"This lord is choosing a slave. Just as Li Junhao was looking at the young man on the field, a middle-aged man wearing khaki leather came from afar. His face was dark, his muscles and bones were like black marble carvings, and he faced Li Junhao, bowed respectfully, and asked.

"Oh, how do you see that I'm picking slaves. When Li Junhao heard the middle-aged man's words, he became a little interested in his heart. He looked back at the man, and with a kind smile on his face, he spoke.

Could it be that there is anything that cannot be done here, and any tribal warrior can see his own plans.

"Adults must rarely come to the martial arts arena. When the middle-aged man saw Li Junhao's expression, he understood in his heart that he had guessed correctly. With a humble smile on his face, he spoke: "All the clan disciples who come to the martial arts arena will bring their own slaves to train together, exercise the tacit understanding between master and servant, and better exert their combat power when they go to the battlefield in the future." And there is only one person next to the adult. ”

"Hmm. Li Junhao replied and nodded calmly.

Come to think of it, in this era, the relationship between master and servant is not just a simple master-servant relationship. In the future, when you come to the battlefield, you will be the best comrades-in-arms, if you can't take advantage of the coming-of-age ceremony to exercise enough tacit understanding, how to cooperate against the enemy in the future.

"I don't know if you're going to be attending this year's coming-of-age ceremony. The middle-aged man stood respectfully, not daring to look directly at Li Junhao, and asked in a low voice.

"Exactly. Li Junhao glanced at him and responded flatly.

There is no need to hide this kind of thing, and he is not afraid of others knowing. Although the rite of passage is just a novel game for him.

"If adults want to participate in this year's coming-of-age ceremony, time is a little short. The villain knows a lot about these three training grounds, but I don't know if the adults need the villain's explanation. When the middle-aged man heard this, his brows furrowed.

Generally, the big clans have chosen their own slaves since they were eight or nine years old. After seven or eight years of training, to cultivate the tacit understanding between master and servant. Like Li Junhao, who is close to the rite of passage, he doesn't have a slave of his own, which is too rare.

"Okay, what's your name. Li Junhao glanced at him and responded with a gentle smile.

Being able to have someone who is familiar with the three martial arts arenas to lead you can also spend less effort.

"Villain sandstone. Sandstone had an excited look on his face, as if it was a great honor to be asked by the big clan for his name.

Under the leadership of Shashi, Li Junhao is no longer aimless. As he said, Shashi was very familiar with these three martial arts arenas, and even he could speak to every trained slave or freeman.

This kind of ability made Li Junhao look sideways, he never thought that this rough man would have such a delicate mind.

"Who is that person?" The two observed in the martial arts arena for half an hour, and Li Junhao finally found a person who could interest him when he was close to the silver training ground, so he turned his head sideways and asked Shashi.

Shashi looked in the direction pointed by Li Junhao, and saw it at the corner of the martial arts arena. There was a young man in black animal skin shorts, holding a black wooden sword three feet long with both hands, and quietly raised it, the tip of the sword was level with the center of his eyebrows, and stood on the foot of the martial arts arena.

He held the long sword, and he didn't wave it, just stared directly at the wooden sword so quietly, as if his mind had sunk into another world.

"That man's name is Jing, born in a small tribe called the Youjian clan, and he is the youngest son of the head of the Youjian clan. However, twelve years ago, the totem of the Sword tribe left, and the tribe lost the protection of the totem, so it had no choice but to wander and become a wild man. ”

When Shashi said this, his face showed a little gloom. Because this is also the case for him, in this cruel world, the human race relies on totems to survive, and once they lose the protection of the totem, they can only become wandering savages and live a precarious life.

"He joined our Flying Bear tribe with his parents eight years ago and is a very talented child. At the age of fifteen, he already has the strength of the bronze peak, and he has a slight prestige in this training ground. Many clan children had sought him before, wanting to take him as a slave, but he refused. If you want to find him as your slave, I'm afraid it won't be easy. ”

Shashi just glanced at Jing and told him the news. He carefully brushed aside Li Junhao's interested look and cautiously admonished.

It was not for nothing that the big clans who invited Jing at the beginning, but they were all rejected by Jing, and some of them were even more annoyed and angry, and let out words to clean him up at the coming-of-age ceremony. It is precisely because of this that although Jing is extremely talented, he can only train alone.

Everyone else was worried that if they were too close to Jing, they would be retaliated against by the children of those big clans.

"It's kind of interesting. Li Junhao stared at the young man named Jing, and felt a little strange in his heart.

The young man's face was thick and his eyebrows were big, and his eyes were bright and staring at the wooden sword in his hand, as if there was only that sword in this world. His muscles bulged and beaded with sweat, glowing bronze in the hot sun. The most important thing is that Li Junhao saw a little bit of Li Jing's appearance in him!

