Chronicles of Primordial Wars

On a low hill next to the tribal training ground, the trees are not thick, but dense, the branches are covered with green leaves, and the surrounding shrubs and grasses are fierce, almost one day in this season.

Usually, some people walk around a sparse stone path on both sides of the road. Some of the annual plants have been waist-high, and farther away, people can't see the shadow when they walk in.

Shao Xuan held a stone knife with a half-armed arm in his hand and walked on this stone road that looked no different.

It was just raining yesterday, and the leaves of the leaves were washed away, and there was a faint unknown flower.

In the distance, the few stone mountains that are basically not seen in green are coming up with bangs. In comparison, the short hills here are much quieter and seem to be no danger.

Shao Xuan clenched the stone knife, his face was serious, and he did not dare to care.

The old grammar Shao Xuan set the trap under the lasso, but only taught for two days, and then changed the method.

According to the old gram, to catch a bear, you must use the bear's thinking, to hunt the beast, you must be at the angle of the beast, want to make a better set, and pursue a set of the ultimate kill, you have to feel it yourself. Look at the mystery contained in it.

In the face of a lot of traps, if you can't break it, you can't stop it. In the real hunting ground, it is a deadly situation.

Although I feel that this method is looking for abuse, Shao Xuan still does what the old gram requires, and tries to feel the killings that are hidden in branches, stone seams, leaf gaps, etc. .

To be succinct, here, Shao Xuan himself is a prey.

Lifting the foot and walking on the stone path, the five fingers clasped the stone knife, and Shao Xuan swept his eyes, his eyes condensed, and he ran up.

Hey!

It is like the tremor of a thin beast.

From the right side of the trail, at least four locations!

Shao Xuan did not stop, continued to run, his feet slammed, the volley leaped high, the arm of the knife slammed, the knife shadow flashed, and suddenly heard the crisp sound of the cymbal, which was the collision of the stone arrow and the stone knife. Sound, two hairs were blocked by stone knives, and two hairs were escaped by Shao Xuan. While leaping, Shao Xuan's body shape was slightly twisted, and the head, arms and legs were stretched or folded back in a very funny posture.

From the posture alone, I can't know what he will do next, but almost at the same time he changes his posture, it is a few thorns from the other side of the path, and Shao Xuan passes by, they are issued at the same time as the stone arrow. Only the sound of the shot is slightly milder, but due to the buzzing at the beginning, more people will go to the defense there in a reflective way, ignoring the more secret assassination from the other side. If Shao Xuan does not use the current posture but changes a little, it is inevitable that there will be a place to recruit.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The hard thorn is shot on the opposite trunk, and the sashimi is inhaled in half!

Shao Xuan, who escaped the first round, did not land directly. Instead, he grabbed a small branch of the tree sticking out of the tree. The weight of the body did not seem to exist. He turned forward flexibly and stretched over the front like a jump. The relatively thick branches of the branches above the path, did not touch the branches and leaves on the branches.

Immediately after landing, it was an impact speed increase. Almost at the moment when he had just moved his foot, the place where he had settled was nailed with a thick stone sarcophagus. Several times, the stone sarcophagi rubbed Shao Xuan's foot on the ground, but Shao Xuan did not seem to see half, and continued to run.

When Shao Xuan ran while running, the route was not a straight line, and the law could not be found.

When he jumped again, his foot stepped on the side of the trunk and leaped again. Two successive jumps escaped the arrow that passed back and forth through the air. When the wrist moved, five stones appeared between the fingers, toward the front. At the next moment, the bushes were shot in succession. The next moment, the place where the stones hit hit the sound of the wood breaking.

On the way down, Shao Xuan reached out and grabbed the tip of a branch. He pulled the body to a certain angle. When he landed, he turned over and rolled over. He rolled on the ground and removed some of the impact. The stone spurs that have been thrown to the front of the arm.

A gray knife flashed.

In the sun, there is no stone knife that reflects the shiny luster, but like a gray lightning that suddenly appears in the forest, it is cut on the stone thorn!

There is no metal luster, but anyone who sees the knife feels the cold edge of the knife.

From the beginning, I set foot on this stone path, but now, it’s just a matter of time.

Shao Xuan stood up and looked back at the path that was originally covered with some sparse weeds. It was already covered with stone plaques, wood thorns, stone thorns, swaying wooden stakes, chopped stones.

Looking up at a place not far away, Shao Xuan asked: "How?"

"No." Laoke sat on a stone and said with a blank expression.

Shao Xuan grabbed his head. "I think so too."

Don't use Lao Ke to say, Shao Xuan will go back and deal with all the traps of this section. Those who have not sent them will be taken off, otherwise the tribes will have trouble going here. There are still a few pits under the ground, just can't see it.

Every day Shao Xuan has to accept such training, the old gram set, and then Shao Xuan 闯.

This self-abuse metamorphosis training method, the weaker self-control, may be neurasthenic, too nervous, and nervous, and look like there are traps.

In fact, Shao Xuantou also had this feeling for two days. At that time, even if he returned to the tribe, there would be a little bit of sound around him, and his nerves would be tight and he would be allergic. But then it will be fine.

Lao Ke looked at Shao Xuan, who was withdrawing those traps and locks, and was relieved. He was also very worried at the beginning. This kind of training method will not be counterproductive. It was originally planned to train for five days before enlightenment, but I did not expect that Shao Xuan had already adjusted it before he even shot.

From the beginning, it was a wound, and it was barely safe to escape all the traps. When it was safe, it could occasionally cut off the connection between several of the chain lassos. The time of this series of changes was only fifteen days. Only! !

This far exceeds the expectations of Lao Ke, but he is afraid that Shao Xuan is too proud, too proud, has been squinting, and found a mistake and slammed it.

The things on the trail were all removed, and the lasso that had not yet been triggered was completely unloaded. The pit dug was buried. Shao Xuancai walked to the side of Laoke and sat down to rest and listen to Lao Ke’s comments.

In the view of Lao Ke, the most wrong solution to those traps is to fight against them. If you can avoid them, why bother not to hide? Why bother to fight hard?

Of course, according to the old gram, in the face of the trap, the masters will find the best entry point in the first time, with a minimum of force to crack this series of traps, for the chain set, find the right point, you can Directly cut off the connection between the sleeve and the sleeve. The top players can use the traps of others for their own use!

The so-called soldiers who do not fight and who are inferior to the war have the same co-workers. However, Shao Xuan is still far away.

I can't do what I can say, I can see through the traps set on this road at a glance, and I can't cut the connection of the chain sets once and for all. Every day I listen to the old batch, and Shao Xuan also feels his progress. Is it too slow?

If Lao Ke knows that Shao Xuan’s heart is sure to slobber: someone else may not be able to do this for 150 days, is he still too slow? !

Some of the skills of the old hand are also learned by the older generation, focusing on the art of trapping, some people are more conservative, and some people are how to get hurt. However, they all have one thing in common, they will find the right person, teach themselves what they have learned all their life, and let this technology pass on.

Lao Ke looked up at the sky and missed it. "I thought that I was like you, but I did better than you."

"You were really amazing." Shao Xuan did not go to deliberately avoid the old gram leg, that is the real self-respect of the old gram old, and now, the old gram himself has put down, from the injury of the year Come out, why should others give sympathy? Old grams don't need it either.

“How much time did you spend to become a top player?” Shao Xuan asked curiously.

"No, I didn't reach it when I was at the peak."