Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Through a long white corridor, Meng Chao saw the ice storm.

This snow leopard female warrior who could manipulate the power of frost was whiter than Meng Chao imagined.

You must know that even for real snow leopards, their fur is not pure white, but black and white interlaced with yellowish-brown markings.

But she is like a sculpture made of ice and snow, so crystal clear and spotless.

It also looks like he has albinism, even the pupils are almost transparent.

Moreover, except for the short and pointy ears, the fur on key parts, and the constantly wagging tail, the animalistic color on her body is very weak.

If some animalistic features are covered up with armor, it is not a big problem to say that she is a tall and fit human female warrior.

However, compared to other Turanians, her petite figure did not mean that she was not dangerous.

In fact, the first second Meng Chao stepped into the room, he sensed an aura resembling that of a strong man in the heavenly realm. He knew that this unattractive female snow leopard warrior had the ability to turn the entire room into a living room in the blink of an eye. Deadly ice cave.

——Although the gut-wrenching battle with "Lv Siya" caused him to be seriously injured and suffer from spiritual overdraft.

But it also inadvertently stimulated his perception and became more acute.

It's like blind people's hearing is particularly acute.

Or, he was infected by "Lv Siya" and gained some of the abilities of "sensitivity".

Now Meng Chao can scan the danger level of the surrounding environment and the general details of the opponent without even raising his eyelids.

While he was secretly scanning the ice storm.

Ice Storm also squinted his eyes, and looked at this seriously, the guy who was boasted by Ye Zi.

Meng Chao's appearance greatly exceeded the expectations of the ace gladiator.

Ice Storm originally thought that to be able to teach Ye Zi so many profound breathing techniques, force techniques, and sword techniques, even if this "reaper" is not a three-headed and six-armed existence, at least part of the blood of glory should flow in his body, and he should have a very strong beast power. and even the losers of the power struggle, ex-clan warriors who were brutally exiled.

Or, his parents and grandparents, ex-clan warriors who were exiled.

Therefore, he can master these incredible skills.

But Meng Chao's animalistic features were almost zero.

Thinner than Icestorm itself.

The snow leopard female warrior almost doubted whether Meng Chao came from the human race of "the place where the holy light shines forever".

This is of course impossible.

Because the biggest feature of the human race is the blond hair and blue eyes who claim to have received the "blessing of the holy light".

But the hair and eyes of the guy in front of him were as deep as the night sky.

This alone is enough to make people in the "Land of Eternal Light Shine" regard him as a demon crawling out of the abyss, tie him to the stake and burn him to death.

And his wounds...

It also reminds people of the ancient tomb princes who live in the depths of the vast desert.

And the undead lich dormant in the extreme northern abyss.

Ice Storm didn't know if he would be able to persevere like the man in front of him if he had suffered such a serious injury.

No wonder, it's the legendary "Super Macho"!

In Ice Storm's eyes, he couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation.

However, he also had some doubts, whether this bruised and frail guy could help him.

Facing the cautious gaze of the ace gladiator, Meng Chao was calm and composed, neither humble nor overbearing.

He knew that although Turan civilization had distinct strata, the Rat People who flowed dirty blood were the lowest existence.

But the Turan warriors, who admired courage, also couldn't see the shivering and groveling appearance of the rat people.

As long as it can show a strong enough ability.

Even the rat people's servants can win a place in Turan's army.

This is even more so in the Glory Era.

"You are the 'Reaper'?"

Ice Storm finally withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Tell me, where did you come from, what was your identity, and how did you end up in the deepest part of the dungeon?"

Meng Chao shook his head.

He replied in a very weak voice: "I don't know, my memory starts from the sewage in the depths of the dungeon. I have forgotten many things, including my clan and name."

He didn't mean to pretend to be weak.

Instead, he used an indistinct voice to cover up his blunt Turan language.

Ice Storm obviously didn't believe that he had completely lost his memory.

But he didn't bother with it.

Instead, he continued to ask: "You don't remember your name and identity, but you do remember a lot... the exquisite method of breathing and exerting strength?"

"Yes."

Meng Chao said frankly, "Some fragmented images emerged in my mind. I can only see myself training and fighting frantically in these images, harvesting the enemy's heads like harvesting ripe mandala fruits, so , I named myself 'The Reaper'."

Having said that, he looked down at the criss-cross wounds on his body, with different depths, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"However, I'm afraid I will never be able to display these amazing skills with my own hands."

Meng Chao smiled wryly, "I can only pass on these skills to others in exchange for what I want."

Ice Storm understood Meng Chao's meaning.

"What do you want?" she asked bluntly.

