Dimensional Eroders

Chapter 1444. Is this martial arts?

After coming back from his trance, Bailang opened his eyes and began to look at his whereabouts. What he found was a strange room with a wooden ceiling. The smell in the air was unpleasant and dull, and his body was swaying rhythmically with the hammock.

Lang, who has rich experience in sea (pirate) life, immediately judged that this was on a ship!

Then he sat up in shock while dying of illness. He looked around and found many barefooted men crowded on the wooden floor around him. In addition, many people were sleeping in hammocks.

Because there are limited windows, the air is filled with sweat and foot odor, which is very unfriendly.

Then he lowered his head and observed what he was wearing, a short coat of ancient oriental style coarse cloth. This ‘trial mission’ is obviously an ancient world.

At this moment, a piece of information appeared in his mind:

[The exam question for this round of activities is: Martial Arts (Qi)]

[Martial arts in the world, temples and rivers and lakes, the void is shattered, and the body is sanctified. Please use the theme of "Martial Arts" to write your own legendary chapter, leave your name in the world, and leave a mark between heaven and earth. 】

[This event has now entered the fourth stage. The new blank different time and space ‘Fourth Realm’ is about to appear. Players from all walks of life are welcome to come and dominate... The fragments of the world are constantly being sent, and the fifth-level throne is vacant, waiting for you to come. 】

After browsing the information in his mind, Bai Lang was stunned for a moment and chewed carefully: "Martial arts?"

Is this a mission world with [Zhen Qi Martial Arts] as the basic rules? That’s too low-level! Inexplicably, he thought of the [Guwu Jianghu] he had experienced, and then shook his head. There was a huge difference between the two.

And there is no main line or branch task set... Is the degree of freedom 100%? Casual exploration?

Lang then recalled the information revealed by Feng Ying before he participated in this trial.

This event is exclusively sponsored by [Passing Fire Paradise]. In addition to the outstanding elites and second generations of the cemetery, it also attracts many self-funded candidates from other parks...

The specific information of the mission world is always kept in a 'confidential/unknown' status. But one thing is certain, that is, the corrosion rate has reached 60%, and the gold content is extremely high.

All contractors who can participate in this event and successfully complete the test will almost default to the guaranteed income of [World Fragments]. Anyone who performs well in this task (fighting for the next piece of business) can easily become a [Lord]. You can even try to hit level 5 at the highest level.

However, no matter how inferior this 60% mission world is, it shouldn’t be a martial arts hegemony where ‘Zhenqi Martial Arts’ is rampant, right? Even though the words [Shattered Void] appeared in the prompt message, Bailang didn't feel that it was that strong. His current power can be shattered with just one punch...

Huh? Wait, it feels like something is wrong?

Thinking about it, Bai Lang suddenly frowned. He always felt that there was something unusual around him, but he couldn't find it. It's like there is someone hiding behind your back playing hide and seek with you. Whenever you look back, the other person is always stuck in a blind spot.

Even though there is no one around, I always feel like there is someone there, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

Suppressing the 'sense of abnormality' for the time being, Bai Lang got up from the hammock, bypassed the sleeping 'workmates' on the floor, and walked all the way to the deck outside the room.

What you see is a bustling dock, with ships of all sizes docked on the shore, and coolies coming and going constantly carrying goods. Frames of vegetables and seafood, generations of grain, wooden boxes... In the distance, vendors are shouting and selling, and smoke rises from each restaurant stall.

It can be seen from the clothing of pedestrians that this is a prosperous ancient oriental world. The common practice of wearing swords when traveling and passers-by taking them for granted confirms the prosperity of martial arts.

Looking at the unfamiliar scenes in front of me, a strange feeling emerged again.

Huh? Where is my daughter? Where is my Fufu!

Finally, he succeeded in realizing where the strangeness came from. Fufu, who was always by her side during every mission, is gone! How many days has it been since you lost Fufu? miss her.

