True Martial World - Chapter 78: Pedestal

Lian Chengyu gave Yi Yun a scathing look.

"I just need a few days to recover and when that happens, I'll make sure I'll get revenge for what happened today! I want to let you know what it means to lead a living death!"

If he had been overwhelmed by an expert, it would be no matter. But now, a person who seemed weaker than him was provoking him and undermining his authority; yet because of his injuries, he could not do anything about it. How could he not be angry?

"Yi Yun!" Lian Chengyu said with reluctance. However, Lian Chengyu knew that he could not do anything. If he fought with Yi Yun, even if he won, it would affect his chances at the kingdom's selection that was days away, and that was not a price he was willing to pay.

"My Lian tribal clan has suffered for hundreds of years in the Cloud Wilderness. Our ancestors ate grass roots and tree barks as they slowly developed our clan into what we are today."

"Finally, in my generation, I have practiced martial arts for a decade and never slacked off in my cultivation, even during the famine years. The only reason was to bring the Lian tribal clan out of the wilderness and into the city, letting the tribe prosper!"

"But now… Just as I have invested all of my assets into saving the tribe, you come out here to spread rumors, to bewitch the people and falsely accuse me. Do you want the people of the Lian tribal clan to live forever in misery?" Lian Chengyu's words were spat right back at Yi Yun, creating a public debate.

Lian Chengyu and Yi Yun stuck to their own arguments.

Yi Yun said that Lian Chengyu had refined a desolate bone that was toxic, causing the deaths of the people, while Lian Chengyu said Yi Yun was framing him! Both sides were diametrically opposed to each other!

However, in this debate, the people undoubtedly believed in Lian Chengyu; after all, Lian Chengyu had an extremely high standing in the Lian tribal clan, while Yi Yun was just a child.

Hearing the speech, Yi Yun could guess the sentiments of the tribe members, and could not help recall a fable from Earth.

During the primitive periods, a group of cavemen worshiped a shadow. The shadow could grow bigger and smaller. It looked like a god, so the cavemen would worship the shadow every day.

However, a clever caveman did not believe in ‘god’. With great effort, he managed to climb to the top of the cave one day. He then realized that the god the people worshiped was just the shadow of a rock being cast by the sunlight.

The clever caveman told his tribe the truth, he did not want them to worship the shadow because it was just the shadow of a rock and not a god.

In the end, no one believed the clever caveman, but they became scared. The clever caveman was eventually burned at the stake because of his blasphemy against the god. After that, the cavemen carried on worshipping the rock's shadow.

Yi Yun felt that his current situation was exactly that of the fable.

He was the clever caveman, while Lian Chengyu was the shadow.

The current Lian Chengyu who was trying to save the tribe, had cut all the roads of retreat and had managed to "successfully break through" into the Purple Blood realm, was a god in the Lian tribal clan!

Everyone, be it the Lian tribal clan upper echelon, the members of the warrior preparation camp or the commoners, had all placed their hopes on Lian Chengyu, hoping he will bring change into the tribe, leading them out of poverty and hunger.

People who lived in hardship would tend to be religious. They needed an emotional support, allowing them to escape from reality and believe in a brighter future. Only then, would they have the courage to keep living?

As for Lian Chengyu, he had undoubtedly taken that spot. He was the tribe's leader and an idol for many youths in the tribe. He was the perfect dream lover in all the girls' hearts.

As long as Lian Chengyu passed the Kingdom's selection, he would be the savior of the Lian tribal clan!

As for Yi Yun, he was just a twelve-year-old child. He didn’t have much prestige or authority, so it was difficult for him to topple Lian Chengyu.

Besides, Yi Yun had no evidence. Even if he did, it was likely that no one would believe in him because if Lian Chengyu was toppled, it was tantamount to shattering the poor people's spiritual hope, telling them that they would forever live in darkness. Who would allow that?

If Yi Yun hadn’t maimed Zhao Tiezhu and used his strength to stand his ground, he would have been burnt at the stake by the angry crowd like the clever caveman.

Seeing that the people were clearly on his side, Lian Chengyu was pleased. The only thing that annoyed him was that, even with the support of the people, he still could do nothing to Yi Yun.

"Yi Yun, I acknowledge you as a genius, and you have an acceptable talent for martial arts. It was probably some fortuitous event that allowed you to get to this stage!"

Lian Chengyu emphasized the word fortuitous because he was extremely jealous of Yi Yun. What gave Yi Yun the right to have a fortuitous event, but not him?

Although he was jealous, Lian Chengyu had to act as though having a fortuitous event to obtain increased strength was not showing one's true strength. It meant that only by taking a short cut could you reach this stage, but I had worked hard using my own strength to obtain it.

Lian Chengyu's meaning was quickly understood by his henchmen. They said, "No wonder. This kid could beat Zhao Tiezhu, it’s because he took a shortcut!"

"He may have eaten some treasure, but I heard that with these treasures, although it can quickly increase your strength, your fundamentals will be shaky, and you will eventually meet a bottleneck. It's like pulling up a seedling in the mistaken hope of helping it grow!"

The henchmen gave a look of understanding, of course, their boss was the strongest, and as for Yi Yun's strength, it was just short-lived. Besides, Yi Yun wasn’t that strong, he had only defeated Zhao Tiezhu, and that didn’t count for anything.

The crowd was swayed as they felt the reasoning of these henchmen reasonable. This was the only way they could understand how Yi Yun's strength had increased by leaps and bounds.

Lian Chengyu carried on, "To be able to reach this stage, it was not easy indeed. I'll pardon you, so you should join hands with me, to work hard together to make the Lian tribal clan prosper!"

Lian Chengyu said it with dignity.

Lian Chengyu's henchmen and the idolizing fans in the crowd began to cheer.

"Young Master Lian understands the principles of right and wrong and the tribe is really fortunate to have him!" Some people clapped and shouted with joy.

"Young Master Lian is so magnanimous, Yi Yun discredited Young Master Lian, yet Young Master Lian didn’t blame him, he even wanted to put Yi Yun in an important position. If Yi Yun knew any better, he should assist Young Master Lian."

The talk on the ground was easily swayed, what's more, the words of the henchmen were totally reasonable.

After all, Lian Chengyu had broken into the Purple Blood realm, so passing the Kingdom's selection was a sure thing.

As for Yi Yun, although his talent seemed good, he had not practiced martial arts for long and obtained such strength from a fortuitous event. He was roughly at the third state of Mortal Blood, so it was unlikely he would pass even if he participated in the Kingdom's selection.