"Food, potions, and the protection of strong men like Lord Icestorm."

Meng Chao said, "Of course I am the same as all Turanites. I am not afraid of death, but dying on the battlefield is different from dying in the depths of the dungeon. I hope to use enough food and medicine to barely heal the wound and let the At least I have the ability to lean on a throwing spear, limping onto the battlefield, and die under the blade of a powerful enemy."

This is a very reasonable request.

Also a very "Turanian" request.

Ice Storm has no reason to refuse.

She just wants to know: "Your requirements are not high, but how can I tell whether you really have the ability to touch stones into gold, or Ye Zi was originally a talented and strong man, but you were lucky enough to bump into him?" ?”

"Yezi is indeed very talented. He is as rare among the rat people as the feather of the phoenix and the horn of the tyrannosaurus."

Meng Chao admitted frankly, and then changed the subject, "But my skills, even if they can't turn stones into gold, at least can increase the combat effectiveness of ordinary Ratmen servants by 30 to 50% in a short period of time-of course they can't be reborn like leaves, But it is more than enough to defeat Lord Ice Storm's enemies."

"I appreciate your self-confidence, and I hope you know the difference between 'confidence' and 'arrogance'. Weak rat people can still survive, but arrogant rat people will surely die."

Ice Storm said coldly, "Prove it to me."

"I need charcoal sticks and paper." Meng Chao said calmly.

The tomandala tree is blessed with very flexible fibers.

The leaves and bark are mashed, minced, pressed and dried at will, which is barely usable paper.

Plus charcoal strips that are simply processed after the branches are burnt.

Paper and pens are not such rare items.

Meng Chao used four large sheets of bark paper and two charcoal sticks that were as long as an arm, and carefully drew the first style of "Hundred Fighting Swordsmanship", "Splitting the wind head-on".

In terms of extraordinary power, the Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization each have their own merits.

One side has spiritual martial arts, and the other side has the power of totem.

But in terms of ordinary people's cultivation and fighting methods, the Dragon City civilization is far ahead of its neighbors.

This is not only because the Dragon City civilization has mastered the science and technology ahead of the times. It has an extremely deep understanding in the fields of anatomy, cytology, genetics, ergonomics, life sciences... and so on. The slashing and slashing are all disassembled into the most basic speed, angle, precision, and strength. Through the big data fed back from the battlefield, repeated calculations and continuous version iterations, finally, the most perfect moves are deduced.

It is also because there is a huge difference in the fighting concepts of the two sides.

For the Turan civilization - the high-level orcs, they are born with animal characteristics, they are often tall and big, with rough skin and thick flesh, and infinite strength.

A casual punch can knock down a wall.

With just one axe, a mandala tree as thick as three or five people can hug it can be cut in half.

In this case, what is the need to delve into exquisite moves?

Of course, the military aristocrats from the five major clans who flowed the blood of glory all mastered various powerful totem fighting skills that could cooperate with the totem armor.

But the rat people are just cannon fodder.

As long as you are strong enough, look vicious enough, or have a wide enough body, you can withstand more knives, guns and arrows of the enemy before you die, you are a very good cannon fodder, and you are eligible to be given a drop of The master's blood was gone.

There is no clan warrior who would be extremely bored and develop a set of "cannon fodder martial arts" specifically for the rat people's servants.

If you die, you will die. Anyway, no matter how fierce the fire is, it is impossible to burn the weeds in Turanze. As long as the spring breeze blows and the mandala tree starts to bear fruit again, there will be new rat people, like cockroaches and rats. It keeps popping out of nooks and corners.

Dragon City civilization is different.

As a lone army in a foreign land with only tens of millions of people, one dies and one dies.

No matter how big the gap between extraordinary people and ordinary citizens is, no matter how many differences there are, human resources are very precious things.

Especially in the era when the surging beast horde swallowed most of the Dragon City, and the remnant human soldiers could only curl up in the depths of the ruined walls, fighting desperately and bloodily.

Regardless of whether it is the strongest or the main soldier, only every drop of strength from everyone can be squeezed out, and even the old lady who has lost all her teeth can burst out with amazing fighting power in an instant, and perish with the monsters with fangs and claws.

Only then is it possible to let the flower of civilization that has been annihilated on the earth continue to bloom in this extremely dangerous foreign land.

Therefore, in the past half a century, Dragon City Civilization has developed many martial arts that allow the old, the weak, women and children to fight to the end.

It also has a very complete set of methods to help the weak become stronger step by step.

In the field of basic martial arts, Dragon City civilization is far ahead of all alien civilizations including Turan civilization.

The two sides are not in the same dimension at all.