The Bad Man's Ride

Chapter 4 The Mysterious Old Man
Walking into the city of Yuzhou, Li Zhu looked at the bustling streets and couldn't help thinking that he might not see such a scene someday in the future.

At this time, he suddenly saw a teahouse in front of him. A group of people gathered in the teahouse, as if they were waiting for something. Li Zhu was a little surprised by the scene, so he walked into this teahouse, chose a place by the window, ordered a pot of good tea, and listened carefully.

"So that's what it is..." What did Li Zhu think it was? It turned out that a well-known old storyteller here was about to start storytelling, which made him feel a little interesting. After all, Li Zhu hadn't experienced such a scene of listening to other people's storytelling. Having experienced it, I have been highly tense along the way, so I have to relax, so I waited while drinking tea.

After a while, an old storyteller walked in from the outside. He walked through the crowd without any haste, without any unnecessary movements, and just entered from so many people around him, which surprised Li Zhu next to him. Looking at him, Li Zhu noticed that the old man seemed to have glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "Could it be that the old man noticed my gaze? It's interesting."

The old storyteller sat on a wooden bench in the middle of the teahouse. In front of him was a long small wooden table. The old storyteller put the wooden sword in his left hand on the small wooden table.

"It really doesn't look like a storyteller, it looks like a swordsman." Li Zhu looked at the old man's demeanor and said casually, but the old man seemed to have paused, then came back to his senses and gently At this time, the whole hall was quiet, and the people, big and small, were waiting for the old man to tell the story. Li Zhu just didn't notice the old man's twitch, but he wanted to know what the old man was going to say.

The sonorous and powerful voice of the old storyteller spoke: "The hierarchy of this world is very simple.

Because there is no general perception of the realm, one can only judge different strengths, which can be roughly divided into: ordinary, extraordinary, city-destroyer, natural disaster, world-destroyer, and species level.

Each level has three stages, low, medium and high.

There are only quantitative changes in each small stage.

Included, the ordinary low-level is just ordinary, but the middle-level has ten times the strength of an adult male, the middle-level is a hundred times, and the high-level is a thousand times.Judging the level is purely physical strength.

When the power of the ordinary level reaches the limit, it will awaken its own ability, a skill brought by talent and blood, which will cause the transformation of the individual's life, generally: human, ghost, beast, and extremely rare demon.Extraordinary level strength generally depends on the level of skills, and of course there is no shortage of people who take other paths.

The concept of extraordinary level is very vague, it depends on the understanding of the essence of skills.

City-destroyer level, as the name suggests, has the power to destroy a city by one's own strength, advancing to the city-destroyer level means that one's ability has evolved to the fourth stage, and relying on one's own innate skills, one can develop new skills .

The concept of the level of the city-destroying level is calculated from the aggressiveness, practicality, conditions of skill use, and cost of the skills. The process is complicated, but the one that can destroy a human city must be the city-destroying level.

Natural disaster level, manpower is unmatched, with the power of natural disaster level, it is no longer just a body of flesh and blood, natural disaster level strong has created its own path, every move, with the mighty power of the sky, reaching this level, absolutely Most people's road will come to an end.

The world-destroying level is a god.Speaking of this, the old storyteller's voice stopped abruptly, and then he said that this is the story written in the incomplete ancient book he accidentally obtained, and that's the end of the story, and he sighed: "The power in this book is really amazing. People yearn for it." Looking back, Li Zhu glanced lightly and left the teahouse. The people around him didn't intend to stop them, and they were all fantasizing about it, imagining that if they also had the power that they didn't understand in the book, what should they do? How nice.

Li Zhu, who just came to his senses at this time, couldn't calm down for a long time, "What the hell, is it an ancient saying? This is the beginning of fantasy novels, right? I'm afraid it's not because some unknown little writer wants to write but is afraid that it won't work. Let’s watch the opening chapter”

After listening to the old storyteller's book, Li Zhu stared at the teacup in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Thief..." A little girl's voice sounded. He has better hearing ability than ordinary people when he first entered the Great Heaven.
"Who do you call a thief?" came another voice, which was full of anger.

"This is my brother's voice. No, this is Li Xingyun's voice. Could it be that this noodle restaurant is Lu Youjie, Lu Linxuan and the others?" At this moment, he wanted to go in and take a look, but suppressed his urge to go in. If he really went, what should he do? He shouldn't show up. Once his identity is revealed, unnecessary troubles will be lost.

Li Zhu calmed down, picked up the teacup gently and finished drinking, then slowly put on the black mask and looked out the window.

(End of this chapter)