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Chapter 483: The Awakening of Not Being a Beast or a Horse

"Damn Liu Jiaer, he has so many storage bags, but he didn't give me one or two."

Xiao Jingfeng, wearing a golden crown and a brocade robe, cursed at the yellow sand. He was in a bad mood.

The Xiao family of Weinan City is one of the most prominent aristocratic families. As the eldest son of the Xiao family, he naturally has the confidence to curse Liu Fengji.

This time he fought as a member of the Jueguang Sect, following the Grandmaster to fight against powerful wizards, but was accidentally lost in the melee.

He has been trapped here for a long time. It is a maze surrounded by witch flags and it is difficult to find a way out.

Fortunately, as a child of a wealthy family, he has no shortage of supplies.

The only thing that made him angry was that pockets used for storage were no longer a secret among aristocratic families, but he thought that the Xiao family did not have any.

As a result, after the animals were lost in the melee, supplies had to be carried on people's backs.

Of course, Xiao Jingfeng comes from a noble family. As the master, he shoulders important responsibilities and it is impossible for him to condescend to do hard labor.

Behind him, warriors were carrying heavy bags and wooden boxes, and following him grunting.

A strong warrior can carry a load of several hundred kilograms, and his qi and blood can even reach the level of a thousand kilograms. As for a martial artist, he can lift a weight of tens of thousands of kilograms to a height of ten floors in one breath without blushing or getting nervous.

Having said that, warriors have their own pride and generally do not want to be reduced to hard labor.

Except for special circumstances...

As the eldest son of an aristocratic family, Xiao Jingfeng would, as long as he opened his mouth, almost all the warriors he met would be willing to "help" him.

Then a series of warriors followed behind him, carrying huge amounts of supplies for him.

Xiao Jingfeng was still not satisfied. If he had a storage pocket, why would he need to go through so much trouble?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but resent Liu Fengji and the Liu family for withholding the treasure and not sharing it with other families.

"..."

Xiao Jingfeng came back to his senses and heard a conversation.

It turned out that at the end of the team, a strange martial artist stopped a warrior carrying a water jar and asked something.

The strange martial artist was Zhou You. After breaking the witch flag, he broke into this area and saw a strange sight.

It is such a waste to have so many warriors working as laborers, carrying food, water and other daily necessities.

"It's nothing important."

The warrior carrying the water tank explained, "Young Master Xiao's rewards are generous, and there are many opportunities to make meritorious deeds by following him."

The other warriors also nodded in agreement.

Zhou You was amazed and said that he had broadened his horizons. After asking a few questions, he turned around and was about to leave.

"stop!"

Xiao Jingfeng suddenly shouted, pointing at Zhou You, "Come here and move the things."

"Who? Me?"

The warriors in front of him turned around and looked at Zhou You in unison. Xiao Jingfeng at the end of the team pointed directly at him.

Zhou You burst out laughing. It is impossible for him to work. He will never work in his entire life.

He practiced boxing and martial arts because he didn't want to work for others, so why is he regressing instead?
"I see you have hands and feet, so move the things yourself and don't bother others."

Zhou You shook his head. "I have something else to do. Goodbye."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp gust of wind blew in his face, and Zhou You knocked him to the ground with his stick, with half of the sharp blade stuck in the soil.

The atmosphere became tense.

The warriors put down the supplies they were carrying one after another. Xiao Jingfeng had taken action, and they could not stay out of it.

Including the warrior who had just talked with Zhou You, he also put the large vat aside and moved the qi and blood in his shoulders and knees.

"You refuse to move. Who do you think you are? Do you think you are qualified to talk back?" Xiao Jingfeng sneered and pointed at the warriors around him. "Believe it or not, I don't even need to do anything. I just need to give an order and these people will do whatever it takes to take you down."

"hehe!"

Zhou You laid the stick flat, with the iron tip pointed forward, "Come and you will die."

A strong wind blew, and dust filled the sky, making the surroundings dark and yellow, making it impossible to distinguish the sun from the sky.

There were continuous muffled sounds of "Puff, Puchi". Zhou You was moving back and forth with a gun. The earth was stained with blood and there were bursts of cold light.

There were quite a few strong fighters among these warriors. They surrounded Zhou You and displayed their unique skills, causing the ground to sink and rise continuously.

However, facing Zhou You, a genius of Tianjiao level, no matter how many people there are, it will be in vain.

It's not that Zhou You looks down on them. It's easy to bend the waist, but it's very difficult to straighten it. Anyone who is willing to lower his face to do hard labor will not have any skills.

Zhou You was able to handle the siege with ease. He saw the right opportunity and fired his gun. Several weapons flew out of their hands, and everyone's knuckles were cracked.

He spun like a windmill, cut the throat with the tip of the gun, and easily killed a group of people.

He heard something moving beside his ear, and suddenly raised his foot and stomped down. A warrior who had jumped to his feet was stepped on in the chest. His eyeballs bulged out of their sockets and fell out, and he died on the spot.

Boom! The wooden stick hit a man's head vertically, splitting his head in half.

"Somewhat capable."

Xiao Jingfeng watched his men being killed one after another and had no intention of intervening.

For him, joining forces with the untouchables to fight the enemy was undoubtedly a tolerable act.

Suddenly, a martial artist kicked the water jar into pieces, inserted his palms into the water, rolled them into a blue ball and pushed it in front of Zhou You.

A shot pierced the sphere, and frost spread from the dagger to his eyes, making Zhou You's fingertips numb.

"Boxing skills with attributes are also considered a rare species."

The Seven-Step Poison Sand Palm practiced by Ma Jia Lu Zhigang, like this boxing skill, is a rare boxing skill with special attributes.

Zhou You mobilized his blood and energy to rush towards the double frost, driving the iron spear forward and stabbing into the chest of the martial artist who had made the attack.

It doesn't matter whether it has attributes or not. What is truly powerful is the person, not the boxing skills.

After a moment, Zhou You stabbed the last person, and the body fell to the ground. Among the corpses stood Xiao Jingfeng.

"You are so cruel. If these people die, who will carry your things for you?"

Xiao Jingfeng smiled and waved his hands, "There are plenty of people, just go find them. In the name of my Xiao family, there are plenty of warriors willing to serve."

"You killed my cattle and horses, so you can take my place!"

"I see that you are wild and hard to tame. You need to be beaten into submission before you obey me. Get ready to take on me!"

He took out a sword from his horse's back. It was as wide as a palm and as long as two arms, and the sword spine was as thick and heavy as a mountain.

The swordsmanship of the Jueguang Sect is the best in the north and is famous throughout the world.

The history of swords is also very old, dating back to ancient times.

Generally speaking, few warriors use swords because the sword's lethality is always unsatisfactory. Apart from being light to carry, it has no other advantages. It is not as good as a knife for chopping people, and not as good as a gun for stabbing.

However, since its inception, swords have occupied a very important position in rituals, sacrifices, and other aspects.

The most common and popular weapon among aristocratic families is swords. It is almost common sense for nobles to wear swords and jade.

Over time, the weapons methods of the family's boxing skills were filled with various sword techniques, and countless heroes and geniuses studied them painstakingly, which eventually led to the fame of the Jueguang Sect's sword technique.

"This sword is called 'Qingfeng'. It is a heavy sword with a light blade, specially designed to kill stubborn enemies."

Xiao Jingfeng glanced at the iron spear in Zhou You's hand, "In less than three rounds, I will break your weapon and cut the tendons of your hands and feet, so that you can only crawl on all fours from now on."

(End of this chapter)