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Wu Changfeng leaned on his iron-slaying sword, breathing slightly heavily, his chest rising and falling with each breath.

This battle was quite taxing; the oppressive feeling emanating from Black Tiger's long-handled broadsword still seemed to linger in the memory of his taut muscles.

He steadied himself, watching the corpse gradually dissipate on the ground and the fallen objects beginning to glow, a glimmer of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

As he stepped forward, the first thing that caught his eye was that dark, heavy-looking longsword.

The blade was extremely long, heavy and cold to the touch, and felt heavier than any weapon I had ever held before.

He stared intently, and a purple halo and characters, visible only to him, appeared on the blade:

【Po Jun Mo Dao (Purple)】

[Type: Heavy Weapon/Long Sword]

Attack: 45-68

[Special Effect 1: Sharp Edge (Highly likely to knock back or shatter the enemy's blocking stance upon attack, dealing an additional 20% damage to heavy armor).]

[Special Effect 2: Blood Drinking (After defeating an enemy, you can absorb a portion of their health to restore a small amount of your own health.)]

[Special Effect 3: Military Spirit (Increases damage dealt to non-humanoid monsters and beasts by 15%).]

[Durability: 80/80]

[Requirements: Arm strength 80, Constitution 50]

[Note: This is a standard heavy weapon from the previous dynasty's army, specifically for breaking through armor and charging into battle. It is stained with countless lives and exudes a chilling aura.]

"A purple weapon... no wonder." Wu Changfeng took a deep breath, gripped the hilt of the sword, and felt the heavy, menacing aura and immense power contained within it.

Just holding it, I could feel the muscles in my arms being slightly pulled, requiring a more stable core strength to control it.

This attribute bonus, especially the suppression effect on armor and blocking, explains why my wild goose feather spear was so difficult to block during the battle just now, and I almost dared not take it head-on.

He temporarily put away the Mo Dao and looked at the other two items.

The book had a blue cover, but the edges were badly worn and it exuded a sense of dread. On the cover were four bold and powerful characters: "Breaking the Formation with Sword Techniques".

Looking at the description, it is a third-rate sword technique circulating in the army, which emphasizes powerful force and simplicity to overcome complexity. When used with heavy weapons such as the Mo Dao, its power is even greater.

The basic knife skills must be at a minor level of proficiency.

The other book was a dark yellow book with a leather cover, which felt rough and heavy to the touch, and it was titled "Tiger Strength Kung Fu".

The description states that this is a physical external martial art that strengthens muscles, bones, skin, and muscles, and increases strength. Although it is only a third-rate art, it can make the physical foundation exceptionally solid. When cultivated to a high level, it can produce the sound of tigers and leopards, greatly improving the ability to withstand blows and the instantaneous explosive power.

It requires that both arm strength and bone structure reach a certain value.

"Military swordsmanship, external martial arts training... This Black-Faced Tiger, a former soldier, has fallen into banditry." Wu Changfeng understood.

The last item, naturally, was a severed head wrapped in black cloth, with bristling hair and a ferocious expression—it was Black-Faced Tiger's head.

It seems that killing these named bandit leaders guarantees their heads as quest items.

He packed all the loot into his backpack and then began cleaning up the battlefield.

The corpses of dozens of bandits in the square have turned into white light one after another, leaving behind more or less copper coins and some white and scattered green equipment.

Although each piece he picks up is worth little money, they add up to a considerable income.

More importantly, he wanted to make sure he didn't miss any potentially valuable items.

After tidying up the square, he picked up the Iron-Cutting Sword and walked into the now deserted Black Wind Stronghold.

He searched through the mud-brick houses, wooden fences, and piles of miscellaneous items, finding mostly broken household items and a few scattered copper coins.

Until he stepped into the largest hall of righteousness.

The room was furnished in a rough style, with a tiger-skin chair in the center, weapon racks on both sides, and wine jars and sacks piled in the corner.

His gaze swept across the room, finally settling on an inconspicuous corner behind the tiger-skin chair, where a half-person-high, old wooden box studded with copper nails sat. The lid was even covered with a thin layer of dust, but the box itself was made of solid wood and stood out from its surroundings.

Wu Changfeng walked over. There was no lock on the lid of the box, only a simple latch. He lifted the lid.

A flash of silvery light dazzled his eyes.

