Chapter 3 Linglong Heart
After going out, Du Ge was not in a hurry to find something to eat for Feng Jiu.
Whether it is the world outside the simulation field or the martial arts world in the simulation field, they are all unfamiliar to him, and he needs to collect more information.
Just now, when he fed blood and forced to defend the opponent, he clearly sensed Feng Jiu's nervousness.
Reminiscent of what Feng Jiu said before, he eliminated himself every minute. Duge guessed that there is a competitive relationship between the players in the simulation field, and the so-called civilian schools and elite schools should also be opposites.
Feng Jiu once expressed his disdain for the teacher in the civilian school who taught "don't reveal your key words".
But Doug believes that the teacher will not aim at the target indiscriminately.
In a competitive situation, it is true that you do not expose your keywords.
Just like Feng Jiu's gluttony, it is indeed a good keyword, but once someone deliberately targets him and cuts off his food, it means cutting off his growth.
Put yourself in Feng Jiu's shoes, and never leak key word information easily.
The best way to hide keywords is to kill yourself.
Seizing the house is a hidden thing. In such a short period of time, the numbers on the panel are disappearing rapidly, so there is only one possibility, and it is likely that they were killed by their own people...
So, Feng Jiu is definitely not cooperating with him sincerely.
The reason why he kept eating those hard-to-swallow straw mats should be because he wanted to recover his strength earlier than himself, and then eliminate himself!
Of course, Feng Jiu woke up before himself, so he could pretend to be a native to deceive himself.
But his injury at that time should not be much lighter than his own, and he had to rely on grass mats to heal his injuries. I am afraid that he would be powerless to eliminate himself.
Moreover, for a seriously wounded ship, the behavior of raw straw matting is too abnormal.
As he said, even the straw mats are eaten, such keywords are too easy to be judged.
Unable to know his key words, Feng Jiu probably thought that he had been exposed, so he thought of cooperating to paralyze himself and delay time...
The only thing he didn't expect was that he recovered faster than him.
"...Let's cooperate, brother will take you to fly..."
"...After I go out, I will find a way to transfer you to the Elite Academy..."
"Paralysis, lure... Heh, childish words!" Duge laughed, not hesitate to guess the other party with the greatest maliciousness, lacking key information, he knew that his speculation had a big loophole, but most of the information echoed the logic. The result can be derived, how can there be so many hundred percent in the world?
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The sun was shining brightly outside, and the air was exceptionally fresh. Duge greedily took a breath of fresh air, which is rare on earth, and felt more and more realistic about the simulation field.
If he only travels through time without encountering Feng Jiu, he will probably regard this place as a real world, and then take many detours.
This world is so real, it’s just like the Matrix.
Judging by Feng Jiu's attitude, he also didn't treat this place as a game, but treated it as a real world, which should be related to the alien battlefield he mentioned.
I just don’t know what the so-called Alien Battlefield is?
one way or another.
Traveling through time travel is much more enjoyable than those days on earth where you can see your head at a glance. Just time travel has given him a lot of surprises and excitement, and it is worth playing.
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Shangwuyuan is a long and narrow courtyard. The rooms of the same construction style are connected in two rows, which looks like a staff dormitory.
In this world, there are qualifications for practicing martial arts, and the qualifications of the training partner are slightly worse than that of the disciples. For example, Feng Qi, who was taken away by Du Ge, and Feng Jiu, both were children from poor families who were taken in by the Feng family since childhood. In Feng's family, if there is no future in martial arts training, it is doomed to have no future, and the treatment is a little bit better than that of family members.
At this time, there were several people wearing the same clothes as him in the yard, most of them had injuries, some had bandages on their arms, and some were on crutches...
Nobody had a smile on their face.
Seeing Duge passing by, they just looked up at him lazily, and didn't say much, which saved Duge's trouble. After all, although Feng Jiu explained, he couldn't match any of these people No. Too many words and too many mistakes.
Ignoring the sick and injured numbers, Duge was thinking about the usage of key words, and slowly moved to the outside of Shangwu Academy.
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"Old Qi, can you walk so soon?" A strong man in his thirties came to meet him, looking at Duge in surprise.
"It seems that the injury is serious, but in fact there is nothing serious about the body. It will be fine after resting." Duge held his chest and said with difficulty, "The old nine was injured more than me. I will come out and find him some food..."
"Don't go, let me go!" The strong man looked at Duge and said with pity, "I and the fourth child brought you back yesterday. I don't know if you are seriously injured or not? At least two It takes a month to recover, this time, the third son is really a bit ruthless."
"You can't blame the third son. He is also preparing for the martial arts conference. If he has the opportunity to enter the holy place of the Qiao family, it will only benefit the Feng family..." Du Ge said casually.
"Mao's martial arts conference, it's been a few years, when will the Feng family..." The strong man's voice stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look behind him.
There is no one behind.
Turning his head back, the strong man looked at Doug in surprise, his eyes full of suspicion.
At this time, Du Ge was inadvertently protecting the interests of the Feng family, and Du Ge became more and more relaxed. He naturally knew that the person in front of him was suspicious.
This is a real world!
NPC's IQ is too high!
Without the memory of the original owner, no matter how he disguises himself, he will be exposed in front of those who live with him day and night...
Since it will be exposed sooner or later, Duge sighed and decided to change his strategy. The moment his body became lighter, he understood the ultimate meaning of maintenance. Only protecting one person is small, and maintaining a collective is the kingly way.
Feng Jiu mentioned the top ten in the simulation field several times, maybe there are some special rewards for the top ten.
It's a pity that such a fun world quit directly.
