Western Fantasy: I can brush entries infinitely

Chapter 6 Three Ways, the Practice of Dou Qi

Abel has two entry slots, perhaps the difference between silver one-star and two-star, of which only the first one has entries.

Ron looked at the attributes, and this green entry has two effects.

[Great Wisdom Ruoyu: A honest and hearty appearance will make people let go of their guards, and their ability to observe words and expressions will be significantly improved]

In my mind, I recalled the few times I had contact with Abel, and found that this second-level knight had fine details.

Afterwards, Ron also encouraged Abel a few words, "I am very relieved to have you in the Baron's Mansion", and so on, and Abel expressed his loyalty again.

It's just that Abel's favorability has not broken through to 90. It seems that 89 to 90 is a hurdle.

Just when Ron wanted to use an excuse to see the strength of the second-tier knight, Abel suggested thoughtfully: "My lord, please stay and take a look at our training results, you will definitely not be disappointed."

Of course Ron would not refuse, this is a good opportunity to learn about extraordinary power.

The waiter brought tables and chairs and placed them by the aisle in the courtyard. The table was covered with refreshments. When Ron was seated, Abel called out: "Sig, Ibuprofen, you two started to practice against each other, show your true skills !"

The two who were called were not nervous, but excited, while the rest of the knights were disappointed and did not call their names.

The two picked up their weapons and came to the center of the field. As the six knights, their strength was not much different.

Ron remembered that the knight named Ibuprofen had the white entry of [basic arm strength], the effect was as the literal meaning, improving arm strength to a certain extent.

Abel saw that Ron's attention was on the two of them, and explained: "Sig's talent is the highest among them, and his strength is among the top ranks among the first-order knights. Ibuprofen is very talented, just in terms of arm strength No one can beat him, so if they fight with swords, Sig is probably no match."

Hearing this, Ron asked curiously: "Ibuprofen is so strong? How can you compare with him in terms of arm strength?"

"If I do my best, it will be easy." Abel replied honestly.

Ron has a bottom line in his mind. The white entry is still too weak to win a cross-level battle, but it can easily crush ordinary people in the same level.

During the conversation, Seager and Ibuprofen had already started fighting.

Ron looked at it intently, and saw that the level of swordsmanship of the two was very high. He didn't understand swordsmanship and couldn't understand it.

After watching carefully for a while, the only thing that is clear is that Ibuprofen is very 'rigid', his moves are mighty, and every movement is extremely powerful, a bit like those heavyweight fighters, and a big sword is like a toy in his hand.

Seeger, on the other hand, favored dexterity, and he was on par with ibuprofen. Normally, this kind of situation is unlikely to happen, and this may be due to the extraordinary power at work.

Suddenly, Abel said, "Ibuprofen is going to lose."

Ron frowned. Ibuprofen was still extremely fast in the field. Wherever the sword was swung, Sig didn't dare to take it hard. Does this show the momentum of losing?
Three seconds later, Seeger's sword stopped under Ibuprofen's neck, and the victory was over.

Ron was surprised. Abel was worthy of being an experienced second-tier knight. Perhaps the dueling of these knights was like playing tricks in his eyes.

Afterwards, Abel arranged a few more duels. After the excitement just now, Ron became a little bored. These knights have extraordinary power, which is amazing, but he can't see the way.

It's like a group of scientific research leaders discussing how to build a nuclear fusion reactor. Can you, a student who has never even entered the door, understand?
Although boring, Ron is not easy to leave, he will pour cold water on the knights, chat with Irene or Abel while eating tea, talk about which knight is the most powerful, which knight has a girlfriend, etc. of.

When all the knights had finished practicing, Abel saluted Ron, and then entered the field with the epee on his shoulder. Ron was stunned and became interested.

"Come on, the last game, all of you!" Abel said domineeringly.

All the knights looked at each other, and suddenly there was a small voice in the silent field, "This is the first time I see the captain being so despicable, and when we are almost exhausted, he wants to bully us and show off his prestige in front of the lord."

Abel's eyes fell on Sig's face, and he was the one who spoke before.

Buprofen gloated and said, "You're done."

All the knights stood ready, afraid that they would become the captain's breakthrough. Under the watchful eyes of the lord, whoever fell first would be the most ashamed.

Abel didn't give them any chance, he held the epee tightly with both hands, and lay it sideways, a heavy aura gushed out like a flame, even the epee in his hand was covered, a wind pressure was generated out of thin air on the ground, rolling Dust.

"This is!"

Ron stared, and he noticed that the air around Abel's epee was distorted, as if the air was scorched by the high temperature of the flame.

He guessed in his heart, could it be that Abel wrapped the epee with grudge and this phenomenon appeared?
Is this method unique to Tier [-] knights?

in the field.

Abel's muscles tensed up, his upper body sank, his feet sank into the ground like tree roots, the muscles and veins in his arms throbbed, and the epee moved accordingly.

Seeger stared and shouted: "Defend quickly, the captain used that trick!"

He didn't need to remind him at all, all the knights could tell that there was cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Cang Fang!"

Abel swung the epee more than ten meters away, and Ron saw with his own eyes that a strong wind or something else hit the knights on the opposite side.

With a bang, more than 20 first-order knights all fell to the ground.

Ron stared dumbfounded.

Is this extraordinary power?

I really want it.

-

That night, Ron sat on the bed and looked through a notebook, which was given to him by Abel, which recorded Abel's experience in practicing Dou Qi.

This notebook is very precious to any first-order knight.

Ron asked Abel if he had the talent to practice Dou Qi, and how long it would take to reach the second level.

He guessed that only when he breaks through to the second level can he open the second entry slot.

