An ancient city stood at the end of the wilderness. No one knew how long it had been there, like a sleeping giant.
A figure covered with mud and grass walked slowly with a sword in his left hand.
When others passed by, they looked at him with disdain, as if he was a stinky beggar. However, that was not the case. There was no stench at all. It was just that the muddy water was splashed by the rainstorm. It could be cleaned.
However, there was no water for the time being, so there was no way to clean it.
It was Chen Zong!
In the wilderness, Chen Zong stopped and walked for a few days before he finally walked out. He arrived in front of a city and prepared to enter the city to rest and reorganize. After all, he had already finished all the dry rations he had brought with him. This ordinary body needed to eat to ensure its strength and survival.
He did not encounter any obstacles when he entered the city. However, after entering the city, Chen Zong's appearance inevitably attracted many people's attention.
As he walked, Chen Zong stopped because he heard shouts full of Jianghu aura. When he saw the crowd crowded in a circle, he walked over curiously and was stunned.
It was a bare-chested man with bulging muscles that looked like they had been tempered a hundred times. His expression was solemn as he circulated his energy. His muscles bulged as if they were filled with explosive power.
After he finished exerting his strength, he exhaled and shouted. He suddenly stretched his arms forward and grabbed a stone that was half a man's height. His eyes were wide open, his muscles bulged, and his blue veins bulged like snakes. They seemed to be slithering.
"Ha!"
With a loud shout, the man squatted down and stabilized his lower body. He immediately picked up the big stone and lifted it over his head.
"Amazing."
"That stone must weigh two or three hundred pounds. He lifted it up in one go."
"He is indeed a warrior."
The surrounding audience was amazed. They seemed to be shocked by the man's ability to lift a stone that weighed two or three hundred pounds. In Chen Zong's eyes, it was an incredible thing.
Two or three hundred pounds!
What was that?
"Is there no such thing as cultivation in this world?" Chen Zong could not help guessing.
If that was the case, then with the strength of this body, he would not be in any danger.
Chen Zong was worried that he had no cultivation. If he encountered a master with cultivation, it was hard to say whether he could defeat him.
Now it seemed that his worry was unnecessary.
Of course, Chen Zong was not sure. After all, his understanding of this world was very shallow.
After a few more glances, the man lifted the big knife in the corner and performed a set of knife skills. The knife skills looked amazing, but in Chen Zong's eyes, they were crude. Even so, the audience screamed and exclaimed.... Because of this, he was rewarded.............
. But Chen Zong did not know why......
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"What's going on?" Chen Zong was confused. ........
Hungry!
Chen Zong had not eaten for a whole day. No matter what the world was like, he had to find something to fill his stomach first. Coincidentally, there was a restaurant not far away.
"Where did this beggar come from?" A man in luxurious clothes scolded disdainfully at a table near the window.
"This is … an ascetic warrior." Another man at the table hesitated. He was not very sure.
"Warrior … So what if he is a warrior? No matter how good he is, he has to kneel down obediently if I throw money at him." The man in luxurious clothes laughed disdainfully.
In this era, there was no such thing as extraordinary strength. Warriors were just a group of people who trained their bodies and honed their martial arts. They had superior strength, speed, and skills compared to ordinary people. They had extraordinary strength and could fight one against two, ten, or even more people.
However, even the legendary strongest warrior who could fight against a thousand people, the super existence known as the Martial Saint, could not escape the limitations of mortals. He would still die of old age, and he would still need to eat three meals a day and sleep late at night.
In the end, warriors were just a group of ordinary people who pursued personal strength.
In this era, almost all warriors had become the guards of those families or rich businessmen. Although the names were different, the essence was the same.
Even though the Warrior Sage in this country seemed to have a high status, in the end, he still worked for the country.
In the eyes of ordinary people, powerful warriors had extraordinary strength and were superior. But in the eyes of those rich families, warriors were high-level fighters.
"You … Come here and perform. If I'm satisfied, I'll give you some money." The young man in luxurious clothes seemed to want to show off his superiority. He picked up a piece of fruit on the table and threw it out the window, throwing it at Chen Zong.
Chen Zong seemed to have seen it coming and dodged it casually.
"You seem to have some skills. Come, perform well for me. If you perform well, I'll give you a big reward." The young man in luxurious clothes seemed to be interested. He shouted at Chen Zong again. His voice was very loud and attracted many people's attention.
"That's the second son of the Liu family. He's going to tease those warriors again."
"The second son of the Liu family has a high status. It's an honor to be teased by him."
