"Why does this injury feel more serious than the last time?" "It's not like the meridians are injured anyway. Physical injuries are never injuries, right?" After a battle, everyone began to chat and share their experiences on the battlefield. "I think we can form a three-talent formation, whether it's a sword formation or a knife formation."
"Don't we have twelve people? It won't be a problem to form a twelve-capital formation by then." "Three Talents, Four Symbols, Five Elements, Bagua, Nine Palaces, and Twelve Capitals. Let's not miss any one of them. The formation is powerful. With the bonus, the innate skills against barbarians should also be useful.”
Zhou Jin, who had recovered from his injuries, felt amused when he saw Shilang Chenyun who was still looking at the trap. He was such a naughty kid. "If it's purely like a secular trap, it means we are a bunch of idiots, understand? Times are progressing, and it's not your fault for poor learning, but if you don't even recognize the solidified inscriptions in the inscription array, it only shows that you are ignorant. Normally, He looks like he has read poetry and books, and it would be a shame if he loses his temper at the critical moment." After a while of scolding, Zhou Jin stopped paying attention to this naughty kid and began to look at the battle situation outside. It's hard to blame him for reading. who.
On the side, Shilang Chenyun's face suddenly turned blue and white, all of which were pure anger. Isn't it just a matter of knowing a few more inscriptions? No matter how hard I work, I will become an intermediate inscription master sooner or later. But he also knows that this guy will never stand still. What can he do if his skills are not as good as others? He does whatever he has to do. Although the injuries on his body are not serious, he still needs at least some care. If you don't pay attention to minor injuries, It would be fun to leave hidden wounds behind.
Looking at the battle situation outside, Zhou Jin immediately made a complaint: "Senior brother Fenghua is really good at it. He is a strong warrior with infinite strength as a heavy armored infantryman. Looking at the posture of the innate war hammer that is almost full, it is not specially cultivated. I don’t believe anything you say, but you are willing to spend money on it.”
"If I had such great strength, I wouldn't be able to kill any innate-level barbarian if I shot him." Hearing this, Shilang Chenyun immediately choked and said, "Then the fast ones can be used as targets like the heavily armored ones. I want you to cum all the same? Don’t be ridiculous. With your skills, you can only cum on the heavily armored guy with slow reaction time."
Zhou Jin also knew that this guy was stimulated, so he ignored him and continued to observe the battle situation. "How are you recovering? Can you do it again?" Hearing this, Shilang Chenyun said it was okay, and the rest of the people also felt that they were in good condition. "Then clean the battlefield and start another wave. The main thing is to hone it. At the very least, three people must be able to resist the opponent's innate combat skills. Of course, innate combat skills are also strong and weak, so there is no absolute certainty. It’s better not to choose to resist forcefully.”
However, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will never get wet. Seeing that the injured two people greeted three or four more people, Zhou Jin felt anxious for a while. "Hurry up and run away." However, there is no use running at this time. Zhou Jin, who has come to his senses, asks everyone to start preparing. Use everything and hide. This is a real life and death crisis.
So when Yan Bao'er and the other six looked at Zhou Jin who was waiting in front of them, they couldn't help but laugh. It's too weak. What's the difference between this aura and that of the tribe's brats? Ever heard that brats who haven't grown up can beat adult warriors?
"This place is pretty good. This kid is pretty good at hiding. Let's see who lacks the fighting skills to capture him. We can also take a short rest here to recover from our injuries. This meteorite tribe steals from us every twenty years. Each tribe in the micro tribe selects tens of thousands of warriors to go to the battlefield, and their tribe becomes more and more prosperous as they fight. Although our tribe is not inferior to these tens of thousands of warriors, our tribe can become more powerful if tens of thousands of warriors are not selected every twenty years. Be strong."
"No way, Brother Leopard, the Meteor Tribe is our clan's master tribe, and they have the power to recruit warriors from our tribe." "I know, I just feel a little uncomfortable. Huh? The monkey hasn't been taken down yet?"
