"Yes!" Murong Kuang (Fang Lei, Lu Qiang, Zhao Jun) said in unison.
"Second uncle, these four people are all talents personally selected by the boss of Changfeng Escort Bureau. How can they be different?" A young man of 17 or 18 years old behind Zhang Zhenshan stepped forward and said with a smile.
Fang Lei took a moment to look at this person. His appearance and aura were very different from the other fifty guards. The most important thing was that he was very strong, no less than Wang Haoxuan.
Zhang Zhenshan glanced at the four of them casually, "One is at the third level of Ning Gang, one is at the first level of Ning Gang, and two are at the fourth level of body tempering."
"Just two bodyguards and two bodyguards."
"The four of you must protect the people on the carriage, do you understand?" Zhang Zhenshan said seriously to Fang Lei and the other four.
The four people did not dare to neglect and responded immediately, "Make sure that the people in the carriage are intact."
After that, the carriage finally drove out of the gate of Zhang Mansion. Naturally, Fang Lei and the other two couldn't see what was going on inside the carriage, and they didn't know who was inside.
The driver of the carriage was an old man with half white hair. The whip in his hand was raised high, then he shook it slightly, and heard a 'snap' sound, and shouted: "Drive!"
It has been two days since we left Pingyang City. If we proceed at a normal speed, we are expected to arrive at the Qingfeng Mountains tomorrow.
The journey was uneventful, with occasional troubles encountered, but after seeing the guards surrounding the carriage, they all retreated.
Those who specialize in robbery have their own eyesight and know who can do it and who cannot.
In the past two days, Fang Lei and others vaguely learned that there was a man and a woman on the carriage.
However, Fang Lei could only hear a sound and see a back figure in the distance, but could not see his appearance.
Because Fang Lei was not yet qualified to get close to the carriage, even he, Lu Qiang, Murong Kuang, and Zhao Jun were placed on the outer edge.
Either exploring the way in front, or standing behind the team.
"Brother Murong, who do you think the man and woman on the carriage are?" Fang Lei asked in a low voice.
A few days ago, he didn't dare to ask these questions, but after the past two days, Fang Lei's curiosity became more and more intense.
The people in the carriage were further away, so they had less worries.
Zhao Jun still looked like that, showing no sign of the conversation between Fang Lei and Murong Kuang.
"Brother Fang, I thought you weren't curious? It seems you can't hold it in anymore, right?" Murong Kuang joked in a low voice.
"Speaking of this woman, I guess she might be the daughter of a big shot in the Zhang family, right?"
"As for the man in the carriage, I don't know who he is." Murong Kuang responded.
"Shut up, there's something wrong!" Suddenly, Zhao Jun shouted loudly next to him.
In fact, the moment Zhao Jun discovered something was wrong, Murong Kuang also discovered it.
However, Fang Lei and Lu Qiang were too weak to notice.
Although he was not fully aware of it, after Zhao Jun shouted, Fang Lei finally noticed the person stumbling towards them in front of him.
Almost no part of his body was intact, wounds were all over his body, and blood was dripping and stained.
"Stop! If you dare to move forward again, you will be killed without mercy!" Murong Kuang and Zhao Jun pinched the horse's belly, and the horse under him quickly ran forward for a few steps, and then shouted loudly.
Fang Lei hurriedly followed, but he did not surpass the two of them because he knew that his strength was far inferior to theirs.
As an escort, he knew that stepping forward might only bring trouble to Murong Kuang and Zhao Jun.
Hearing this scolding, the man lost his footing and fell to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.
"What's going on?" At this time, Zhang Zhenshan had also rode to the side of Murong Kuang and Zhao Jun.
The young man who had been talking to Zhang Zhenshan noticed the movement in front of him, and he organized a circle of fifty guards to surround the carriage to prevent accidents.
The fallen man struggled to get up. His face was originally covered in blood, but it was now covered with dirt and grass clippings, making it impossible to see his true face.
"Zhang Zhenshan!" the man said tremblingly.
"Are you Su Ming?" Zhang Zhenshan said in surprise.
Fang Lei and the other four are not mediocre people. They can naturally see that Su Ming obviously knows Zhang Zhenshan, and judging from his reaction, their relationship should be extraordinary.
"Brother Su, I heard that you were on a mission. How could this happen?"
"Who is it? Who is so bold that he dares to hurt someone from Changfeng Escort Agency!" Zhang Zhenshan said angrily.
Su Ming grabbed Zhang Zhenshan's arm with his hand and said intermittently: "Yin Sha Zong!" After saying these three words, Su Ming loosened his hand and his breath died.
"Su Ming, my good brother...!" Zhang Zhenshan raised his head and wailed, tears rolling down his face.
Fang Lei listened to the conversation between the two and realized that Su Ming was actually from Changfeng Escort Agency and had a very deep relationship with Zhang Zhenshan.
He didn't understand what kind of task could make Su Ming die.
Generally speaking, as long as the Changfeng Escort Bureau comes forward, all the sects in Wuling County will give them a certain amount of face.
Su Ming died, which Zhang Zhenshan could not accept.
"What a Yin Sha Sect, how dare you kill my brother. If I meet you, I will definitely kill you!" Zhang Zhenshan gritted his teeth and said.
Although his brother's death was a huge blow to him, for a man who has experienced countless ups and downs and vicissitudes of life, this blow is not unbearable.
