God Simulator Chapter 268

  Nong Lei liked to fight since childhood.

  He has more enthusiasm for fighting than his peers.

  After finishing a small amount of farm work, the farmer will think about how to use the terrain environment, how to bluff, how to oppress the enemy, and how to use his flexible advantages.

  He made a wooden man imitating the human body and used it as an imaginary enemy to practice fighting.

  When I was young, this kind of thing would be sought after by many children.

  As we get older, there are fewer and fewer friends who fight. Everyone has time to dig the soil and farm, or go to the city to find a job to do, or even lie on the ridge to bask in the sun.

  Everyone said: "Nong Lei, you should wake up."

   "You couldn't get into the seminary, and you couldn't get into the city guard. Farm the land, save some money, marry a wife, stop thinking about it."

  Nong Lei has never passed the seminary exam.

  He was born sick with a constant cough and occasional tingling in the chest. Therefore, his father generally does not let him do heavy farm work, and only hopes that he can take good care of his body.

  So, Nong Lei is more free and relaxed than farm kids of the same age. He has a lot of time to run in the fields, practice boxing, and hone his fighting skills—at least he thinks so.

  Nong Lei aimed at Yanjiu, the master of martial arts.

  He firmly believed that he would become a martial artist, and then began to travel around the world, fighting all kinds of supernatural beings and monsters, and fighting for life and death.

  But the death of his father let the burden of reality fall on his shoulders.

  Nong Lei had to be busy in the field every day like other farmers. The heavy farm work made him think nothing of it for a long time.

  As others have said, all he can think about is saving more money, repairing the thatched hut that always leaks in rainy days, buying some wine with spare money, marrying a woman, and living like this.

  Only in his spare time, he would beat the wooden man again.

   This kind of happiness is simple and pure.

  As the labor intensity in the field continued to increase, the agricultural base began to frequently cough up blood. In order to treat the disease, he spent all his savings, but was told by the doctor that the disease is difficult to cure at present, and it may recur at any time.

  At this time, Crystal City began to recruit people, saying that they were looking for someone to take care of the rose garden.

  Nong Lei passed by with the wooden man on his back.

  In the new city, he starts all over again.

  Nong Lei fixes the wooden man outside the broken hut. He is never alone, because he is always fighting with the wooden man. In the eyes of many people, he is a weirdo.

  The first time he left the city, he was attacked by killing locusts.

  Nong Lei did not run away immediately, relying on a wooden stick he carried with him, he successfully killed six migratory locusts.

  The entire fighting process was rehearsed hundreds of times as early as when fighting wooden figures in the agricultural base. When he looked at the corpse of the bug under his feet, his body couldn't help shaking.

worth it.

   Years of practice are worth it.

  Nong Lei clenched his fists.

  His actions were immediately retaliated by the swarm of locusts. In the end, Nong Lei was seriously injured and died in Crystal City.

  After becoming a ghost warrior, Nong Lei took revenge on the locust swarm.

  After many years, Nong Lei has become a well-known locust killer in Crystal City. If anyone needs to pass through the locust-infested area, he will always want to hire him as a bodyguard.

  After killing the 10,000th killing migratory locust, Nong Lei let go of this grievance.

   It was pointless to continue killing. He was already too familiar with the locust swarm, and repeated monotonous battles could no longer bring him any progress.

  He needs a new opponent.

   So Nong Lei once again carried the wooden man on his back, and he went all the way to the gate of the Martial Arts Association in Yancheng. Now he can finally hold his head high, become a member of this place, and fulfill the promises he made in the past.

  The new era has come quietly, but many things have changed.

  Nong Lei once competed with a middle-aged martial artist in Crystal City.

  The opponent's strength is not bad, and it is very difficult for him to win.

   "You are strong."

  The warrior monk stopped and said: "You should become an armored soldier, put on the latest double city armor, and equip a sophisticated weapon, you will be much stronger than now."

  Nong Lei said that he wants to become a martial artist.

  Warrior Brother did not object, but asked him: "How can I kill a Transcendent?"

  Nong Lei thought carefully and said: "Set a trap and attack by surprise."

  The other party shook his head: "It's black roses."

   "The killer black rose is a forbidden weapon cultivated by the apostle Pinkman, and it is also the strongest extraordinary rose variety. As long as the killer mode is turned on, the black rose can instantly kill enemies within ten steps."

  The warrior monk grabbed a branch and pointed lightly at the farm base.

   "That's it, you're dead."

  Nong Lei was astonished: "Can't resist it?"

