"There are not many starships in the sector, but there are. After all, there is more than one planet in the sector, and communication between planets is inevitable. It is said that the technology for these starships was provided by the outsiders. Usually, there are only two starships on a planet, and they are in the hands of the two largest tribes. For example, Dankwood Planet is in the hands of the Han Family and the Renlo Tribe. However, these two starships are rarely used, usually only during the Congregation, "Huang Baiyi explained patiently, seeing that Ye Chong did not seem to understand.
"Congregation?" Ye Chong did not understand the term either.
"You don't know about the Congregation?" Huang Baiyi looked at Ye Chong with a strange expression, "With your skills, how could you not participate in the Congregation? Did your teacher forbid you from participating? "
"I don't know," Ye Chong answered honestly, which made Huang Baiyi even more confused.
"Maybe your teacher doesn't want you to be distracted. You have a good teacher. " Huang Baiyi sighed, but seeing Ye Chong's confusion, he explained, "The Congregation is held once every five years on Risserd. The participants are the best of the best from each planet. It is the most important event in the free space zone. The Congregation has many exchange programs, but the main ones are combat, secret arts and alchemy. These three programs have the most targets, and each planet has 10 targets in each of these three programs. However, for a planet, 10 targets are too few. Every planet's internal selection was extremely intense, and countless people had died in it. Sigh, it's all an empty reputation! Your teacher has good taste, "Huang Baiyi shook his head and sighed.
"Have you participated in the Congregation?" Ye Chong was curious about this.
"Yes," Huang Baiyi answered honestly, "I've participated in three Congregation Assemblies in total, but I've never won the championship." His tone was calm, as if this was nothing out of the ordinary. However, Ye Chong could not help but admire him. If a small Wang Family Village could produce so many experts, then how many experts were there on a planet? To be able to pass the internal selection three times was enough to prove Huang Baiyi's strength.
However, he was not too surprised, and did not feel the excitement of a young man meeting a famous expert. Ever since he met Mu and Shang, he had seen countless experts. Be it Mech Pilots, Grandmasters of Combat, Alchemists, or even Mavericks, the endless stream of experts had made him realize that there would always be someone better than him in this world.
"How strong is the Wang family?" Ye Chong suddenly thought of a question.
"The Wang Family?" Huang Baiyi was obviously very familiar with all the different forces, "You mean the West Zither Sea's Wang Family? They used to be quite famous, but they moved to the seaside of Xiqin twenty years ago. I remember that there were signs of decline at that time. I don't know how they have developed in the past ten years. But a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. " Huang Baiyi tried his best to recall, and suddenly, he remembered something, "Oh right, there is a very famous expert in their clan. He is also a Jie expert, and I remember that he attended the Congregation before. If he wasn't dead yet, he should be around seventy or eighty years old. However, it seemed that he had violated some sort of taboo in their clan, and they had sealed their hands twenty years ago. Why are you asking about the Wang Clan? He's your teacher? "
Ye Chong shook his head. "No." The Wang Clan had such an expert. Fortunately, he did not intervene, or he would be in a much worse situation. He could not help but think of Rui Bing and the others, wondering how they were doing now.
Huang Baiyi was an experienced man, and understood Ye Chong's expression. "So you have a grudge against them. But with your skills, you shouldn't have been defeated by them, right? Did that old man make a move? Or did they have a new Jie expert? "
"They have the numbers," Ye Chong answered simply.
Huang Baiyi looked at Ye Chong like he was an idiot, "No way, your teacher did not tell you anything about the rules, and let you out just like that? You're even able to do something like challenging a dojo without any skill at all? "
Ye Chong was speechless. While he had a good conversation with Huang Baiyi, he did not want to expose his identity as an outsider.
"Sigh, let's not talk about this. Being trapped in this place, and unable to get out, it's meaningless. " Huang Baiyi soon realized that the conversation was getting further and further away from the main topic, but he was still in the mood, and did not intend to end the conversation, so he changed the topic, "What's your best combat skill?"
"Spear." After a long while, Ye Chong finally uttered these two words. It was a difficult question for him to choose. In terms of combat, be it muscle control, strength, speed, accuracy, or even hand-to-hand combat and close combat with daggers, he was very good at them. However, if he had to choose his best, it would be spear skills.
"You mean this?" Huang Baiyi's eyes fell on the wooden spear beside Ye Chong. Now that he had lost his mech, his weapon became one of the most important things he could rely on. Hence, the wooden spear was always with him.
"Yes," Ye Chong was a man of few words.
"Spear skills!" Huang Baiyi looked like he was reminiscing, "I remember there were a few experts who used spears, but they were not as common as swords." Seeing Ye Chong's gaze, he could not help but feel embarrassed, "Erm, you know, I'm just a mentalist, not a combat expert."
"However, I've discussed this issue with a true combat expert before. I remember what he said clearly. He said that no matter what kind of technique, no matter what kind of weapon, there are only a few core elements. Do you know what they are? "He asked Ye Chong with interest.
"Strength, speed, spirit," Ye Chong answered without hesitation. He thought for a moment, and added, "And the angle, the timing. Hmm, these two should be the position, the spatial position, the temporal position," Ye Chong said without hesitation. "Yes, the position!"
Huang Baiyi was stunned, speechless for a long while.
"What? Am I wrong? " Ye Chong looked at the strange expression on Huang Baiyi's face. He pondered for a full three minutes before he raised his head and said confidently, "I should be right."
"You're right." Huang Baiyi sighed, and looked at Ye Chong meaningfully, "You're 23 years old, and you're able to understand this. You have a bright future ahead of you."