In the future when Yi Yun grew up, if he was willing to help Lian Chengyu, he would be a great help to Lian Chengyu, allowing the Lian tribal clan to take off.

These were the thoughts of the majority, however, Lian Chengyu and Yi Yun had no such thoughts…

True Martial World - Chapter 77: Yao Yuan’s Advice

Of course, Lian Chengyu was not going to affect his chances at the kingdom's selection for Yi Yun. It was his life's top priority! With no room for failure!

"Instructor Yao, what do you think of his strength? Thunderous? Meridians?"

To be able to easily cripple Zhao Tiezhu, and even crush his fist, Lian Chengyu was sure that Yi Yun was above the third realm of Mortal Blood and his strength was above a thousand catties. Lian Chengyu was not sure, however, if Yi Yun had opened his conception and governor vessels.

Yao Yuan said, "We have all underestimated Yi Yun. I'm not sure of his strength, but one thing I know is that his intelligence and thinking far exceeds that of a twelve-year-old child. Whoever goes against him will only lose badly if they treat him as a child."

Yao Yuan's words subtly referred to Lian Chengyu. Lian Chengyu had difficulty dealing with this for he had never imagined that the day would come when he would be compared to a child.

But he had to admit that in the past few clashes with Yi Yun, he had been played by him!

"This kid has been playing the sucker. He knew all along that I had intentions of killing him, but he pretended to not know, making me careless! At such a young age, how could he be so scheming?" Lian Chengyu was in disbelief. Yi Yun was a problem!

"Instructor Yao, my body is not in the condition to do anything today, could Instructor Yao catch this little bastard for me?" Yao Yuan turned silent upon Lian Chengyu's request.

Yao Yuan had also guessed that Yi Yun must have met with some fortuitous event, such as eating some treasure while picking herbs, allowing him to have a rapid increase in strength.

This was the only explanation, and with this, it was reasonable that he had survived the fall into the East River.

As for this treasure, it had to be able to neutralize the Frost Python's toxins, so it could be said that the treasure was more valuable than the Frost Python desolate bone.

But what could they do?

The treasure had already been eaten by Yi Yun. To extract it out would be difficult. Even if it were to be extracted, Yao Yuan did not have any coveted thoughts about it, since his meridians had been severed after being wounded by an enemy. It prevented him from proceeding further along the martial path.

Yao Yuan's status was simply a long term guest in the Lian tribal clan and he was not Lian Chengyu's henchman.

Yao Yuan said, "Chengyu, years ago, I owed your dead grandfather a favor, promising him that I would protect the Lian tribal clan, and teach you martial arts, but I never said I would help you kill, nor did I say I would aid you in your evil ways. I knew about your refining of the desolate bone, but I didn't butt in because I know this world is one where the strong preys on the weak. Sacrificing the weak to gain achievements is still understandable. But to want me to attack a child, a child who has a talent for martial arts because you are jealous? I cannot agree because of this reason."

"Although you will not listen, I will give you a word of advice either way. You have to be broadminded. If you want your life to be good, you will need to have some tolerance. If you are too ruthless, extremely self-centered, and intolerant of others, sooner or later, it will destroy you."

Yao Yuan's words made Lian Chengyu frown. Since ancient times, good advice is jarring to the ear; as for Yao Yuan's words, Lian Chengyu had already found them unpleasant to his ears.

"Instructor Yao, what is the meaning of this? All these years, I have honored you as a teacher, but today, you are helping an outsider?" Lian Chengyu's words were filled with anger.

Yao Yuan shook his head, "All these years, I've seen you grow up. I know all about your thoughts, I just do not want to see you committing mistakes one after another."

"Besides, although it is hard for anyone below the Purple Blood realm to match my strength, I have no confidence in capturing Yi Yun!" Yao Yuan's words surprised Lian Chengyu.

"How is that possible?" Was Instructor Yao admitting that this kid had the ability to match Instructor Yao? If so, wouldn't he at least be in the Qi Gatherer realm, similar to me? "It's impossible!" Lian Chengyu found it preposterous. No matter what lucky event Yi Yun had encountered, he could not have such a high cultivation speed.

"I also think it's impossible," Yao Yuan sighed. "But did you not consider that with this child's intelligence, and his level of cultivation, he wouldn’t know the differences in the realms below Purple Blood? Your cultivation level and mine aren’t a secret, yet he still dared to appear here. This proves that he has the confidence to confront you, and the ability to escape unscathed."

Yao Yuan's words provoked Lian Chengyu and he rebuked, "If Instructor Yao were to give it a shot, he would not be able to escape without any injuries!"

Yao Yuan said, "I have similar thoughts. I too feel that he should have died after being poisoned by the desolate bone's frost toxin or when he plummeted into the East River, yet here he is alive."

Yao Yuan's words made Lian Chengyu speechless.

Indeed, he had believed that Yi Yun should have died, but today, he was standing in front of him. He had even maimed Zhao Tiezhu!

This was no doubt a public slap to his face.

Yao Yuan said, "His strength might be in the Thunderous or Meridians realm, but he might also have some method to preserve his life, like a treasure that will protect him."

"If you were to make such a twelve-year-old child with such mental capabilities and strength your enemy, he will no doubt seek revenge on you in the future unless you kill him." Originally, Yao Yuan had wished to prevent Lian Chengyu from sinking any deeper. But now if he failed to kill Yi Yun, he would have to take on the risk of a revengeful Yi Yun; this gave Yao Yuan less reason to attack Yi Yun.

"I got it." Lian Chengyu took a deep breath. His expression was horribly gloomy. Because of Yao Yuan's refusal, he now held a grudge!

With Yao Yuan not making any moves, and him unable to make any moves, the only person who could rival Yi Yun was his grandfather, the Lian tribal clan Patriarch.

To have the Patriarch attack a kid under the watchful eyes of this many people was inappropriate.

The fact was that Lian Chengyu could not guarantee that his grandfather would be able to handle Yi Yun. This was because the Patriarch was old and feeble. In the Mortal Blood realm, people used their muscles and body to fight, so age would severely affect their combat strength. The older they got, the worse it became.

Although the Patriarch was in the fifth stage of Mortal Blood, the Qi Gatherer realm, his frail body would make it difficult to even fight a fourth stage Mortal Blood warrior. Besides, Yao Yuan had said that Yi Yun might have some hidden card.

After considering all the possible outcomes, Lian Chengyu realized he was in an extremely awkward situation.

