Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

Pushing the door open, a middle-aged clerk with a yellow face and beard stood up and greeted Master Liao.

It was already midnight, and Master Liao did not bother to be polite with him. He pointed at Gu Yang and said to the middle-aged clerk: "New disciple of the martial arts academy, Gu Yang, Lao Liu, please register him quickly."

"Okay, no problem."

After looking at Gu Yang who was standing aside and keeping silent, the middle-aged clerk immediately opened the roster of martial arts academy disciples and registered Gu Yang's identity information and physical characteristics on the latest page.

After recording the information, the middle-aged clerk took out a black animal leather bag from under the table and handed it to Gu Yang.

"Keep it, don't drop it. Tomorrow, after you kill the beast, cut off an ear of the beast and put it in the bag and bring it back. The military camp will conduct statistics every night, and one point will be given for the left ear of a beast; if you bring back a complete beast body, you can get more points."

"Okay." Gu Yang already knew these things when he was in the martial arts academy. At this time, he just took the leather bag and hung it directly around his waist.

The information had been registered, and Master Liao did not stay any longer. After saying hello to the middle-aged clerk, he took Gu Yang out of the barracks.

Standing at the door of the barracks, Master Liao said again: "During this period of time, you go out to hunt beasts during the day, and return to this Class-E military camp to rest at night. The rooms are all separate. You wait here first, and a sergeant will take you there to rest soon."

"Class-E..." Gu Yang was thoughtful, and at the same time he stopped and replied: "Yes, thank you Master Liao."

"Well, come to see me with others at noon tomorrow. Others know where my barracks are, you just follow them."

After saying that, Master Liao turned around and left, leaving Gu Yang standing there patiently waiting.

After a while, a sergeant wearing half-steel armor came to his side and asked: "The new trial disciple of the martial arts academy, Gu Yang?"

"It's me." Gu Yang replied.

"Okay, come with me, I'll take you to where I live."

"Sorry for the trouble."

...

"Woo~"

"Ao~"

"Roar!"

In the middle of the night, the howling and roaring of wild beasts came from the depths of the mountains.

Even in the military camp, Gu Yang could still hear them clearly.

The roars of the beasts came from far away, then gradually faded away, all night long.

That night, Gu Yang didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up in a daze, he found that a hint of white had appeared on the horizon.

Frost hung on the branches, and the morning mist was filled.

Walking out of the barracks, Gu Yang saw a large number of soldiers doing morning exercises in a small martial arts field in a corner of the barracks area.

The violent panting mixed with the cold fog in the early morning made it difficult to tell whether the white smoke around was the water vapor exhaled by these soldiers or the white mist that had not dissipated.

Each of these soldiers is a warrior in the blood coagulation realm, with vigorous blood and blood, and is not afraid of severe cold. Even in the cold winter weather, many soldiers are still shirtless and sweating profusely.

You know, the temperature in the mountains is much lower than that in the city. If it were an ordinary person, there would be no way to stay here for a long time. If you fall asleep, you may be frozen in the morning.

"Hu..."

Gu Yang felt refreshed after exhaling a breath of white air.

He carefully checked the cloth bag in his hand and confirmed that all the elixirs were in it without omission, so he put it at the door of the barracks, next to the fine steel long sword and black animal skin bag.

After tightening his leather armor, Gu Yang began to practice the pile exercise.

"Hu, inhale..."

A wisp of white air lingered between his mouth and nose. Gu Yang's hands kept moving, and his body, which had been a little cold since he got up in the morning, gradually warmed up.

After half of the Mao hour, disciples from other barracks came out one after another, either practicing standing exercises or sword techniques alone, or joining the morning exercise team naturally.

Gradually, more than 30 disciples appeared in this small martial arts field.

Only then did Gu Yang realize that there were far more disciples who were training than the dozen or so who set out with him.

There were also many disciples who had come here a long time ago and had never returned.

…

The morning exercise lasted until almost Chen hour before it ended. The disciples simply washed themselves and went to the barracks where Master Liao was.

Gu Yang followed the crowd with a long sword on his back, and soon saw Master Liao again.

“After leaving this military camp, put away the fear in your hearts and show your fierce side. Fierce beasts will not talk to you about feelings or reason. Remember, those who are not of my race must have different hearts, and they can only kill!”

The last sentence was almost roared by Master Liao.

At the same time, dozens of disciples standing in front of Master Liao also roared in unison.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Let's go!"

Master Liao waved his hand, and all the disciples walked out of the military camp.

Most of these disciples were in groups of three or five, and only a few were acting alone.

Gu Yang had no acquaintances here, so he simply chose not to team up with unfamiliar people and chose to act alone.

After leaving the military camp, the crowd dispersed, and Gu Yang randomly chose a mountain path and walked into the forest.

The forest was quiet in the early morning, completely different from the bustle of last night, with only the occasional chirping of birds.

"Rustle~"

Walking on the weedy ground with his leather boots, Gu Yang clenched his long knife, his eyes sparkling, and he was always aware of the surrounding situation.

Unconsciously, half an hour had passed.

At a certain moment, a faint killing intent suddenly emerged in the dark of the jungle.

But when Gu Yang turned his head to look over, he changed direction in an instant and disappeared in a burst of "swooshing" sounds.

Gu Yang put away his gaze and continued to move forward.

Soon, the killing intent reappeared, but this time it appeared in another direction.

Obviously, the hunter hiding in the dark did not retreat, but was very patient. It seemed that he realized that Gu Yang was not easy to mess with, so he was reluctant to show up and kept hiding in the dark to spy on him.

Gu Yang narrowed his eyes, his eyes were dim, and his mind was always locked on the location of this killing intent. On the surface, he pretended that he had not noticed anything and continued to move forward.

The killing intent gradually approached, five feet, four feet...

One foot!

Above his head!

Gu Yang did not even raise his head, turned around and lifted the long knife in his hand upwards.

"Shua!"

The blade slashed through the air, and the thousand-pound force in his body exploded. The black shadow swooping down from above his head was instantly cut into two pieces by his sword.

"Bang!"

The corpse fell heavily to the ground. Gu Yang took a step back, avoiding the blood and internal organs that were pouring down on his head, and then looked sideways.

Only then did he realize that the one who attacked him was a black-skinned dark-patterned leopard over five feet long.

The ground was covered with blood, and the upper body of the black panther was still twitching faintly, but a large string of internal organs had already fallen out of its abdomen and fell to the ground.

Obviously, this black panther was dead!