"His movement speed is very fast, but I can't feel any strong aura-qi fluctuations," Ah Hu's ears twitched as he asked curiously, "Is it some kind of special movement technique? What a strange martial art. "
Xu Fei said, "It is very likely that it is not completely the same as the martial legacies of our Eight Extremities World."
Yan Zhaoge was also listening attentively to the newcomer's movements, "It is not strange. After all, it is two different worlds. Actually, as compared to the differences in martial arts, I am more concerned about how different the language here is from ours."
"After all, even in the Eight Extremities World, the dialects of different places are also very different. If we do not use the common language, only using their own dialects, it would be very hard for people of different places to understand what the other is saying."
Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips, "Wanting to find someone to understand the situation of this world, but if there is a language barrier, that would be awkward."
Ah Hu asked, "Young Master, how about you not show yourselves first? I will interact with the people here."
"We currently have no idea how strong the other party is, and it is very hard for us to judge. There might even be some strange arts that we do not know of."
Having always been by Yan Zhaoge's side, other than being a retainer, Ah Hu had also been Yan Zhaoge's bodyguard for a very long time.
While Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base was higher now, Ah Hu's way of thinking was still with Yan Zhaoge's safety as his number one priority.
While he was usually mischievous and mischievous, when he was serious, he was still extremely reliable and responsible.
In a brand new world, everything was foreign, unknown, and even dangerous.
At this time, as a retainer, Ah Hu's heart was already completely taut.
Yan Zhaoge waved his hands, "If there really is a danger that even so many people cannot deal with, you alone would be no different from sending yourself to your death."
"Relax a little. While we are unable to judge the strength of the newcomer now, it should also not be too high."
"Comprehending one art, comprehending all arts. The great dao of the world, all arts converge to their origins. While there are differences, the higher one goes, the more they tend to be the same." Yan Zhaoge gazed into the distance, "Just like us and the Flame Devils, a Martial Saint and a Flame Devil King standing before you, the feeling they give you is completely different from that of a Martial Grandmaster or a Great Flame Devil."
"Unless the other party has the intention, it is possible for you to misjudge the difference between an Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster and an Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster, but you will definitely be able to clearly distinguish between a Martial Saint and a Martial Grandmaster."
Yan Zhaoge and the others temporarily concealed themselves within the dense forest. Very quickly, a figure flickered, appearing before them.
It was a tall, middle-aged man with bronze skin, round eyes, and a rough face.
His body seemed to contain an explosive power that was extremely powerful. His eyes, in particular, shot out divine light in all directions and were abnormally sharp.
Yan Zhaoge nodded to himself, "At the very least, he looks like a human on the outside, no different from us. He's not a mutant."
Just as he was observing, he saw the burly man's eyes flash as he looked in Ying Longtu's direction.
The people in the dense forest all frowned.
Ying Longtu's cultivation base was the lowest among all of them, but he possessed the Celestial Dipper Physique, which allowed him to control his Qi and blood freely. His mind was clear and flawless. If he focused on hiding, it would be very difficult for others to detect his presence.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "Is it that this person has concealed himself deeply, his strength higher than I thought, or is it that due to some special reason, his sensory abilities are extremely powerful?"
Then, after glancing at the place where Ying Longtu was concealed, that burly man's gaze turned to where Feng Yunsheng was.
Yan Zhaoge coughed lightly, appearing.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge, that burly man's expression was filled with wariness and wariness as he no longer looked in the direction of Feng Yunsheng and Ying Longtu, instead staring straight at Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge spread his hands apart, first asking, "How do I address you?"
He first used the common language of the Eight Extremities World.
This was not nonsense, instead being the common language of the Eight Extremities World, having been developed from the civilisations of pre-Great Calamity times, being the most systematic and also closest to the civilisation of pre-Great Calamity times.
In terms of pronunciation, he was also trying his best to get closer to that of ancient times.
While there would still be some differences if Yan Zhaoge were to evaluate it, it was not due to luck that this language had become the current mainstream of the Eight Extremities World.
If the world before them also inherited the civilisation of pre-Great Calamity times, there should be some similarities between them.
In the end, that burly man did not react in the slightest as his gaze was slightly vacant, his expression even more vigilant.
He clearly looked like he didn't understand at all.
Frowning, Yan Zhaoge pondered for a moment before repeating, "How do I address you?"
This time, Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu and the others felt it to be unfamiliar, not being easy to understand.
The language that Yan Zhaoge used this time was the common language of pre-Great Calamity times.
For example, compared to the current language of the Eight Extremities World, it was like the difference between classical and vernacular. Some words had the same meaning, but without having studied them systematically, it would be very hard for one to understand their complete meaning.
This was what it meant to be able to recognise each word individually, but unable to understand them when put together.
According to Yan Zhaoge's guess, the martial legacy that his mother cultivated in was a relatively complete version of the martial arts of pre-Great Calamity times. Therefore, the language that she used was likely not lost through the generations, being the common language of pre-Great Calamity times.
This time, that burly man seemed to have a slight reaction. Even as he was vigilant, he looked at Yan Zhaoge inexplicably.
Yan Zhaoge felt rather helpless under that gaze. The other party seemed to be asking.
Do you even know how to speak properly?
Carefully observing him, Yan Zhaoge felt that this person's attitude towards the language of pre-Great Calamity times was like that of Xu Fei, Feng Yunsheng and the others.
"This way, the greatest possibility is that the language here is the same as that of the Eight Extremities World, also originating from the civilisation of pre-Great Calamity times. However, it has its own unique development, being completely different from the current language of the Eight Extremities World."
Yan Zhaoge gradually came to a realisation.
It was just that while he understood, it still gave Yan Zhaoge a bit of a headache.
With the language barrier, the word 'awkward' was placed right in front of him.
"Anyway, they all evolved from the language of pre-Great Calamity times. If he says a few more words, I might be able to understand the gist of it." Yan Zhaoge sighed, "If it really doesn't work, I'll even use sign language, even though it looks a little embarrassing."
As he thought this, Yan Zhaoge said a few more words in the ancient language of pre-Great Calamity times.
That burly man stared at Yan Zhaoge blankly and warily.
Back then, in order to understand the current civilisation of the Eight Extremities World, Yan Zhaoge had browsed through many books, understanding many different languages.
Now, Yan Zhaoge unleashed his knowledge of languages to the maximum. It was not just the ancient language, but also the various dialects currently circulating in the Eight Extremities World that were different from the common vernacular, yet had all been derived from the ancient language.
With each word, he observed that burly man's reaction.
Feng Yunsheng and the others stared wide-eyed and tongue-tied at this scene, only feeling that Yan Zhaoge had refreshed their understanding of the world once more.
Ah Hu swallowed his saliva, sending via sound transmission with his aura-qi, "Young Master, you're so impressive …"
Yan Zhaoge sent via sound transmission, "Do you think I'm willing to go through so much trouble? With a language barrier, even if I capture him and want to interrogate him, it won't work ah. I first have to ascertain what language it is, such that he can understand me, and I can also understand him. "
As he said this, he saw that the burly man still had a blank yet wary look on his face, at the same time growing more and more irritable.
Just as Yan Zhaoge was about to switch to another dialect, that burly man grew impatient as, with a low roar, he lunged over!
"That's not good, is it …" Yan Zhaoge rolled his eyes. (To be continued.)
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