Chapter 10: Progress by leaps and bounds ()

The sun rises and the moon sets and the time passes quietly.

In the past month, while Elder Monstein was studying, Leon refining his body and souls day and night. His strength improved by leaps and bounds from the first-level stone skin to the fifth-level giant force, only one step away from the sixth-level solidification.

The first-level stone skin twelve styles of body refining, the second-level rock muscle 24 styles, the third-level strong tendon 36 styles, the fourth-level iron bone 48 styles to the fifth-level giant force 60 styles, and a total of 180 styles in the front and back are completely integrated!

Compared with a month ago, his body has changed amazingly, his body is extremely strong and perfect, without any extra fat on his body, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

From the membrane to the muscles and bones, every part of Leon's body has undergone a tempering like cutting bones and marrow washing. Under the influence of the special breathing and breathing 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 physical refining, Leon's soul thought also changed greatly. Through the continuous practice of day and night, he gradually forgot his past and no longer recalled his original world. The originally profound faces in his memory also became blurred.

This change was not a bad thing for him, because it meant that Leon began to truly 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 stone. He shouted quietly.

The muscles in his arms suddenly bulged, and the shoulders and backs expanded to both sides. The bones in his body made a continuous and crisp sound. The stones that were ten feet high and four feet wide were actually held away from the ground by him, and they were more than two feet high.

Sweat rolled down from the clear body, and the setting sun shone on the bronze skin of Leon, refracting a metal-like luster, full of the ultimate beauty of power

"good!"

A group of bear men gathered around to watch the fun cheered in unison, all of whom showed excitement and admiration in their eyes, only to shout "Old Lei is mighty."

These bear-born hammers were completely numb to Leon's amazing promotion speed, and were no longer shocked and shocked. They were only completely respectful, and even the tribe's first warrior Rock Hammer was no exception.

The stone smelting placed in the small square was dug and transported from the nearby hills. They were simply polished according to different sizes and were specially used for tribal warriors to temper their bodies.

The stone refining piece that Leon just raised weighed 3,000 pounds, and was the largest and heaviest piece of all stone refining. At that time, more than a dozen soldiers were used to carry it over, and no one could shake it here.

Bang!

Leon let go of his arms, and the stone fell to the ground, and the earth was shocked.

Leon felt very satisfied with reaching out to pat the big stone. If he had been put in the previous world, the strength he had was enough to make the weightlifting champion feel ashamed.

According to the standards of the Book of Soul Refining, his body refining is close to great success. The last level of Soul Clarification does not have a stylistic practice, which is the last breakthrough after the accumulation of power to the peak.

Now he can control every muscle on his body as he pleases, his explosive power and endurance are ten times stronger than before. What's even stronger is that he has tempered a body of steel and iron bones, and he can't break the stone without breaking the skin when he punches a stone in an empty box.

"You practice hard, and one day you can lift this stone like me!" he said to the bear men.

Due to the large amount of war god oil, the Mad Hammer Tribe had more than 17 barbarian warriors in this month, bringing the number of tribal barbarian warriors to fifty-three, more than half of all adult men in the tribe.

In addition, nearly twenty warriors have completed the promotion, and the number of second and third-level barbarian warriors has increased to varying degrees, and the strength of the tribe can be said to have been greatly enhanced.

Although Rock Hammer has not yet made a breakthrough, with the help of the top-quality War God Oil refined by the second-level monster, he is also close to the brink of level 5, and it is only a matter of time for promotion.

It usually takes seven or eight years for an orc to be promoted from a first-level barbarian warrior to level 6. Rock Hammer has a good talent, and it also takes two years from level 1 to level 4.

In contrast, Leon is a completely evil being.

"The hunting team is back!"

Cheers rang out in the camp. When sunset was about to set, the hunting team led by Yanchu returned safely and brought back a lot of prey.

Due to the improvement of the strength of the soldiers, Yan Chuan and others dared to enter the west of the Howling Forest to hunt. Although the risks are great, the harvest is even greater.

During this period, at the suggestion of Elder Monstein, Leon only participated in a few hunts, so he was able to spend more time on cultivation.

However, this does not mean that the situation of the Crazy Hammer Tribe has completely changed.

The glorious continent also has four seasons. When Leon first came, it was midsummer. Now it is getting colder in autumn, and the harsh winter is not far away.

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

"Elder, I want to take the hunting team out tomorrow so that Rock Hammer has enough time to complete the cultivation and break through to level 5!"

During the evening dinner, Leon proposed his own ideas to Elder Monstein.

He is only one step away from Level 6, and breaking through to Soul is not something that can be achieved by just practicing stance. It is time to do his part to the tribe.

The rock hammer next to him was stunned and put down the food jar and said in a muffled voice: "Brother Lei, I don't object to you going to hunt, but it's not okay to leave me here. The time in the evening is enough for me to practice my physical skills!"

This stupid guy! Leon knew that Rock Hammer attached great importance to his responsibilities, so he watched Monstein wait for him to make a decision - the Shaman Elder's authority in the tribe is the highest.

Elder Monstein smiled slightly: "Lei, I know your concerns, but relying solely on hunting, it is difficult for us to store enough winter food, and letting you take greater risks is something I don't want to see."

"Actually, I have a better idea, but you can do it alone."

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

At the junction of forests and plains over there, there is a small town of Blackstone where humans live.

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

When the Mad Hammer Tribe just moved here, it had traded several times with the gray camel merchant from Blackstone Town in exchange for some necessary iron tools and food.

However, since the beast tribe cannot enter the human towns, the initiative in transactions is entirely in the hands of those black-hearted gray camel merchants. They can exchange ten best animal skins with an iron pot, and a pound of wheat grains will have to pay a basket of dried medicinal materials.

Such exploitation made the Crazy Hammer Tribe quickly lose its only savings. Seeing that the Crazy Hammer Tribe is no longer profitable, these gray camel merchants simply stopped coming.

"They will come, and when we need food the most, they will take all of us at a lower price, just like to other tribes!" A hint of anger appeared in the shaman's eyes: "We can't do anything."

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

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

"The leader porcupine, fangs, animal skins and magic cores dug out from it were all very precious materials. When you get it from Blackstone Town, you will definitely be able to exchange for the food, iron and other materials we need."

"I understand!" Leon suddenly realized.

The human race's indifference and hostility towards the beast tribe made the Mad Hammer Tribe unable to send people to Blackstone Town to buy and sell things, so he could only accept the exploitation of the black-hearted merchants. However, he was different. He pretended to be a barbarian of similar size. I believe no one would doubt it, so that a relatively fair transaction could be conducted.

"There are weapons. What our tribe lacks the most is not food, but weapons!" Leon clenched his fists: "Elder Monstein, I'll leave this task to me. Do you know how much money can these fangs and animal skin magic cores be exchanged?"

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

He touched his sleeves, took out a few shiny coins and handed them to Leon: "This is the reward I received when I followed the Beast Mercenaries to fight in the Farean Empire. So far, there are only the last three silver coins left as memorials, and I have never been willing to use them."

"You can't have no money when you go to Blackstone Town. I believe it will definitely come in handy."

Decades ago, when the Bemon Kingdom had not moved north to the holy land, the relationship between the beasts and humans was not as cold as it is now. Tribal shamans like Elder Monstein had the opportunity to follow the mercenaries to fight on the continent. His rich experience and understanding of the Glorious Continent were derived from his experience when he was young.

However, decades of time are enough to change many things.

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

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

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