Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 139 Wrinkled Passion Fruit (please vote for me)
After all, the little boss couldn't figure out how to do the 'Skinning Knife Technique' that Professor Cao described.

He can only do it in his own way.

The body was half squatting, the waist and abdomen were tightened, and the arms were filled with strength. Both hands were holding the back of a knife that was one and a half meters long.

This kind of knife has no handle, only a few notches on the back for easy gripping.

"Humph~"

He groaned, his back suddenly collapsed, and the blade he held in both hands sank suddenly, directly cutting a shallow mark on the Lich's flesh.

Don't underestimate this shallow mark, the Lich's weird leather cannot even be penetrated by ordinary pistol bullets.

Then, like a tireless ramming machine, he scratched and pulled, and finally cut open the lich's skin.

Dr. Zhang came over to take a look and nodded with satisfaction, "The basic skills are good, and this 'sun' strength is at home."

He stretched out his hand and pulled on the Lich's skin again, "But the strength of the force is wrong. The strength of the sinking is not the moment when it goes down, but the moment when it is lifted up after going down."

"Shen but not scattered, you can make each step heavier than the last. It has the feeling of accumulating strength."

"Specifically when doing it, it's not that you use more and more force, but you use the same force, but the force of the knife becomes heavier and heavier."

Brother Da Zhuang, who was standing aside and watching, leaned back, "Old Zhang, what are you talking about? This kind of strength looping and accumulation superposition technique can be mastered by his knight apprentice who doesn't even have a furnace?"

Doctor Zhang gave a thumbs up and pointed at himself, "Me, when I was a knight apprentice, your dad taught me twice, and I knew it!"

"Do you understand what it means to cultivate the gold content of the core of the furnace?"

Brother Da Zhuang curled his lips, "Can't you stop mentioning the fact that you cultivated the furnace core yourself every time?"

Doctor Zhang just raised his eyebrows, "But I really cultivated the furnace core myself."

"!!!" Brother Da Zhuang was immediately speechless.

These heirs who received the antlers from their elders did not receive them suddenly. They all received basic training together since childhood. Lao Zhang and Lao Cao have always been the best among them.

Of course, people like Brother Lu have been hanging out with their fathers’ generation for a long time and are not on the same level as them.

Although the inheritance of antlers is not particularly strict, there are still requirements.

The first choice is spiritual seedlings, which are the excellent qualities needed for antlers that dare to be the first.For example, Lin An, according to Lao Cao, is the kind of person who can get things done with just a few clicks.

Relying on a healthy "Civet Bow Stretching Method", you can also abruptly enter the path of practicing the Witch Hunting Knight Breathing Method.

The second choice is those who are strong and talented, such as Dr. Zhang, Professor Cao, and Lu Dexian (little boss) in front of me.

In the end, you have to choose to be willing to embark on the extraordinary path and be a fanatic at heart.

Brother Da Zhuang falls into this category.

He had neither spirituality nor basic talent, so he relied on a fanatical love and finally exerted his strength to catch up with Lao Zhang and Lao Cao little by little.

At that time, Brother Da Zhuang's father planned to pass the antlers to a disciple with good bones. Brother Da Zhuang went to beg and begged, hoping that his father would give him a chance, so he got it.

Otherwise, with his qualifications, if he relies 100% on his own practice, he may fail to condense the furnace and turn into a stone statue early.

After all, the Witch Hunter Knight is on a road of no return. He has no spirituality, no talent, and no fanatical love in his heart. There is really no need to get involved.

Brother Da Zhuang’s own child does not intend to let him take this path. He plans to let this good-for-nothing son who only knows how to read become an ordinary person and engage in the research and development of his drones.

But say so.

I can't help but feel a little regretful in my heart.

He and Lao Zhang came here to join in the fun this time, mainly to see whether Lao Cao's research was successful.

If this can happen, hehe, he will find a witch for his idiot son and get a wizard grandson.

When the time comes, let the grandson inherit his antlers.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Lin An, and his brows furrowed as he looked at it.

hey hey~
Look at these thin arms and legs, it makes him uncomfortable.

Just these thighs, can they be as thick as his biceps?
Such a knight's apprentice, tsk, it feels like it will explode with just a pinch. He is so weak.

