Occupation is the foundation of the demon hunter in this world.

In this world, every demon hunter's awakening starts with understanding a weapon mental method, which is destined to be the lifelong profession of the demon hunter.

Generally speaking, demon hunters are divided into five major professions according to their weapons, namely swordsman, swordsman, assassin, archer, and gunman (gun with long spears).

For example, Ron has a sword on his waist, so his awakened professional mind is a swordsman.

On a continent where the strong are respected, the identity of the demon hunter awakened is higher than that of the civilians.

Therefore, in order to distinguish between himself and ordinary people, the demon hunter will carry weapons with him no matter how poor he is, even if he has a wooden sword hanging around his waist, it is enough to show his identity.

Yang Hao was empty-handed and didn't even have a decent weapon on his body. He was obviously a civilian.

The job of the adventure group is to fight monsters in the wild for high income. It is a high-risk job that licks blood from the blade and exchanges money for money. It is absolutely never before a civilian joins the adventure group.

First of all, civilians have no combat ability and have extremely low survivability in the wild.

Secondly, once a battle occurs in the wild, it is very likely that an adventure team will be dragged to death with a squad in extremely dangerous environments.

So when the archer saw that Yang Hao was just a civilian, he instinctively resisted. His meaning was clearly questioning Yang Hao: "Why should you join the group if you are a civilian?"

"Kahn!! Don't be rude!"

Hearing the archer's questioning filled with gunpowder, Zang Zhongsheng glared at the archer.

Zang Zhongsheng is the oldest and relatively mature and steady person. Although he knows that Ron is full of train running, he also knows that Ron is not an unreliable person and will not do mentally retarded operations to recruit civilian adventurous groups.

"Profession?"

Yang Hao did not feel uncomfortable with Kahn's doubts, but thought for a while and said, "I should be a martial artist."

Yang Hao was born in a martial arts family. He practiced martial arts with his brother under the guidance of his grandfather since he was a child. He reached the level of a master at the age of twenty and was proficient in the strengths of a hundred schools of thought. It is reasonable to say that he is a martial artist.

"Martialist? What?"

Everyone was full of question marks and couldn't understand what Yang Hao was talking about.

Martial Artist? Does he still have this profession?

"What he meant is, what weapons are you proficient in?" Zang Zhongsheng was sweating and asked Yang Hao in the most straightforward words.

"That's it..." Yang Hao said lightly: "Then you have to ask me if I'm not proficient in any weapons."

"puff!!"

As soon as Yang Hao said this, Ron sprayed it out as soon as he drank the tea.

The others were also stunned.

"Ahem..."

Even Daiyu, who had always been careless, heard Yang Hao's words and the cake in his hand immediately choked in his throat.

Yang Hao pushed the water cup over very considerately.

Daiyu took a sip of water and saw Yang Hao's expression becoming weird.

Good guy, is this guy crazy or fool?

Different weapons and mental methods are different. Since the world changes three hundred years ago, many talented people have emerged on the mainland. No matter how powerful a master is, they only dare to say that they are proficient in one weapon in their lifetime. This civilian who doesn’t even have a broken wood sword says something, "You have to ask me if I am proficient in any weapon." Who can say such arrogant words by normal people?

This guy has a little bit of a brain problem.

Ron thought bragging was his specialty. At this time, he couldn't help but pull Yang Hao's clothes and said embarrassedly: "Brother, can you be more modest..."

"I'm already very modest." Yang Hao's expression was very serious.

The sword, bow, stone, horse, stance, and eighteen weapons were all things that Yang Hao played before he was twenty years old. After his martial arts were perfect, he could understand everything from other things and understand all weapons and be fully integrated into his chest, so that he could reach the state of using fists as a weapon.

"So, what weapons are you not good at?" Zang Zhongsheng asked cautiously.

"No." Yang Hao shook his head.

Everyone: "…"

"Depend on!"

Kahn, who was opposite, finally couldn't help it, slammed the table and pointed at Yang Hao and said, "You civilian, just know how to speak big. Do you dare to try your best with me?"

According to Zang’s previous temper, he must come out to persuade the fight at this time.

But Yang Hao's words were too arrogant. Seeing that Kahn wanted to teach Yang Hao a lesson, Zang Sheng was so happy to watch the fun.

"Come on! Fight! I'll be the referee!"

Daiyu, who was standing beside him, even looked expectant and took out a bag of melon seeds and looked like watching the show. It was obvious that the girl was very skillful in her movements.

"You? You can't."

Yang Hao waved his index finger and said, "You are no match for me, you still have to practice again."

"No way, how do you know?! Come on!" Kahn's face turned green when he heard this, and he took out his crossbow and pointed it at Yang Hao.

"You don't understand." Yang Hao said confidently: "When you reach my level, you will know that you have lost after just one glance."

"Fuck you!!"

Kahn exploded completely and directly loaded the arrow.

"Okay OK! Just kidding, you took it seriously."

Seeing that it was about to cause death, Zang Zhong quickly got up and pressed Kahn down.

"snort!"

Kahn looked dissatisfied.

Yang Hao turned his head and asked Zang Zhongsheng with a look of nothing, "What is your profession?"

"Our boss is a monk!"

Ron replied with admiration.

Monks are the most respected profession in the world. They are kind and powerful, can dispel plagues, save lives and help the wounded, and are great scholars walking in the world. Only those who have faith in saving the world can awaken to monks.

"Oh..." Yang Hao touched his chin, not knowing what the profession of monks meant.

After all, Yang Hao only knows that all awakened people are called demon hunters, and they don’t even know the basic profession classification, let alone rare professions like monks.

"Then what about this little sister... sister?" Yang Hao looked at Daiyu again, and was over 200 years old and shouted that his sister would be fine.

"She is a fairy...you must not offend her." Ron said in horror: "She is different from us..."

If monks need to have compassion and be able to awaken by awakening in order to be compassionate, then the scattered immortal is definitely a rare among the rare ones, and the synonym for the scattered immortal is power.

Among ten ordinary people, a demon hunter can awaken, and among ten thousand demon hunters, a scattered immortal can awaken.

The Sanxian not only has a long lifespan, but also can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to cast terrifying magic. Any Sanxian is a powerful person in the world, and no one dares to question the power of Sanxian.

Ron and Yang Hao were surrounded just now, but because they saw that Ron had the support of a fairy, the demon hunters in the tavern did not dare to act rashly.

"Yeah?"

Yang Hao smiled at Daiyu very friendly.

After listening to people's advice, Yang Hao also felt the attitude of the demon hunters in the tavern towards Daiyu, so he naturally would not doubt Ron's words, but he just couldn't understand how much strength a woman could have to suppress so many demon hunters.

This is not discrimination against women, because in Yang Hao's world concept, women and men have fundamentally different talents in terms of martial arts. No matter how good a woman is, she still has a certain gap with men.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's talk about the serious business!"
Chapter completed!