Before Ye Chong could reply, he continued, "That senior told me the same thing back then. In combat, the use of the spirit is not as obvious as strength, speed or position. It will only manifest itself when you reach a higher level. I'm sure you've experienced this before. "
Ye Chong nodded without hesitation.
Huang Baiyi was excited. He finally found a topic that Ye Chong was interested in. Both of them began a heated discussion. Ye Chong and Huang Baiyi's understanding of the spirit was like the difference between a child and an adult. However, in terms of the other factors, their positions were swapped.
Soon, the friendship between the two of them rose rapidly. In Ye Chong's eyes, Huang Baiyi was full of research spirit, and that was to his liking. In fact, he did not know that in Huang Baiyi's eyes, the discussion was just to kill time. Now that he found something to kill time, Huang Baiyi was naturally excited.
No matter what, Huang Baiyi's mastery of the spirit was amazing to Ye Chong. He had never thought that the application of mental power could reach such an unimaginable level. Huang Baiyi's unfathomable strength soon won Ye Chong's respect. As far as he knew, strength was number one.
Ye Chong did not know that Huang Baiyi was far more surprised than Ye Chong. In his eyes, Ye Chong was a monster. His frail body contained immense strength, explosive strength, and reflexes were all terrifying. What moved him the most was Ye Chong's painstaking spirit. Since the first day he met Ye Chong, other than the time when they communicated, Ye Chong was either practicing or sitting there thinking.
There was no entertainment, and he never got tired of the boring practice. Huang Baiyi even saw Ye Chong repeating a simple movement tens of thousands of times. Every day, Ye Chong was drenched in sweat, as if he had just come out from a pool. No one would have thought that a Jie expert would practice such a simple movement, and tens of thousands of times at that.
Only then did Huang Baiyi realize that Ye Chong's prowess was all because of this self-harming method of training.
What surprised him even more was Ye Chong's incredible comprehension and thinking ability during their discussion.
What a scary guy!
However, the only thing that annoyed him was that Ye Chong refused to learn the secret arts no matter what. Ye Chong was very interested in the application of mental strength, but his focus was on how to deal with mentalists. Huang Baiyi could only smile wryly at this.
Soon, Huang Baiyi was shocked to find that he had almost become a sparring partner. His mental strength was strong, but his frail body could not compare to Ye Chong's inhuman body. After a few days, Ye Chong's back was sore, but Ye Chong was still lively and energetic.
It seemed that he was really getting old. Huang Baiyi could not help but feel the same way many times.
He did not hide anything. He was never stingy when it came to imparting knowledge, especially to a diligent young man like Ye Chong. Ten years of solitary life had long ago obliterated all the grudges and ambitions in his heart. Right now, he was not the least bit interested in all the disputes in the world.
"Life here is not bad," he thought, except for the loneliness.
He knew that Ye Chong would leave this place one day, and so he taught more diligently, even though Ye Chong was not a mentalist. That was probably his only regret. "The real secret arts of the Xi Feng Tribe are probably going to be lost forever," he thought sadly. Fortunately, he was more open-minded now, and not as stubborn as he was when he was young.
Ye Chong quickly noticed the change in Huang Baiyi, and he studied harder. He might not become a mentalist, but he could understand more about mental strength, and that would make his attacks stronger. More importantly, he could find a way to deal with mentalists.
When it came to improving his own strength, he was always very proactive.
He did not slack off in his training, but Ye Chong spent his days thinking about how to leave this dangerous forest.
He had already found a feasible plan.
There were only two directions here. One was to go down, through the canyon and into the Black Forest. The other was to climb up, and reach the peak. Ye Chong climbed to the peak, and the side of the peak facing the Black Forest was a steep cliff. The mountain range blocked the view of the Black Forest.
With a mech, everything would be easy. Unfortunately, Ye Chong only had a dagger. However, he still had a good idea.
Of course it was impossible to build a mech, but it was not impossible to build a simple glider. The height from the peak to the ground was about three to five thousand meters. As long as he was lucky and did not encounter any turbulence, there was a high chance of a safe landing. This plan was far better than entering the Black Forest again to try their luck.
As a basic knowledge of mech building, Ye Chong had a solid understanding of aerodynamics. A glider was an ancient thing, and Ye Chong had never seen one before. Therefore, he could only calculate, design and manufacture the glider based on the knowledge he had mastered.
In the next few days, Ye Chong spent more time thinking. Huang Baiyi did not know what Ye Chong was thinking, but he did not disturb him.
After that, Ye Chong went to the Black Forest, and came back with a thick round wood. Huang Baiyi's expression was one of wonder as he stared at the scrawny Ye Chong effortlessly carrying a thick log. The branches of the round wood had been cut off, and the cut surface was fresh.
"What are you doing?" Huang Baiyi asked, puzzled. He could not understand Ye Chong's strange behavior.
Ye Chong did not look up, and his hands did not stop moving. "Building a flying machine."
"A flying machine?" Huang Baiyi was confused. He had never seen a mech before, and had never learned aerodynamics. The only thing he had ever seen that could fly was a starship. However, he could not relate the round log to a starship.
Ye Chong's dagger was now the best tool. It was sharp, and could even cut through ironwood, not to mention this kind of wood. Ye Chong chose a tree called Sand Tree. It was sturdy and tough, and more importantly, the wood was uniform, which made it easier for him to calculate the center of gravity of the glider.
Without a photon processor, Ye Chong had to calculate with his brain.
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