After Zhao Tianming entered Liuxue City, he immediately went to the small house purchased by his brothers in Liuxue City.
The house is very remote, but they have saved it bit by bit from the resources they used for practice.
There has not been a wave of Warcraft for a long time in the past. As defenders, they can only patrol within the mission scope. All income comes from salary and the occasional encounter with strange beasts. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to buy a house in the city, and the progress of cultivation is extremely slow.
Among all the brothers, only Zhao Tianming has reached the second level, and the others are still at the first level of eight or nine stars. With this kind of cultivation during normal patrols, there would be almost no accidents, but in the wave of Warcraft, this kind of cultivation is simply not enough.
Zhao Tianming rushed to the door of the house without stopping, while Yi Ran and the others followed closely without saying a word.
Zhao Tianming gently pushed the door of the house, and the simple door opened with a creak. Being able to push the door open meant that there was someone inside the house, and Zhao Tianming felt a little relieved.
Then a fierce sound came from inside the house, like thunder exploding.
"Who?" Just one word, his tone was full of hostility and anger.
Immediately, the door to the inner room opened, and a burly figure strode over at extremely fast speeds. With his majestic body, he felt like the whole ground was shaking when he stepped on the bluestone road.
The person who came was tall and muscular, like a miniature version of the Warcraft Diamond Ape. But his face was fierce and gloomy, as if everyone owed him money.
When he got closer, he could clearly see a scar on his face from his temple to the corner of his mouth. His body was wrapped in a circle of white gauze, extending from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. There was blood seeping out of the white gauze.
Just by looking at him, one can feel his ferocity. His body is as strong as a monster, the muscles on his face are piled together, and he has a fierce look on his face that prevents strangers from getting close to him.
This kind of image will make other pedestrians stay several feet away involuntarily when walking on the street!
Seeing the strong man approaching, Zhao Tianming was so happy that he shouted "stick!" and then ran towards the opponent, making a fist with his left hand and lightly hammering the opponent's right chest. The stick that would have definitely greeted the opponent with muscles subconsciously leaned back, and Zhao Tianming also instantly discovered the wound on the stick.
An awkward smile appeared on Stick's face that didn't match his appearance at all, and he scratched his forehead.
Zhao Tianming didn't say anything, but he hugged the stick, but under the weight of the stick, Zhao Tianming looked like a clinging bird.
What confuses everyone is why the big guy in front of them is called a stick.
The stick is a nine-star warrior, formerly known as Hemlock. He was the one who fought the hardest among their brothers. Before they joined the border army, the four of them had been taking risks outside as a team. He was the one who endured the greatest pressure and suffered the most serious injuries every time.
There are two other people in the team. Among them, Xiao Bai is a wind mage, whose original name is Bai Mo.
During the talent test, I sensed the element of wind, but my talent was not strong enough, so I chose the Magic Academy in Liu Xuecheng. After forming a team, they were mainly responsible for detecting the existence of Warcraft and collecting spiritual herbs. They were also responsible for launching a fatal blow after the three of them restrained the Warcraft.
Lao Ma is a martial arts cultivator, formerly known as Ma Yibei.
His ancestor was a charlatan who was very good at healing wounds and refining basic medicine. If you suffer minor injuries, Lao Ma will treat them, and he will also make some simple recovery potions.
The four of them met in a small wine shop at the gate of the city. They were drinking wine at a table.
At that time, Xiaobai had been in the academy for six years, but he was only worthy of a three-star magician. It is a hindrance in the academy, and it is no longer possible to graduate normally. So when he was about to be expelled from the college, he went to a remote wine shop to get drunk and drown his sorrows.
While stickman is not accepted by others because of his appearance, it is also difficult for him to accept others. And because he is usually rough, most of the people he comes into contact with are also the kind of business people, so he is full of dirty words.
It's just that neither of them can drink well. After drinking a little bit, they talked to themselves about what was bothering them. After getting drunk, they started to curse for unknown reasons.
You look so miserable, no wonder you have no friends to drink with.
He said that you are so small-minded, no wonder your cultivation is so weak.
If you say you are ugly, you should practice more.
He said that if his cultivation is not good enough, he should kill more monsters. If he wins, he will improve his strength. If he loses, he will become a piece of shit.
They started to fight after cursing, but the physical difference was too big, so Xiaobai was beaten with a stick, but Xiaobai refused to admit defeat and was beaten until his face was bloody. But Xiaobai was also ruthless, and he forcefully suppressed a wind blade and slashed it on the stick's face.
The scar on Stick's face was actually cut by Xiaobai.
Zhao Tianming was drinking there, feeling depressed because his strength was so slowly improving. When he saw the two of them arguing, he didn't mind his own business. But after seeing blood, the two of them knocked over his table, so they had to pull them apart.
Seeing that the two men were covered in blood and still drinking, Lao Ma's medical ethics was so heartbroken that he immediately began to treat them.