He had been smacked in the face by Yi Yun publicly, yet he could do nothing to him!

At least, not before he recovered his strength!

"Damn, if I were not injured, I would rip that little bastard's skin off!" Lian Chengyu was pissed. He had never thought that the day would come when he could not do anything to a person he treated as an ant days before!

Yao Yuan remained silent, while everyone present was looking at Lian Chengyu.

Lian Chengyu needed a way to get out of the predicament!

True Martial World - Chapter 76: The Desolate Bone was Poisonous!

No one had expected the arena contest to have such a turn of events—Yi Yun's sudden appearance, the maiming of Zhao Tiezhu and the beating up of Lian Cuihua.

In the vast wilderness, medical procedures were extremely backward. 99% of such injuries would lead to infection, and without antibiotics, the moment they became infected, they would have no chance of surviving.

Even if he survived, Zhao Tiezhu had been crippled off his ability to practice martial arts or work; even getting down from the bed would be a problem.

As for Lian Cuihua, she was disfigured. Of course, to Yi Yun, Lian Cuihua's looks before being disfigured was terrible. But without her half her set of teeth, Lian Cuihua would have trouble eating grain or vegetables. In the vast wilderness, unless someone gave her something to eat, she would most likely starve to death without anyone taking care of her.

Be it Zhao Tiezhu or Lian Cuihua, the future that awaited them would be a tragic ending.

After Yi Yun maimed Zhao Tiezhu and Lian Cuihua, there was total silence.

Previously, the family members of those who had been infected with the "plague" hated Yi Yun to the bone, but now they were scared stiff.

Yi Yun noticed these people and even recognized them as the children who had attacked Jiang Xiaorou a few days ago.

One of the woman's facial expression changed. She immediately shielded her child and said with a trembling voice, "Back then…Back then it was instigated…instigated by Lian Cuihua to burn your house…"

Many of the people in the Lian tribal clan knew that with Yi Yun returning strong as ever, he would definitely settle the issue of the burning of his house and the besiegement of Jiang Xiaorou.

Yi Yun took a few steps forward.

The woman's face turned even whiter, "Throwing…Throwing the cow dung was instigated by Lian Cuihua. We…We…"

The children who had thrown the cow dung were about Yi Yun's age, and some of them even looked stronger than Yi Yun. Typically, the child would not notice a child like Yi Yun, but today, he was scared stiff.

"You really think that your men got infected with the plague because of me?" Yi Yun's words were injected with Yuan Qi, so it could be heard a few kilometers away. This made everyone hear it clearly.

Everyone was stunned. This was news released by the upper echelon of the Lian tribal clan, how could it be wrong?

Also, they could not comprehend something; Yi Yun had been infected with the plague. He was possessed and he fell down a cliff dozens of meters high, how could he not die?

Also, how was it possible for him to beat Zhao Tiezhu?

Even till now, many villagers could not believe that Yi Yun had maimed Zhao Tiezhu in two moves. They knew Yi Yun had practiced martial arts with Zhang Yuxian.

But he had only practiced it for a month, how could he be stronger than Zhao Tiezhu who had been practicing for decades?

"Our…Our men…what…is it?" The woman asked with a shiver and at this point, Yi Yun could see by the side of his eyes that Lian Chengyu had already stood up. Both his eyes were like a venomous snake staring at him.

Coldness, killing intent and greed!

All the properties a snake would possess were contained within!

Yi Yun knew that Lian Chengyu was threatening him. But he met Lian Chengyu's gaze and said without fear, "The desolate bone was poisonous. Your men died because of the desolate bone refinement. It has nothing to do with me!"

Yi Yun's voice was transmitted far, and everyone heard it crystal clear.

In a moment, the villagers exploded!

The desolate bone was poisonous!?

Our men died from refining the desolate bone!?

The villagers were at a loss and began to flurriedly discuss.

Today, if it was a weak Yi Yun who said it, no one would have believed him. On the contrary, they would burn him at the stake, in the name of exorcising the evil spirits.

But now, Yi Yun had a formidable power backing him. What he said might sound crazy and incomprehensible, but some people would subconsciously believe in it.

This was what strength could bring!

A person's strength not only determined their position or dignity, it also affected the words they said.

An expert's words were as good as gold, and each word had its oomph.

A weakling's words were the same as the sounds of farts, no one would care about it!

The present Yi Yun was relying on his strength to stand in the arena, or as a twelve-year-old child, how was he to show his might?

Lian Chengyu sneered and remained quiet. At that moment, a yellow-robed elder stood up.

"Empty words!"

The elder with a harsh voice was naturally the Patriarch of the Lian tribal clan.

"You kid, how dare you instigate the masses with your wagging lies? The desolate bone was bought using all our savings, and with the help of our tribe, we managed to refine it successfully after weeks! How could it be poisonous!?"

"This desolate bone essence has been eaten by Chengyu; if it was poisonous, the first person to be poisoned would be Chengyu!"

The Patriarch remained extremely dignified. He had gained an air of authority after being in charge of the Lian tribal clan for all these years.

Even though Yi Yun had the strength, whatever Yi Yun said would not have the weight compared to the Patriarch.

Besides, the Patriarch's words were very reasonable.

The desolate bone was bought by the tribe at great expense to be refined for Lian Chengyu. If it had poison, it would have been equivalent to the tribe spending a great deal just to harm Lian Chengyu?

"The Patriarch is right! My fellow folks, don't believe the kid's words!"

"How can you trust the words of a twelve-year-old child?"

In the crowd, several people shouted. These people were the people who had Lian as their surname. They had mutual interests as the Lian tribal clan's upper echelon, and some of them were similar to Lian Cuihua. They were the eyes on the ground for the Lian tribal clan upper echelon, responsible for whistleblowing and the spreading of rumors. By doing so, the upper echelon would give them extra food.

Seeing some of the villagers having doubts, these people said, "You think that little monkey is strong? Compared to Young Master Lian, he's nothing!"

"So what if he beat Zhao Tiezhu, Zhao Tiezhu is just like us, normal mortals. As for Young Master Lian, he has already reached the Purple Blood realm. Do you even know what the Purple Blood realm is? Lord Zhang that previously came to our village was also in the Purple Blood realm, and he was almost the same as a god in the sky!"

Back then everyone knew that Zhang Yuxian rode a behemoth, and he had brought down a large tree with a simple chop. The power of the Purple Blood realm was terrifying. In comparison, beating Zhao Tiezhu in wrestling was nothing.