Bai Lang, who finally understood the idea, let out a sigh of relief, then came to the bow of the ship, looked at the height of three or four meters above the ground, jumped easily, and landed steadily.

He dusted off the dust on his body with his hands and weighed the two taels of broken silver in his arms. Then he looked around and merged into the crowd, like a first-time visitor to the scenic spot, curiously experiencing ancient life. Watching all directions and listening in all directions, he collected information and hummed a children's song: "Where is the brothel? Where is the brothel? Where is the brothel..."

While walking, he recalled his identity bit by bit and dug out a bunch of information that had been poured into him in advance.

This body has no background, and its name is Wang Ku. He is a sailor and senior fisherman from Baisha City, a city on the southeastern coast of Qian Kingdom.

He has no relatives, no sect, has never joined any gang, and has never practiced any martial arts. He only knows a poor version of foreign martial arts that he has practiced since he was a child to increase his strength.

Born with supernatural powers, but illiterate. He has a big appetite. Three years ago, he was tricked by his eldest brother from the same village into working in Baisha City. There has been no promotion or salary increase, but the workload has been steadily increasing.

The only good news is that Wang Kuren has great natural powers. No matter which ship he is on, he has never been ostracized or bullied. Instead, he has attacked hard from within.

Of course, these are all characters given by the paradise and have nothing to do with Bailang.

Huh? The strange feeling emerged again.

Bailang bought two meatloaf from a roadside stall and scratched his head while eating. This mission is **** poisonous! Could it be that it was because Fufu was not around that everything felt wrong?

While he was wandering around, trying to find ancient entertainment venues for criticism, commotion suddenly broke out in front of him. A group of people suspected of being gang members, armed with standard short knives, led by an imposing but treacherous-looking leader, kicked open the door and broke into a store.

Soon, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides, and another group of people came out of the shop. Then there was a fight with swords and swords, and several frightened passers-by screamed and retreated to escape. However, they calmed down before running far, and they stayed outside the safe area and gathered around to watch.

Bailang also stopped at this time, crumpled up the leftover oil paper in his hand and threw it around. Using his height advantage, he blocked the people behind him and watched carefully.

The strength of these two groups of miscellaneous fish is not very good. Only the leader of both sides can look forward to it, and there is an invisible sword energy in the slashing. In the world of One Piece, this is called a flying slash, but the flying distance is very limited.

In addition to the 'sword energy' that could only be vaguely sensed, Lang also sensed the vague 'traces of life energy flow' on the two of them.

"Is this true energy? It feels the same as the internal energy I practiced at level 1. Is this 60%?!"

Instructor Bai, who was full of confusion and puzzlement, decided to give it a 'Level 1' rating, and it was a weak miscellaneous fish in Level 1. There's something wrong with this world, it's a little weak.

Just as he was wandering in the sky, the leader of the other side suddenly abandoned his sword, his hands were in the shape of claws, and a large black evil spirit visible to the naked eye emerged between his fingers. The muscles in his arms expanded in a large circle, and his body speed suddenly increased sharply, and then a The claws claw at the opponent's heart.

This move is fierce and cruel, like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. As he waved his arms, a vicious tiger roar came out, which was breathtaking. Purple-black blood vessels appeared on his arms and fingers, winding like tree roots, and his nails turned into sharp claws.

Huh? Interesting!

"Elephant Demon!"

At the same time, instead of being caught by the tiger's claws, the other person tapped his toes as expected and instantly retreated several meters at a speed that was not inferior to the opponent, widening the distance: "Quickly attack!"

With an order, the boys around the knife-wielding leader threw out special fishing nets as if they were rehearsed. The network cables were mixed with metal wires, one by one rotating under the hood.

The clawed one changes his moves when in danger, tossing and turning in the air. But after the fishing net is opened, the area is larger and the number is greater. He only dodged one, and was caught in other fishing nets one after another.