The path of the magician has been blocked. If the grudge is not good enough, then try to "believe in God" to obtain divine power. However, it may be very difficult to believe in a certain "God" with his mature three views.

At that time, Abel gave the good news that Ron had the talent to practice fighting qi, but not much.

It takes at least seven years to become a second-tier knight, and this is on the premise that Ron is a nobleman.

"Seven years later, I will be 22 years old. When I open the second entry, I will be able to quickly advance to the third and fourth ranks of knights when I find the entry about fighting spirit talent."

If the number of entries is related to the level, then Ron will open a new entry every time he advances to a level. As long as the fast advancement is guaranteed, the entries can be swiped at will.

"However, it will take seven years, which is a bit too long."

Ron suddenly wanted to replace his 'immortality' entry with a practice talent entry, but he was afraid that he would not be able to get it out in the future.

At that time, the golden entry was swiped out, but it never appeared again. Maybe there is only one chance for my golden finger.

Thinking of this, Ron quickly threw away this terrible idea, it would never be possible to brush off [Immortal]!

He also thought that he could live forever anyway, so he could afford to wait for this little time.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ron meditated according to the content in the notes. There is a unique way to practice battle qi. Without the guidance of the predecessors, it is difficult for ordinary people to get started.

There are all kinds of energy substances in the world, what practitioners of fighting qi need is 'qi', which is their name for the energy they need.

This kind of 'qi' is everywhere, and the dissociated qi is very violent. Direct inhalation is harmful to the human body. If you want to use it for yourself, you need to meditate to 'pacify' this kind of qi until you can control it.

When meditating at the beginning, Qi will enter the body to form a cyclone, which is a sign of entry.

"Hey, I have a cyclone in my body!"

Three hours later, Ron finally entered a state of meditation. At the first moment, he found that there was a very small cyclone in his body, so small that he could ignore it. If it weren't for Abel's notes, he would have no way of discovering it.

Soon, he figured out that it was the result of his predecessor's own practice.

"Be lazy, so small." Ron hated iron for steel.

After thinking about it, Ron continued to meditate, absorbing the free qi from the outside into his body, and slowly growing his own cyclone.

-

In the early morning, Ron opened his eyes, and he passively withdrew from the meditation state. He possessed the attribute of [immortality], with strong vitality and more energy than ordinary people. Even if he stayed up all night, Ron's current state not bad.

"It seems that meditation cannot replace sleep. Also, meditation absorbs Qi and consumes energy. From this point of view, I will reach the second level earlier than Abel said."

Ron was happy in his heart, and Abel would not have thought that his energy was several times that of ordinary people, and the reduced sleep time was all used to practice fighting spirit.

If it wasn't for being afraid of attracting attention, Ron would have wanted to post a 'Heaven rewards hard work' on his bedside.

In the days that followed, Ron's life began to become more fulfilling. During the day, while handling official duties, he played with various jewelry and brushed entries.

And at night, it is to practice battle qi.The sleep time is only four hours, not like the first one all night. Although he will live forever, he must pay attention to his health. After all, he is not dead even if he is paralyzed.

In short, on the premise of ensuring his health, Ron practiced fighting qi step by step, striving to reach the first level.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

This morning, a silver-haired man in his 30s came in from the outside, found Egbert who was talking, and shouted in a panic: "Father."

"What are you talking about! Didn't you see that I was talking to Mr. Abel? I forgot all the etiquette I taught you?" Egbert's face was stern, which made the silver-haired man very afraid.

Abel came out to make a rescue and said, "Mr. Egbert, don't be angry. Let's listen to what Black has to say first. He must have a reason for being so anxious."

Egbert nodded, looked at his son, "Speak."

Hearing his father's words, Black immediately said, "This morning, the mayor of Cote Town came to the mine to find me and said that Ms. 'Elwa' died at home. According to the estimated time of death, the time of death was a week ago."

Black continued to tell the information he had obtained, not noticing the calmness on the faces of his father and Abel.

Neither of them interrupted him, they just listened to him quietly.

"Ms. Elva's house has no signs of a fight. It should have been a one-shot death, and all the property in the house was lost. Father, Mr. Abel, I speculate that the prisoner broke into the house to seek property and kill him."

Black said with certainty. Seeing that neither of them spoke, he asked anxiously, "Ms. Elva is the head maid of the baron's mansion. She was killed and insulted by the lord! We must not let the prisoner go!"

Egbert nodded and ordered: "That's right, Blake, you go to the three towns to issue notices. The head maid of the Baron's Mansion was killed by the 'Black Crow' and took away all the money. The Baron's Mansion launched a comprehensive arrest. Intelligence reward."

"Can"

Seeing what Black was about to say, Egbert squinted and looked over, "Why don't you go soon?"

"Yes, Father." Forced by his father's majesty, Black had no choice but to back down.

After he left, Abel smiled and said, "Mr. Egbert, so this is the time you said. But, don't you really need to tell Black the truth?"

Egbert shook his head and said: "Black was slack after being given the surname of Arnold by the previous lord, and he needs to be taught a lesson. If he behaves badly this time, I will ask the lord to revoke his mine supervision position, go home and reflect on yourself.”

So cruel!

Abel was surprised. He had worked with Egbert for many years and knew the situation in his family very well.

The Egbert family will send the best generation to the Baron's Mansion to train them as assistants to the Baron, and each generation will become the butler of the Baron's Mansion.

Baron Arnold's family took a fancy to it, so they will give the surname 'Arnold', and they can take over the position of housekeeper in the future.

It can be said that when Egbert gets old or passes away, Black will be the next butler.

If the position of Black Mine is really revoked, it will prove that he is not capable, and whether he can take over as the housekeeper in the future will be suspended, and even his surname may be withdrawn.

(End of this chapter)