"Yi Yun may seem strong to us, but compared to Young Master Lian, he's nothing worth mentioning! Only Young Master Lian can lead us to a good life. It can't be that you choose to believe this kid over Young Master Lian!"

People began to shout once again.

It had to be said that having ruled the Lian tribal clan for so long, the ruling class was deep-rooted. For Yi Yun to say a few words to affect their standing would be very hard; furthermore, Yi Yun had no proof.

Also, the entire tribe's efforts had been invested in Lian Chengyu, and Lian Chengyu had "not failed to disappoint the masses". He had "made greater breakthroughs" in his strength, and had "achieved" the Purple Blood realm.

With all their hopes on Lian Chengyu to change their lives, how could they stop believing Lian Chengyu and instead believe a twelve-year-old childlike Yi Yun?

It was the same even if Yi Yun defeated Zhao Tiezhu!

Yi Yun had already expected this and it did not matter to him. He did not hope to overturn Lian Chengyu with just words; he simply wanted to plant a seed of doubt within the people.

The vast wilderness was a world where power ruled supreme. Ever since time immemorial, it has been so!

Would a victor need to provide proof? It was superfluous because the strongest victor's words were the rules, the law, and the truth.

Experts did not need more words to explain themselves. Others would subconsciously believe in it and eventually really believe in it.

By making his appearance today, Yi Yun was already mentally prepared to have a direct conflict with Lian Chengyu.

He knew that Lian Chengyu would not break through to the Purple Blood realm with that energy-less desolate bone "essence".

Lian Chengyu was at the peak of the Qi Gatherer realm, while he was in the beginning stages of the Qi Gatherer realm, but at the same time had reached the realm of Dragon Pulse.

He was confident of this battle!

However, Yi Yun was still worried about Yao Yuan. He did not know Yao Yuan's strength.

He waited for Lian Chengyu to make his move, and at the same time secretly observed Yao Yuan.

But surprisingly, Lian Chengyu had no plans to make any moves and was just looking at him with a dark look!

Today, Lian Chengyu would not be making any moves!

Yao Yuan had already warned him that he had hurt his heart due to the anger he experienced.

If he ignored his injuries and made a move, it was possible, but he would never recover to his peak at the kingdom's selection in a few days!

True Martial World - Chapter 75: Dog's Blood over Face

"What…What do you want to do?" Seeing Yi Yun walk over, Lian Cuihua screamed. "You little bastard, you contracted the plague. Do you plan to spread it to the people?" Lian Cuihua was not someone to be trifled with. Seeing Yi Yun suddenly becoming so terrifying, she quickly thought of Yi Yun contracting the plague, and began shouting, hoping to be reinforced by the crowd.

"My fellow folks, this little bastard must have been possessed after he died, or he would not be so powerful. Have you forgotten that he was possessed? Right!" Lian Cuihua suddenly thought of something and quickly squeezed through the crowd.

"Move away, move the f**k away!"

Running out, and when she returned, she had a wooden bucket in her hand.

Looking at Yi Yun, an insidious smile flashed across her face.

"Little bastard, you can be so smug because I let you be. Do you think you are invincible just because you are possessed by those filthy things? See how I kill you!" After saying that, Lian Cuihua splashed the contents in the wooden bucket at Yi Yun!

Inside the wooden bucket was blood-red liquid, and a stench emanated from it.

It was dog's blood!

Before the match, the members of the warrior preparation camp had slaughtered two hunting dogs and had prepared to have a feast after the match.

After slaughtering the hunting dogs, the blood was stored in the wooden bucket. In it floated the dogs' intestines, fur, heart, and lungs. And all these were thrown towards Yi Yun!

The people of the Cloud Wilderness believed that dog blood was capable of exorcism.

The filthy spirits could not stand the sight of dog's blood, and if splattered with dog's blood, they would melt away.

A Chinese phrase "dog's blood over face" had that meaning. Cursing a person to the point of "dog's blood over face" was the same as a possessed person with dog blood over them. It meant that they would stay immobile and remain speechless.

Lian Cuihua genuinely believed that Yi Yun had been possessed to be able to maim Zhao Tiezhu, so as long as the dogs' blood covered him, the evil spirits would burn away, leaving a small chicken-like Yi Yun, who would be helpless against her.

Lian Cuihua was dying to chop off Yi Yun's limbs and hook him up to burn. As long as she accused him of being possessed, it was easy to encourage the people to burn him at the stake.

The people exclaimed when they saw the bucket of blood spilled.

At that moment, Yi Yun's eyes flashed a murderous intent.

For a woman like Lian Cuihua who did not know any martial arts, Yi Yun would not have bothered with her, but she had previously attacked Jiang Xiaorou.

Furthermore, he now knew how vicious this woman was.

Some people were venomous to the bone. These kinds of people did harm to the world, whether they knew martial arts or not, whether they were a woman or not.

"Peng!"

A loud explosive crack sounded. Without seeing Yi Yun move, the bucket of dogs' blood had already exploded right in front of Yi Yun's eyes!

Although the blood splattered everywhere, not one drop landed on Yi Yun' body.

On the other hand, Lian Cuihua was covered with the dogs' blood!

"Ah!"

Lian Cuihua shrieked. Her hair was disheveled and she kept screaming, "You monster, you little beast, you bastard! Ah…"

Lian Cuihua was unable to say anymore because Yi Yun had her by the neck!

Lian Cuihua's tongue was hanging out, and her eyes went white as her limbs twitched.

"Save…save me…" The urge to survival empowered Lian Cuihua to barely say those words.

At that moment, the surrounding people had backed away in fright.

They did not dare to attack Yi Yun. The commoners of the vast wilderness were the type that bullied the weak and feared the strong. They had a strong inclination of servility. In front of an expert, they would unconsciously obey, while in front of a weakling, they will display their foul abusive side, turning into monsters. This was depicted by their attack on Jiang Xiaorou.

Lian Cuihua was finally afraid. As she looked at Yi Yun, her eyes were filled with fear.

She still did not understand how Yi Yun had suddenly become this strong. It seemed like he had not been possessed…because a possessed person would not be able to avoid the dogs' blood. A possessed person seeing dog blood was akin to a mouse, frozen stiff from seeing a cat.

"You…You want to…beat a woman? Ke Ke…Ke Ke…" Lian Cuihua found it hard to open her mouth, as her voice trembled.

Yi Yun laughed. "I have never hit a woman."