In other words, compared to Li Jing after eternity, he is more immature and strong!

"Everyone else is training in a hurry, why are you just holding a wooden sword and not moving. Li Junhao stepped forward and stood a foot in front of Jing. He asked, with his hands on his back and a gentle smile on his face.

For this era, seeing the old people after eternity, he still has a bit of novelty in his heart, which is a very wonderful feeling.

"Cultivation is not about the difference between movement and stillness, but about the mind. Jing glanced at Li Junhao and saw the gray robe on his body, as well as a few cyan lines on the sleeves. His eyes were slightly condensed, and he spoke in a strong voice.

The robe was a rare luxury in the tribe, and the lines on the cuffs were a sign of tribal sacrifice. To be able to wear such a luxurious sacrifice, it is not difficult to imagine the status among the tribes. Although Jing is arrogant, he is not pedantic. If these big clans can not be offended, they will not be offended.

"You're good. When Li Junhao heard this, a bright smile appeared on his face. is really worthy of being the future generalissimo of the Heavenly Court, and this talent is worthy of admiration.

In this embryonic era of cultivation that mainly relies on exercising the body and honing qi and blood to strengthen combat strength, Jing can comprehend this kind of cultivation method, which is extremely rare.

Hearing this, Jing looked sideways at Li Junhao, with a hint of surprise on his face. This is not the first time he has said this to outsiders, but others are all poking their noses at it and are very disdainful. Li Junhao was the only one who admired it, which made him a little happy and a little hesitant in his heart.

Did he really praise himself, or did he have ulterior motives? Jing couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.

"You like swords very much!" Li Junhao didn't care about Jing's hesitant look, but looked at the wooden sword in Jing's hand curiously, and spoke.

Although after eternity, he also knew that Li Jing's strongest was swordsmanship, but he had never seen Li Jing perform it. For Jing, who is still very immature, he is a little more curious in his heart, what his sword path will be like.

"There is a sword clan, and they are natural swordsmen. Jing heard Li Junhao's words, and his face showed a touch of confidence.

However, then his face showed a little gloom, and the sudden departure of the totem tribe made the tribesmen have to become wandering savages. When the tribesmen rushed to the Flying Bear Tribe, it had dropped from more than 300,000 in its heyday to 60,000 people who joined the Flying Bear Tribe.

More than 200,000 people died in the dangerous wilderness. Even his brother was killed in a disaster. Thinking of this, Jing showed a faint sadness on his face.

"A natural swordsman. Li Junhao shook his head with a smile on his face.

Although it was only a short contact, he could see that the current Jing was a person with extremely strong self-esteem. I have a great pride in what I insist on. And he wants to subdue him, when he is the proudest place, use the most awe-inspiring means to break the arrogance in his heart.

"You. Jing saw Li Junhao's expression, and immediately threw his previous good impression of Li Junhao out of the clouds. He clenched the wooden sword in his hand with both hands, pointed at Li Junhao from afar, and glared at him with big eyes full of anger.

He can tolerate the slander and insult of others, but he absolutely cannot tolerate the denial of the sword in his hand. That is the belief of the Sword Clan, and it is also the persistence of the Sword Clan.

"You're not convinced. Li Junhao looked at the angry Jing and laughed in his heart.

In the end, it is not Li Jing after eternity, he does not have that city government and heart. However, in his opinion, today's Jing is not lacking in cuteness.

Ever since Shashi took Li Junhao to the place where Jing was, there have been a lot of eyes secretly looking.

When Jing drew his sword angrily at Li Junhao, it attracted the attention of many people. They looked at the tense situation, and their faces showed an expression that was indeed so, and from time to time they cast pity on Jing.

As a slave, he repeatedly offended the big clan, and after waiting for the coming-of-age ceremony, he lost the protection of the tribe, but it was miserable.

"Jing, what do you want to do. Draw a sword against a big clan in the martial arts arena, and you want to be executed. When Shashi saw Jing's actions, his heart suddenly became anxious. He glared at Jing angrily and shouted.

There is a strict hierarchy among the tribes, and slaves who do not do anything to the clan are guilty of the following crimes, and the minimum punishment is death, and if the circumstances are serious, the entire clan must be punished. For Li Junhao, at first glance, he is not an ordinary big clan, once Jing makes a move, even he himself may be implicated.

"There's no need to be so nervous, just treat it as an ordinary sparring session. Li Junhao saw Shashi's excited look, he had studied the tribal regulations, but he understood Shashi's worries as soon as his mind turned, and said with a smile.

With his own strength, if Jing really makes a move, it will be a rhythm of being hung and beaten. But why does this feeling of bullying celebrities make you feel inexplicably emotional.

Am I broken too?(To be continued.) )