clear water paradise

Chapter 4 One Pig Is Strong, Two Pigs Shock the World

Seeing those seemingly powerful weapons, the fat man's eyes lit up with gold.

He has been looking forward to having a weapon since he was a child, but unfortunately his dream is always out of reach.

The small fishing village has no metallurgical technology, and even hoes and sickles need to be bartered with the people on the big boat. You can imagine how scarce weapons made of metal are.

The fat man went to sea three times to cut wood to make a raft, and he used a machete. Every time he cut it, he wanted to cry.

Because of these experiences, the villagers couldn't understand his desire for weapons.

His eyes swept across thousands of weapons, and the fat man focused on a knife.

When he stared intently, there were sixteen characters floating on the knife:

"Supreme martial arts, the sword slays the dragon. Command the world, don't dare to obey."

The fat man was deeply attracted by the Dragon Tuning Knife, and came up with a very real idea: It should be very useful to chop trees with this knife, right?

With this knife, he felt like he could build a boat.

Originally, he also liked the gleaming Yitian sword, but he felt that such a slender ancient sword would not be very good for cutting trees.

Fatty's requirements for weapons are very simple, first of all, they must be used to chop trees.

He suddenly had a goal to fight for, and killed more than a dozen black wild boars in exchange for a dragon-slaying knife.

Even if all this is just a dream, he is willing to finish this daydream.

Gathering his mind, he looked towards the third area of ​​the meritorious building.

That area is relatively small, and the things in it are strange and weird.

The third area is written with the words [sundries area], there are daily necessities such as rice vinegar, soy sauce, refined salt, fire zhezi, etc., and some fat people have never seen those things.

For example, a cloth bag the size of a sachet has a strange name and a strange function.

[Ninth Grade Qiankun Bag]: There is Qiankun inside, all-encompassing.

The fat man was studying the efficacy of the Qiankun bag when he suddenly heard a loud commotion.

Rumble!

The ground vibrated, and a group of black wild boars rushed forward dozens of steps.

Black spirit pigs are spirit beasts that live in groups, and the number of each group ranges from ten to twenty. After the black wild boar drinking water alone was dealt with by the fat man, the rest of the black wild boars smelled blood and followed the smell. revenge.

"Fourteen...fifteen...sixteen...beautiful!"

After counting the number of the group of black wild boars, the fat man was not surprised but delighted.

The man who dared to go to sea on a raft three times in a row never knew what it was to be afraid.

He no longer wrestled with the black boar, and used his innate fighting style to solve the problem.

"This……"

Halfway up the mountain in the distance, the handsome man in white who was watching the bustle was once again dumbfounded.

Although the handsome man in black did not have the eagle eyes of his companion, he could still see the big scene in the distance.

Have you ever seen a man with a pig as a weapon?

The fat man held down the first black wild boar that rushed over, grabbed a big pig's trotter, and swung it up.

He swung the black wild boar round, as if wielding a big hammer, and slammed it at a group of wild boars rushing from behind.

In the blink of an eye, four black spirit pigs were knocked to the ground, howling endlessly.

The rest of the wild boars were frightened by the fierce black fat man, and couldn't help but backed up a few steps, hesitating whether to sprint again.

The pig in the fat man's hand was also smashed to pieces.

On a whim, he picked up two dead pigs on the ground, one in each of his left and right hands.

The man carrying two pigs rushed towards the shivering herd of wild boars.

A pig is powerful!

The twin pigs shook the world!

The fat man wielded two black boars, invincible, and killed eight more spirit beasts in a short time.

That primitive and crazy way of fighting, revealing endless wildness, shocked the black and white handsome man in the dark.

The handsome man in white couldn't help trembling: "Grandma is a bear, so reckless!"

The handsome man in black shivered for a moment: "It's so reckless that it flies, water spirits pay attention to using softness to overcome strength, why is he so reckless?"

The handsome man in white smiled wryly: "It's strange, this person's attire makes it obvious that he is a newcomer, but he is so unbelievably strong."

The handsome man in black changed his view of Fatty: "Could it be that he was eliminated twice before and went back to train hard for six years like us?"

The handsome man in white nodded: "That makes sense. The place of trials is full of dangers. In the past, some masters of the eighth rank or even the seventh rank also died here and failed the trial. Maybe he failed once or twice before. Today is his return to Clear Water Paradise after many years."

The handsome man in black said, "Let's take another look, and wait until he's exhausted before looking for a chance to strike."

The handsome man in white was about to speak when his eyes froze suddenly.

Since the ninth-rank spirit beasts were more or less intelligent, the few black spirit pigs that were alive stopped fighting recklessly and ran for their lives in all directions.

Faced with this situation, Fatty did an incredible thing.

Seeing the black wild boar fleeing in all directions, he didn't go after it, picked up a black wild boar and swung it round.

boom!

A huge black shadow fell from the sky, and the dead black boar turned into a shell, hitting a fleeing companion.

The hit black boar fell headlong, rolling on the ground and screaming.

boom!

The fat man repeated his old trick, picking up another black pig and using it as a large hidden weapon.

This hidden weapon beyond the imagination of ordinary people had an unexpected effect.

Fat Flying Pig!

No excuses!

"Why is he so accurate? It's not much better than my archery skills." The handsome man in white was stunned.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the handsome man in black.

At this time, the fat man was on the rise, and the flying pig in his hand was dedicated to treating all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Not long after, the black spirit pigs that had fled from several directions all fell down screaming.

The fat man kept on doing nothing, lifting the pig's trotters, and knocking all the black wild boars that fell to the ground and screaming to death.

It's exactly that: One day with a pig in hand, it will kill all the big pigs in the world.

When you're done, he mutters in a low voice: "Who... picks up the angel, take it back!"

The fat man tried it casually, and it succeeded.

Sixteen black wild boars turned into sixteen streaks of blood and dissipated.

"Successfully retrieved the black spirit pig from the ninth-rank spiritual beast, and each retrieved 9 points of trial merit."

"A total of 16 black spirit pigs were recovered, and 144 trial merits were obtained."

"Current meritorious service: 153."

There was still more than 800 meritorious deeds to be exchanged for the Dragon Slaying Knife. The fat man was very happy and ran to the stream to wash his face.

Looking at the reflection in the water, the fat man fell into deep thought.

He felt tired, just like running around Heilong Island for half a day back then, sweating profusely.

The fat man couldn't figure it out. It was just a dream. Are you so tired?

In addition, he also felt pain!

Facing the sprint of a large group of wild boars before, when the fat man swung the pig's trotters to fight back, his arm felt pain under the violent collision.

After throwing the flying pig as a hidden weapon, he felt sore all over his body.

The wise old people in the village say that dreaming does not feel pain.

Is it the old people who made it up, or did they not dream at all?

The fat man washed the incomparably real wild boar blood on his hands, and wiped the real beads of sweat on his forehead, becoming more and more confused about the situation.

Suddenly, light flashed across his eyes, and he raised his eyes to look at the dark dense forest northwest of the creek.

In the dense forest, there seemed to be many murderous eyes staring at the fat man by the stream.

A bad feeling rose from Fatty's heart.

When he went out to sea to find his father, when he encountered a crisis of narrow escape, he had this feeling.

(End of this chapter)