You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 232 Are you going to mess with me?

An unknown amount of time had passed, and [Wall] was still climbing the mountain. There were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and most of them could not withstand the pressure of the wind and snow and fell at the foot of the mountain.

In fact, he had not climbed very high up to now, and the thick clouds halfway up the mountain were still out of reach, as if they would never be reached.

To the point that he still couldn't understand why these guys were following him?
Witness the scenery on the North Boundary Mountain and then freeze to death meaninglessly?
It would have been better to return home when we conquered the stronghold.

Of course, [Wall] didn't care about those tribal warriors, even if they all came from Nanshan. He just witnessed another warrior being buried in the snow, and his mind couldn't help but think of a pair of siblings in the tribe.

The young clan leader named [Bing] was obviously dissatisfied with him most of the time, but he still maintained his outward respect and spared no effort to send his sister over.

I don’t know what’s going on in the minds of these weak Nanshan tribe members, all they think about is reproduction.

Even though his sister is pretty and has a bit of talent for cultivation, as a peerless genius who has already reached the Dharma Realm, what kind of girls has he not seen?
Beautiful ladies from modern cities threw themselves at his arms, each of them was good-looking and even more open-minded, some of them were the daughters of some of the top local martial arts forces.

In comparison, what is [Bing]'s sister?
A mountain barbarian who is so rude even about dressing himself?
Psychologically and physically, [Wall] could not accept the Nanshan tribe. Their young chief was stubborn, their people were stupid, their fighting capacity was low, and they believed in ancestors who were so distant that their true appearance could not be seen.

However, the only thing worth affirming is that the Nanshan tribe did help me, and their ancestors also left their heritage to me.
[Wall] raised his right hand and squinted at the red and yellow lines on his arm. The muscles that looked like a coiled dragon jumped up and down, as if suppressing endless vitality.

The ancestor of the Nanshan tribe, Master Pan Gong, left him a special body that could be fused, which seemed to be just right for his thick skin and flesh, and his bloodline talent, which gave him remarkable strength.

It can respond to the power of ancestors like a witch. Although it won't last long, it is definitely enough.

"Master [Wall], do you need to rest?"

The three remaining Steel Bone Realm warriors of the Nanshan Tribe around him opened their mouths tremblingly, their teeth already chattering. On their backs were bags that were larger than their bodies, and they seemed to be preparing to untie them.

Another warrior of the Stone Forest tribe who had persisted until now, [Eight], also breathlessly handed over one of the water bottles hanging around his waist: "Master [Wall], water."

More than five hundred soldiers attacked the stronghold together, but now there are only four people around him.

He has no wings, no ability to travel through space, and he doesn't seem to have the same incredible growth rate as Jiang Qiu, but in fact, in the entire history, he is definitely one of the most chosen ones.

Nowadays, not many Chosen Ones have truly reached the Jade Tendon Realm. They have the potential, but may not have the conditions.

However, compared with [Qiu], [Feng], and even [Jin] who died the earliest, he is not good enough. I am afraid that he is far from the rumored [Ji].

But in his heart, he had always wanted to go to the top of the mountain to take a look, even if it was just to see the appearance of the fruit of enlightenment that he had been pursuing for twenty years.
With this thought in mind, [Wall] took [Eight]'s kettle and looked up at the North Boundary Mountain with a complicated look, the top of which was out of sight.

Gulu~Gulu~
"You can't go on the road ahead. The snow and wind are too strong. Go back."

[Wall] wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth with a cold tone.

The five people in front of him, four of them were at the Iron Bone Realm and were the backbone warriors of the Nanshan Tribe. If any of them were missing, it would be a great loss for the tribe. When [Ice] saw him off, he was extremely reluctant, as if he had seen the cotton grown by his family being sent into the fire. And that [Eight] was also the most talented warrior of the Stone Forest Tribe, the most talented warrior since the birth of the Stone Forest Tribe. His aptitude might even be higher than [Ice]. Now he had cultivated to the Iron Flesh Realm and could accompany him to such a high place.

However, this guy's performance was extremely poor when he was in Beihai Palace. He didn't even have the potential to inherit a bar, which was a bit regrettable.

If he died, the Shilin Tribe, which had originally given some of its girls to the Beixue Tribe, would probably disappear in the next few decades.

Not only because of the massive loss of the central combat power, but also because of the poor reproduction and lack of successors.
But the five of them insisted not to leave, saying something about their duties and obligations, and the rule that had been in place for tens of thousands of years that soldiers who went out to protect the enemy would not return home.

[Wall] didn't say much, raised his head and drank another sip of cold water.

After all, what does their life or death have to do with me?
It's just an experiment in a secret place.
boom--

Suddenly, a gust of wind came howling, carrying with it extremely sharp ice and snow, subconsciously making his blood boil. Red and yellow lines lit up on the wall, and his muscles were as hard as rocks, but they were still cut open. Blood hung on his body like silk threads, and his clothes were torn.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he stared at the kettle in his hand breaking into pieces with his suddenly shrunken pupils. The cold water splashed on his face, and it was still a little warm.

At that moment, his heartbeat stopped and he slowly turned his face back to the sky. In his sight, the four Nanshan tribe warriors turned into minced meat and bones scattered on the snow. [Eight] who was standing next to him also received some splash damage and fell to the ground with a hoarse roar.

"Your body is so hard?"

An old voice came from afar, and the great wizard stood in the air, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and his hands were like eagle claws grabbing the flowing snow and ice crystals.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, not expecting that his sudden attack would fail to kill the Chosen One. It looked like there was no fatal injury, just a scratch at most.

Rushing here from the other side of Beijie Mountain consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy. He had to perform the [Kunpeng Transformation] hundreds of times to reach here, all in order to kill his [Extreme] competitor as quickly as possible.

However, this consumption is nothing. He relies on the foundation of his ancestors and will recover in a blink of an eye. The most important thing is time.

Who would have thought that the original intention was to kill the relatively unknown [Wall] in one move, but it failed to even cause serious injury!

This guy seems to be more powerful than the rumors say. He is not an ordinary Jade Tendon Realm!
The Great Wizard tried to condense an even more powerful killing move, borrow the power of his ancestor, kill the opponent instantly, and then look for the next target - [Qiu].

With the power of the ancestor, victory is inevitable. A great wizard personally takes action at the cost of burning his life. Can't he deal with a chosen one in the Jade Tendon Realm?
When the Great Wizard thought of this, his blood boiled. He looked down at the young man who seemed to be stunned on the ground and whispered, "Death."

At that moment, [Wall] raised its head and looked at him, as if the god of death had locked onto its prey, suppressing its raging rage.

The Beijie Mountain beneath his feet collapsed with a loud bang, as if it could not bear the weight of this body!
"!!!"

(End of this chapter)