C9 Village Warrior

In his' past life ', Zhao Wuji was the weakest when he was first selected as a vampire, because the additional strength that a vampire gained was based on their original body. In terms of Zhao Wuji's powerless body, even if his strength increased by ten times, it would still not be as strong as a boxer's strength increase of three times. As for why Viscount Nicolas would give Zhao Wuji his first time, that was another matter altogether.

Ever since Zhao Wuji entered the world of darkness, he had suffered too many hardships. He had been injured almost every day, and with his powerful vampire recovery rate, he could not recover in time. The injuries caused by his own teasing were mostly caused by the wounds of the enemy. Later on, through the use of blood food and the study of Chinese martial arts, he gradually grew stronger. In his previous life, he suffered greatly. When he saw his parents being robbed in this life, Zhao Wuji naturally hoped to have a strong body. Otherwise, how could he protect his family?

On that very same day, Little Limitless told his father that he wanted to make some things and took out the blueprints. "Little Zhao was already immune to what happened to his own son. Holding those diagrams and listening to his son's explanation, he still felt like he couldn't make any wrong turns. Where did he learn this from!?" Even toys can't cost that much!? After Little Wuji said that, Little Zhao just stood there dumbly.

Old Zhao came out of his room and saw Little Zhao standing there foolishly. He was filled with anger. Why was his son not half as smart as him? So he just scolded, "Why are you just standing there? There is still a lot of work to be done, and in a few days the town tax collector will come down. "

Little Zhao snapped out of his shock and quickly showed the blueprint to Old Zhao. He even repeated the explanation Little Wuji gave him. Old Zhao was also stunned when he heard this. He thought for a while and was still at a loss. This grandson of his was truly a monster! Forget it, just let him be. Once he had thought it through, Old Zhao said to Little Zhao: "Just do as he says. This grandson of mine, heh, he's amazing!" "Heh heh." With that, he left with a smile. Leaving Little Zhao by himself, he felt bitter in his heart. I have to do so many things by myself.

Little Zhao put down other things for his son's sake, and busied himself for a few days. Finally, he prepared the things that the little guy wanted, and happily went to his son to claim credit. He hoped that his son would praise him as a "good father". In the end, Little Limitless walked over swaggering and looked at the facilities in the yard and said, "I guess I can barely make it alive!" Thus, he left his father to play with the exercise equipment, but Little Zhao was still half angered. He wanted to beat this little brat up to boost his father's strength. He heard Old Zhao's voice coming from outside the courtyard. His body couldn't help but tremble as he glared hatefully at his own broken child. He then resentfully went into the house to complain to a guqin.

All these years, because Old Zhao's conditions were good, he renovated his house and expanded his territory. With the front and back yards, all the equipment and equipment that he needed were all placed in the backyard. Limitless looked at the equipment in the yard with satisfaction and chuckled. There were wooden stakes, stone locks, parallel bars, hoops, balance logs, sandbags, and so on. However, they were all small sized and had turned the backyard into a small training field.

Looking at these familiar tools, Limitless thought back to when he had just become a vampire, how he was bullied to death by his own kind, how he became excited later on, and began to learn martial arts systematically, and how with the huge financial resources of the Nicolay family, as well as the teaching of the overseas Chinese martial artists, he managed to raise his strength to a whole new level. Afterwards, the weaker lords were no longer his match, and the ones who bullied him were only able to breathe a sigh of relief when they heard their abusive father calling them, henceforth they also put up a sign in the dark world, the eastern vampires were not so easily provoked.

Standing in front of a small wooden stake, her tender arms waved and hit it a few times. She couldn't help but sigh. This body was too small. No matter how good a martial arts technique was, it wouldn't be able to hit it!

He played with the equipment in the courtyard one by one, feeling slightly less depressed. Rubbing his stomach, he felt a little hungry! Since he found out that he could eat, Limitless had become a "rice bucket". If he could eat to his heart's content, he wouldn't eat to his heart's content. The past could not be recalled. In his previous life, as a vampire, ordinary people's food was like poison to Limitless. He had secretly tried to carry the other vampires, but he ended up feeling weak for seven whole days. He couldn't even get out of his bed. The pain and weakness he felt was simply unimaginable. As a result, there were a few vampires who had tasted the blood of all living things in the five continents, including spiders, lizards, crustaceans, and mollusks. They had even published a book describing the taste of the blood of various living creatures, which the Vampire World regarded as the "Diet Grimoire", and those seniors had even received the title of "God of Food".

In this life, he also ate delicious cooked food, and even if it was just a snack, Little Limitless would not waste the slightest bit of it. Every time he ate, the bowl would be licked clean, causing the three elders of Old Zhao's family to feel very gratified.

When he returned to the living room, Little Limitless actually found that there were more than one guests in the house, including the village head old man. When he returned to the living room, Little Limitless actually found that there were more than one guests in the house, including the village head old man, who was also there talking to Old Zhao.