He saw Lin An looking up blankly at the ripening lich in front of him without making any move, so he couldn't help but walk over and said, "Boy, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"

Lin An glanced at him, and then looked at the lich corpse in front of him again.

It was a lich that was over two meters tall and looked a bit like a shriveled passion fruit.Passion Fruit has four arms with one extra joint, and the front splits like a ripe watermelon, revealing dense eyes swaying in the sticky liquid.

Lin An carefully rubbed the wrinkled skin on the passion fruit. In the dark lines, he vaguely felt the spiritual texture similar to the multi-handed frog head of the software park barbecue restaurant owner's father.

A flavor of powerless struggle, not passive powerlessness, but powerlessness under self-restraint.

Because he knows that the freedom after breaking away from the bondage is not the freedom he wants, he is unable to break away and suffers from the bondage.

The wrinkled skin of the passion fruit in front of me is not similar to the skin of the frog, but they have a very similar rhythm.

There are just slightly subtle differences.

"I want to help it..." Lin An looked up and murmured.

"Help?" Brother Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment. He looked up and down the Lich's body and confirmed that it was not a fake death. He couldn't help but curled his lips, "You learned the method of resurrection from Lao Cao? If you can resurrect him, I will You can make the decision to let him go."

Lin An just shook his head.

Life in the real dimension has long since disappeared, but spiritual reluctance and struggle still remain.

He thought for a moment and gently raised the boning knife in his hand.

The tip of the knife gently sank into the Lich's skin like cutting tofu.

"!!!"

Brother Da Zhuang looked at Lin An in disbelief, and then at the boning knife in his hand. He didn't dare to disturb Lin An, so he simply walked to the wall next to him and pulled out a boning knife from above.

His palm was huge, and the boning knife with a blade body of more than ten centimeters looked like a children's toy in his hand.

"This unscientific!"

He looked at Dr. Zhang in surprise and whispered, "Did you see it? He just poked it in, like...like..."

Doctor Zhang looked at Lin An's back thoughtfully and nodded, "It's like a wizard performing witchcraft, but we all know that this is what our Witch Hunter Knight's furnace skills feel like."

"Yes, yes!" Brother Da Zhuang was shocked, "Lao Cao is so awesome? How did he teach him?"

Doctor Zhang turned to look at him and said, "You should say Anzi is awesome. Lao Cao probably doesn't even know how to do it. He just told the truth, and Anzi really followed his principles."

He had an impulse to tell Brother Da Zhuang that Anzi was the wizard. Lao Cao had really found a feasible path in the hope of three generations of deer horns, and Anzi was the proof!
But no, Lujiao's friends are no longer the friends they used to be. Now they all have their own thoughts, who knows what they think.

We have to give Anzi and Xiaolu a space to grow.

"Let's go. It's still early for them. I really want to see if Lao Cao's method is right. We have to wait until they finish practicing in the furnace."

Doctor Zhang hugged the big brother and said, "Let's go have a drink."

Brother Da Zhuang wanted to watch for a while, but when he saw that Lao Zhang was too lazy to stay still, he couldn't help but throw the boning knife back into the latch of the wall shelf.

But just as they were about to reach the door of the cold storage, a lich's breath suddenly came from behind them.

"!!!"

Doctor Zhang's reaction was timely. He instantly let go of Big Brother, bounced his steps, and shot in the direction of the lich.

At the moment of flying, he turned his body, and thick armor suddenly appeared on him.

But Brother Da Zhuang just turned around, squatted down, and pulled out a sledgehammer from the private warehouse in the red light purgatory world with his right hand.

But their movements soon stopped, and they stared blankly at the lich corpse in front of Lin An.

It was indeed a corpse, too dead to be dead.

As experienced witch-hunting knights, it was impossible for them to admit their mistake.

But it didn't seem to be a corpse, it seemed to be alive, which was particularly weird.

It felt like a puppet suddenly came to life, but it felt like that life was so dull.

"Stone treasure?"

Brother Da Zhuang's eyes lit up and he walked back quickly, only to see Lao Zhang shaking his head at him, "It's not Shi Bao."

"Good guy!" He looked up at this large passion fruit with four hands, "Anzai, how did you do that?"

(End of this chapter)