Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Volume 4: Fantasy Sword Roaring the Universe Chapter 081: Survival Excitement

A sharp and rapid whistle woke up Wen Zijun, who had just fallen asleep. (The most stable,,) Then, Mr. Yang's voice sounded: "Everyone get up! There is a set of black clothes on your bedside, and a lamp

Get all dressed up and come out during tea time!"

After a cup of tea, forty men in black stood in Hall No. 5. There were ten people in each row, standing in four neat rows. It seems that most of the training for the dead soldiers of the Golden Wing Sect is based on the army's

carried out by method.

"Very good!" Mr. Yang said coldly, "There is breakfast over there. Eight steamed buns per person, and all you can drink of white porridge! It's the same cup of tea. Let's start!"

Because he was in an underground stone room, Wen Zijun could not tell the orientation of the four walls. He could only regard the wall he came in as the south wall. The stone rooms where they slept were all on the west wall and the east wall. The north wall was Yang

The entrance and exit passages for Mr. and the drug boy. From this point of view, there are only passages at the north and south ends leading to other places.

To the north of the hall, twenty medicine boys have already stood. They are holding white and steaming steamed buns in their hands, which are placed in two large bowls. The numbers from one to forty are written on the outer walls of the large bowls.

.At their feet, there was a wooden barrel containing white porridge, which was also steaming.

Wen Zijun and No. 18 walked to the ninth medicine boy, each carried his own bowl, picked up the steamed buns and ate them. Wen Zijun only ate four, and then drank a bowl of white porridge and felt very full. He was a little

I don’t understand: “Why are there eight steamed buns for each person?” For such large steamed buns, four is usually enough. He also found that most people only eat four or five steamed buns and then stop eating.

, the most I ate was six steamed buns.

The time for a cup of tea passed quickly. The medicine boys also packed up the bowls and chopsticks and carried the porridge buckets out from the north passage.

There is a stone door in the passage. The medicine boy needs to call the small hole next to the stone door, and then the people outside will open the stone door. It seems that the mechanism to open the door is outside, which prevents these dead soldiers from coming in and out.

After the forty people stood in line again, Mr. Yang said: "From now until lunch, the four people in each of your stone rooms will compete with each other to compete in martial arts. Remember! Anyone who loses will not have lunch.

!You’ll just have to go hungry! Do you hear me clearly?”

"Yes!" Forty people responded loudly. The huge voice echoed in the hall for a long time. (The most stable,,.)

"Remember! You only lose if you fall to the ground!" Mr. Yang said coldly again, "Let's start!" His voice always gave Wen Zijun a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember whose voice it was.

The one who is sparring with Wen Zijun is No. 18. With Wen Zijun's martial arts, he naturally does not have to worry about the opponent's attacks. Moreover, he must control his own martial arts extremely carefully, and cannot use his martial arts too hard. Otherwise,

, a Zhuang sect's martial arts skills are too high, which will make people suspicious.

Not only that, Wen Zijun cannot use his original martial arts. Because he is now pretending to be Xiao Tianqi from Fenglei Villa. What reassures him is that no one is checking his identity after coming in, but his martial arts moves must be from Fenglei Villa.

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Wen Zijun had no choice but to fight with No. 18 at first, and then secretly learned the martial arts moves of Fenglei Villa performed by No. 18. In addition, he also looked at other Fenglei Villa villagers from time to time, hoping to be able to

Learn the martial arts moves of Fenglei Villa as much as possible.

Although Wen Zijun doesn't know the Fenglei Mental Technique of Fenglei Villa, he can easily use those martial arts moves with his innate true Qi Qiankun force.

Fenglei Villa's swordsmanship is called Fenglei Swordsmanship, and there are forty moves in total. However, the average disciple only teaches him thirty-six moves, and the other four moves are unique skills for the Villa. Unless they have made outstanding contributions to the Villa, they cannot learn them.

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For Wen Zijun, who has reached the innate realm, he can use these sword moves with a single glance. After a few rounds of sparring with No. 18, his sword moves are already better than those of No. 18.

He is much more proficient. Moreover, he once witnessed Xiao Jie using the unique skill of "Wind and Thunder Sword" in the woods of Yuanshan on Shu Road. With his eyesight, it would be easy to use the skill of "Wind and Thunder Sword".

It's just a matter of time.

People who take the "Abandoning Soul Pill" are indeed dead soldiers. They have no thoughts of their own and everything follows Mr. Yang's orders. Mr. Yang ordered them to do their best to defeat each other before lunch, but none of them

People will steal even if they are lazy for a little while.

Each and every dead soldier fought desperately with his opponent. Wen Zijun had no choice but to imitate their behavior and put on a desperate fight with No. 18.