Inside the box, neatly stacked ingots of official silver reflected an alluring luster in the afterglow of the setting sun shining through the broken window.

He roughly counted them and found exactly one hundred ingots, each ingot being a standard one tael.

One hundred taels of silver!

Wu Changfeng's breath hitched slightly.

According to the current black market price of game currency, one tael of silver can be exchanged for one thousand copper coins, and one hundred copper coins can be sold for one hundred and twenty real-world currency... One hundred taels is one hundred thousand copper coins, which is equivalent to one hundred and twenty thousand real-world currency!

Even though he was mentally prepared that the rewards from clearing the BOSS's lair would be substantial, receiving one hundred taels of silver in cash still made his heart skip a beat.

This doesn't even include the income from monster drops and equipment sales.

He quickly packed all the silver ingots into his backpack, listening to the pleasant, soft clattering sound of the coins being deposited, and couldn't help but lick his slightly dry lips.

"This land reclamation is so awesome," he muttered to himself, a mixture of excitement and satisfaction churning within him.

Strength truly is the hardest currency in this world.

The stronger you are, the faster you can mine. This principle is simple and straightforward, yet it is absolutely true.

He put the money away and had no further interest in it.

He pulled a thick, burning log from the still-burning campfire outside the door, turned back into the Hall of Righteousness, casually tossed the torch onto the tiger-skin chair, and then lit several tattered curtains hanging down and piles of dry grass.

The flames leaped up joyfully, spreading rapidly and engulfing the wooden structure and everything flammable.

He left the village and stood at the edge of the square, watching the raging fire gradually engulf the building that symbolized banditry, with thick black smoke billowing into the darkening sky.

The firelight cast flickering shadows on his face.

Once the fire was almost extinguished, he turned and went down the mountain.

Along the way, he switched to the heavy Po Jun Mo Dao (破军陌刀), and at the same time learned the "Po Zhen Dao Fa" (破阵刀法) and "Hu Jin Gong" (虎劲功).

Two new insights flowed into my mind.

The moves of "Breaking Formation Saber Technique" are wide and sweeping, with slashing, chopping, sweeping and thrusting all emphasizing the unity of waist and stance, and using the length and weight of the weapon to exert power, which is a perfect match with the characteristics of the Mo Dao (陌刀).

Tiger Strength Kung Fu is a unique breathing method and internal energy circulation route that focuses on stimulating and strengthening muscles and bones, enhancing absolute strength and the body's ability to withstand blows, just like repeatedly forging the body as a piece of iron.

The attribute panel changed the moment you started learning.

A green "+5" has appeared next to both Arm Strength and Constitution, which is the initial bonus from starting the technique.

Wu Changfeng clenched his fist and could clearly feel that the muscles in his arms, chest and back seemed to be firmer and contained more power.

"This Tiger Strength Skill, as an external martial art, has such a direct effect on skill improvement."

A smile played on his lips; he was quite satisfied with the effects of the new technique, and even somewhat impatient to see how much of an attribute boost it would bring once he had mastered it to perfection.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, scattered bandits began to spawn again. Wu Changfeng could use them as practice targets.

He brandished his long-handled sword, attempting to unleash the moves of the "Breaking Formation Sword Technique".

The heavy longsword was initially a bit stiff in his hands, but his arm strength of 238 points quickly adapted to the weight, and the blade whistled through the air with astonishing power.

-1203! -1345!

The damage numbers were terrifyingly high; ordinary bandits were almost always killed with a single strike.

As the kill was achieved, system notifications continued to sound:

[Breaking Formation Sword Technique Proficiency +126.]

His knife skills improved rapidly.

However, Wu Changfeng soon noticed a problem—his proficiency in Tiger Strength Kung Fu remained unchanged.

He frowned, deliberately slowed down, and killed two more bandits. His swordsmanship proficiency continued to improve, but his Tiger Strength Skill remained unresponsive.

"What's going on? This external skill isn't improved through application and killing enemies?" he wondered.

In the instant he was distracted in thought, a bandit on the side seized the opportunity and slashed at the outside of his unarmored arm!

-57!

A wave of pain washed over him, and his health bar dropped slightly. At the same time, the notification he had been waiting for finally appeared:

[Having been attacked, his muscles and bones have been tempered, and his proficiency in "Tiger Strength Kung Fu" has increased by 126.]