Chen Zong raised his head and saw a young man dressed in luxurious clothes. He had a greasy face, but he was looking down at him with a condescending attitude, as if he was high and mighty and full of superiority.
Chen Zong was disgusted by that look. A ray of cold light shot out from his eyes, like a sharp sword piercing through the air and shooting at everything.
The second son of the Liu family was stunned, as if his eyes were pierced. He screamed and leaned back, knocking over the wine on the table.
After that, he realized that his reaction was extremely embarrassing and he'd lost a great deal of face, and he instantly became extremely irritated and furious.
"You … Kneel down and beg for mercy. Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead." The second son of the Liu family suddenly stood up and leaned his upper body out of the window. He pointed at Chen Zong angrily, spitting saliva. His face was full of killing intent.
Although he had never killed anyone with his own hands, he had ordered his men to kill many people.
Outside the restaurant, the people who had been attracted to watch suddenly changed their expressions and retreated, fearing that they would be implicated.
"You're courting death!" Chen Zong was suddenly angry, and a trace of killing intent spread out from the depths of his heart.
Since when did an ordinary person without any cultivation dare to talk to him like that?
"How dare you disobey the Young Master." A loud shout like rolling thunder sounded. Suddenly, a tall and strong figure jumped out of the wide window and fell heavily like a big stone. He went straight for Chen Zong. His momentum was amazing, as if he was going to crush Chen Zong into a meat pie.
The momentum was very oppressive, and a flash of knife light appeared. Chen Zong's feet slipped as if he was sliding on ice, and he easily avoided the opponent's attack.
"Liu Er, break his legs and drag him in front of me to kowtow and apologize," the second son of the Liu family suddenly shouted.
The burly man with the broadsword in his hand was his bodyguard, Liu Er, a warrior trained by the Liu family. He was born with an astonishingly strong body and could lift a 200-pound object with a single arm. After practicing martial arts, his strength was astonishing. He once killed a sturdy water buffalo with a single punch.
Liu Er's eyes were like copper bells. He was fierce and murderous. He fought for the second son of the Liu family and killed many people he disliked.
"Okay." Liu Er's voice sounded like a muffled thunder. Immediately, his thick and solid legs took a step forward. Like a wild bull, he charged forward. The large blade in his hand that weighed over fifteen kilograms brought about an extremely frightening whistling wind. The blade glow was incomparably dazzling as it fiercely chopped down. It was as if the blade was going to split apart a mountain.
The people in the distance were even more frightened.
Liu Er was a famous warrior in the city.
That ascetic warrior was doomed. This time, he would be miserable.
His legs would be broken, and he would be dragged to the second son of the Liu family to beg for mercy. He would be severely humiliated and then tortured to death.
Thinking about the past, those who knew could not help but turn pale. Some timid people had already closed their eyes and did not dare to watch.
"Isn't that Liu Huan's guard?"
Not far away, someone was sitting by the window of another restaurant. He was attracted by the sound and looked over. He was stunned.
"Liu Huan ordered his guard to kill again. That's all he has."
The knife looked very shocking, at least in the eyes of the people around.
However, in Chen Zong's eyes, the knife was nothing. Although the speed was not slow and the power was strong, it was crude. At least in the eyes of Chen Zong, who was in a high realm, it was full of loopholes.
Chen Zong did not move. In the eyes of others, he was scared out of his wits and could not react at all. The second son of the Liu family could not help but show a cruel smile. He was already thinking about how to torture this ascetic warrior who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. He dared to disobey and offend him.
A ferocious look appeared on Liu Er's face. He was extremely ruthless.
Just as the blade light fell, an extremely sharp sword light suddenly lit up, but it was too fast, extremely fast, like a stream of light flashing across the sky, disappearing without a trace in an instant.
Even a warrior as powerful as Liu Er felt like it was an illusion, not to mention other ordinary people. They could only vaguely catch a glimpse of a stream of light before disappearing.
However, Liu Er's knife paused for a moment before it fell limply in front of Chen Zong. Chen Zong's expression did not change. He was unscathed. However, there was a bloody hole in between Liu Er's eyebrows. Blood mixed with brain matter was flowing out.
Chen Zong took a light step forward, and Liu Er's eyes widened in disbelief as he fell forward. His strong body smashed into the hard ground, and as if a drum had been struck, dust flew everywhere. Everyone felt the ground shake, and their minds went blank.
"What happened?"
"I don't know. I think there was only one light."
"Dead … He's dead. Liu Er is dead …"
The people around were horrified and shocked.
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