Mysterious Catastrophe

Aaron chose two.

Then, among the options of going back the same way, continuing to beg, and going to the city gate, he chose to go to the city gate.

[After paying the entrance fee, you have successfully entered Tianlong City! 】

[Note, private fights are not allowed in the city...Of course, you can choose to do it secretly, as long as you don't get discovered by the city guards...]

[You walk into the street, you are going to...]

【[-]. Tea house】

【[-]. Weapon shop】

【[-]. Pharmacy】

【[-]. Martial Arts】

【[-]. Brothel】

……

"Go to the brothel first...no, it's the teahouse."

Aaron, who is a gentleman, has chosen one awe-inspiring!

[You went to the teahouse. There were many people sitting in the teahouse. There may be players like you among them...]

[After paying three coppers for tea, you sat down, and the waiter came over to serve you and gave you a menu...]

Immediately afterwards, a message board surfaced.

[Martial arts apprenticeship mission, come as soon as possible——'People in the world']

[Suburban Wolf BOSS, in urgent need of help...needs a martial arts level or above, it is best to equip weapons, otherwise don't come - 'I am the Supreme Emperor']

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"In this game, it seems that players can only communicate in specific areas, such as the city gate notice board and the teahouse... But the city gate notice board does not have contact information, it is just a message board."

After seeing these menus, Aaron discovered more sub-options, such as... give the waiter a copper coin, and he will send a message for you, and then set up a temporary chat channel for half an hour!

Moreover, there is no way to add friends between players!

'Damn... what hell trash game? '

Aaron got off the game and chose to send a private message to 'Zhen Nai Tai Shang Huang': "Boss... are you there?"

"Don't ask if you're there, just tell me what you have to say." 'Zhen Nai Tai Shang Huang' replied quickly.

"I'm at the Tianlongcheng Teahouse, and I saw your commission."

"What? You are also in Tianlong City? What kind of luck is this?" 'Zhen Nai Tai Shang Huang' immediately replied: "How is your martial arts practice?"

"One leg of the law can enter the room."

"Really, don't you lie to me?"

"It's not... I'm not going to take my own life as a joke."

"That's right, you log in to the game at 8 o'clock in the evening, wait for me to pull you... Sigh... This game needs props to team up and pull people. Fortunately, you are in the same city, and the consumption is the least..." 'Zhen Nai Tai Shang Huang' typed quickly .

"Okay, big brother please take me."

Aaron made an appointment, and felt that he could finally observe the team formation of this word game.

……

golden city.

The sun shines brightly.

On the construction site, Feng Ping was carrying a bag of cement on his shoulders.

Counting the previous two bags, he has already carried a full three bags.

Beads of sweat flowed from his cheeks and dripped directly into the dirt.

Even so, he walked like flying and moved quickly.

With his good body in martial arts, he is definitely a good hand when he comes to the construction site to move bricks.

It even caused dissatisfaction and exclusion from some workers.

But of course Feng Ping would not be afraid of these.

Ever since he tried his skills and overturned a few workers who came to make trouble, he has established his position on the construction site, even if the daily box lunch can have more chicken legs than others!

"Although moving bricks is a laborious job, the more you move, the more you can earn... After two more months of work, you can go back to the countryside and prepare to build a house... If you marry a daughter-in-law, there will be hope for this day..."

Feng Pingping walked on the construction site, silently comforting himself.

But at this time, he recalled the heroic posture of using martial arts to overthrow the workers who found fault.

The kind of blood and comfort that hit the flesh really made him aftertaste, and even made him start to doubt... Is such a life of moving bricks every day, wife and children on the kang, is he really what he wants?

After all, Aaron's "Magic Heart Art" is just to control hormones, not brainwashing...

After a while, Feng Ping gradually came back to it.

Or to put it another way... the pursuit of martial arts has been rekindled!

Even in this era, ten years of martial arts training is not as good as one shot!

But he still likes martial arts!

I like to break through myself and challenge the limit!

"How about... don't go back to my hometown, and use the money to move bricks to travel across the country. It just so happens... I had a plan before, to challenge all the masters of Daxin! Pursue a breakthrough in martial arts in life and death..."

Boom!

Feng Ping walked like flying, and threw the cement bag on his shoulder to the ground.

night.

"Let's get off work... let's eat!"

Accompanied by the foreman's shout, Feng Ping and other workers wearing yellow helmets sat in a row by the side of the road, meditating on their meals.

