, the qi and blood in his body were condensed, and the true qi was condensed into a strand of true qi, turning into the true qi of the white tiger, like a white tiger roaring, tearing and biting, and turning into a sharp fist to kill.

The fist is like thunder, and the momentum is like a mountain!

After opening the Blood Divine Vein, Liu Xiu successfully entered the Bone Forging Realm.

In the realm of forging bones, what is tempered is the muscles and bones, refining bones are like iron, fisting is sharp, and between one move and one style, there is a great killing power!

The veteran snapped off and fought back.

Bang!

The two fists collided together, and suddenly the old soldier fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, his arm was broken, and he fell to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.

"Wang Laosan, but in the marrow washing realm, he has rich experience in fighting, but he was knocked to the ground by a punch and couldn't get up!"

"It's a sneak attack!"

"Sneak up on your leg hair!"

"In our army, there is no such thing as a sneak attack, only a theory of winning or losing!"

Wang Lao Silly San stood up and shouted: "You are a sneak attack!"

As he spoke, he waved his fists and attacked towards Liu Xiu, the momentum was like thunder, and the fist wind was fierce like a tide!

"It's just a chicken!"

Liu Xiu said disdainfully, punched out, a hundred bones roared together, and his true anger was like a needle, and suddenly Wang Laosan fell to the ground again, spitting blood in his mouth again.

This time, I can't stand up again!

"Shut your mouth, dare to stink the most in front of me, next time it's a small life!" Liu Xiu said calmly.

There is no fierce tone, and he is still calm like a reader.

But the soldiers of the dead battalion looked at Liu Xiu, but they were full of fear.

"Now, you have two choices, one is heads-up, the other is group fighting!" Liu Xiu said calmly, "Group fighting, it is a group of you who beat me alone; Heads-up, I will beat a group of you alone! Heads-up or group fighting, you should prepare!"

Dry humor!

In a normal day, some of the veterans would have laughed.

It's just that at this moment, everyone didn't laugh, some were bitter!

The battle is secondary, and the temple calculation is the key!

The number of temples counts, thus determining whether to fight or not, but

"In the realm of forging bones, there is also a difference between four, six, nine and so on. In the realm of forging bones, there is a saying of nine jun. Ordinary martial artists are only below five jun, a small number of martial arts wizards can reach six jun, some martial arts demons can reach seven jun, and some martial arts legends can reach eight jun, only some young emperors, or the peak of the fish and dragon realm, can reach nine jun!"

"And looking at his martial arts cultivation, at least it is also the realm of Qijun, I don't know if he can reach the legendary Jiujun!"

Jiujun is the ultimate in the realm of forging bones.

However, trying to temper bones to the extreme can be difficult, if not impossible, for some people.

It's like a teacup, it can only hold a certain amount of water, once the teacup is full, it can't hold more water, and the excess water will overflow.

Many martial artists, after practicing to Wujun, can no longer improve a little, just because they are like a water cup full of water, and they can no longer put a trace of water!

"Boy, don't be rampant!"

At this time, a warrior broke off and stepped forward to attack Liu Xiu.

The two sides fought together, and in less than three moves, this warrior fell to the ground.

Then, another warrior stepped forward, and in just a few moves, he was also knocked to the ground by Liu Xiu!

Five warriors stepped forward in a row, none of them were opponents, and they were knocked to the ground.

These martial artists are all strong in the bone forging realm, and their actual combat ability is strong, but they are not opponents. Suddenly, the martial artists present looked at Liu Xiu's expression and became solemn, did they want to make a move at a higher level.

At this time, a middle-aged man appeared, and with the appearance of this middle-aged man, the soldiers around him got out of the way one after another, and their expressions were full of respect.

The middle-aged man looked at Liu Xiu and asked, "You are a showman, you are obviously already Qijun." It seems a pity that such a martial arts genius arrives at my Death Warrior Camp!"

"There's no pity, the most worthless thing in the world is a genius, don't see me as a genius, just see me as a pawn!" Liu Xiu said calmly.

"Why did you join my Death Battalion!" the middle-aged man asked.

"Because I like to bleed, I like to fight, it's too peaceful, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, I feel unpleasant!" Liu Xiu said leisurely, "And in the Dead Soldier Camp, there are fights everywhere, bloody battles everywhere, which is the most suitable for me!"