After saying that, Yi Yun loosened his grip slightly.

Lian Cuihua was able to heave a sigh of relief and managed to muster some courage, "Quickly let me go, and ask for forgiveness from Young Master Lian, he might still let you go. You may have turned strong, but can you beat Young Master Lian?"

Lian Chengyu was a god to the Lian tribal clan.

He had absolute authority!

These days, under the propaganda from Lian Chengyu, the people knew that about the various stages before the Purple Blood realm; in the past Lian Chengyu was at the peak of the fifth level of Mortal Blood, while Zhao Tiezhu was at the first level of Mortal Blood, and the gap between the two was like heaven and earth.

Although Lian Cuihua was afraid of Yi Yun, she recalled that she had been of service to Lian Chengyu, so with him backing her, would she need to be afraid of the little punk?

If Lian Chengyu made a move, he would easily crush Yi Yun.

Thinking of this, Lian Cuihua became braver. She felt that being released by Yi Yun was a display of him wising up.

"Go kneel before Young Master Lian to admit your mistakes or he will rip off your skin. Do you think are so powerful just because you had defeated that loser, Zhao Tiezhu? Zhao Tiezhu is like a worm when compared to Young Master Lian. And you are just a slightly bigger worm!"

Lian Cuihua shouted, thinking that she could frighten Yi Yun. However, she genuinely believed all that she said, for Lian Chengyu as a Purple Blood realm warrior has unfathomable strength!

As for the loser, Zhao Tiezhu who couldn't beat a child, he might as well die. Lian Cuihua would not reminiscence old times with a cripple.

Hearing Lian Cuihua's threats, Yi Yun simply laughed and gave her a slap without warning.

"Pa!"

With that, Lian Cuihua's body flew from Yi Yun's slap.

She tumbled three and half times mid-air before landing on the ground heavily, with the heaven and earth revolving around her!

Lian Cuihua was stunned from her beating. Blood spit out from her mouth, like a trampled fish.

Lian Cuihua struggled a bit and with her shaking hand touched her left cheek. She found her left cheek completely deformed. It was a bloody mess!

She felt something in her mouth, and with a spit, out came more than ten blood-stained teeth.

The left side of her teeth had been knocked out by Yi Yun!

"Uh…Uh…" Lian Cuihua looked at Yi Yun wanting to say something. But her tongue was destroyed and her face deformed; she could not say a single word. Even when looking at Yi Yun, her eyes would lose focus if her pupils were to dilate.

She moved her lips with great difficulty, making out a distorted sound. This sound had longed changed. But Yi Yun could still understand. If he guessed correctly, Lian Cuihua had questioned him having never beaten a woman before.

"Did I say so?" Yi Yun countered. Lian Cuihua barely blinked her eyes.

Yi Yun rubbed his hands and said, "Oh… What I said was in the past, in the future, I won't do so anymore. People who deserve a beating will receive one."

It was alright if Lian Cuihua had scolded Yi Yun, but she should have never bullied Jiang Xiaorou.

Yi Yun found it hard to imagine how Jiang Xiaorou managed to survive the day when she received the news of his disappearance and the cow dung besiegement by the group.

In this strange world, Jiang Xiaorou was his closest relative. He did now allow anyone to hurt her.

Just as Yi Yun finished his words, Lian Cuihua spewed a mouthful of blood and passed out.

True Martial World - Chapter 74: Brutally Attacking Zhao Tiezhu

"Those words were from you?" Zhao Tiezhu sneered. He was curious why Yi Yun had not died after falling down a cliff that was tens of meters high. He did not believe anyone could be that lucky and had used some trick to give the men refining the desolate bone a false impression.

Zhao Tiezhu had originally thought that a warrior with some means had challenged him, so he could use overwhelming strength to kill the other. But unexpectedly, what faced him was this useless little monkey, Yi Yun.

With this, he was unable to show off. How could killing a little monkey that only reached his chest be show worthy?

What Zhao Tiezhu was thinking was the method to which he could use to kill Yi Yun, one that would make Yi Yun most uncomfortable and afraid.

"Of course it was me. Wasn't what you just said nonsense?” Yi Yun held his arms behind him with an expression that was clear. Did you need to ask such a retarded question?

"Ah!" Zhao Tiezhu looked at Yi Yun as if he was a retard. He could not understand if Yi Yun had crushed his brain in the door, for Yi Yun should have been envisioning the fate that awaited him. "Little bastard, to offend me today, you are dead meat. Obediently kneel down and kowtow to me a hundred times, before burrowing under my crotch. Do you want to do it yourself, or should I make you do so?"

Zhao Tiezhu grinned while Yi Yun looked at him as if he was retarded, "I'm here today to get a spot, not to listen to your nonsense."

With those words, the entire audience were stunned.

The people realized that by going up on stage, Yi Yun was not purposely antagonizing or making Zhao Tiezhu unhappy, but to fight a match to obtain a participation spot for the kingdom's selection!

Heavens, with his size, is he crazy?

He had just trained for a month, and was just slightly older than twelve years of age, how was he to compete with Zhao Tiezhu?

"Brother Yi Yun…" In the crowd, Zhou Xiaoke was having a heart-wrenching moment. Did Brother Yi Yun know how strong Zhao Tiezhu was?

To the people of the Lian tribal clan, the members of the warrior preparation camp were like a group of tigers. No ordinary person was their match, what more a kid like Yi Yun.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Tiezhu convulsed with laughter as if this was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life. "Little bastard, have you gone mad? Don't tell me that you believe you can defeat me after learning some skill from Lord Zhang, so that you can represent the Lian tribal clan at the kingdom's selection?"

As Zhao Tiezhu said those words, the members of the warrior preparation camp roared with laughter.

"Brother Zhao cut the crap with this kid. He's nothing. Just because he's one lucky fuck to get chosen by Lord Zhang, he thinks he's invincible!"

Many people echoed this. At that moment, a mean female voice sounded, "Brother Tiezhu, break the kid's legs and hang him up!"

The person was none other than Lian Cuihua. How could Yi Yun forget her shrill voice?

The person who led the villagers to besiege Jiang Xiaorou's house with cow dung was this Lian Cuihua.

Yi Yun sneered and took a deep glance at Lian Cuihua.

"What the f**k are you looking at, you little bastard? Do you think you can afford to look at me? Look anymore, and I'll dig out both your despicable eyes!" Lian Cuihua was domineering as she said, "Brother Tiezhu, slaughter the little bastard!"

