Elderly warriors on the battlefield of all races

Chapter 2 Two Realms of Martial Arts
"Pfft."

Perhaps because he was dissatisfied with being transported across time and space to become an old man, or perhaps because he was excited about having the golden finger, Zhang Mu acted very ruthlessly, killing each monster with one sword.

"You successfully killed a monster and gained 0.5 points of Qi and Health."

Nearly fifty monsters of various types remaining in the base were all killed by Zhang Muquan.

At this time, Zhang Mu looked at the panel information and a kind smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Name: Zhang Mu

Age: 147 years old

Cultivation: Late Stage 1

Qi and blood: 78
Skills: None

That's right, at this moment, Zhang Mu's panel information has changed greatly, and his health has increased from 65 to 78.
It’s just strange that the increase of Qi and blood did not improve his cultivation level.

After pondering the functions of the panel, Zhang Mu understood it instantly.

On Blue Star, there are two options for practicing martial arts: one is to practice magic, and the other is to practice physical skills.

Therefore, there are two different levels of cultivation realms. One is the magic realm, which is also the realm of cultivation currently used uniformly on Blue Star.

The other is the physical realm, which has long been abandoned by Blue Star.

Ninety-nine percent of people choose to practice magic, because it is simple, efficient, and can quickly improve their strength.

To practice magic is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside world and generate spiritual power in the body. Warriors can mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies to cast certain magic spells.

Therefore, the division of cultivation realms can be determined based on the amount of spiritual power in a warrior's body.

There are even instruments that can accurately determine spiritual power.

Practicing physical skills is different. It requires improving the strength of the body. In addition to strengthening the body and improving qi and blood, various natural treasures are also needed to assist in tempering the body.

Strengthening the body is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also slow in progress and only suitable for close combat, with obvious shortcomings.

As time went by, almost all warriors on Blue Star now choose to practice magic, and few people choose to practice physical skills.

The Qi and blood in Zhang Mu's panel data make him a physical warrior. Qi and blood are related to the strength of the physical body. The stronger the physical body, the higher the Qi and blood values.

Therefore, Zhang Mu’s current cultivation level is the late first stage.

However, his Qi and Blood were 78, which meant that his physical realm was at the peak of the first level.
But according to the rules for dividing the realm of cultivation in this world, Zhang Mu can only be considered a warrior in the late first stage.

Even if Zhang Mu's blood and energy were 100,000 or even 1 million, he would still be considered a late first-stage warrior.

Since the birth of martial arts, there has been no complete method for comparing the levels of cultivation.

Now, as his magic realm has become more and more perfect, he has completely given up the realm of the physical body.

Therefore, no one knows how to compare the physical realms, even for warriors who specialize in physical training.

As a result, others saw Zhang Mu as a first-level warrior, but his actual strength was second-level or even third-level.

On Blue Star, the cultivation level of warriors is divided into the first level, the second level, the third level, all the way up to the ninth level. Of course, above the ninth level, there are also the realms of semi-saint, great saint, etc.

Each major realm is divided into four minor realms, namely early, middle, late and peak.

At present, Zhang Mu's Qi and blood have reached 78. Although his cultivation realm has not changed, his specific strength has reached the level of a first-level peak warrior, and he is particularly good at close combat.

But Zhang Mu guessed that the Qi and blood values ​​and the level of cultivation could definitely be compared.

According to the panel rules, the Qi and health of a normal first-level warrior should be between 0 and 100.

When you reach the later levels, the amount of Qi and Blood required will increase tenfold with each advancement in level.

Therefore, the further you go in the future, the more Qi and blood you will need to increase your strength, which means Zhang Mu has to kill more aliens.

Regardless, this is a good start.

After his strength increased greatly, Zhang Mu no longer slacked off, but worked with full enthusiasm. He cleaned up all the slaughtered monsters and brought them to the kitchen.

Bao Xiaxia was stunned as she looked at the piles of monster meat.

"No, Lao Zhang, what are you doing?"

"Did you kill all the monsters you raised back there?"

She only asked Zhang Mu to kill the ten angora rabbits, but Zhang Mu killed all the monsters.

Zhang Mu was the head chef and had the right to decide what to feed the soldiers. He smiled faintly and said, "The soldiers have worked so hard on the battlefield. Let's give them some more monster meat to replenish their bodies."

"I've decided to give them more meat in the future."

