The mushroom bushes, ferns, stones, and various strange creatures in the light curtain disappeared.

Only the short figure was in the light curtain, holding a spear that was a piece higher than his body, and slowly ejecting the gun again and again.

Push forward, to the left, and to the right.

The gun rod hits backwards, to the left and backwards, and to the right and backwards.

The spear swept forward, left and right, up and down.

The gun rod swept backwards, left and right, up and down.

Very simple basic actions, once, ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times.

Wu Tie stared at the movements of the short figure with wide eyes, and his hands subconsciously moved.

The surface of the crystal ball was flashing with light, and the white juice did not shake at all. Wu Tie had penetrated the crystal ball and landed on the ground.

Wu Tie stared at the figure in the light curtain, grabbed the spear on the ground, followed the action of the short figure, and shot out the gun again and again.

Punch, pulp.

The figure now only maintains one move, that is, to stab forward, and stab forward forward in a steady manner.

Wu Tie sprinted forward, sprinted again and again, ten times a hundred times, thousands of times...

I don’t know how long it took to prick it, but my arms were red, and the blood vessels under my skin were bulging one by one. Wu Tie was sweating all over, and the hot heat on his head kept gushing out.

With a 'clang', his sour and stiff arms could not hold the spear. Wu Tie trembled and let go, and the spear fell heavily to the ground.

Before Wu Tie could exhaust his energy, he sat down. The crystal ball above his head slowly fell, and the lightning flashed. Wu Tie was sucked in by the crystal ball and soaked in the white juice again.

A trace of extremely thin electric light came along the white juice. The electric light stimulated the strange locations in Wu Tie's body, and he fell asleep comfortably.

When he woke up, Wu Tie was filled with strength.

The light curtain reappeared, and the figure appeared in the light curtain, holding a spear, stabbing forward again and again.

Wu Tie slid out of the crystal ball, he grabbed the spear, and followed the figure's movement and stabbed forward again and again.

Punch, straight, sweep, slash.

With thousands of actions and tens of thousands of times, Wu Tie has already remembered these basic spear techniques in his heart, and his body has formed the most basic muscle memory.

When he waved his spear, his movements were not as standard as those of the figures in the light curtain, but they also had a bit of smell inside.

Especially when he thrust forward, the spear tear apart the air, which actually caused a slight sound of cracking wind.

Lao Tie was in the distance, muttering in a low voice as Wu Tie moved.

The giant white skeleton transformed by this ancient god camp was suspended beside Lao Tie and muttered in a low voice.

Furiously, Lao Tie's voice suddenly became louder: "Yes, grandpa, I made a mistake. I didn't teach this kid the most basic combat skills, and just threw him out... But grandpa, I haven't been a mentor before... Who hasn't had the first time? Who hasn't made a mistake? Anyway, aren't you still alive?"

The giant white skeleton grinned and laughed silently at Lao Tie.

Lao Tie's eyes turned, and the blood in his eyes was uncertain for a long time.

"Xiao Tie, my dear Xiao Tie, you can't eat idle food..."

"Don't you think you're hungry? The first foundation-building potion is almost completely digested, right?"

"Get out and hunt!"

"Otherwise, you'll just wait to starve to death here!"

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Tie stood outside the exit of the Ancient Gods Armed Forces.

A lizard more than two meters long was lying on the rock dozens of meters away. When he heard Wu Tie's movement, the lizard turned around and spit out a long letter.
Chapter completed!