After leaving the small village near the Monster Hunting Meet, Tang Yong did not hire a carriage. Instead, he chose to walk home. If he wanted to level up his cultivation method, the Lightning Changes, he had to walk. Every 10,000 meters he walked would only increase his proficiency by one point.
One could imagine that if Tang Yong wanted to level up in the future, he would have to say goodbye to a carriage.
After using the first level of the Lightning Changes, Instant Slipping, Tang Yong's forehead was already covered in sweat. Although this cultivation method saved a lot of energy compared to running, it consumed a lot of energy. At the same time, it also consumed a lot of battle qi.
Ordinary people could run for an hour at most, but Tang Yong had run for four hours and only felt a little tired.
The reason was probably because Tang Yong had eaten the top-grade chaos spirit fruit, which had improved his physique.
After eating the chaos spirit fruit, Tang Yong had checked his body and found that there were fine crystals hidden in every meridian of his body. These crystals were filled with rich spiritual energy and were quietly dormant in his meridians. Although they did not affect the circulation of his battle qi, Tang Yong was afraid of the chaos spirit fruit.
He asked the system again and again and finally found out that these crystals were the spirit seeds of the chaos spirit fruit. Unlike the seeds that took root and germinated, these spirit seeds were directly formed by the decomposition of the chaos spirit fruit. They could not germinate or bear fruit, nor would they suddenly shatter and turn into spiritual energy.
They would gradually melt into spiritual energy as the host's cultivation base increased. According to the system, this method of consuming the top-grade spirit fruit was the most scientific.
Consuming it normally would waste the spiritual energy of the top-grade spirit fruit.
If the top-grade spirit fruit crystallized in the body, it would completely absorb the medicinal efficacy of the spirit fruit and even sublimate the medicinal efficacy in the body.
After hearing the system's words, Tang Yong laughed. He did not want to experience the feeling of being stuffed to death a second time.
After running for another four hours, Tang Yong was already sweating profusely. However, his black eyes were still bright and full of vigor. After running for so long, although he had not used up much of his Battle Force, his body was a little sore. He planned to find a place to rest for a while.
Tang Yong stopped and looked around. He found a roadside pavilion and sat down to rest for a while.
Perhaps it was because the Monster Hunting Meet was in progress, but this pavilion, which was usually empty, was crowded with six or seven people.
There were two peddlers with carrying poles, four scholars whose clothes had been washed until they were white, and a soldier with a sword in his hand.
When Tang Yong sat down, the four scholars frowned and covered their noses and mouths.
They said in disgust, "He stinks of sweat and he came here to rest. This country bumpkin really has no eyesight."
Tang Yong glanced at the few scholars and chuckled. He then stood up and sat down in front of the wind that was right in front of the scholars.
A gust of cold wind blew, and a strong smell of sweat assailed the nose of the scholar, causing him to cough. The scholar glared at Tang Yong with an unfriendly expression and said, "Country bumpkin, get out of here. The stench on your body is suffocating me to death.
Tang Yong's brocade robe, which was still in good condition, had been given to the Third Prince. Now, he was only wearing a white inner robe. Moreover, after being tormented by the giant python, this robe had long been dirty and tattered, and even had the smell of salted fish.
In fact, if the scholar had talked to Tang Yong nicely, Tang Yong might have gone out to rest. After all, there was no difference between being in the pavilion and being outside. However, before he came in, the scholar drove him out with a look of disgust. This made Tang Yong unhappy.
"Damn it, is this pavilion owned by your family?"
Tang Yong sat there motionlessly. Occasionally, he would shake his clothes to let the salted fish-like smell of sweat drift away with the wind.
"From Liu Wenshan's distress + 166 …"
"From Zhang Hai's distress + 88 …"
"From Guo Haitao's distress + 46 …"
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Smell attacks were usually indiscriminate. Even though Tang Yong was sitting right in front of the four scholars, when the wind blew, the salted fish smell on his body immediately spread throughout the pavilion.
The soldier was expressionless, and the two peddlers did not react to the smell. They looked like they were watching a good show.
"Ugh!"
"Hurry up and kick this country bumpkin out. I'm going to throw up!"
"Damn it, don't vomit on me.
I can't help it. Ugh! "
Liu Wenshan swore that he had never smelled such a strong salted fish smell in his life. His stomach churned, and he could not help but vomit. He accidentally vomited on Zhang Hai, who was beside him.
Zhang Hai was trying his best to restrain himself, but when he saw the turbid vomit on his body, he could no longer hold it in. He hugged the pillar and vomited.
As they vomited, Tang Yong's system mailbox kept ringing.
Tang Yong opened it to take a look. This time, not only did the two scholars who had been angered by him provide him with negative emotions, even the surrounding soldiers and the two peddlers also provided him with negative emotions.
Tang Yong guessed that they were not angry at him, but were disgusted by the vomit of the two scholars.
However, Tang Yong did not care so much. As long as he could get the negative emotions, it was enough!
"Damn country bumpkin, you're courting death!" Liu Wenshan rushed towards Tang Yong with a resentful face.
He condensed Battle Qi in his palm and blasted it towards Tang Yong.
When Tang Yong saw the Battle Qi, he immediately moved his body.
With a bang, the battle qi hit the stone balustrade, causing a small pit on it.
"Rank 3 warrior?"
Tang Yong coldly glanced at the scholar. This guy had some guts. There were still two commoners here and he dared to hurt them.
Tang Yong's eyes were so cold that Liu Wenshan shuddered.
However, there was no way out now.
Liu Wenshan gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go together and beat this reckless guy to death."
When the two peddlers saw the fight, they were so scared that they ran out with their goods. The other scholars immediately surrounded them to prevent them from escaping. For a moment, the atmosphere in the pavilion was extremely tense.
Only the soldier was left sitting silently in the corner, not saying a word.
The four scholars sealed off the four directions of north, south, east, and west. Battle Qi condensed on their bodies, and a faint purple glow appeared. These scholars actually had the cultivation of beginner stage martial artists.
In the Han and Tang Empires, beginner warriors like them were considered to have some strength in the major academies.
Moreover, they were four against one. Therefore, even if this country bumpkin was also a beginner warrior, he could only be beaten up.
When Liu Wenshan thought of this, he suddenly felt confident. He looked at Tang Yong with a sinister smile and said, "Let's see where you can escape to today!"
As he spoke, he pounced on Tang Yong. A faint purple Battle Qi condensed in his palm and he threw it at Tang Yong.
The soldier sitting in the corner frowned. Although he felt that Tang Yong had some strength, there were four beginner warriors on the other side. He was afraid that he would not be a match for them.
He was just about to get up and help.
He saw Tang Yong pounce on him like a loach. He thought to himself, "Good footwork, but he doesn't have any Battle Qi. Is he going to fight with his life on the line?
I didn't expect to see such a hot-blooded man in this rural area. "
The soldier nodded secretly and admired Tang Yong a little more.
He thought to himself, "If he can't win, it won't be too late for me to help him."
Right at the moment when the soldier was about to attack, the person whom he had determined to be dead without a doubt, actually leaped into the air and ruthlessly slapped the scholar's face with his palm.
The scholar's nose was sore and blood flowed out …
Seeing this, the soldier's eyes widened in shock.
"What?
Just with his physical strength, he can make a stage-three warrior bleed from his nose? "How powerful was that?