Zhang Zhenshan knew that he had to be strong for the sake of his brothers and the future of Changfeng Escort Agency.
So, he endured the pain silently and moved on.
"Brother Murong, is the Yin Sha Sect very powerful?" Fang Lei asked in a low voice.
Murong Kuang explained: "The Yinsha Sect is a second-grade sect, and it is the best among second-grade sects."
"By the way, I want to tell you that people in the Yinsha Sect do all kinds of evil. They still practice evil techniques, and they have committed countless crimes."
"But brother Fang, don't be afraid. Although Yinsha Sect is a second-grade sect, the backer of our Changfeng Escort Bureau is Changfeng Pavilion, a third-grade sect. Even if they don't dare to do anything to us!"
"But now you have also seen that Su Ming has been killed by the Yin Sha Sect. Brother Murong, you don't know what this means, right?" Fang Lei asked confused.
Murong Kuang said awkwardly: "This? I won't be here?"
"By the way, when we get to the Qingfeng Mountains, you and Lu Qiang's combat effectiveness is too low. Just be responsible for protecting the people in the carriage."
"Zhao Jun and I are responsible for facing various crises. After all, our combat effectiveness is higher than the two of you."
"Combat power? What is combat power?" Fang Lei and Lu Qiang asked in confusion.
"It's normal for you to not know what combat power is when you first start practicing."
"The so-called combat effectiveness refers to the strength you explode. For example, Brother Fang's combat effectiveness is 42, and Lu Qiang's combat effectiveness is 47."
After hearing this, Fang Lei continued to ask: "How is the value of combat power calculated? Is it calculated based on the level of cultivation?"
Murong Kuang shook his head and said: "You are only half right. Combat strength is not only determined by cultivation level, but also by one's own physique, skills, constitution, bloodline, etc."
"Then how do you calculate the combat effectiveness of Lu Qiang and I, one is 42 and the other is 47?"
"It's very simple. Every time the body tempering level is improved, the combat effectiveness increases by 10 points. Since you have no constitution and bloodline, your combat effectiveness is 42 points."
"Since we can know the strength of both sides based on numerical values, what's the point of fighting?" Fang Lei asked full of doubts.
Lu Qiang echoed from the side: "Yes, fighting in this case will be meaningless."
I saw Murong Kuang saying seriously: "If you think that your combat power value is higher than others and you can defeat or even kill the enemy, then you are not far from death."
"Why?" Fang Lei and Lu Qiang said in unison.
"There are many reasons, just like the cultivation, physique, skills, physique, bloodline, etc. I just mentioned."
"Some warriors have high cultivation, weak physique, low skills, no physique and no bloodline, so their combat effectiveness will naturally be low."
"Some warriors have low cultivation, but if they have strong physique, strong skills, strong physique, and strong bloodline, their combat effectiveness will naturally be high."
"The key lies in the combination of your own physique, skills, system, and bloodline. As for the realm of cultivation, it is just an auxiliary." Murong Kuang said.
Fang Lei and Lu Qiang suddenly realized.
"And some people will hide their fighting power, pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. If they are not careful, they will capsize and die."
"Be careful with the Wannian Ship. The combat power value is just an estimate. Who knows if the opponent has a trump card? Do you think that's right?"
Fang Lei and Lu Qiang didn't say anything but just nodded, which seemed to agree with Murong Kuang's words.
Fang Lei thought to himself: "I wonder what the fighting power of Murong Kuang and Zhao Jun is?"
So he looked at Murong Kuang, trying to detect his fighting power.
At this moment, a set of data appeared in front of Fang Lei's eyes.
Name: Murong Kuang
Combat power: 316
Cultivation: Early stage of the first level of Ning Gang
Physique: The strength of two tigers and one ox
Physique: Innate spiritual body (lower grade)
Bloodline: Clouded Leopard Bloodline (lower grade)
Then Fang Lei glanced at Zhao Jun and another set of data appeared in front of him.
Name: Zhao Jun
Combat power: 309
Cultivation: Early stage of the third level of Ning Gang
Physique: The power of three tigers
Physique: None
Bloodline: None
After seeing these two sets of data, Fang Lei was shocked.
"I didn't expect that Murong Kuang's combat effectiveness at the first level of Ning Gang was higher than that of Zhao Jun at the third level of Ning Gang."
"Although it is only 7 points higher, it is still high. This is enough to show that Murong Kuang is better than Zhao Jun."
"If I were to judge a person's fighting ability based on his cultivation, then I would indeed die." Fang Lei said in shock.
Then he looked towards Zhang Zhenshan and the young man.
Name: Zhang Zhenshan
Combat power: 883
Cultivation: Middle stage of the seventh level of Ning Gang
Physique: The power of eight tigers and eight bulls
Physique: None
Bloodline: Cloudhawk bloodline (lower grade)
Name:? ? ?
Combat power: 262
Cultivation: Middle stage of the second level of Ning Gang
Physique: The strength of two tigers and six oxen
Physique: None
Bloodline: None
"I didn't expect Zhang Zhenshan to be so strong. His combat power reached 883, which is almost over a thousand."
"As for that young man, his fighting ability is not as high as Murong Kuang and Zhao Jung."
Then Fang Lei looked around casually, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on the driver of the carriage.
When Fang Lei saw the coachman's data, he was suddenly shocked.