   "Don't think about competing with Black Rose for reaction speed."

The other party said with a serious face: "The killer black rose can find you when you stare at it. All you see is its shadow, but you can't judge its true location. It will accurately penetrate the target's heart or brain, and complete the task." One blow kills."

  The martial monk threw down the branch and laughed at himself: "No matter how strong a martial monk is, without sophisticated equipment, his body cannot resist the deadly attack of the black rose. This is the status quo."

   "The traditional path of martial monks has fallen far behind."

   "At least in this era, armored soldiers are the stronger path."

   "Young man, listen to people's advice and eat enough to eat, and go to be a soldier."

  Nong Lei just said: "I want to try."

  Compared to the Twin Cities at the center of the world, Crystal City is still far away, everything is still relatively slow, and many changes are delayed, so the huge changes of the times are still not visible.

   But after coming to Yancheng, the base camp of the martial monks, Nong Lei finally realized why the martial monks said that.

  An ordinary armored soldier can also fight evenly with the agricultural base. The opponent is only a twenty-year-old young man who has only held the armor for the first year.

  Young people rely on the latest twin city armor, tempered sword and hundred fold shield.

   Needless to say, the Shuangchengjia is famous, and it is itself synonymous with strong defense.

  The tempered sword is an excellent iron sword attached with fire elements, sharp and tough, and also comes with burning damage.

  The hundred-fold shield is forged from high-quality copper ingots, which has excellent resistance to blows, and is attached with earth elements, which can greatly reduce damage.

  The biggest reason for the popularity of these pieces of equipment among armored soldiers is the birth of steam furnaces, which greatly reduced the manpower required for forging and smelting, and only then did the batches of sophisticated equipment blow out.

  Nong Lei couldn't help being confused.

   Is it true that individual life-and-death extreme practice is meaningless?

  After a short period of doubt, he strengthened himself again.

   Absolutely not.

  Nong Lei's observations in Yancheng found that the armored soldiers here are indeed outstanding in combat power, but most of them do not have rich combat experience, and they can curb potential criminals and extraordinary people just by virtue of their reputation.

  They will be extremely vulnerable if they are caught in an encounter and cannot wear armor.

   In comparison, martial monks have no such worries at all.

  Because the martial monk path is to constantly challenge the limit, and regards being attacked and dangerous as a daily routine, and bare-handed is the fighting posture of a martial monk.

  The advantages and disadvantages of the two extraordinary paths have not changed.

   Armored soldiers are easy to train, the stronger the equipment, the stronger they are, and the weaker individual combat capabilities and encounters.

  The number of martial arts monks is small, they do not rely on props, and they have strong comprehensive abilities. However, when they are besieged, they will fall into danger because of their style of challenging the limit.

  Nowadays, the requirements for martial monks have become extremely loose. As long as you demonstrate your ability, you can register.

  After registering as a martial monk, Nong Lei walked out of the association's long-established gate. The dilapidation and desolation inside were even more serious than he had imagined.

  He was standing on the streets of Yancheng.

  The streets are full of citizens dressed in various costumes and chatting with each other.

   Armored soldiers held swords and shields, walked in neat steps, and patrolled the stone road.

   There were chirping sounds one after another in the city, and a layer of moist light white mist lingered on the street. It was the stoves that were working continuously, like the beating heart of the city.

  Nong Lei couldn't help thinking.

  If it was Mr. Shiohisa, what would he do?

   Can Fist of Flesh still compete with Man of Steel?

   Just as he was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded beside him.

   "Mr. Nong Lei, are you interested in participating in an event?"

   It was a tall and thin man who was speaking. He was wearing a bright and decent green coat, holding a silver cane, and wearing a wide-brimmed black hat with the brim of the hat completely concealing his appearance.

   "This event is called the "Budo Tournament". Only unarmed transcendents can participate, and transcendents from all over the world who meet the requirements will be invited. The final winner will receive a special reward from the gods. "

  Nong Lei was stunned: "Martial Arts Conference? Who are you?"

   "I'm just a messenger."

  The other party pressed the brim of his hat and said: "If you are interested, please prepare well these few days and recharge your batteries. The conference will start in a month. I hope you can have a good result."

   After saying that, he turned and left, and disappeared within a few steps.

  Nong Lei couldn't see how the opponent left at all.

   After a while, his heart became hot again.

  Warrior monks from all over the world gather together to decide who is the strongest.

   Just thinking about this made his fists itch, and his whole body was full of strength.

  I wish all the readers auspicious Year of the Rabbit and everything goes well~

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