Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

At the scene, the twelve village chiefs ate while listening to Ye Chen's high-spirited talk.

Of course, what he said is not divorced from reality, but for the people in this primitive village, it is still somewhat unconstrained.

It's just that the food Ye Chen just took out is enough to convince people.

There is enough food, they have no worries about food and clothing, and they can do more things in their spare time, no matter whether they are reliable or not, there is no harm to them.

"Therefore, only when we practice our housekeeping skills and become stronger can we gain a firm foothold in this land, so as not to be repeatedly squeezed by wild beasts."

Ye Chen talked a lot. At this time, everyone had almost eaten and was full. Although they didn't listen to anything, they clapped their hands and applauded.

They also understood the general meaning, the whole family relocated and merged here, everyone has food to eat, and they can also learn martial arts.

They have no reason to refuse such a good thing.

The relocation of the whole family is such a huge project, they really need some time.

However, Ye Chen was not idle, until more and more young people came to the village, and Ye Chen had already begun to teach martial arts.

The martial arts he wants to teach are naturally simple and effective, and the threshold is not high. It is best to be suitable for military battles and have collective bonuses.

So he quickly had an idea in his mind, the Spear of Breaking the Army is such a martial skill, which can suit the habits of most people.

This is an earth-level martial art. Although the grade is not very high, the advantage is that the threshold is low, which is suitable for these ordinary people.

Ye Chen still doesn't have much hope for everyone, he just hopes that they can get started quickly and play a role in actual combat.

Gradually, the open space in the center of the village was filled with people. Hundreds of people were present with bamboo spears in their hands, wanting to see what martial arts this young man was going to teach them.

Until Ye Chen took out a black iron gun from the storage bag, whistling in his hand.

Although he was originally a swordsman, he was not very proficient in spear weapons at all, but fortunately he has some basic proficiency. For a person like him who has learned a lot of kung fu, he can master some kung fu of any category.

Holding a long spear in his hand, pointing the blade straight at the void, the whole person is full of momentum.

With a long stride, the tip of the spear stabs forward fiercely, which is to gather all the strength of the whole body on one spear, which is not only powerful, but also highly ornamental.

Swinging the long spear, stabbing forward continuously, several phantoms appeared on the tip of the spear, the combination of virtual and real, making it difficult to see where it landed.

Smashing, chopping, stabbing, picking, cutting, Ye Chen started from some basic moves, and gradually pieced together a complete and coherent martial skill. The moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water, making people linger on.

"It's amazing, as expected, the first-class martial arts are different."

"I want to learn too, it's amazing!"

Everyone cheered.

Until Ye Chen distributed black iron guns of the same specification to everyone. This kind of weapon is available in the system shopping mall, and can be exchanged at will.

So he simply exchanged hundreds of long guns directly for everyone.

"Do you remember the essentials? The gun moves with the person, and the person moves with the gun. Power is born at the feet, stored at the waist, and emanates from the inside. The waist and horse are one, and the up and down are linked."

Everyone followed the moves Ye Chen pointed out and started rehearsing one after another.

Originally, they practiced marksmanship on a daily basis, but most of them used cheap bamboo spears, which did not require much manpower and material resources, and were solid and durable.

Now that they have iron guns, their combat level has naturally improved to a higher level.

Soon, everyone practiced having sex.

Seeing everyone's uniform movements, Ye Chen nodded slightly to express his approval.

I have to say that their innate aptitude is still very good, and their learning speed is very fast, and they can use it proficiently after just reading it once.

This is simply better than the qualifications of monks in the Nine Heavens.

Until now, Ye Chen began to doubt himself, whether he underestimated their learning ability, and should practice some more powerful martial arts for them.

However, he is not eager for quick success, and let everyone stabilize some foundations first. The road to martial arts is to haste makes waste, the pursuit of the accumulation of foundation, the process from quantitative change to qualitative change.

Seeing everyone's skillful practice, Ye Chen felt relieved.

It's time to think about what skills to teach everyone to practice next. After most people have started, it's time to advance.

In the wild, the relocation work of many villages is still unfinished, and many people use horse-drawn carts to pull luggage and some daily necessities.

There are many middle-aged men with bamboo guns guarding on both sides, and people are walking on the mountain road in an orderly manner.

On the hillside in the distance, two snake people hid behind a boulder, watching all this quietly.

They followed the crowd to the edge of the village, watching everything that happened here.

On the east side of the village, many people are practicing martial arts, and on the west side of the large open space, many people are building houses and some temporary tents.

In addition, some people carried bags of grain and put them all in the granary.

"Where did these human races get so much food?"

"I don't know, it looks like they want to unite."

"No, I can't let them live so comfortably. I want to go back and gather the snake clan, attack their granary, and rob their food."

About an hour later, Ye Chen was sitting on a chair beside him, drinking tea. Everyone had already practiced fluently, and more than half of them had already reached the entry level.

Just when he was satisfied, he suddenly heard movement in the distance.

"It's not good, the snake clan is here!"

Someone yelled, and there was confusion on one side of the village.

"Everyone, follow me!"

A middle-aged man ordered everyone to go to guard the village together.

Ye Chen didn't intend to make a move, but wanted to see how the people practiced.

At the scene, the snake clan and the human race confronted each other, and they did not say much and went straight to the fight.

They stabbed with long spears, stabbing dozens of Snake people in one face-to-face, followed by continuous stabbing with various spears, and more than half of the Snake people were injured.

The originally large-scale battle quickly turned into a one-sided crush.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Snake Clan fled decisively, turned around and ran away.

After this battle, the human race did not suffer any casualties, but the snake race died on the spot.

"Young master Ye is really powerful. The martial arts he taught us are really effective!"

"That's right, with Mr. Ye's black iron gun and the army-breaking gun, it's almost invincible, with God's help!"

When the word God was mentioned, everyone seemed to think of something.

"Young Master Ye is really a god-man, why don't we just erect a statue for Young Master Ye here?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen hurriedly stopped them, not letting them spend time and effort to worship him.