As she said that, Lian Cuihua even sent a flirtatious glance at Zhao Tiezhu.

Zhao Tiezhu was obviously empowered by that flirtatious glance and laughed heartily. "Kid, I guess you have not recovered from your sickness. Your mind still isn't straight. A little slave like you who can't even find food in the mud plains wants to join the kingdom's selection? Today I'll take off your head to be used as a urinal!"

With that, Zhao Tiezhu charged at Yi Yun.

His face showed a facetious expression as he stretched out the two steel-like arms of his to grab Yi Yun's head. He was not just saying, and was really planning to twist Yi Yun's head off!

Zhao Tiezhu had great strength, so how could a normal kid withstand his grab?

Yi Yun stayed motionless and with a firm stance stretched both his arms to grab Zhao Tiezhu. It was the same move as Zhao Tiezhu!

Yi Yun's hands were totally out of proportion compared to Zhao Tiezhu's large hands.

Seeing the idiot Yi Yun to dare stretch his hands out, Zhao Tiezhu grinned and grabbed towards Yi Yun's hands. He had changed his mind. He wanted to crush Yi Yun's hands!

The four limbs clashed and a snapping sound rang!

Zhao Tiezhu's face froze!

His lips twitched as he looked unbelievably at Yi Yun's hands and his. His two large hands within Yi Yun's small hands had been mangled. Fresh blood trickled down without pause. Besides his thumb, all his other eight fingers were twisted in weird angles and completely broken.

His hands had been brutally crushed by Yi Yun!

Ah!

A loud heart-wrenching scream came out of Zhao Tiezhu's mouth!

Yi Yun looked coldly at Zhao Tiezhu, "Who did you say was the slave? In this world, the weak are enslaved as slaves, the strong are regarded as lords. Whoever was stronger could dominate everything. I'll tell you who the slave is today."

After saying that, Yi Yun took a step forward and a simple knee struck Zhao Tiezhu in the chest.

"Peng"

With a thud, Zhao Tiezhu's burly body flew up like a torn sack with Yi Yun's knee strike. His sternum bent inwards, with an unknown number of broken ribs.

He fell heavily to the ground, with blood seeping out from his mouth. His body was twitching with a broken spine.

This sudden scene shocked everyone present.

Their expressions had been from seconds past, completely frozen.

What…was this?

Yi Yun had crushed Zhao Tiezhu's hands and sent him flying with a knee!

Yi Yun's small and thin body and Zhao Tiezhu's burly body were in sharp contrast, giving an extremely strong visual impact!

Was this a dream?

Lian Chengyu, who had been sitting in his animal skin chair all along, suddenly stood up and stared at Yi Yun with a pair of shining eyes.

Yi Yun, a herb picking slave who did not normally have food to eat was no different from a beggar. Such a person would be no cause for concern in the Lian tribal clan.

But, he was able to maim Zhao Tiezhu in a brief moment!

Where did his martial arts come from?

Could it be that after practicing martial arts with Zhang Yuxian, he was able to grasp martial arts in a month's time, allowing him to beat Zhao Tiezhu?

How could this be possible!?

Lian Chengyu clenched his fists so tightly his nails pierced his palms.

The audience were silent. For a long moment, no one uttered a sound, as they had yet to come round.

Even Zhou Xiaoke, who had been worried for Yi Yun, stared at him with her two large dark eyes. She was totally stunned, is this real? That devilish-looking, tower-like Zhao Tiezhu had been defeated by Brother Yi Yun!

Yi Yun returned to his normal stance and casually straightened the tattered clothes he wore.

This was Yi Yun's first act of violence.

Previously, Yi Yun's punches would land on boulders. They were extremely hard, causing pain to his fists. But today, it landed on a human's body, all he felt was a hardness after softness. Having maimed a person directly, Yi Yun did not find it unacceptable. He had already grown accustomed to the new survival rules of this world ever since he crossed into this wild world.

He knew clearly that if he were a compassionate person or a monk who did not have blood-stained hands, he would be taken advantage off. noveltranslationweb.blogspot.com

Yi Yun gently moved his ten fingers before turning his head towards Lian Cuihua.

"You previously said that you would break my legs and hang me up? And to dig out my eyes?" Saying this, Yi Yun slowly walked towards Lian Cuihua.

True Martial World - Chapter 73: Yi Yun’s Appearance

"Who else wants to come up and try?" Zhao Tiezhu was in high spirits, "Dongzhi, you want to come up here and play with me?" Seeing no one coming up, Zhao Tiezhu began calling out names.

"Brother Zhao, don't joke with me. How can I win against you? The punch you sent out a while ago had a ring in your joints. Isn't that the Thunder something, and bow shooting down flock realm or something?"

All kinds of fawning methods were used by this young warrior by the name of Dongzi. He understood that to survive in the warrior preparation camp, he had to grab onto someone great, so that when the meat was handed out, he would receive more.

"Hahaha! It's 'Thunder in the nine clouds, Surprise Bow Drops Flock!'. This phrase had taken a long while for Zhao Tiezhu to memorize before he could spout the mouthful.

He was still light-years away from that realm, but looking at Zhao Tiezhu's expression, it was as if he had already reached that state.

Noticing that no one in the audience was willing to face him, Zhao Tiezhu felt there was no need to continue posturing as he said loudly, "If no one is coming up on stage, then I'll gladly accept this spot!"

Originally, Zhao Tiezhu's rules were like so: if no one dared to face the person in the arena, then that person would take a spot away. This was how the nine spots were chosen.

No one had any disagreements because they were convinced of Zhao Tiezhu's strength.

"Is there anyone in disagreement?" Zhao Tiezhu deliberately slowed down the speed at which he collected the wooden tablet. It was akin to the feeling of an auctioneer counting down in order to tease for higher bids.

To Zhao Tiezhu, this was just another of his posturing acts, but no one expected that, just as he asked that question, a voice came from the crowd, "You sure are detestable, why can't you just take the wooden tablet? Do you need to act in that infuriating manner, asking people to go against you? If so, then I'll fulfill your wish and go against you."

"Who? Who?" Zhao Tiezhu was just about to finish his perfect act, but someone had actually jumped up to oppose him!

And in between those lines, he had accused him of being detestable!?

That's right, everyone could tell that Zhao Tiezhu was just posturing. He had used it to announce to the entire Lian tribal clan that he was the strongest in the warrior preparation camp, but who would dare say it?