After hearing this, several people looked at the battlefield where the fighting was still going on. They glanced at Zhou Jin who was struggling under the monkey knife and continued chatting. With his energy and blood restrained and his fighting spirit stagnant, Zhou Jin fought extremely hard, but precisely because of this, the Flame Monkey on the opposite side lowered his vigilance.
Injuring ten fingers is far worse than cutting off one. Everyone knows this truth, but at least the few people in front of you cannot be in full condition, otherwise no one can bear it. Moreover, the longer Zhou Jin delays, the greater the effect of the poison will be after it is distributed. Zhou Jin, who deeply understands this truth, can only make the opposite Yanhou happy.
After a while, Yanhou, who had been unable to take down Zhou Jin for a long time, started to get anxious. With so many people watching, if he couldn't even take down a kid, he would still have to meet people. Immediately, the skills started to work, and the barbarian martial arts moves forced Zhou Jin to release his energy and blood. The energy clashed, and Zhou Jin spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant. He is such a cheater. Are all the barbarians as strong as him?
There was no other way. In such a situation, Zhou Jin had no choice but to use his fighting spirit. If he didn't, he was afraid that the opponent would be killed by his next move. Looking at Zhou Jin who was blessed with fighting spirit in front of him, Yanhou immediately became happy, and he was still hiding his feelings.
However, Zhou Jin, who was full of fighting spirit, actually had the upper hand when fighting against him who was fighting with all his strength. How could Yanhou endure such a situation in full public view? Even if he doesn't want to, Yanhou has no choice at this moment. Although there will be a time limit after using the innate combat skills, Yanhou is still willing to choose to use them rather than let the friends who grew up with his naked butt laugh at him. Talented combat skills.
Feeling the change in the pressure on the opponent, Zhou Jin secretly complained in his heart, Damn, he always uses his natural combat skills to bully others, why should we continue to fight this battle? In desperation, Zhou Jin had to raise his fighting spirit again and again, and then staged the supreme, secret, and heroic journey of Emperor Domination for a thousand years.
Got it? Yanhou looked at the crumbling kid opposite, with disbelief on his face? He actually took over my natural combat skills? Several people chatting on the side were also awakened by the remaining energy of the exchange, and then they all looked at the battlefield here. "Monkey? Did you use your natural combat skills?" The somewhat confused Yanhou nodded subconsciously.
"He actually inherited my gifted combat skills?" Several people who heard this turned their eyes to Zhou Jin, who was on the verge of collapse. "It seems that we have met a great kid." After looking up and down, Yan Bao'er said: "Skinny man, go ahead and catch as many alive as possible." "Yes, Brother Bao'er."
"You kid, let's catch him without mercy. I'm not as gentle as you, Brother Monkey." After hearing this, Zhou Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. This brat, he was too pushy. Suddenly a wave of pressure came over him, and Zhou Jin was forced to choose the most direct way to tell him that the young master was not a vegetarian.
Seeing the sudden change in Zhou Jin's pressure, the thin man instantly became more vigilant. His wild energy was flowing around him, and he was able to master the highest secrets of tribal martial arts. However, the Pluto's Seal of Life and Death in the Pluto Art is so easy to pick up. Even if there is no true energy and it cannot show its due power, but with the blessing of Zhou Jin's fighting spirit, the power is no less powerful.
Yanmu, who was caught off guard, spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was much worse than Yanhou who had unleashed his innate combat skills before. At most, Yanhou felt a little weak after releasing his innate combat skills, but Yanmu, at first glance, was seriously injured. Such a situation is beyond everyone's imagination.
After being stunned, Yan Baoer was struck by a burst of sword light. Zhou Jin, who was caught off guard, blocked the sword and instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The previous battle consumed too much physical energy. The key was that the use of the Pluto Technique almost drained Zhou Jin of the wild energy.
Slowly getting up and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Jin's eyes froze. Damn it, you are forcing me to do this. I want you to regret setting foot on this battlefield today.
