(Every little bit of support is very important to Skeleton. Go go go!)
"Don't waste your energy, you are the only one who can see me. Damn it, I can't remember who the hell locked me up in here, hiss … Hall of Valhalla, I can't remember. Anyway, the fact that you are able to activate this Confinement Formation means that we are fated to meet." The middle-aged man seemed to be struggling, his memory was intermittent, but it was obvious that he was a simple-minded person who wouldn't be bothered by such a trivial matter.
"Activate?"
"That's right, the genes in your blood are pure."
Wang Tong was amused, "So my genes are excellent then? Haha, I knew I was not an ordinary person!"
"Bullsh * t, it only means that all eight generations of your ancestors were poor, no matter what era it is. Everyone who has a bit of money will have their genes adjusted."
Once again, the middle-aged man's "stick" crushed Wang Tong's self-satisfaction.
Wang Tong curled his lips, "I don't even have parents, let alone eight generations of my ancestors."
The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "Ahem, forget it, all I have to do is teach you a few moves, and you will be able to dominate the world. Oh right, what year is it now?"
"Year 2565, we are in a mine on Planet Norton in the Centaurus Constellation, surrounded by Zergs."
"Year 2565, I can't remember, what's so scary about a bunch of insects, we can just kill our way out, even an army of millions of Zergs will be nothing to us, I … I … I can't remember …" The middle-aged man's expression kept changing between a master and a fool, and Wang Tong felt like banging his head against a wall.
"Mister, can you pinch another ant to death?" Wang Tong asked.
Boom …
The middle-aged man seemed to have exploded something in the light, forming a hurricane. But the problem was that the force of the explosion couldn't penetrate the barrier.
After a few attempts, the middle-aged man gave up, "Hey kid, let's make a deal, I'll teach you Kung Fu, and you will bring me to the Hall of Valhalla. I vaguely remember that I am related to the Hall of Valhalla, maybe it was those idiots who locked me up here!"
"Uncle, uncle, do you know what kind of place the War God Temple is?" Wang Tong looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot. Even a three-year-old kid would know that the Hall of Valhalla was left behind by the Blade Warrior, and it was a god-like place where immortality and invincibility were taught. Unfortunately, the real Hall of Valhalla was located in an ethereal subspace, and only the descendants of General Li Feng could enter it.
But to be honest, although he couldn't feel the attack, looking at the middle-aged man's mental storm, he should be an expert, even if he didn't understand the level.
"Who cares? This deal is very good for you. Once you find the War God Temple, you will complete the mission, and I will teach you a cultivation technique as a reward. How about it?"
The middle-aged man seemed determined to teach Wang Tong.
Wang Tong thought for a while and asked, "Why do you always want to teach me tactics? Do you really want to take me as your disciple, or are you plotting something?"
Beware of sweet words and dark worlds.
This was another wise saying of the old man. Every time the old man was cheated of all his money, he would sigh with emotion.
"Yeah, why am I like this?" The middle-aged man was confused as well, as if it wasn't his intention, but something else was driving him to do it.
Soon, the middle-aged man recovered and said, "Whatever the reason, what kind of crappy cultivation technique are you practicing? You had to set up a trap to deal with a low-level Zerg, and you even made yourself look like a fool. You are a disgrace to all human warriors. Back in the old days..."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and stopped thinking about it.
"Tactics of the Blade." Wang Tong said matter-of-factly. His sixteen nodes Tactics of the Blade was much stronger than the ordinary eight nodes.
"Tactics of the Blade?" The middle-aged man pointed at Wang Tong in shock, and then he burst into hysterical laughter. "Hahaha, if that's the Tactics of the Blade, then I'm the Blade Warrior!"
"It's indeed called the Tactics of the Blade, and it's the most popular cultivation technique of the eighth brain region among us humans. It can be used by anyone regardless of whether they've enlightened their Acupores or not. Besides, I'm not the only one who calls it that. Besides, most people only have eight nodes, but I have sixteen nodes."
