Mixed martial arts: Others practice martial arts while I cultivate immortality

"Iron Turtle, your Grandpa Wang is here, why don't you come out and kneel down!"

He was as light as a swallow. He stepped on the railing and jumped down into the field. Several people who were relatively close were knocked away by him.

"The Raging Lion King Tong?!"

The leader of the Tiehe Gang who spoke before looked ugly.

"Since you refuse to come out, then your Grandpa Wang will kill you until you come out."

The rough man was obviously not a reasonable person, and no movement was seen from him. He reached the stage with a slight flicker of his figure, and several small bosses on the stage were approached by him before they could react.

"you dare!"

A roar came from behind, the sound was as loud as thunder, and Wu Chong was so shocked that stars appeared in his eyes. It's just that the Raging Lion King Tong is obviously not a simple thing. Not to mention that he was not affected at all, and the movements under his hands were even more decisive and cruel. I saw him punching through the chest of the little leader who was talking before. He exerted force with both hands and heard a 'tearing' sound. A living person was torn in half by him.

Bang!

Half of the corpse flew over from the stage and landed at Wu Chong's feet.

Wu Chong was stunned when he saw this scene.

Dead. Dead?

An honest killing?

No one cares?

What about the Yamen? What about six doors? Where is the court!

Wu Chong's eyelids were twitching wildly, and he suddenly felt that leaving was not a good idea. It was clear that this world was not as easy to mess with as written in time-travel novels. He killed people justly and openly, and the aftermath of his internal energy flew around. It was obvious that it had nothing to do with the dynasties in history. Well, such a world where people are killed casually is really too dangerous. Looking at the minions who were injured by the aftermath, he quickly gave up the idea of ​​leaving. At the very least, he had no intention of leaving the Tiehe Gang until he had the ability to protect himself.

"court death!"

The person who made the sound before flew out from inside and struck out with a palm.

"Haha, good time!"

Wang Tong was not afraid, he raised his palms to meet him, and the two palms collided hard, making a muffled sound.

The rest of the Tiehe Gang who were still unconscious were running for their lives. Wu Chong was among the crowd and quickly left the center of the battle.

Three days later.

Wu Chong understood the world and completely gave up the idea of ​​escaping from the Tiehe Gang. This world is not like any dynasty he has known, and it may not even be on Earth anymore. The general environment here is also very chaotic. The court is weak, gangs are powerful, and various martial arts masters are constantly fighting for ranking. What happened in Iron Mountain three days ago The battle between the River Gang and the River Gang is a microcosm of the fighting in the rivers and lakes in this world. This is still within a large and dominant gang like the Tiehe Gang. Other places are even more chaotic than here. A small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. , people die every day.

With Wu Chong's current strength, he would never survive more than three days after leaving the Tiehe Gang.

Unless he can kneel down when he sees someone and kowtow when he sees someone.

Live as humble as the people at the bottom of this world, otherwise, it is better to just stay in the Iron River Gang.

"What are the people in the court doing?"

Wu Chong squatted at the door of the house. He looked at the moon outside and couldn't figure out what was going on in the world. What about the administrative agencies? What about violent institutions? Why are you so suppressed by gangs? This result greatly disappointed Wu Chong, who had planned to become the Prince of Xiaoyao Dangdang. He really didn't like the life of swords and swords. It was too dangerous and he could be chopped into pieces by accident.

"The imperial court? Their supreme emperor was killed by the city lord of Baiyun City last month. The emperor didn't even dare to fart." Xu Daniu looked contemptuous. This guy was a member of the gang who was assigned to the same room as Wu Chong. He is a little stronger than Wu Chong. He has practiced the Crop Hand Style for two years and has some strength, but he is a bit confused and has a one-sided mind.

"Where's the army?"

"The army is nothing. The bigger gangs, if they don't number more than a hundred thousand, just a few of them will be more numerous than the imperial army. Moreover, all of them are good at martial arts. The imperial court is like a younger brother to the gangs!"

Although I knew that the imperial court was weak, I didn't expect it to be so weak. It is estimated that for those martial arts masters, the palace is just like the public vegetable garden. They can go and leave whenever they want.

"So joining a gang is the right thing to do. Only in a gang can we have enough to eat!"

Daniel's biggest ideal is to have enough food, and he joined the gang for this purpose. In his opinion, the best place is where he can have enough food.

Wu Chong sighed and gave up chatting with this guy. His IQ was too far behind.

The Tiehe Gang assigned Wu Chong and Daniu the job of chopping firewood. Chopping endless firewood is not an easy job, but it is better than cleaning toilets. There are hundreds of people walking up and down the mountain. You can imagine how miserable the task of cleaning the big pit is. How many people are assigned to clean the toilets? This outer disciple stinks from head to toe.

After the initial uneasiness, Wu Chong slowly calmed down.

He began to adapt to life in this world, and his heart slowly sank. He chopped firewood diligently like the other Tiehe Gang members, and no longer thought about escaping. This is the case in any unfamiliar environment. The environment will never adapt to people. Only people can adapt to the environment. If they cannot, they will be eliminated by the environment.

At night.

Wu Chong was lying on the bed, and Daniel next to him was already snoring.

"Finally something has changed!"

The virtual interface emerged. The previously empty panel finally changed after he had been chopping firewood for three months, and there was an extra horizontal bar on it.

Splitting wood (not yet started).

This place is the skill bar he designed before.

Since this split material appears here, it means that this thing has been recognized by the panel as a skill.

After saving experience points for three months, I finally have a place to use.

strengthen!

Like many online games, experience is used to upgrade, and skill upgrades also use experience!

Wu Chong thought, and the plus sign on the interface flickered slightly, and most of the experience points accumulated in three months of vomiting were instantly removed. Without the breathing skills, the energy that can be accumulated is really pitiful.

Chopping wood (beginner) has become chopping wood (beginner).

A miscellaneous memory appeared in his mind.

Wu Chong had never imagined that a simple chopping of firewood could hide so much knowledge about the techniques of chopping firewood, force exertion techniques, breathing rate, etc. It was just like how a cook cuts an ox, but it is the same as killing a ox. Killing is an art, it is quick and clear, while other butchers are much slower. You don't know how much effort it takes to kill a cow. This is the difference in skills.

Thinking of this, Wu Chong walked to a black wooden pier, which was firewood that he had not chopped during the day. Stopping in front of the wooden pier, he lifted the ax with his left hand. In an instant, the wood in Wu Chong's eyes became extremely clear. Every grain of the wood clearly appeared in his mind, and his breathing rate became stable.

Click!

During the day, he split the wooden block that had not been moved by dozens of axes. He easily split it open with one hand. When the ax fell, it did not encounter any resistance. It was as if it had been hit on tofu. Extremely easy.

"Chopping firewood at night, Angkor is more honest than me."

Daniel was awakened by the sound of chopping firewood, muttered something, turned over and went back to sleep.

Wu Chong ignored him, his eyes became extremely bright.

Just chopping wood can enhance this effect, but what about martial arts?

Does this mean that he can train Tiebushi into a mighty Tianlong? Practicing the breathing technique to achieve ascension?

Thinking of this, the heart that had calmed down started beating wildly again. After reviving his life, he would never be willing to just stay in a small gang and chop wood for the rest of his life. After a few more tests to confirm the strengthening effect, Wu Chong didn't bother anymore and returned to the room to sleep.