"Whoever who said that, come out here. I want to see who is it that's sick of living!"

Zhao Tiezhu had already considered the Lian tribal clan as his, if Lian Chengyu was a tiger, then he was the jackal henchman of Lian Chengyu. How could he tolerate being hit in the face in his own territory?

But, if someone were to step forward now, he could set an example, establishing his authority!

He had decided that he would kill the person who had caused trouble in front of everybody!

In the lawless vast wilderness, there was nothing wrong with the strong killing the weak; furthermore, it was in the arena, thus making it even more justified.

Thinking of this, Zhao Tiezhu swept through the crowd with his bloodthirsty eyes.

Zhao Tiezhu was looking for the person who had said those words, but the person was hidden within the sea of people and not coming forward.

After about thirty seconds, someone had pushed through the crowd to the forefront of the stage.

The people gave way as they saw a small-sized child walk out to the front of the stage, and leisurely climb up the stage.

This small-sized child only reached Zhao Tiezhu's chest and he was dressed in rough linen clothes. His clothes were clean but tattered, with several large patches.

Seeing this body's size and pose, question marks filled the brains of the crowd. Was this child the person who called out?

The people had originally thought that the person who called out was some warrior with a lot of confidence in his strength, and he was most likely a member of the warrior preparation camp, but unexpectedly, it was a child! Does he not want to live?

It was no wonder he could not be seen earlier because he was short and was hidden below the crowd!

"You…how could you…" Zhao Tiezhu was shocked at the child in front of him, "Yi Yun!? You aren't dead?"

Yi Yun's back was originally facing the people, so many had not noticed. Now, they could see clearly that the person on stage was none other than Yi Yun.

"Brother Yi Yun! It's really brother Yi Yun!" Yi Yun's neighbor Aunt Wang and her daughter Zhou Xiaoke were in the audience. Zhou Xiaoke, having seen Yi Yun alive, was pleasantly surprised, but seeing the immediate scene, she worried for Yi Yun.

At that moment, Zhou Xiaoke grabbed Aunt Wang's rough hands tightly with her heart in her mouth.

"Kiddo Yun is still alive, but why would he go up the stage now to antagonize this dangerous person?"

Aunt Wang was worried as she did not know what Yi Yun was doing.

And at that moment, Yi Yun, who was standing on stage, slowly turned his body towards the animal skin chair in the Lian tribal clan's courtyard, where a frail Lian Chengyu was sitting!

The other party's gaze was like bullets shooting at him!

Lian Chengyu was motionless in his seat, yet the four maidservants around him could not help but shiver.

They could feel that Lian Chengyu had suddenly turned into a ferocious beast!

How many times was it? Yes…, it was the third time!

Lian Chengyu placed the teacup in his hand down and carried on staring at Yi Yun.

The first time, Yi Yun was resurrected after falling down while picking herbs.

The second time, Yi Yun had escaped after being attacked secretly by Lian Chengyu.

The third time, after being poisoned by both the desolate bone’s frost toxin and the Blood Thinning Pill, and bleeding from his seven orifices and falling down a big cliff, he still survived.

Lian Chengyu's eyelids began to jump. The way he looked at Yi Yun was like a poisonous snake looking at its prey with traces of ruthlessness and greed.

"His body has a secret!" Lian Chengyu believed that Yi Yun had a treasure that protected his life. Although he did not know what the treasure was, it did not matter, because the treasure would soon be his.

After killing Yi Yun, he would obtain the treasure. He could then slowly examine it and eventually figure out its usage.

When he thought of this, Lian Chengyu slowly regained his composure.

His expression was calm on the surface, but within his body was excited and hot blood. He gently licked his lips, flashing eyes that thirsted for blood.

Good! Very good! Heaven is finally fair to me for once!

Heaven may not have given me a glorious family background, nor had it given me the resources needed for practicing martial arts, and it had even cut me off just as I was about to break through into the Purple Blood realm!

But today, you have given me a chance, sending this treasure that can protect one's life right to me.

As the ancient saying goes: if you do not grab an opportunity presented to you, harm will fall unto you!

If I were to ignore the object that Heaven has given me, it will invite future disaster. I, Lian Chengyu, am surely not a stupid person.

Surprisingly, this kid named Yi Yun can have such a blessed life despite being a starving little slave—no, it should be said that I have a blessed life! By killing him, I’ll get the treasure. Whoever holds the treasure also holds the blessed life!

Many thoughts flashed within Lian Chengyu's mind. A grinning Zhao Tiezhu had already begun walking towards Yi Yun without any orders from Lian Chengyu.

True Martial World - Chapter 72: The pinnacle of Zhao Tiezhu’s life

Matches in the vast wilderness did not have many rules. The way it proceeded was simple; a person will stay on the stage and he would be attacked by others in a duel fashion. Whoever had the capability, could go up.

Eventually when no one went up on stage, then the person standing in the arena would win a spot. He would then be able to take a wooden board that symbolized his victory.

Such a system might sound chaotic, where it was possible for two similarly-matched warriors to engage in a brutal match, or by tag-teaming, causing the warrior who was hoarding the stage to run out of energy. However, the people of the warrior preparation camp did not bother to think too deeply into that. Simple and rough was their style.

Originally, neither Yao Yuan nor Lian Chengyu could be bothered with this meaningless matches. Yao Yuan had given Zhao Tiezhu the authority to decide on the rules, but for a boor like Zhao Tiezhu, was it possible for him to come up with reasonable and fair rules? If the rules were too complicated, the people competing wouldn't understand.

When the match began, Zhao Tiezhu was first on the stage!

He was unable to reel in his patience, for he had waited long for this opportunity where he could display his hidden strength.

The arena was a hundred feet wide. Zhao Tiezhu stood in the middle of the arena and began making poses to showcase his muscles, "Come! Who wants to spar with me?"

Zhao Tiezhu began shouting. Likewise, the onlookers began shouting too.

They did not expect that it would begin with an expert duel. Zhao Tiezhu was famous, together with his high profile way of doing things, everyone knew that Zhao Tiezhu was one of the top ten experts in the warrior preparation camp.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, I'll spar with you!" A strong man jumped into the arena. His surname was Sun and he was of average strength in the warrior preparation camp. He was not Zhao Tiezhu's match, but he was on good terms with Zhao Tiezhu. He was a pal who could share in the meat with Zhao Tiezhu on the occasional successful hunt.

He could tell that Zhao Tiezhu wanted to parade himself, so he had gone on stage to complement him.

