Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

Clear sky, clear blue and cloudless.

A round of scorching sun hangs high in the sky, like a big fireball that is constantly releasing flames. The blazing sunlight is swayed in the golden desert, burning the tiny grains of sand as if they are red-hot. Small iron particles are common.

In the boundless desert, wisps of hot air seeped out from the yellow sand, evaporating the space into something distorted and illusory.

Occasionally a hot wind blows past, picking up sand and dust and blowing it in the face.

In the distance, two black figures slowly appeared against the sand and dust. A young man dressed in black carried a wide black iron ruler on his back.

Another tall and tall figure, his whole body was shrouded in a wide black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Judging from their dusty appearance, it was obvious that they had walked a long way in the desert.

The young man carrying the heavy iron ruler on his back gradually walked up a towering sand dune with somewhat heavy steps, looking far ahead.

Then, he took out a sheepskin map from the ring and carefully checked the most accurate route.

"Brother Wei, looking at the route above, it seems that we are gradually approaching the depths of the Tagore Desert, right?"

Xiao Yan moved his fingers slowly along a route, licked his dry lips, and spoke in a slightly low voice to the figure shrouded in a wide black robe next to him.

They were Wei Yang and Xiao Yan.

In response to Xiao Yan's words, Wei Yang just said 'hmm' without commenting.

Near the depths?

Boy, you are so naive, you are still dangling on the edge.

…

"Alas, this damn Tagore Desert is really too big. It took us half a month to get here from Stone Desert City!" Xiao Yan took off the Xuan Zhong Ruler from his back and laid down the heavy ruler. When it hit the sand, it made a dull sound. He let out a long sigh and smiled helplessly, quite happily.

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Wei Yang was speechless.

After they set off from the outside of Shimo City, they followed the route on the map in Xiao Yan's hand and headed towards the depths of the Tagore Desert.

Because the environment in the desert was extremely harsh and difficult to figure out, and Xiao Yan was only at the level of a two-star fighting master and was carrying a Xuan Zhong ruler, his progress was actually not very fast.

Occasionally, Xiao Yan would choose to fly with his black wings. Most of the time, he would choose to walk on foot.

Therefore, even though they have been deep into the desert for half a month, in fact, they have not gone very far.

At this distance, if Wei Yang flew at full speed, he could return to Stone Desert City in half a day.

Wei Yang stood there with his hands behind his back. Most of the time, he was immersed in thinking, studying alchemy techniques, or in a state of cultivation.

Of course, he did not use all his strength to operate the technique. Otherwise, if the heaven-level technique really started to operate, energy for miles around would be aroused, and the momentum would be astonishing!

His faint voice came from under the cloak: "I told you, stop complaining. I, a fighting king, have just walked with you in this desert for half a month. What else do you want?"

"If it weren't for your experience, the distance from Stone Desert City to here could be reached by me carrying you in half a day."

"Now that I am accompanying you to practice together, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"Uh." Xiao Yan choked and could only nodded with a wry smile.

Well, the distance I complained about turned out to be only half a day in Brother Wei's eyes.

"Come on, it's only noon, don't be lazy."

"Alas~" Xiao Yan had a bitter face and could only continue to carry the Xuan Zhong Ruler on his back and move forward with heavy steps.

…

After training in the Tagore Desert, apart from some magical beasts hidden in the sand that needed attention, the real danger to Xiao Yan was the snake people in the desert.

After all, the method of controlling venomous snakes to attack secretly is very difficult and difficult to guard against.

Fortunately, for ordinary people, these snake people are very big and troublesome. For Xiao Yan, who has an accurate map and the help of Wei Yang and Yao Lao, two beings with powerful soul perception, they did not cause any harm. Trouble.

Every time before danger approached, Xiao Yan was able to get advance warning, allowing him to easily avoid the snake tribe and some snake patrol teams.

Just like this, Xiao Yan, a two-star fighting master, successfully penetrated deep into the territory of the Snake Tribe.

A young fighting master is surrounded by such a luxurious lineup. With him training with him, there is really nothing to complain about.

Of course, experience.

Sometimes, Wei Yang and Yao Lao pretended not to see some enemies that could be dealt with and let Xiao Yan deal with them by himself.

And Xiao Yan's performance was also very good. Every time he attacked forcefully, he directly used thunderous means to kill the opponent quickly before he could raise an alarm without holding anything back.

Obviously, Xiao Yan also understood that in the Tagore Desert, once he provoked the snake people, he would be surrounded and killed by a large number of opponents.

At that time, all he could do was trouble Wei Yang and take him away in despair.

…

At night, a bonfire was lit under a sand dune in the leeward position to dispel the chill.

Around the campfire.

Xiao Yan sat there with a distressed look on his face, his eyes resting on the sheepskin map in his hand, a red dot representing a danger sign.

There are eight of these red dots in the entire map, distributed in several directions in a circular pattern, guarding the true core position of the snake people.

These eight red dots represent the eight major tribes of the snake people.

Among the snake people in the Tagore Desert, in addition to some small and medium-sized tribes, there are eight major tribes, each led by eight major commanders.

They are the eight most powerful tribes among the snake people.

If Xiao Yan wants to truly enter the core of the Snake Tribe and successfully meet Queen Medusa, he must face one of the large tribes.

Today, a main road route drawn on the map is blocked by one of the red dots.

"What bad luck." Xiao Yan frowned and looked at the scarlet dots, sighing helplessly.

"Looks like we have to take a detour!"

…

On the other side, Wei Yang was half-lying on a stone chair with a contented face, his back resting comfortably on the back of the chair, holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and taking a few sips from time to time.

Seeing the frowning Xiao Yan, he clicked his tongue and said, "Senior, that's almost enough. He is a two-star fighting master. Do you really want him to break through the defense lines of the eight tribes?"

"There has to be a certain level of experience, right?"

"The lowest leader among the eight major tribes is the Dou Wang, and the Snake Tribe's defense line here is also very tightly guarded. It would be difficult for a Dou Master like him to get through."

Wei Yang stretched, yawned and said, "I have been walking with you in this desert for half a month. I have other things to do later, so why don't I finish it early."

If Yao Lao hadn't promised him to answer his questions about refining medicine for half an hour every night, Wei Yang wouldn't have had the leisure to play house in the desert with the old and the young.

Now, he felt that he was almost there. Many of the accumulated questions in his mind had been answered, some confusions had suddenly become clear, and the last obstacle to becoming a sixth-grade alchemist had been basically eliminated.

Therefore, it is time to end this journey early.

…

Hearing this, Xiao Yan immediately became energetic, gave Wei Yang a grateful look, and looked down at the simple ring on his finger.

He also wanted to end this experience as soon as possible, trade with Medusa as soon as possible, get the Ice Spirit Cold Spring, and swallow and refine the Qinglian Earth Core Fire as soon as possible.

"Alas~" A faint sigh sounded.

Yao Lao's old and transparent figure floated out of the ring and glanced at the two of them helplessly, "Young people are so impatient that they can't hold their breath at all. Why can't they hold on after only half a month?"

He glanced at the map in Xiao Yan's hand, nodded with slight satisfaction, and said, "If you can get here, I will consider you to have passed the test."

Xiao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Forget it, this experience ends here."

Yao Lao shook his head, and his figure got back into the ring again, and only one voice came out: "Tomorrow, it's up to you, Mr. Wei, to take Xiao Yan to see Medusa."

"No problem." Wei Yang nodded in agreement.