Chapter 2 Tasks

Chapter II

Looking at the eyes that had turned into two cold eyes, Qian Xing smiled bitterly, and said silently in his heart: Yes.

The black-robed man stretched out his wide robe sleeves and pointed towards the door, and the huge bronze immediately emitted a burst of blood light, a huge suction, pulling Qian Xing into this blood light.

The sky was full of blood, and nothing could be seen.

When his eyes lit up, Qian Xing opened his eyes, he was in a wilderness, and his body was changed into an ancient power suit. There's a lot of patches on it.

At the waist, there is a sword with a sheath of animal skin.

When I touched the top of my head, I saw the long hair of an ancient, with a knot tied on it, and a bandana made of linen.

I knew in my heart that my outfit had been changed, at least outwardly, by this Colosseum.

One step forward, a pale yellow linen cloth was spread flat on the ground, and the font on it glowed faintly blue.

Leaned over and picked it up,

"Scene: Shijie, the god of ancient martial arts.

Difficulty: Grade D

Mission: As soon as you enter the Shijie of the Condor Heroes, familiarize yourself with its rules, kill twenty Mongolian soldiers and two ten-division commanders in the camp where the Mongolian Thousand Men are stationed, and get 200 points.

Mission 2: Stop Team 1023 and kill Darba, the great disciple of King Jinlun.

Mission 3: Kill at least three members of Team 1023.

Mission completion time: 120 hours, given that newbies enter for the first time, a discount of 100 hours is given.

After this mission is completed, there will be no more time concessions.

Consequences of failure to complete this mission: obliteration. ”

After reading it, the cyan flames rose, and the pale yellow linen cloth disappeared immediately.

The most important thing now is to see how your strength is, and when you think about it, a row of menus immediately pops up in front of you:

Digital Character Information: Liliang4Agility3Stamina4Mental Power7.

If the mental power is less than 2 points, the character will enter a coma, and if the physical strength is less than 2, the character will not be able to move.

Liliang determines damage ability and weight-bearing ability, while agility determines reaction speed and mobility.

The character values are of the average level of the yellow race.

storage space, a cubic meter. ”

And below the hint, there is a bright red long groove, and there is a line of font on the blood gauge: the physical strength value is multiplied by 10, and this is the value of how much damage you can take and how much damage you can handle.

The weight is multiplied by 2.

But Qian Xing's brows were furrowed, and he could almost squeeze out the juice, and the character value was at the average level of the yellow race? That's right! Although I am not an adult, I have also practiced iron sand palms, how can I be at the average level of ordinary people?

The dantian lifts the qi, the iron sand palm is in the right palm, and the entire palm has turned iron blue, which is his own ten successes!

Click on its own attributes again, liliang rises to 7, physical strength rises to 5, liliang7's damage ability has nearly doubled compared to liliang4.

Qian Xing stretched his brows with satisfaction, it turned out that the damage power of the upper body of the exercise was inconsistent with the injury ability of the non-luck exercise, which was exactly the same as the real situation.

No matter what kind of martial arts master you are, if you don't use martial arts at all, it is entirely possible to be beaten by an ordinary person. Therefore, when he is not lucky, Liliang is just the average of ordinary people.

For myself who is still in my third year of college, it is already good.

Take out the sword and take a look, the length is about one meter, silently check the attributes of the sword, a low-level sword, white equipment, attack 1-3, durability 4, you can't bring out this shijie, you can exchange 20 points.

I'm not good at using swords, and besides, this damn Colosseum didn't give me a book on elementary swordsmanship or anything like that, and when I entered this shijie, I completely relied on my own ability!

Qian Xing's eyes flashed with a flash of light, he unsheathed his sword and ran slowly to the top of a small hill, looking for the nearest river or stream.

The army camp of a thousand men must be located next to the river, otherwise, it would not be able to supply so much water.

As soon as I climbed the hillside, I saw a small river in the distance turning down, and when I got closer, I saw some debris floating upstream.

The barracks of the Mongol soldiers must be in the upper reaches of the river, and this is a novice task, so it should not be more difficult in terms of paths.

Identifying the direction, he followed the river and walked cautiously upstream.

The emotions in my heart, after a moment of tension at the beginning, relaxed, now the most important thing is to find a lone Mongolian soldier, to verify their combat effectiveness, the task completion time is nearly ten days, first test it, then decide the rest of the way of action.

After walking for seven or eight kilometers, Xiangshang finally saw a riverside trail and a faint military camp at the end of the trail.

Qian Xing immediately squatted behind the lush grass, waiting for the soldiers who came to fetch water to appear.

Around the barracks, there should be scouts patrolling, and the place where the water is drawn here must be the focus of the inspection, but you have to be careful.

In less than a quarter of an hour, six Mongol soldiers in leather armor and felt hats patrolled along the path with serious faces, and as they walked, their legs were a little looped, probably because they had been riding on horseback for a long time.

Qian Xing held his breath and didn't dare to move, waiting until the six soldiers turned around, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

These six soldiers, with a strict appearance and a murderous aura, knew at a glance that they were elite soldiers, if these six people were together, they would definitely die!

After another hour, the patrolmen came two more times, and then they saw a soldier in leather armor, carrying a pair of buckets, to the river.

The whole body was armed, except for leather armor, only a scimitar on the waist.

The patrol traveled every half an hour, and it was only ten minutes before the next appearance.

Qian Xing looked at the electronic watch in his hand, and quietly touched it from behind, the iron sword was held in his right hand, and he was about to stab the back of the target's neck with a sword.

According to countless novels I have read, the back of the neck should be a more lethal part than the chest.

However, Qian Xing was not trained to kill people after all, and the moment he raised his sword, he made a noise under his feet.

I saw that the soldier who was fetching water, did not turn his head, but his body shrank, the sword flashed, and only half of his ears were cut off, and at the same time, a snow-bright Mongolian scimitar was already held in his hand, and he took advantage of the situation to push up, and blocked Qian Xing's iron sword, and as soon as his wrist was sent, Xueliang's scimitar slashed at the sneak attacker--- Qian Xing.

On the side of Qian Xing's body, a classic dodge action came out--- lazy donkey rolling!

Damn, others cross, kill one by one, and cross by yourself, it is indeed so embarrassing, elite soldiers, how can it be so easy to kill!

The blood on the left ear flowed all over the left side of the face, and the Mongolian soldier had a hideous face, and roared like a beast, and the sword light was like a match, and the evil slashed down, without too many fancy, just fast! heavy!

However, as a modern military enthusiast, he obviously knows more about the principles of mechanics than this Mongolian soldier.

Qian Xing did not block with a horizontal sword, but slashed at the side of the scimitar with a sword, only to hear the sound of dang, the heavy knife momentum was swung to the side, and Qian Xing, who carried the iron sand palm, produced a blow far more than that of ordinary adults.