Elderly warriors on the battlefield of all races

Chapter 82 Field Rules
After putting away the Beast God Scripture, Zhang Mu decided to go back and study it further. After all, this was not the place for him to study martial arts.

Seeing that Zhang Mu seemed very satisfied with the Beast God Heavenly Scripture, Lu Wengong also expected Zhang Mu to be successful in his practice. After all, the Beast God Heavenly Scripture was a taboo practice among the demon clan.

When practicing, one has to refine countless lives with blood, which is indeed extremely cruel, but he saw that Zhang Mu has that kind of potential, and when he killed the monsters, it was simply a massacre.

At a time when alien races are invading, Lu Wengong feels that it is reasonable to refine the blood of the alien races. It would be best if Zhang Mu could refine the blood of all the alien races, so that there will be no more trouble from alien races.

But right now, Duke Lu Wen has something important to discuss with Zhang Mu.

Looking at Zhang Mu, Lu Wengong asked curiously: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

The cultivation level that Zhang Mu showed to others was that of the early second stage. Anyone with a higher cultivation level than Zhang Mu could tell.

Of course, Lu Wengong was also able to confirm whether Zhang Mu was actually in the early second stage, or he broke through to the early second stage during the battle during this beast tide.

But Zhang Mu’s real combat capability is more than the early second level, and he wants to find out.

Zhang Mu did not hide it. It seemed that no one could judge his physical realm. Even Lu Wengong could not tell his physical realm.

It can be seen that there is indeed no standard for judging the level of cultivation of physical martial artists.

No wonder Lu Wengong would ask such a question.

Then he said truthfully: "Magic realm, early second stage."

"The fifth stage of physical training realm."

After his Qi and blood broke through 250,000, his physical body became comparable to that of a fifth-stage mid-stage warrior.

What's more, when the demons were fleeing, he harvested another wave of blood and energy, bringing his blood and energy to 300,000.

Lu Wengong opened his eyes wide, seeming a little bit unbelievable.

"I remember that before the beast tide, your true strength was only at the early fourth level."

"With just one wave of beasts, their strength has increased by more than one realm?"

He thought Zhang Mu was hiding very deeply, but now he realized that this old guy is unfathomable.

It was just a wave of beasts, but the combat effectiveness was raised to a new level, which was unprecedented.

Coupled with the huge gap between Zhang Mu's magical level and physical level, it was simply unbelievable.

Zhang Mu said helplessly: "You investigated me in great detail. I can't beat you in anything."

It can be seen that Duke Lu Wen was investigating him behind the scenes and knew his strength clearly.

Zhang Mu checks his panel data.

Name: Zhang Mu

Age: 147 years old

Cultivation: Early Second Stage

Qi and blood: 31 million

Skills: Lightning Flash, Soul Capture

Before the beast tide, Zhang Mu's blood and energy were about 18,000, and he was indeed only at the early fourth level of physical skills.

During this beast tide, his blood and energy reached 300,000.

It is definitely a qualitative leap.

The level of magic has also reached the early second level.

The most important thing is that he now has two skills. In addition to the flashing light, there is also the very strange skill of soul-stealing. Soul-stealing is the most terrifying killing weapon against low-level warriors.

As long as the other person's cultivation level is lower than yours, you can instantly take away the other person's soul.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Wengong knew that what Zhang Mu said about reaching the end of heaven and earth was not nonsense, with such an astonishing speed of strength improvement.

It didn’t take long for Zhang Mu’s physical body to reach the ninth level of strength.

"He is indeed a pervert."

He rubbed his temple speechlessly. He was called a genius warrior and a genius semi-saint.

But compared with the current Zhang Mu, there is a huge gap.

He even felt that it wouldn't take long for Zhang Mu to achieve semi-sainthood.

Even he could only call this kind of person a pervert. Without dwelling on this question, Lu Wengong became serious: "Zhang Mu, there is one thing you have to remember."

Ok?
Seeing Duke Lu Wen speaking so cautiously, he raised his eyebrows, wanting to know what Duke Lu Wen was going to say next.

Lu Wengong said in a deep voice: "Remember, no matter how high your physical skills are in the future, you can't tell others about your physical skills."

"You are a warrior at the level of your magic skills."

Zhang Mu was somewhat confused and puzzled to hear Lu Wengong speak so seriously.

"You mean to ask me to hide my physical skills and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger?"

He used to try hard to show his true strength, but now Lu Wengong actually asked him to hide his physical realm and his true strength.

It feels a bit strange, but there seems to be no need to hide it.

Lu Wengong shook his head, but then nodded: "Let me put it this way."

"Do you know what the rules of war are in the Ten Thousand Races battlefield?"

The rules of war in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield? Zhang Mu really didn't know. With Lao Zhang's ability, he would never have the chance to fight against aliens in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield in his lifetime.

So some things are simply out of reach.

He had never even heard of Lu Wengong's so-called rules of war.

He shook his head.

Seeing this, Lu Wengong explained: "The battle in the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield is not a real melee, but after the war begins, people with the same cultivation level will be teleported to the same field."

"To put it simply, it's a third-level warrior versus a third-level warrior, a fourth-level warrior versus a fourth-level warrior, a fifth-level warrior versus a fifth-level warrior, and so on."

"All warriors will fight with warriors of the same level of cultivation in a field where their cultivation level is equal."

Zhang Mu understood instantly and was very surprised that the rules of war in the Wanzhan battlefield were so strange.

People with the same level of cultivation can be gathered together to fight in the same area. This way, there is no need to worry about the opponent's strength being too outrageous.

After all, a third-level warrior has no chance of winning against a fourth-level warrior.

But in the same field, a third-level warrior can only face third-level warriors. If they are all third-level warriors, there is no need to worry about being crushed by the opponent.

This time, the beast tide was a real melee. For example, Zhang Mu could slaughter low-level monsters, but there were also seventh- and eighth-level monsters chasing him.

Zhang Mu was surprised to hear such a rule for the first time. "There are actually such seemingly fair war rules?"

"fair?"

“What do you misunderstand about fairness?”

Lu Wengong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It seems fair, but in fact, it is not fair to us humans, because for warriors of the same level, our human race has no advantage in numbers."

"We are beaten by the alien race every time, just like this beast tide. A third-level warrior like us may face more than two alien races."

There is no such thing as true fairness for the human race. Lu Wengong corrected Zhang Mu's cognition.

Zhang Mu suddenly realized that although it seemed fair, they were actually being crushed by the alien race, at least they did not have the advantage in numbers.

"So, we are doomed to fail almost every time?"

When the strength is equal, there is no chance of winning if there is no advantage in numbers.

Duke Lu Wen sighed, "For hundreds of years, we humans have only won a few battles and have been defeated over and over again."

What does it mean that the human race has been defeated for hundreds of years?
It's terrible.

Then, Lu Wengong added: "There is another point. Many alien races are born with strong bodies. Some alien races are even more outrageous. When they are born, they have fourth or fifth level, or even seventh or eighth level bodies."

"On the battlefield of all races, you may see a demon of only level three. He may have a body of level four, level five, or even level seven or level eight."

"They are all at the third level of cultivation, and are thrown into the same field. How can we, the third-level human race, fight against the seventh- or eighth-level demon race?"

Finally, Zhang Mu understood something.

The monsters are born with strong bodies. If what Lu Wengong said is true, the situation of some monsters is similar to his current situation.

It seems that his cultivation is very low, but his body is terrifyingly strong.

After all, his cultivation level is only at the early second level, but he possesses a body at the middle fifth level. If he is placed among second-level warriors, he can sweep and crush them all the way.

(End of this chapter)