Wang Tong said angrily. He respected the old man, but he didn't see any real skills from him.
"Hmph." The middle-aged man stared at Wang Tong as if he was trying to see through him. Wang Tong's Tactics of the Blade seemed to be transparent in his eyes.
"Interesting, I can't believe you've simplified the Tactics of the Blade to this extent. I wonder how powerful the Blade Warrior would feel if he knew that his invincible Tactics of the Blade had been reduced to a street stall's trash. Time is a scary thing. Kid, do you want to learn the real Tactics of the Blade?"
"Yes!" Wang Tong nodded without hesitation. Of course, if this was the Tactics of the Blade Warrior who had dominated the world, anyone would want to believe it. The Blade Warrior was the eternal legend of mankind, and it was because of him that the powerful Zergs were annihilated. Some people even said that the Blade Warrior was actually the incarnation of God, and the power he used was completely different from the technology of this era.
But how could such a good thing happen?
"What's the condition?" Wang Tong knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
The middle-aged man sighed, "I don't have any conditions. If I want to leave this damned place, I'll have to let you leave this damned place. With your current strength, you'll die if you go out. If you die, I'll have to stay in this muddle-headed prison, never to see the light of day again. Forget it, let me go out first.
"No problem!" Wang Tong nodded, "But, I have a question, but I'm not sure if I should ask."
"Bullsh * t, you're a man, don't be so wishy-washy."
"Are you a scoundrel?" Wang Tong asked tentatively.
The atmosphere was a little awkward …
"Roar …"
"I'm an Einherjar, a famous and respected Einherjar, how could I be a scoundrel? If you dare question my character again, I'll beat you to a pulp!"
The middle-aged man in the light roared hysterically.
Wang Tong shrugged. Even if he wasn't a scoundrel, he was close to one. Wang Tong could tell that this man was not a bad person.
"Ok, do you want to be my disciple? Let's start now."
"I'll teach you Kung Fu, you don't have to be my disciple, and you'll have to help me out in the future. We'll be even."
"Whatever, let's start." Wang Tong was eager to get stronger, and he couldn't wait.
"Very well, the source of power for us humans is EMF. As long as we're strong enough, we'll have the power of God, and the Tactics of the Blade is the best way to train EMF."
"Are you a Blade Warrior? I don't think so, or I'll be sad. "
"Of course I'm not!"
"Then why do you know the Tactics of the Blade? Are you kidding me? Besides, if the Tactics of the Blade is the best in the world, why are you trapped here?"
Wang Tong's questions were like a barrage of bullets, but he was still a little suspicious.
"F * ck, you're really careful, kid. This is indeed the Blade Technique, but I don't practice the Blade Technique. The reason I'm telling you is because this damned formation is forcing me to do it, and the Blade Technique is on it. If I don't do it, the formation will make me very unhappy. What do you think I should do?"
"Oh, why didn't you say so earlier? I'm a bachelor anyway, and I'm in a desperate situation, so I'll give you a nickname. Since you said you're an Einherjar, but you can't prove it, I'll just call you Einherjar Wannabe."
"What do you mean by Einherjar Wannabe? I'm Einherjar!"
"Don't pester me. An Einherjar needs to be a magnanimous Einherjar. If you don't even have this much magnanimity, how can you be called an Einherjar?" Wang Tong was very experienced in dealing with people like Einherjar Wannabe.
"Kiddo, the Tactics of the Blade is known as the best in the world, and I'm afraid no one has ever practiced it since the creation of the Blade Warrior. I don't know why it's here, but I've seen it before, and I've never seen anything as difficult as this. It's not the sixteen nodes you know, it's two hundred and fifty-six nodes, and it's all up to you if you can't even make one. I'm only here to teach you, and it's up to you how much you can learn.
"Haha, I told you I'm talented."
Einherjar Wannabe gave Wang Tong a disdainful look, then a human figure appeared in the light, and the dense red dots on it were the two hundred and fifty-six nodes of GN Force.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