The people of the warrior preparation camp had trained together for a long period, so all of them knew each other's standing. They knew that Sun knew he would not be within the top nine spots, so he might as well give Zhao Tiezhu a favor.

"Haha, good, Brother Sun, come on!" Sun and Zhao Tiezhu both had aggressive attitudes. In the arena of the vast wilderness, there was no messy etiquette. The match began once you came into the arena!

Since everyone was watching, the both of them fought with their best.

The members of the warrior preparation camp indeed had large strength. As for fighting skills and techniques, then that was too much. Their sparring was similar to a Hong Kong action film, where the motions were slow, punches always landed and out of nowhere, they would grab each other in a twist.

Sun was not Zhao Tiezhu's match even before his power had increased. Hence, in a few rounds, Zhao Tiezhu had grabbed his waist, pinning him down in the arena.

The two had fought without any style for as they fought, they realized all the fist techniques and stances they had learned before were not easy to use. In the end, grabbing each other and rolling on the ground was most pragmatic!

Whoever had the greater strength won.

This was also the logic of Brazilian jiu-jitsu. In the popular mixed-martial arts competitions like the UFC in America, the person who was able to twist the arm or crush the other party's neck would obtain victory, albeit the awkward looking moves.

"Good!" The audience shouted. Although Zhao Tiezhu's movements were not elegant, it was a great pleasure in the eyes of the Lian tribal clan clansmen. They were easily excited just seeing wrestling.

After Sun, another person went up on stage to spar with Zhao Tiezhu but he had also lost to him.

After two matches, Zhao Tiezhu status was even better for the more he fought, the more courage he gained.

"Haha, who else is coming up?" shouted Zhao Tiezhu glowing. It was as if he had drunk a jar of rice wine.

The people could tell that Zhao Tiezhu would obtain one of those warrior spots today.

A man jumped up the stage and said with a low muffled voice, "Brother Zhao, let me have a shot with you."

When this person went on-stage, it immediately drew cheers.

"It's Zhang Dali! Zhang Dali was naturally born strong. At fifteen, he could lift a 100-kilogram rock weight. It's unknown how strong Zhang Dali is now!"

In the Lian tribal clan, the names of the leading members of the warrior preparation camp were also widely known.

When Zhang Da Li could lift 100 kilograms of rock weights at fifteen, he had become famous in the Lian tribal clan.

There was a high chance Zhang Dali would be among the nine selected ones.

With Zhang Dali and Zhao Tiezhu, this match of strong versus the strong caused the crowd to erupt.

"Dali, haha, good! I've long wanted to spar with you, come!" Zhao Tiezhu eyes lit up. A year ago, he was weaker than Zhang Dali by a bit, but this year he had a substantial change in his strength. He had been yearning to find a strong opponent to test his strength out!

Zhang Dali leaped onto the stage and was separated from Zhao Tiezhu by thirty feet. Without any etiquette, they rushed towards each other with a roar.

Both men were stout, so it was as if two bulls were charging towards each other.

"Peng!" Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Dali collided into each other without any gaudy display. People could hear the sounds of flesh and bone colliding, scaring them white.

Such a collision if it directed onto their bodies would have broken their bones.

The battle between Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Dali was obviously much more aggressive than Sun's battle from before.

Both men's strength measured about 350 kilograms, more than twice a tier-one male. Such a disparity in strength ensured that even if a dozen tier-one men attacked Zhao Tiezhu, he would still be able to easily down them.

"Tiezhu well played!" In the crowd, Lian Cuihua was shouting at the top of her voice. As she had recently been roped in by Lian Chengyu to do some "job", she had been close with Zhao Tiezhu, and soon they were an item.

Thinking of the Zhao Tiezhu's vigorous prowess from the previous night, Lian Cuihua could not help feeling a lustful desire.

Hearing the people cheer and with Lian Cuihua's support, Zhao Tiezhu seemed to gain some inexplicable strength and began lashing out a storm. But, Dali did not wish to be outdone; with his huge strength, he still had a big advantage.

The essence of a typical fight among the members of warrior preparation camp was a battle of strength. This was also why lifting stone rollers was their leading performance and the way to gain bragging rights.

After wrestling on the ground for a long time, Zhao Tiezhu finally managed to suppress Zhang Dali. He was held down and could no longer move.

The main reason why Zhao Tiezhu was able to suppress Zhang Dali was due to him eating lots of herbs causing his fitness to increase along with prolonged stamina.

He had won this match due to his stamina!

Zhang Dali had been suppressed till he was a bit asphyxiated. He did not understand how Zhao Tiezhu was able to be like a tireless bull, how did he have an unexpendable amount of energy?

It has to be said that although the average member of the warrior preparation camp had great strength, their arms would still be sore after lifting a 250-kilogram stone roller eight times. It was not easy to be like Zhao Tiezhu, who become stronger the more he fought.

Zhang Dali gasped for air as he asked, "You…you can't have broken through to the Vigor realm, have you?"

"Hahaha, almost!" Zhao Tiezhu began to brag. Most of the members of the preparation camp were in the Valiant realm, and Zhao Tiezhu was far from the Vigor realm. How could it be easy to be at the stage of Breathes in like a Snake, Out like an Arrow?

Zhao Tiezhu had just a bit more endurance, but if he stayed in a poor place like the Lian tribal clan, he most likely would never be able to break through to the Vigor realm.

The surrounding commoners knew what the Vigor realm meant. After all, the kingdom's selection had been known for a long time, and Lian Chengyu had long announced what was the Purple Blood realm.

Under the false information by the ruling class of the Lian tribal clan, the people had all believed that Lian Chengyu had entered the Purple Blood realm. To the ignorant commoners, they felt that the Purple Blood realm was as powerful as a deity in Heaven.

If Zhao Tiezhu was said to be a bull, then Lian Chengyu was a terrifying desolate beast. The gap between them was heaven and earth.

The more they felt Lian Chengyu's strength, the more hope they had that Lian Chengyu would bring them into the city. At the same time, they felt that by following Lian Chengyu, it would be an honor to become a servant under him. In this chaotic world, people did not think about freedom. To those who could not fill their stomachs, freedom was an extravagance and a joke. All they wanted was to follow a good master and to be satisfied with a meal.

"Hahaha!" Zhao Tiezhu broke into a laughter. He was very pleased with the present scene. He also knew that there was no way he would be able to pass the kingdom's selection but to be able to show off, Zhao Tiezhu felt like he had reached the pinnacle of his life.