Twisted and thick muscles burst out from both arms, and the purple and black veins stood up. He struggled and tore with all his strength. However, the fishing net became tighter and tighter. Only a few sections were broken before he was tightly entangled in more fishing nets.

At this time, there was another sound of horse hooves on the street. A thin man in official robes rode towards Huo Bing's position.

The passers-by who were joining in the fun dispersed and made way for them. The man in official clothes pulled the reins, slowed down, and controlled the horse to stop at the scene of the conflict little by little.

At this time, the man with the knife faced the man in official robes and knelt down: "Greetings to your lord, I am lucky to have fulfilled my destiny and successfully captured this evil cultivator! I hope your lord..."

The ugly man who was entangled in the fishing net was anxious and shouted angrily: "You bastard, you Tangma is spitting blood! I am not an evil cultivator, you..."

The knife-wielding man on the other side ignored the obscene words behind him and stepped forward quickly. In full view of everyone, he held a stack of banknotes in front of the man in official robes, lowered his head and said, "...I hope your honor will be fulfilled."

The man in official uniform also ignored the strange looks from the people around him, stretched out his hand, put the stack of banknotes into his cuffs, and disappeared. Then he threw a metal token casually and urged boringly: "You are smart. Move quickly, we have to drink later."

The man holding the knife looked happy, holding the token with one hand, throwing away the machete with the other hand, and excitedly walked towards the black man who was bound by the fishing net. As he walked, he said plausibly: "The evil cultivator of the Husha Clan is like a blood demon. Today, I, Du Ke, will do justice for heaven and eliminate harm for the people."

"I'm not an evil cultivator! I don't have blood refining! I don't accept it. You are a dog official who cares about human life. You have the guts to use a qi-gazing technique to look at me! You guys will not die well. I want..."

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Du Ke rushed forward, slapped the opponent's Tianling with his right hand, grabbed it hard with his five fingers, and immediately deducted five **** holes on the opponent's head.

The next moment, the true energy in his body was poured into his brain fiercely, and his palms vibrated, causing his seven orifices to bleed and kill him on the spot.

However, this was not the end yet. Chi Gualang suddenly became attentive and a magical scene happened.

I wonder what mechanism this level 1 miscellaneous fish named Du triggered? The vitality and true energy in the victim's body, and even the spirit and soul that should have dissipated, suddenly gathered under the constraints of certain rules, and were slowly pulled by the perpetrator's true energy (some kind of skill), and were extracted from the corpse. Suck it out.

Buzz!

I wonder if others can see this scene? But from Lang's perspective, a black illusory halo wrapped around Du Ke's wrist.

The black halo was unstable, disintegrating from time to time, turning into pieces of black smoke, sometimes hearing the roar of a tiger, sometimes transforming into the appearance of the dead, wailing and screaming, but soon it collapsed into a twisted and unstable illusion. The ring finally dissipated little by little and penetrated into Du Ke's arm. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

At this time, Master Du relaxed his fingers with a satisfied look on his face and let the corpse fall. He wiped the blood from his hands with his clothes and handed back the token with an earnest look.

The man in official robes had a calm expression and ignored this blatant murder. He just took the token and shook the reins, so the horse continued to move forward.

When leaving, he casually glanced at the melon-eating civilians watching the excitement, and was finally attracted by Bai Lang, who stood out from the crowd and watched the melon-eating.

Without him, this guy's body is too strong and the altitude is too high. It attracted attention because it was too obtrusive and conspicuous.

The moment the two sides crossed paths, the man in official robes suddenly nodded, showing an inexplicable expression of satisfaction, and suddenly said: "Come here, I will give you a slave seal."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a seal with one hand. Then Bai Lang saw a twisted and complex energy pattern emerging from the other person's palm, like an incomprehensible talisman.

A bunch of things suddenly popped up in my mind? ? ? Is this even martial arts? ? ?

()