Chapter 10 Advance by leaps and bounds

It is said that the rising moon goes by, and the time passes quietly.

In this month, Leon studied while Elder Munstein, he forgot to sleep and eat at the same time. His strength advanced by leaps and bounds, from the first-class stone skin to the fifth-level giant force, which was only one step away from the sixth-level condensed.

Refining body first-class stone skin twelve type, second-class rock muscle twenty-four, three-level strong tendon thirty-six, four-level iron bone forty-eight to five-level giant force sixty-s, a total of one hundred and eighty-six are fully integrated!

Compared with a month ago, his physique has changed dramatically. His body is extremely strong and perfect. There is no excess flesh all over his body, and his strength is soaring.

From the skin membrane to the muscle skeleton, every part of Leon's body has undergone a tempering similar to bone marrow washing. Under the special breathing and vomiting method, the internal organs have been greatly strengthened, laying the most solid foundation for becoming a beast soul warrior in the future.

Compared with the refinement of the body, Leon's soul thought has also changed a lot. In the non-stop practice at night, he gradually forgets the past and no longer recalls his original world, and the deep faces in his memory have also become blurred.

This change is not a bad thing for him, because it means that Leon is beginning to really integrate into the world.

"Hey!"

In the small square in the center of the tribal camp, Leon squatted down, opened his arms and hugged the blue-gray alchemy and shouted in a low voice.

The muscles of his arms suddenly bulged, the back of his shoulders expanded to both sides, and the bones of his whole body made a crisp sound. The alchemy, which was ten feet high and four feet wide, was abruptly carried away from the ground by him, and more than two feet high.

Sweat rolls down from the clear body, and the sunset shines on Leon's bronze skin, reflecting a metal-like luster, full of the ultimate beauty of power

"Good!"

A group of bear men who gathered around to watch the bustle shouted in unison, showing excitement and admiration in their eyes. Only someone shouted "Old Lei Weiwu".

These bear hammers are completely numb to Leon's amazing promotion speed and are no longer shocked. Some of them are completely respectful, even the first warrior of the tribe, the rock hammer.

The alchemy placed in the small square is dug and transported from the foot of the nearby mountain. It is simply polished according to different sizes and is specially used by tribal warriors to temper their bodies.

The alchemy that Leon just lifted weighed 3,000 pounds, which was the largest and heaviest piece of all the alchemy. At that time, it was carried by more than a dozen soldiers, and no one could shake it here.

Pang!

Leon loosened his arms, and the alchemy fell to the ground with a loud noise, and the earth was shocked.

Reaching out and patting the big stone, Leon was very satisfied. If he had been in the previous world, he would have enough power to make the weightlifting champion ashamed.

According to the standard of the book of soul refining, his body refining is close to a great success. The last level of heartning has no physical cultivation, which is the last breakthrough after the accumulation of strength to the peak.

Now he can control every muscle on his body at will. His explosive power and endurance are ten times stronger than before. What's stronger is that he has tempered a piece of steel bone, and the empty boxing does not break the skin.

"You practice well, and one day you can lift this alchemy like me!" He said to the bear guys.

Due to a large amount of God of War oil, the Hammer tribe had 17 more barbarian warriors in this month, bringing the number of tribal barbarian warriors to 53, more than half of all the adult men of the tribe.

In addition, nearly 20 soldiers have completed the promotion, and the number of second- and third-level barbarian soldiers has increased to varying degrees, and the strength of the tribe can be said to have increased a lot.

Although the rock hammer has not yet broken through, with the help of the best God of War oil refined by the second-level Warcraft, he is also close to the edge of level five, and it is only a matter of time before he is promoted.

Usually, it takes seven or eight years for an orc to be promoted from the first-level barbarian warrior to the sixth level. The talent of the rock hammer is very good, and it also takes two years from the first level to the fourth level.

In contrast, Leon is a complete evil existence.

"The hunting team is back!"

Cheers sounded in the camp. When it was about to fall, the hunting team led by the rock hammer returned safely and brought back a lot of prey.

Due to the improvement of the strength of the soldiers, Rock Hammer and others dared to hunt in the western depths of the Wuthering Forest. Although the risk was great, the harvest was greater.

During this period, at the suggestion of Elder Monstein, Leon only participated in a few hunts, so he could devote more time to practice.

But this does not mean that the situation of the Hammer tribe has completely changed.

The glorious continent also has four seasons. It was midsummer when Leon first came. Now the weather is getting cooler in autumn, and it is not far from the harsh winter.