"Brother Feng Ping, this is how you carry bricks! How did you practice?"

A half-year-old boy next to him came over and held out his thumb.

Feng Ping continued to eat and ignored him.

In my mind, I inexplicably thought of my daily life of exercising, sandbags, and wooden stakes...

This made his blood boil a little bit.

Moving bricks in January, the blood is hard to cool!

Night falls.

Feng Tranquility quietly walked out of the worker's dormitory and came to an open space, ready to practice!

He has been abandoned for too long, and he must pick up his martial arts again, otherwise, his national tour plan may end in being beaten to death by a certain master!

"Drink! Ha!"

Under the moonlight, Feng Ping exhaled and opened his fists.

He practiced a small type of boxing—the Five Poison Boxing!

Take the five images of scorpions, snakes, toads, spiders, and centipedes, and integrate them into boxing techniques. The moves are vicious, or if you don't do it, it is easy to hurt people and kill people!

Among them, the scorpion fist is the most difficult to defend against. Toad training, combined with breathing techniques, can slowly increase the physical strength of the warrior.

Feng Ping is specialized in Xie Tai Fist and Big Toad Qi, and has cultivated these two Wu Poison Fist branches to the peak!

Under the moonlight, Feng Ping's chest was violently heaving like a big toad.

"Good toad work!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the night wind.

"who is it?"

Feng Ping suddenly raised his head, his eyes sparkled.

Tread!

At this time, he saw a short and fat figure galloping from the water pool at the other end of the construction site.

Whoa!

Every time the opponent stepped on the pool, there would be water lily-like ripples left behind, and his body was flying like flying. Suddenly, a kite turned over, leaped four or five meters high, and stepped on a concrete pillar with steel bars exposed. !

"This light work, no...impossible!"

Feng Ping was so frightened that he stepped back three steps in a row, in addition to the horror in his eyes, there was also a burst of ecstasy!

As a master of ancient martial arts, he deeply knows where the limit of martial arts is.

This kind of light skill of floating on water is either magic or cheating!

But this pool is the place he is most familiar with, and he knows that there is no mechanism in it.

And the other party's leap was definitely not a fake!

"The way forward for martial arts..."

Feng Ping solemnly clasped his fists: "Five Poison Fist, Feng Ping, I have met senior!"

Although the opponent seems to be young, but there is no priority in punching, and the master is the teacher: "Please teach me, senior!"

"Oh? Dare to fight me? Are you not afraid of death?"

'Dreaming' is wearing a hat and a mask, standing with hands behind his back, maintaining a high profile.

In fact, his 'Qi' is very shallow and is recovering slowly.

Moreover, he has only learned this light skill of 'floating on water' which is just a glimpse of the door.

If Feng Ping really came to invite a fight, he would have no choice but to run away, and his image as an expert would instantly collapse...

"For the sake of martial arts, I will die without regret!"

Feng Ping said loudly.

At this moment, he finally broke through the shackles of his own hormones. What money, what fame, what life... Compared with the future of martial arts, they are all floating clouds!

'It turned out to be a Wu lunatic! '

'I'm dreaming' made a conclusion: 'It's also good...such a person, if he accidentally kills someone in reality, it's better to send it to the game. '

He dives down!

Whoosh!

Feng Ping only felt a black shadow flashing, and his move of 'scorpion wagging its tail' was in vain, and his heart couldn't help trembling.

There is no transcendence, the so-called fighting, in addition to skills, is a game of comparing who is stronger and faster.

But at this time, the opponent was so close that he didn't even have time to react, and the competition was a complete defeat.

Feng Ping lowered his head dumbly, and saw that there was an extra mobile phone in his pocket.

Just now, if the other party sent a dagger instead of a mobile phone, he would have been cut open!

"On this phone, I have already sent an invitation code, you can download and log in a game called "Ancient"!"

'Dreaming' turned around and left, his figure was erratic like a ghost, walking on water: "Remember... the future of Guwu lies in "Ancient Times"!"

"Is it ancient?" Feng Ping clenched the phone: "I remember!!!"

'Very well, so the task is completed, right? '

'Dreaming' performed lightness kung fu, stayed away from the construction site, felt the oncoming cool wind, and was about to let out a long howl proudly.

Suddenly, when he crossed the guardrail of the community, he tripped and fell directly.

Fortunately...it didn't fall in the middle of the guardrail.

But even so, he fell to the ground and let out a scream: "It hurts me to death..."

'Dreaming' tearfully.