In the end, the four of them, who were confused about their future, sat on the only remaining table in the wine shop and continued to drink. While drinking, Xiaobai and Stick hugged each other and cried.
During the drunken fight, they got to know each other's strengths somewhat. So the four of them formed a team and began to wander around the edge of the Warcraft Forest, hunting strange beasts and lone Warcraft.
The time spent adventuring was extremely difficult, and their strength improved extremely slowly, but the four of them encouraged each other to move forward together. After successfully hunting the monster, he returned to the wine shop where he met and drank heavily. Even if he fails to hunt and is seriously injured, no one will abandon him. Even if he fails to abandon the hunting mission, he will be taken back to the city to heal his injuries.
Those difficult years were full of suffering and tiredness.
It's just that Zhao Tianming and Ma Yibei are no longer confused, Xiaobai no longer drowns his sorrows in drinking for his own cultivation, and Sticky no longer has no friends because of his appearance.
That adventure lasted for five years. By that time, Zhao Tianming had been a great warrior for a long time. Lao Ma, Xiao Bai, and Stick had all reached the peak of the first level, and it was difficult to improve their strength.
So Zhao Tianming thought of joining the border army to make some contribution to the world, and this idea was immediately recognized by the other three people. On that day, the four of them joined the border army together and became soldiers guarding the border.
There were no accidents during the five years of guarding the border. Although it was not as exciting as the five years of adventure, it had a different kind of stability. The cultivation level has reached the limit of the existing talent. It is almost impossible to obtain the resources to improve the cultivation level. There is no progress in the cultivation level of everyone.
So we bought a house in the city together, which gave us a place to stay and ideas for the future.
Zhao Tianming did not expect that he would encounter a wave of Warcraft just a few months after leaving the border.
Stick brought Zhao Tianming into the house to visit Lao Ma and Xiao Bai, while Huang Zhan and Yi Ran sat casually on the stone benches in the yard.
Zhao Tianming must have believed it when he brought people to stick, but he did not invite Huang Zhan and others into the house.
But just as Zhao Tianming followed the stick into the house, there was a noise outside, and countless footsteps gathered towards the yard.
The location of this house in the city was already very remote. The sudden appearance of so many people gathering here meant that something was going to happen. Huang Zhan couldn't help but frown.
"This is it, hit me." With a loud roar, countless people rushed into the yard.
Yiran also frowned at this time. It was not normal to think that someone came to smash the house of the city defender just after the wave of monsters. When it was discovered that these people were all ordinary people with no internal energy fluctuations, and all of them looked cruel and sinister, it was obvious that these people were all ordinary ruffians.
He must have been instructed to destroy the monk's house in such an open and honest manner, and he also knew that the owner of the house was seriously injured! When Yiran saw the injury from the stick, he extended his senses into the house. Although it was not polite, he also wanted to know the situation in advance to avoid instructor Zhao Tianming's emotional turmoil.
Neither of the two people in the house suffered life-threatening injuries, but the younger man lost his left arm, which was tightly wrapped in requisitioned gauze. The older man's injury was not serious, but his internal energy was severely overdrawn and he needed a long period of recuperation.
When the local gangsters appeared outside the yard, Yiran smelled a conspiracy. This conspiracy is definitely not against the group of people who have just arrived in Liu Xuecheng, then it will only be against the three brothers of mentor Zhao Tianming!
Middle-aged men with shiny faces, holding sticks, rakes and even rocks in their hands, rushed into the yard and started smashing them. Ma Mingyao, Temusheng, and Zhou Ming also did not respond to the situation at the scene. Especially when they saw that these scornful middle-aged people had no cultivation, they couldn't help but look at Huang Zhan.
Huang Zhan shook his head and looked at the gangsters. Ma Mingyao and the others immediately understood and rushed towards a large group of people.
Seeing that the three children dared to compete with a large group of them, the gangsters grinned ferociously, waving their weapons, and some even threw stones at the three of them.
But their smile didn't last for a moment before it froze on his face. Ma Mingyao took the lead and smashed the head-sized stone into pieces with a single punch. If this punch hits their head, the fate of their head will definitely not be better than this stone. And those wooden sticks and rakes were even more vulnerable. Even if there were more people, hitting the three children would have no effect, but if they blocked it casually, they could smash the wooden sticks and rakes into splinters!
Only then did these gangsters realize that all three children were masters with inner strength!
It's just that there were too many of them, and they rushed into the courtyard with great momentum, but it was difficult to withdraw. And at the same time, there were many people squeezing into the yard, and it was difficult for those in front to turn back.
The three of them, Ma Mingyao, had no scruples under Huang Zhan's instructions, like tigers that had entered a flock of chickens. No one was their enemy and no one could cause any harm to them.
When Zhao Tianming and Sticky heard the noise outside the house and came out, the battle was over!
There were only three or five people left in the yard, and all the others were thrown out. Everyone fell to the ground with arms and legs, wailing and unable to stand up, and there were not a few whose limbs were twisted and fractured at weird angles.
