One thousand four hundred and sixty-one: Meeting an acquaintance
Unfortunately, when I was on a mission outside, I accidentally burped my butt. Then this little guy became an orphan. As for his mother...his mother had a difficult delivery when she gave birth to him, and she died earlier than his father.
In Yan Wan's opinion, this guy is similar to Naruto's Sasuke, but not as good as Sabi's brother Itachi. He just had a bad life and his parents died early.
Fortunately, this kid works hard enough and has good talent. He can be considered one of the geniuses in this class.
Yan Wan replied casually: "Go back and find a basic swordsmanship book and practice each move a thousand times a day. After three years, you can get started."
However, amid the stunned expressions of the other two friends, Xiang Yuntian was silent for a while and suddenly said: "Teacher... I have been practicing for five years."
Yan Wan paused, turned his head, looked at his fingers and wrist joints, and found that what he said was indeed true.
As soon as he walked out of the school and came to the river, Yan Huan pointed to the woods nearby: "That's right, find a branch to play with and let me have a look."
Unexpectedly, Xiang Yuntian did not move, but stared at him: "Teacher, your sword..."
Yan Wan raised his head and looked at him, smiled inexplicably, and threw Chi Xiao to him: "Then you give it a try."
Chi Xiao now weighs more than three hundred kilograms. Even if the sword box is removed, it is still about one hundred and thirty kilograms. This guy can dance well, but if he can say that he can move freely and his movements are not deformed, he is still far from it.
Click...
The moment Chi Xiao came out of the box, all three of them felt their hair stand on end, and there seemed to be a strange beast whispering in their ears. The aura was mixed with irresistible majesty and domineering.
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After a long time, Xiang Yuntian was the first to come back to his senses. He stared at the trembling sword in his hand in shock, with some palpitation and fear vaguely remaining on his face.
For just a moment, he felt as if he was being led into hell by that low moan...
After hesitating for a moment, he closed the sword, handed it back to Yan Wan respectfully, and ran to the woods to find branches without saying a word.
He is a genius after all. No matter how respectful he is on his face, he is always a little arrogant in his heart. It's a pity that he picked the wrong person...
Yan Wang coughed, waking up the two people who were still immersed in the state just now, and asked them to rest nearby.
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Three months later.
Yan Wan finally said goodbye to the days of raising children for the time being.
Because there was an urgent mission that required him to set off immediately.
In the middle of the afternoon, he arrived at the largest and tallest building in the village and found the village chief with ease. However, when he took the information handed over by the other party, he couldn't help but tremble in his hands and fell into a state of confusion.
He saw a vivid image painted, and the content depicted in the image was very simple - a deep and wide pit, with ruins and debris on the ground.
Could this be... someone made a Scud missile?
Yan Wan took a breath and subconsciously looked up at the village chief, as if he wanted him to answer this question.
The village chief said worriedly: "The Brown Earth Village, one of the five major warrior villages, now only has a big pit and ruins and rubble. Someone brought back the news a few days ago. That night, there was only a loud noise that shook the earth. The village disappeared in an instant, and only this big hole remained."
Yan Wan forced a smile, his expression extremely ugly: "Is this fake?"
The village chief smiled bitterly and said: "That's why I need more detailed information, so I'm informing you urgently. I know your abilities very well. If even you can't find any clues, there will only be a handful of people in the village who can do it."
Yan Wan asked tentatively: "Are you suspicious that those villages are up to something? Are they trying new weapons?"
The village chief nodded and sighed: "The possibility is very high. If this kind of thing is really a weapon, its power would be too terrifying."
"Are there any suspects?" Yan Wan's eyes fell on the information again.
The village chief was silent and pointed to a certain area on the map on the table - Chihuo Village.
"I'll leave immediately."
Yan Wang put down the information and walked out without stopping.
He desperately wanted to find out what was going on. They are the so-called Jinchuuriki in Naruto, tailed beasts like Nine Tails, similar to this kind of existence. Or... is it the actor's fault?
If it's the latter, then it's great fun.
This script has just begun, and it doesn't follow the routine. It's just crazy.
Either this guy is an actor of the Techno-god type, and his technological expertise is at an extremely high level, so he can make such a powerful weapon.
Or maybe this thing is a disposable weapon, created by an actor using some kind of prop.
No matter what the possibility is, as long as the actor did it, his purpose is to completely break the fragile balance between the five villages, muddy the water, and then fish in troubled waters.
Although Yan Wan wanted to convince himself that this thing was a one-time use, it was impossible for an actor of this level to be able to mass-produce this thing.
However, there was a voice in his heart that denied this view.
The reason is very simple. Since it is a one-time use, why not wait until the time is right before throwing it out to establish victory in one fell swoop. If you have to show your trump card right from the beginning, is there something wrong with you?
This is like fighting a landlord, where everyone is still sorting out the cards and figuring out how to play. Who knew someone would change hands and throw a king bomb...
Yan Wang rubbed his forehead and muttered secretly: "If it was an actor who did it, then the village would be unsafe. Maybe at some point, a shell will fall on the head and flatten the village."
"Perhaps, give it a try and strike first."
Yan Wang thought about his advantages, and a vicious plan gradually emerged in his mind. From the actor's point of view, with the Po Wu Card in hand, he can know the names of other actors. It is not difficult to find them by asking around.
But the key point is that he is not sure.
After all, the mission made it very clear that each person should use a village as a stronghold. If he wanted to kill someone, he would definitely go deep into the hinterland and outnumber the enemy. Yan Wu asked himself that he was not Nezha, and he had no head or six arms. Find the bookstore www.zhaoshuyuan.com
In other words, even if he has three heads and six arms, a person from a village can beat him to death by using the human sea tactic.
"Use the fog breaking card."
Without hesitation, Yan Wan used the props in his hand.
The light dispersed in tiny pieces, converging into a piece of gold foil in front of him. The * numbers on the actors' line on the script gradually disappeared and were replaced by five names.
Hao Xinghe, Yan Wang, Leng Feng, Mo Wenjun, Zhang Shuwan... five actors!
Now the name Zhang Shuwan appears in a dead gray color, which means that she is an actress from that brown soil village, who was directly bombarded into scum, and she didn't even have time to give up her mission and exit the script world.
Yan Wang blinked: "Hao Xinghe? I remember when he was in "Factory Guard", he was D-level, right? Why is Mao climbing so slowly? Is there something wrong?"
But it doesn't matter, now they are competitors, and they will definitely have to decide the outcome.