It was not realistic to let him go out alone to kill monsters and alien races, so Zhang Mu came up with an idea, which was to let the soldiers catch more monsters under the pretext of replenishing their bodies.

At that time, he will be able to gain more blood and energy. He will first develop quietly in the base for a period of time, add blood to himself, and then consider future development after his cultivation level is improved.

"Old man, are you craving for monster meat?"

Bao Xiaxia rolled her eyes. She was afraid that Zhang Mu himself wanted to eat the monster meat. This old man was quite cunning and had once paid attention to her.

Unfortunately, although monster meat is a great tonic for warriors, after a certain age, it is no longer possible to replenish it.

Of course, this is just a joke. The two of them have worked together for fifty years, so it's normal for them to joke around.

Zhang Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't think too much about it. He just wanted to gain blood and energy points.

But there was nothing he could do about being called an old thing by Bao Xiaxia. At the age of 147, he really was an old thing.

"I am greedy, but I can't eat that much. Have you forgotten that the entire brigade of soldiers have to come back to rest today?"

A few days ago, their kitchen received a notice that the entire brigade of a thousand people in the base they were responsible for would come back to rest for a few days, so it was no problem for Zhang Mu to kill all the monsters.

"That's right."

Bao Xiaxia echoed, "This time the entire team is back for repairs, and it is estimated that they will stay for at least a week."

In the battlefield of all races, except for the garrison bases, most of the Blue Star human forces are not in the bases, but are scattered in various camps.

The base where Zhang Mu is located is called Longcheng Base, and it mainly faces the demon clan.

So the camp is opposite the demon camp, and the two sides are thousands of miles apart.

The camp is hundreds of miles away from the base.

The battle on the battlefield of all races has been going on for hundreds of years. Even the warriors will be tired after such a long battle, so they will return to the base to rest and relax after a while.

In the base restaurant, in addition to Zhang Mu and Bao Xiaxia, there were also a few odd jobs workers who began to get busy preparing food for the soldiers.

In the afternoon, teams of soldiers from the front line returned to the base for rest.

The soldiers who returned to the base all looked relaxed.

"Lao Zhang, what have you prepared for everyone today?"

"Oh my god. It's all monster meat. It's awesome. Old Zhang really understands our needs. I haven't had a good meal of meat in a long time."

"I could smell the aroma of the meat stewed by Lao Zhang outside the base, hahahaha"

Many soldiers rushed into the restaurant and greeted Zhang Mu.

Although Zhang Mu’s cultivation level is not high, his cooking skills are superb and everyone likes the food Zhang Mu cooks.

Everyone respects Zhang Mu and even jokes with him, which shows how good their relationship is.

"All of you get out of here. You disturb Lao Zhang as soon as you come. Really."

Suddenly, a burly figure walked into the restaurant. He was wearing a neat military uniform with a captain's badge on his shoulder.

It was the captain of this brigade, named Du Cheng, a sixth-level strongman.

Everyone else laughed and didn't take it seriously. On the front battlefield, they were all comrades, and back at the base, they were brothers.

Du Cheng held Zhang Mu's hand affectionately and said with a smile: "Old Zhang, look, I'm back alive again this time."

"Are you happy to see me?"

Zhang Mu looked at the soldiers in front of him. Some were young men in their twenties or thirties, while others were hundreds of years old, older than him.

Du Cheng is about the same age as him, but his martial arts aptitude is much higher than his.

At the same age, Du Cheng is a sixth-level expert, while he is only at the first level.

Zhang Mu also felt a little emotional. He looked at everyone and found that most of them were familiar faces: "It's good to be back."

In the battlefield of all races, the human race actually does not have the advantage, and every time a war breaks out, there are heavy casualties.

In addition to Du Cheng, he had several other people he had good relationships with, so he asked, "Where's Li Xingxing?"

“I can’t come back.”

"Where's Luo Shuyao?"

"They can't come back either. Wang Shuang and Xiao Bing, they can't come back either."

When he talked about the latter part, the tough guy Du Cheng's eyes turned red and even the corners of his eyes began to get wet.

The companions around me died one by one at the hands of foreigners. At this moment, only by returning to the base can I release the grief.

The atmosphere suddenly became sad.

Those who cannot come back are naturally sacrificed.

Zhang Mu sighed inexplicably, and then comforted Du Cheng: "Everything will be fine."

Several acquaintances I remember have left this world forever, which is quite tragic.

However, they sacrificed themselves for humanity and became martyrs, and will live forever in the hearts of future generations.

(End of this chapter)