Zhao Tianming looked at the stick with confusion on his face, not understanding what was happening. He wasn't worried about the children getting hurt in this kind of scene, but he didn't know what happened to the three brothers after he left.
Although Xiaobai in the house was seriously injured and even lost his left arm, and he was very hurt in his heart, he was lucky as long as he was not dead. But now there are so many ordinary people coming here to destroy their houses, so we need to figure this out.
Zhao Tianming walked up to a ruffian, picked him up by his collar, and whispered in a harsh tone, "Which of you is in charge, who sent you here." Immediately, a strong internal force pressed on this man.
The ruffian's body was shaking involuntarily like chaff, he didn't speak for a long time, and his crotch was even wet. After casually throwing this person out of the yard, Zhao Tianming walked towards the next gangster.
Before he could pick this man up, he passed out with fear in his eyes.
Zhao Tianming couldn't help but frown. It was obvious that these people didn't know anything about it, and they didn't even know that their target was a monk!
Zhao Tianming kicked all the remaining people out of the yard with one kick, and sat down next to Stick. Seeing this, Stick also squatted down next to Zhao Tianming.
"What happened to you guys, stick? How come a bunch of gangsters came here to cause trouble?"
"Brother, we are facing a wave of monsters. We are fighting to the death every day. How can we do anything? It's so damn unlucky that a bunch of gangsters dare to trouble us. We are really tired of living and want to die."
"Think about it carefully. If the monks are here, they may be seeking revenge. But if they are a bunch of gangsters, they must be under the instigation of others."
"Damn it, we are fighting to death, and there is still someone who wants to plot against us. Who is it? Kill him."
Yiran couldn't help but burst into laughter. This stick really talked about his mother and me.
Stick was not angry when he saw Yiran laughing. He also knew his mouth, so he could only touch his head in embarrassment.
Immediately, Yiran continued to analyze Zhao Tianming's words.
"This group of people must be under the instigation of others, and the people behind them know your situation. They come to these gangsters to test you, and to disgust you. So there must be resentment between you, and the other party is in Liu Xuecheng. There must still be some power. As for whether your feud is big or small, I can’t tell. After all, the people here are just ruffians. If a second-level master comes here at this moment, then you can know that there will be no end to the fight between you!"
"Have you offended any dignitaries or encountered any strange things recently?"
Listening to Yiran's analysis, Sticky kept nodding his head, but he didn't realize that everyone else in the yard was used to it.
After pondering for a long time, Stick turned over the recent events over and over in his mind.
"There are no dignitaries, but on the way back from a mission, I met a local young monk pulling a little girl. We haven't seen the little girl before, so she came to support her."
"Of course we couldn't bear this, so Xiaobai went up to stop him. That boy dared to strike first, so of course we couldn't bear it even more, so we beat that boy. That boy was also very powerful. He was a seven-star magician at a young age. Xiaobai dealt with him. It also took some effort.”
Speaking of Xiaobai, the stick had just been raised to the lowest point, and then lowered a few points.
"It seems that this young man has some background, I can go and find out more about it. Then what happened to your injury?" Yiran found it a bit pleasant to hear Stick's rough words.
"Oh, our injuries were caused by this mission when we went out on patrol. The three of us encountered a peak-level Thunder Leopard. But we tried our best to kill it, but Xiaobai didn't have time to fire more. Thunder Leopard’s fatal blow caused his left arm to disappear on the spot.”
Yiran, who had been smiling just now, had not finished listening to what Stick said. His face suddenly became serious, his pupils shrank to the extreme, and he couldn't help but say two words.
"Vendetta!"
Huang Zhan and Zhao Tianming had stiff faces and gloomy eyes. They would not doubt Yiran's analysis. They just wanted to know the origin of this young man. If they just stopped him from doing evil, they would have forged a deadly feud.
Ma Mingyao and the other three also had ruthless expressions on their faces, and there was a hint of murderous intent on their bodies.
"This young man's identity is not simple. He actually wants to get rid of you with the help of mission patrols. The second-level monks form a ten-man combat team when they go out to patrol, but you only have three peak first-level monks. Haha."
Upon hearing this, Huang Zhan's expression changed drastically and he stood up suddenly, his body filled with extremely strong murderous intent and unparalleled ferocity.
We are never afraid of the power of the monsters and the fear of death, nor are we afraid that one day the city will fall and the principality will perish. That is all fate! But if someone secretly uses tricks to harm his comrades in arms, then Huang Zhan will never agree, nor will the Huang family, nor will the Fenghuo Principality agree.
In the face of disaster, everyone is united to fight against the enemy, but with the same mind, we need to be united in virtue. We must resist all harm to our comrades and resist all harm to our comrades. We must not let the bleeding soldiers shed tears!
People in the border army must know and act in harmony, and their words and deeds must be consistent!