Experiencing what kind of world, life is more exciting, it is right to travel through it for the second time, anyway, the simulation field will only be eliminated, and will not die.
As for the top ten, Doug thinks he can fight for it.
He is a serious person, no matter what he does, he will go all out.
Du Ge looked at the strong man, and said in a low voice: "I'd better get Lao Jiu some food, and don't speak ill of the third son behind his back in the future, it's not good to be heard."
The strong man's face changed slightly, and he defended in a panic: "Lao Qi, did I say anything? You must have misheard."
Dug looked at him with a half-smile.
The burly man was nervous for a while, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice with a smile on his face: "Old Seven, Fourth Brother has always been the best to you."
"Fourth brother, don't be nervous, which one of us is with whom!" Duge naturally knew his address, and said earnestly, "However, illness comes from the mouth, and disaster comes from the mouth. Fourth brother, some words are hidden in the heart. Well, if you say it out of nowhere, it's for your own good..."
Knowing the meaning of maintaining the true meaning, Duge began to subconsciously cultivate the habit of always thinking about others. Every time he protects a person, whether it is natural or forced, his body will get instant feedback. The simulator seems to be unable to tell whether he is sincere. Still fake.
He likes the feeling of instant rewards, which is much better than the days of working on the earth for a month and then waiting for wages.
"Well, I see." Feng Si's expression was a little unnatural, and he talked about him from left to right, "Lao Qi, go to the kitchen by yourself! I have something else..."
"Fourth brother, you are busy." Duge nodded with a smile.
Feng Si glanced at Duge for the last time, frowned and wanted to say something, but didn't say anything, and hurried away from him.
Du Ge continued to walk out, out of Shangwuyuan, he did not go to the kitchen of Chongwuyuan, turned around and walked to the martial arts arena, Feng Jiu's straw mat can still eat for a while, so don't rush to bring him food.
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Hoo!
drink!
Before he reached the martial arts arena, Doug heard a lot of noisy voices, and then he sped up his pace a little.
Feng Jiu didn't give details. He only told Duge that this is a martial arts world, but he didn't tell him the level and standard of martial arts in this world, whether it was high martial arts or low martial arts.
At least now Duge can't feel any internal force flow.
It may also be that he has internal power, and he doesn't know how to use it.
All in all, the body feels no different from the earth after taking the body.
So, he is eager to see what martial arts in this world look like, just as different from the descriptions of martial arts novels on earth?
Duge was wearing the clothes of a training partner, and no one stopped him along the way, but occasionally there were curious eyes cast over him, as if he was surprised that he had suffered such a serious injury, why did he go to the martial arts arena? The group of disciples were almost stunned because of the martial arts conference. Even if they didn't suffer such serious injuries, they should find an excuse to hide for a few months instead of coming out to fight!
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Walking into the gate of the training ground, Duge was immediately attracted by the two people on the training ground.
One of them was a sparring partner who was wearing the same clothes as him, and the other was a young man in a white exercise uniform. The two were fighting back and forth.
The rabbits rose and falcons fell, and the two moved swiftly, circling left and right, fists and feet flying up and down, with the whistling sound of breaking wind, which dazzled people, much more beautiful than the MMA on the earth.
However, there are no special effects, it should be a low martial arts background.
Duge made his own judgment, and then sadly discovered that the sparring partner did have martial arts, but he didn't have any memory about martial arts, fart's physical memory...
Sudden.
The young man in his early twenties, dressed in a white training suit, made a feint, and hit the sparring partner's chest with a palm piercing his heart.
Click!
The sparring partner screamed, flew out in the air, knocked down the weapon shelf with a crash, and fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.
Dug looked at the slumped chest and the motionless sparring partner with a serious expression.
At this moment, he suddenly understood the reason why Feng Jiu was eager to escape from the Feng family. This group of guys really didn’t treat them as sparring partners. Their sternum was crushed, and it is very likely that they would not survive...
The applause woke up Doug.
Du Ge looked at the martial arts arena again, except for the trainees who died of rabbits and foxes, the direct disciples and servants of the Feng family who were watching the battle all cheered loudly.
Is it just that you don't take human life seriously?
Dug curled his lips, a family like garbage!
The young man in white pretended to be aggressive and pulled out a folding fan from his waist, swung it open, and fanned it gracefully in front of him, enjoying everyone's compliments.
A middle-aged man with a long beard flew to the side of the partner trainer, looked down at his injury, and then asked the two to lift him down, looked at the young man, and praised: "Yun Jie, your trick is broken!" Heart-cut jade, the use of it has become more and more proficient, and it is hard to guard against."
"Second uncle has won the award. I will practice for another three months. When my nephew can master the broken gold and broken jade skills, I will definitely fight for a spot for the Feng family in the martial arts competition." He glanced at his palm, turned his head and nodded and smiled at the middle-aged man. From the beginning to the end, he never took another look at the partner who was beaten to the brink of death by him.
Break gold and jade hands?
Low's martial art name, it doesn't look like the martial arts of a big family, Duge complained.
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Feng Yunjie, the third son of Feng, and Feng Shiyi, the younger brother of Feng Shiren, the head of the Feng family, Duge matched them one by one in his heart.
Feng Shiyi stroked his long beard, looked at Feng Yunjie with a hearty smile, and said, "As expected of me, I, the Feng family, have ambitions. Yunjie, you don't need to do anything these few months, just practice. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask your second uncle. Whether the Feng family can feel proud this time is entirely up to you."
Wealth and wealth are sought in insurance.
Duge thought for a moment, then suddenly straightened his waist, and said loudly: "Second Master Feng, Third Young Master, I have something important to report, and I have something to do with this martial arts conference..."
(end of this chapter)