Mystery Makes Me Strong

When the last light of the sunset fell, someone brought a lot of corn and started roasting, and someone brought a lot of beer barrels.

At this time, a dozen shirtless men and women with flame shapes painted on their faces began to squeeze into the center of the square. They should be the members of the flame group.

When they appeared, the crowd quieted down a little, giving them a large space.

These dozen or so people took corn and beer bottles from the hands of the people next to them, and placed a huge flame shape in the center of the open space.

Then they start dancing around this corn beer flame.

It seems to be a kind of indigenous dance, but also like a kind of samba from a previous life.

Wen Rensheng has an extraordinary memory, and now firmly remembers what these people did. Of course, it’s okay if you can’t remember, there is also the memory of Ruyi Puppet.

And recently he also has a feeling that "Extraordinary Memory" is about to advance. In fact, many skills are on the verge of this advancement. It's just that he spends a lot of time accumulating mystery, deciphering puzzles every day, researching skills and training skills. Time is not much.

He decided that when the mystery accumulated to 500, he would start honing his skills and learn more skills.

Because he also has a feeling that with the advent of the mysterious world, the difficulty of learning skills, sublimating skills, and inscribing skills will be greatly reduced. This is a good thing for others and a great thing for him.

Because after learning the skills, his mystery will be further enhanced.

But for others, without this convenience, even if it is easy to learn, it will take time. The key is that it is not an expert level, and the effect is not great, so they will not learn indiscriminately.

Just as Wen Rensheng was thinking, he suddenly saw the flame-shaped sky above, and suddenly a mass of crimson fire burst out.

"God has descended!"

The crowd cheered, they did not bow down, but danced and sang more vigorously.

And the flame also became more intense, fluctuating.

But after a while, the dozen or so people in the flame group stopped suddenly, as if they were listening to something.

Wen Rensheng didn't hear any sound, it was obvious that the catastrophe was communicating with them.

Not long after, they seemed to have listened to some kind of instructions, and then a big fat man said:

"God's will, the boxing match will continue tonight."

"Oh, punch, fire!"

"Fist, fire, oh!"

"Today I bet on the tiger to win!"

"The tiger is a coward, the guy who can only last for thirty seconds, I still bet on the lion to win!"

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, many people jumped up and down, shouting all kinds of chaos, which made Wen Rensheng's headache.

After a while, the people in the flame group seemed to shout a few words to the back.

Two strong men squeezed out from the crowd and looked at each other. They were both wearing thick traps and half naked.

They have large flame tattoos on their bodies, and those flame tattoos are combined together, one looks like a lion and the other looks like a tiger.

A person who looks energetic.

Wen Rensheng looked at it for a while, and his eyes froze. Those tattoos seemed unusual. He felt that there were some alienated hairs and alienated bones on them.

That disaster has already achieved this step? Start giving power to ordinary people to build its team. In this way, its growth rate will far exceed others' imagination.

Wen Rensheng understands very well how much ordinary people yearn for extraordinary power in a world with extraordinary power.

In the previous life, in order to get rich and make more money, people could burst out with unimaginable enthusiasm, and unimaginable dark things could happen...

And extraordinary power not only represents wealth, but also represents more things.

"Lion! Lion! Lion!"

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

The dancing crowd automatically divided into two waves, east and west, and began to cheer for those they liked while hating the opposite.

Wen Rensheng remembered that in the forums of his previous life, people often provoked disputes between lions and tigers. These two beasts, which did not live in the same area, were also placed with countless expectations.

Soon the two strong men, the lion and the tiger, began to box.

Many people were frantically crowded and wanted to go to the front to watch. Fortunately, there were people from the flame group maintaining order. Otherwise, it is unknown what accident would happen.

Straight punches, uppercuts, and heavy fists collided with each other, making amazing noises from time to time.

The atmosphere is getting warmer and warmer.

The eyes of the two strong men looking at their opponents became more and more hostile and angry, and the beast figures formed by the flame tattoos on their bodies seemed to be roaring.

The atmosphere is getting more and more intense.

After several missed sneak attacks, the tiger obviously lacked stamina and began to shrink back.

But the lion became more and more excited as he fought.

He suddenly roared wildly, a trace of sparks spewed from his back, and a fire lion came to life. Then he opened the opponent's defense with a straight punch, and then hit the opponent's jaw with an uppercut.

Tiger was KO...

Everyone was extremely excited, and for a while, the middle of the square was full of warm air.

Ordinary people can only watch the excitement, but Wen Rensheng noticed that the last attack of the "lion" strong man already contained a trace of extraordinary power, with some charm of fighting skills.

This strong man has indeed begun to touch the edge of the mysterious power.

Just as Wen Rensheng was about to let the Ruyi puppet leave, at this moment, the tiger who fell on the ground suddenly pulled out a pistol from nowhere, aimed it at the lion who was being cheered by everyone, and shot it...

"boom……"

The lion was shot in the chest and collapsed.

Is he crazy?

Wen Rensheng was speechless. If he couldn't beat someone, he shot him to death. This is really unbearable to lose.

Under normal circumstances, even if a boxer fails, it is impossible for a boxer to kill his opponent with a gun, which is a humiliation to their own profession and honor.

Secondly, boxers wear very little, and there is no way to hide their guns on their bodies.

But the tiger violated both of these two.

It's just a pity that a man like a lion, just about to touch the mysterious world, just about to start the glory of life, was killed by a man who lost his mind.

Lost my mind?

Wen Rensheng looked into the opponent's eyes through the Ruyi puppet, and saw only madness and hatred in the opponent's eyes, as if he was hating the opponent for knocking him down and taking away the glory that belonged to him.

Perhaps this is the price for ordinary people to come into contact with the mysterious power. There is no alien species to filter and neutralize. It is true that the mysterious power is the true energy and mana in the novel, which can be dispatched at will. They themselves represent weirdness and disaster...

"What are you doing?"

"You crazy!"

"Burn him, this poor loser, he's not a warrior, he's a devil!" someone shouted angrily.

The crowd watching the boxing match had the tragedy in their eyes. After all, everyone's attention was in the center of the field. What happened was as clear as a goal in a football match.

Soon someone snatched the pistol from Tiger's hand and pressed him to the ground.

"I, I killed him? No, he deserves to die, he took away my power, my glory..." the tiger said incoherently.

"Burn him to death!" When the people heard the excuse, they became furious. Many people began to throw combustibles, charcoal, alcohol...

The people of the flame group began to maintain order. They seemed to want to reconnect with their gods and wanted to ask what to do.

When Wen Rensheng saw this, he withdrew his mind and let the Ruyi puppet stare at the scene.

And he is going to communicate with the big cat and start to implement the next plan.