If a tribe like Crazy Hammer does not store enough food, it will be very difficult in winter, and even many people will starve to death, which makes the responsibility of the hunting team heavier.

"Presbyterian, I want to take the hunting team out tomorrow, so that the rock hammer has enough time to complete the practice and break through to level five!"

At the dinner party in the evening, Leon put forward his idea to Elder Munstein.

He is now only one step away from level 6, and it is not possible to break through to condense the spirit just by physical cultivation. It is time to do his part for the tribe.

The rock hammer, which was gnawing on the flesh next to it, was stunned. He put down the food urn and said angrily, "Brother Lei, I don't object to you going hunting, but I can't leave me here. The time at night is enough for me to practice my physical skills!"

This is a brat! Leon knew that the rock hammer was extremely responsible for himself, so he watched Monstein wait for him to make a decision - the authority of the shaman elders in the tribe was the highest.

Elder Monstein smiled and said, "Lei, I know your worries, but relying on hunting alone, it is difficult for us to store enough winter food, and let you take a greater risk, which is also what I don't want to see."

"Actually, I have a better idea, but only you can complete it."

The current camp of the Hammer Tribe is located on the edge of the Wuthering Forest. From here, if you cross two mountains to the east, you can reach the plains of the eastern part of the mainland and enter the territory of the human country.

At the junction of the forest and the plain over there, there is a black stone town where people live.

Due to its geographical location, this town has become a stronghold and supply point for human adventurers, mercenaries, small merchants, etc., so it is quite prosperous.

When the Hammer tribe first migrated here, it traded with the gray camel merchants from Blackstone Town several times in exchange for some necessary iron tools and food.

But because the orcs can't enter the towns of the human race, the initiative of the transaction is entirely in the hands of those black-hearted gray camel merchants. They can exchange ten good animal skins with an iron pot, and a catty of wheat grain has to pay a basket of dried medicinal herbs.

Such exploitation made the mad hammer tribe quickly lose their only a little family savings. Seeing that the mad hammer tribe was temporarily unprofitable, these gray camel merchants did not come at all.

"They will come again. When we need food most, they will take all our things at a lower price, just like to other tribes!" There was a trace of anger in the shaman's eyes: "There's nothing we can do."

"Then what can I do?" Leon asked in a low voice.

"You are different from us..." Elder Munstein smiled and said, "As long as you cover the tiger totem on your chest, others will not regard you as an orc and think you are a barbarian."

"The leader porcupine, fangs, animal skin and magic core dug out of it are quite precious materials. If you get them in Blackstone Town, you will definitely be able to exchange the grain iron and other materials we need."

"I see!" Leon suddenly realized.

The indifference and hostility of the human race to the orcs make the mad hammer tribe unable to send people to Blackstone town to buy and sell things, so they can only accept the exploitation of black-hearted merchants, but he is different. He disguised as a barbarian of a similar size. I believe that no one will doubt it, so that a relatively fair deal can be made.

"There are also weapons. What our tribe lacks most is not food, but weapons!" Leon clenched his fist and said, "Presbyterian Monstein, leave this task to me. Do you know how much these fangs and beast skin magic nuclear energy cost?"

"I don't know..." Elder Monstein shook his head with a wry smile: "I haven't left the forest for decades, and I can only be sure it's worth a lot of money."

He touched it in his sleeve, took out a few shiny coins and handed them to Leon: "This is the reward I received when I fought with the orc mercenaries in the Farea Empire. Up to now, there are only the last three silver coins left as a souvenir, and I have never been willing to use them."

"You can't have any money when you go to Blackstone Town. I'll give you the silver coins with you. I believe it will be useful."

A few decades ago, when the Kingdom of Bemon had not moved north to a holy place, the relationship between orcs and humans was not as cold as it is now. Tribal shamans like Elder Munstein had the opportunity to follow mercenaries to fight on the mainland. His rich experience and understanding of the glorious continent stemmed from his experience when he was young.

However, decades are enough to change a lot of things.

Leon took over the silver coins as bright as new. These three silver coins undoubtedly carried many memories of Elder Munstein's past, so he was reluctant to spend them around.

This is the first time that Leon has seen the currency of the world. A silver coin is about half an inch in diameter, engraved with the head of the emperor on one side, and the words and emblems of the Farea Empire on the other side, which are very exquisitely cast.

Leon held the silver coin in the palm of his hand and said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring back the supplies needed by the tribe!"

The person who can take advantage of Lao Lei has not been born yet, no matter which world it is!