With everything slowed down, a cool and clear feeling was felt coming from the Purple Crystal.
Purple Crystal?
The cool feeling from the Purple Crystal shook Yi Yun’s body!
Yi Yun felt that in that instant, he could dodge the man’s grab, snatch Jiang Xiaorou’s arrow, raise his body and thrust the arrow into the man’s throat, killing him!
The feeling was extremely intense and the images of his body doing the movements perfectly played out in his mind, giving him the urge to give it a try.
But in the end Yi Yun decided against it, it wasn’t yet the time for him to turn the Lian tribal clan against him.
Just stirring the crowd led to the Lian Chengyu’s killing intent. If he were to kill or beat up a tribal warrior, the consequences would be more severe. How could a kid, who originally was weak as a fly, kill a member of the warrior preparation camp? Wouldn’t this gain the attention of the upper levels of the tribe? There was no way he could explain the source of his power!
He looked as Zhao Tiezhu grab approached him, and retreated without a trace. Zhao Tiezhu only managed to scrape his skin and seize his clothes.
Zhao Tiezhu originally wanted to beat Yi Yun up, but he didn’t expect to miss when Yi Yun shrank backwards!
If he were to grab another time, Zhao Tiezhu would lose face, so with a grunt; he lifted Yi Yun up before throwing him back down onto the bed.
“Looks like this monkey isn’t hurt! Tomorrow at sunset, hand over the herbs. For every ounce missing, ten pounds of rations will be confiscated!” Finishing his sentence, Zhao Tiezhu walked out and left.
“Yun’er, are you alright?” Jiang Xiaorou asked worriedly. But Yi Yun did not say a word.
What was that feeling a moment ago?
A well-trained Zhao Tiezhu had moved as slow as a tortoise in front of him, making him vulnerable to Yi Yun’s killing intent.
If it wasn’t because Zhao Tiezhu suddenly got Alzheimer’s… could it be that his own speed had increased?
Could it be… my body?
“Sis Xiaorou, what male tier am I again?” Yi Yun seemed to have realized something and impatiently asked Jiang Xiaorou.
“Why are you asking about this all over sudden? Yun’er, in the past you weren’t even at a tier. Even the weakest tier five male can lift a hundred pounds. Yun’er, you could only lift 30 pounds…”
“30 pounds huh…” Yi Yun was speechless, but in the Lian tribe, they had to lift a rock over their heads. 30 pounds was similar to a bag of rice; a weak kid would have trouble lifting that.
“Where are the tribe’s rock weights stored?” Yi Yun asked.
“Behind the village, at the training grounds. Why do you ask this Yun’er?”
“Nothing,” Yi Yun smiled. “Sis, sleep early tonight. We still have to pick herbs tomorrow.”
In the middle of the night, the dark sky was filled with numerous bright constellations.
This era didn’t have any streetlights and the poor were unwilling to use their oil lamps. So the entire Lian tribe village was pitch black.