Chapter 142: Chapter 125: The Warm and Hospitable People of Yizhou

Du Chengfeng was in a good mood today.

Although, admittedly, one reason was that the team had finally reached Yizhou City, but more importantly, while waiting for Yizhou to receive the refugees, he had already won the first refugee wrestling competition, defeating numerous refugees and prairie people, and earned the well-deserved champion title.

"Sir, where did you learn this wrestling?"

The prairie military officer Zhierhua rubbed his shoulder and climbed up from the ground, having suffered quite a heavy fall in the finals just now.

"It looks like the style of the Qingyang Tribe, but you definitely mixed something else in... How exactly did I end up downed just now?"

"That is naturally because of my Innate Divine Power."

Du Chengfeng patted his chest, boasting shamelessly.

In reality, it was because he hadn’t been idle along the way, seeing no activities during the journey, he simply compiled some martial arts he had learned—there actually wasn’t much martial arts to begin with. Pig-killing Knife Technique, Bok wrestling, Red Needle Technique, Cui Yuan’s Sword Technique, Dragon Tiger Stance, Yang Sanlang’s Spear Throwing Technique, Ruan Shantao’s Benevolent Sword, and later, his own battle experience. Listing them all, that’s about it.

Precisely because there weren’t many, he was able to compile and integrate them during this period of travel.

To put it simply, it was sorting out different ways of exerting force, clarifying when to use what.

Of course, mixing Dragon Tiger Stance into Bok wrestling was something only he knew; otherwise, he would only claim his victories were due to Innate Divine Power.

After all, it sounded quite interesting that way, and saved him a lot of unnecessary trouble—like now, after he said his victory was due to Innate Divine Power, many young kids among the onlookers who initially wanted to learn wrestling from him gave up the idea.

Teaching kids is troublesome; Du Chengfeng is most afraid of trouble.

However, while those young refugees didn’t come over, Li the Carpenter approached.

"Do you really have some sort of exceptional talent?"

As if confirming something, Li the Carpenter once again scrutinized Du Chengfeng’s physique.

"Indeed, you look taller by an inch... What’s going on with you? Are you headed for seven feet now?"

"Taller again?"

Du Chengfeng was taken aback.

He himself had no sense of it at all, after all, it’s hard to notice growing taller from one’s perspective. Moreover, being a bit taller is certainly a good thing, so he hadn’t paid much attention to it—now, however, the matter seemed to need attention. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Du Chengfeng had compared before, a foot in this world is roughly thirty centimeters in his understanding, meaning, according to Li the Carpenter’s calculations... is his height now directly heading towards 2.1 meters?

"Old brother, don’t scare me."

Du Chengfeng was shocked.

"Give me a precise number, exactly how many feet?"

"Six feet five inches."

Li the Carpenter examined Du Chengfeng a few times and nodded.

"Six feet five inches, no more, no less, that’s the number."

"Gave me a fright."

Du Chengfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Goodness, he thought he had grown to some ridiculous extent, turns out Li the Carpenter used rounding—six feet five inches, which when converted is about 1.95 meters. Although taller than before, it’s at least still within a normal range and hasn’t exaggerated to above two meters.

In other words, it’s just normal body development.

People say at twenty-three you can still grow a bit, and now he exercises a lot daily and hasn’t missed meals, so growing should be pretty normal, right?

"As long as it’s not something strange."

After confirming it was just a false alarm, Du Chengfeng relaxed.

And it was at this point that Yizhou City’s garrison finally agreed to let them in.

Of course, although they were allowed entry, security checks were still necessary—fortunately, Du Chengfeng and his group were no strangers to this scene, and promptly displayed all their defensive weapons. As for those more sensitive items, like the prairie warrior’s armor and scimitar, they had long been discarded in the ruins of Yiyang County office.

Perhaps to others, this armor and scimitar were considered good stuff, but to Du Chengfeng, armor against his blade was no different than paper.

For him, anything worthy had to be at least the level of Divine Soldiers.

Like the one he held in his hand.

"Come! Look at my imposing halberd!"

Saying this, Du Chengfeng unveiled the exaggerated halberd wrapped in cloth.

"How about it! Is my halberd impressive!"

A crowd of refugees turned their heads away, knowing this would be the outcome—though the exaggerated halberd looked indeed fierce, they’ve appraised it way too many times throughout the journey. Now seeing the halberd again, not only were they devoid of fear, they even felt slightly nauseated.

Only those Yizhou City soldiers who hadn’t seen this halberd yet were startled, speechless for a while.

It wasn’t until Du Chengfeng wrapped the halberd back up that the Yizhou City soldiers regained their composure.

"This you..."

The Yizhou City soldier, having recovered, pointed at the wrapped halberd.

"This you..."

"My halberd is impressive, isn’t it?"

Du Chengfeng couldn’t help but laugh.