"Hehe, Lord Wang, this is my grandson, Zhao Wuji! Please take care of me in the future, Mr. Wang. " Old Wang faced a middle-aged man on the right side and said humbly. Then, he turned his head and glared at Little Wuji. "You little bastard, hurry up and greet Lord Wang."

Little Limitless stared at this fellow called "Lord Wang", but immediately realized the difference. It was not because Lord Wang was missing his left arm, nor was it because Lord Wang's face was crisscrossed with scars, but it was because he felt a strong killing intent coming from him. This was not something that anyone could do, it could only be formed through true slaughter. At this moment, while sitting on the right side of Old Zhao's head, everyone else didn't notice anything. In Little Everlasting's eyes, this person was emitting a bloody aura, and when this person looked at him, he felt like he was being stared at by a fierce beast.

Seeing that Xiao Wuji did not react and was only staring at him, Old Zhao felt embarrassed. Originally, this little thing was pretty smart, why did it suddenly act up at such a crucial moment, Old Zhao used his vertical eye and shouted at Xiao Wuji: "Wuji, I asked you to greet Master Wang, do you hear me? "Still in a daze, be careful of my whipping you!" He made a gesture to get up and kick Limitless.

However, just as he got up, he was stopped by "Sir Wang". This "Sir Wang" comforted Old Zhao somewhat hoarsely, "Old sir, don't be angry, this is your grandson! It seems to be quite sturdy, but unfortunately, the Origin Measuring Rock is still in the town. Otherwise, we would have been able to measure his physique and see if he could cultivate Origin Energy. " His Excellency Wang held Old Zhao's head as he spoke. In fact, he felt surprised inside, he just got off the battlefield, his body was full of killing intent that even the tax collector who was accompanying him couldn't stand it, but at this point, this family didn't feel anything, and he also looked at it. This old man and his son were both ordinary people, not to mention this kid who was only slightly bigger than himself, he actually wasn't afraid of him and even dared to stare at him! Could it be that his killing intent was gone? He looked at the old Village Head and the tax collector who came with him. Their faces were pale and their heads were bowed, not daring to look at him. Only this old man named Zhao was talking with him.

In fact, Old Zhao was just putting on an act. He wasn't really willing to fight Limitless. This was a treasure of his family, how could he be afraid of it when it was in his mouth!? Xiao Ji was even more desperate. He realized that this "Lord Wang" wouldn't threaten his family, so he didn't care about Old Zhao blowing his nose and glaring at them. He left and went to the kitchen to look for food.

Old Zhao was embarrassed. He smiled bitterly and said, "We spoilt this child. Please don't take offense!" After pausing for a moment, he continued, "Heh, Sir Wang, you are a dignified Origin Energy Cultivator, it is our honor to be able to come to our village. Furthermore, you have come to teach these little fellows, without saying anything, you can stay in my house.

Lord Wang was obviously moved by Old Zhao's words. He thought to himself, "The people in this mountain are simple and unsophisticated!" Looking at the old Village Head and the tax official who were frightened by his aura, Master Wang felt a little embarrassed. He quickly said to Old Zhao, "Thank you, sir. We are here to find a way. We will be staying the next time." Old sir, don't call me Lord Wang. My name is Wang Gang, you can call me Little Wang or Wang Gang. "Then, we will take our leave first!"

"Sigh, leaving so soon. No matter what, we have to eat lunch!" Old Zhao obviously felt that this Wang Gang had an appetite for him. He wanted to keep Wang Gang here for a meal, but he didn't know that the Old Village Head and the tax official were practically cursing in their hearts, thinking that if Wang Gang wanted to leave, you should hurry up and let him go. However, both of them were wondering why this Old Zhao was not afraid of this fiend!

This Wang Gang was also a straightforward person, but it was not easy for him to stay any longer, so he insisted on taking his leave. Old Zhao saw that he couldn't stay any longer and sent his men to the entrance of the village. He watched Wang Gang and the tax collector ride on two separate Hunchbacked Beasts before talking to the village head, "Hey, do you really have a martial artist stationed in our village?"

The village chief, who was under pressure, looked at Old Zhao in envy and said snappily, "Nonsense, didn't you see that it was the tax official who delivered it?!" He let out a sigh as he looked at the Hunchbacked Beast in the distance and muttered to himself, "That king has a great killing intent!"

"Oh, no, I think that Wang Gang is pretty nice!" Old Zhao was ignorant and oblivious, which was strange.

The old elder felt extremely uncomfortable after hearing these words. His face was immediately covered by dark clouds. He no longer paid any attention to this old thing as he walked straight towards his home.

Old Zhao faintly heard the phrase "all families are abnormal", but he was not sure. He touched his head and went home to eat.