After about an hour, the martial arts of the forty people began to differentiate. Six of them completely knocked down their opponents and won the victory. Of course, there were more or less scars on their bodies.

The six people who fell to the ground were seriously injured.

However, the medicine boys who had turned around had already stood aside. When they saw the winner, they each found the dead soldiers they were responsible for and applied medicine to heal their injuries.

Two hours later, ten more dead men won the victory, including Wen Zijun. He used his sword skills to skillfully target No. 18's acupuncture points and knocked him down. It can be said that No. 18 was the loser of all

The only one among them who was unscathed.

When the ninth medicine boy saw that Wen Zijun and No. 18 had decided the winner, he immediately followed him. But after he checked No. 18, he couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh", and then looked at him suspiciously.

A glance at Wen Zijun.

When Wen Zijun saw it, he realized that he had been careful, but still made mistakes. The other dead soldiers, no matter the winner or loser, all had scars on their bodies, but it was better for them, neither of them had any injuries. Why not?

Is it suspicious?

However, the drug boy did not report it to Mr. Yang. In his opinion, this phenomenon had also occurred among the dead men he was responsible for before. It was not surprising that he had seen it many times. Mr. Yang’s attention at this time was

The four pairs of dead soldiers who were still fighting did not find Wen Zijun, a heretic.

The four pairs of dead men had not yet decided the winner, but the stone door to the north opened. Four people dressed similarly to the medicine boy, but also wearing white hats, pushed two dining carts in. Each dining cart

Ten large bowls of steaming meals were served, and the alluring aroma suddenly filled the entire Hall No. 5.

The warriors who had been fighting for several hours swallowed involuntarily as soon as they smelled the aroma of the food. The four pairs of warriors who were still fighting fought even more fiercely after smelling the aroma of the food. After a while, this

The four pairs of dead soldiers decided the winner one after another.

The forty dead soldiers were already hungry, and their slightly dull eyes were staring at the twenty meals.

At this time, Mr. Yang blew the whistle, and the eyes of all the dead soldiers became even more dull.

"I said, only the winner will eat!" Mr. Yang's cold voice sounded again, "Now listen to the order! No. 1, No. 4, No. 5... No. 39! Each of you brings a bowl.

Food to eat! The rest have nothing to eat! Today’s dinner is also prepared for only twenty portions, and only the winner will have food to eat!"

"However," Mr. Yang paused, "breakfast is provided every day as usual, and everything is included! Only the winner can have three meals a day, while the loser can only have one breakfast a day! Start taking action!"

Only then did Wen Zijun understand why eight steamed buns were prepared for each person for breakfast. If this competition continues, some people will definitely have nothing to eat for lunch and dinner, so they will have to work hard to fill their stomachs at breakfast. However, when they

When their stomachs are full of hunger, can they still eat eight steamed buns in one sitting?

It has to be said that the healing medicine provided by Golden Wing Sect is extremely effective, regardless of whether it is applied externally or taken internally. Except for the three who were seriously injured and it was difficult to do anything, the rest of the injured people all recovered after resting for an hour.

They were full of vigor and vitality. Everyone was eager to try and vowed to defeat their opponents.

Wen Zijun also admired Golden Wing Sect's training methods, which used the most basic human survival behavior - filling their stomachs to stimulate the potential of the dead soldiers.

There are many needs in a person's life. The most basic of them is the need for survival, that is, the need for food and clothing. Only when these two aspects are met, can more needs in other aspects be generated. There is an old saying, "A person who is full and warm will feel happy"

"Lust" actually means this. If you don't have enough food and clothing, who will have the energy to "think about lust"?

In life, the first thing to solve is the problem of survival! Don’t you know that when there is a famine, some people eat bark, grass roots, and Guanyin soil, and what’s worse, some even cook people and eat them!

Therefore, in order to survive, people will try every means to work hard and fight, even if they behave like animals!

Now these dead soldiers, in order to survive - after taking the "Abandoning Soul Pill", they only have this idea - to do their best to be able to eat that bowl of rice. In such a survival crisis

Under the stimulation, their potential was stimulated.

It was just a morning of training, but the results began to show in the afternoon. Some of the dead soldiers who were defeated in the morning began to unleash their potential. Although they did not eat lunch, they still fought extremely bravely.

When it was time to eat dinner, some of the dead soldiers who had not eaten at noon could also hold a bowl of rice and eat it. Although their bodies were injured one after another, they still had a look of satisfaction on their faces.

Wen Zijun deliberately failed in the afternoon and gave dinner to No. 18. For an innate master like him, even if he didn't eat for a day, his health wouldn't have much impact.

This is how the day's training ended.