Chapter 117 The Chaser of Power

There is no denying the importance of combat skills! However, it is generally difficult for anyone to distance themselves from their top peers.

Yinfei is definitely an exception. With his talent, he stood out from the lower class students and was admitted to Violet Academy, and then reached this stage, which is a miracle among all living beings.

Before meeting Mi Jiaan, Yinfei did not have any so-called resources. She could only rely on her own talent and fighting instinct to defeat her opponents time and time again...

The silver-haired girl's figure was like a swimming butterfly, easily avoiding the slashes of her opponent's sword light.

Speed, strength, skill, and physical strength are not the absolute factors that determine the outcome of a battle, unless the gap is so large that it is crushing.

Perfect control of the body, just the right reaction!

The real battle is not about data comparison and measurement on paper. Theoretically, as long as the sword in your hand can break through the opponent's defense, then...

Yin Fei's counterattack sword light passed through Ron En's posture. It was obviously just a fleeting flaw, but it became an extremely fatal cause of defeat.

Time freezes.

"What happened just now?" Xunyue asked impatiently.

How could he be an honest person who is always available?
Not to mention visiting the thatched cottage, at least to go further to show your sincerity.

"Master Mi Jia'an must secretly feed her good food, otherwise she would not be able to progress so quickly..."

Yin Fei forced a smile. At this moment, she just wanted to lean on Mi Jia'an and take a deep breath of his breath. Unfortunately, there were people around her, so it was difficult to lose face: "Master, I entered the top sixty-four!"

Xun Yue had the habit of taking naps, and by chance she missed witnessing the tornado extinguishing the fire. At that time, she felt the house shaking vaguely, and Aikoliko shouted sharply.

Yin Fei breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling a little tired from the continuous battle. Fortunately, the life inscriptions on the bones continued to send waves of coolness.

"Victor, Yin Fei!" the referee announced loudly.

After I changed my clothes and walked out, I saw only dust in the sky...

"Well, not bad!" Mi Jia'an nodded approvingly.

There were cheers and comments from onlookers.

Xun Yue's figure jumped in the forest, chasing the mark all the way to the direction of Liming Manor. After going to the royal capital to inform Qian Xia, he immediately returned as quickly as possible. Watching from a distance, the fire intensified and got out of control. There's no point in worrying. Since you can't change it, then do whatever you need to do...

"The first grader defeated the sixth grade senior."

The afterglow of dusk fills the sky, and the gentle breeze blows away the smell of scorched earth.

"I know! Please go back and help me..." Yin Fei narrowed her eyes into crescent moons.

Besides, something happened near the manor today, and Mijan thought that he had to show up to comfort the family members.

When everything calmed down, the mountain fire disappeared.

"Yinfei-san is so awesome."

Ron En stood still in place like a statue, with half of his broken cuffs slowly falling from the sky.

Although Loli is very cute and the invitation is sincere, Mi Jiaan has no plans to be a guest today.

"Not enough!" Mi Jia'an pretended to be stern with a straight face.

"What a terrible turn of wind!" The two lolita said to each other. They were too lacking in vocabulary and knowledge to describe the scene in detail.

Xunyue felt that he should go to the scene to confirm, tell everyone his thoughts, and then set off.

The scene was more than ten kilometers away. Looking around, the land is flat and empty, like land cultivated by magic machines.

Xunyue felt inexplicably shocked and couldn't help but jump up and reach as high a place as possible. She was convinced that it was not a natural coincidence, but a subjective intention. She accidentally saw the scattered blackened wood, which proved that the mountain fire was not an illusion.

"The swirling storm falling from the sky," Xunyue muttered to herself, chasing the traces left by the gods everywhere...

Qianxia rides a maroon horse, closely following Yinfei who rides a black horse.

Originally, the speed of the horse in the family was not very fast. After a small transformation with Mi Jiaan's magic power, his physical fitness increased by a level, almost reaching the average level of ordinary horses.

"Yinfei, why didn't you see Mr. Apan today?"

"The young master said that Butler Apan is going to train new people."

Alto got what he wanted and accepted Apan's guidance. The two walked through the forest behind the training ground and found an open space on the outskirts. Sparred for a whole afternoon.

Although Apan is not a very good mentor, he will not deliberately mislead his students. A few words of advice will make Alto feel deeply benefited and enlightening.

"The most important thing you should do now is to condense your fighting spirit at all costs. Have you tested your attributes?"

"I went to the Warriors Guild to test it. It's life attribute and earth attribute."

"Your situation is similar to mine. You have two types of combat spirit, but they are more focused on endurance and defense." The Pandaren paced slowly with his hands behind his back enigmatically: "Your talent is more suitable for frontal confrontation on the battlefield, rather than It's better not to learn my style if you fight alone..."

The scarred Alto sat cross-legged on the ground: "What you said makes sense."

Orcs have a pure character and rarely have their own little thoughts. Alto trusts Appan very much.

"Okay! That's it for today. I want to know about your family environment and income so that the young master can make arrangements."

"I, Otto! I was born in the Beifeng Empire. My father was a bandit and my mother was a noble lady." Otto's voice was rough and heavy, with a hint of masculine cheerfulness and ease.

"Why would a noble lady marry a bandit?" Apan wondered.

"The bandits came down from the mountain and robbed the noble lady!" Alto replied with a matter-of-fact expression, and continued to narrate with a slight thought: "Later, my noble grandfather sent troops to kill the bandits. My father died, and I followed my mother back to the Blade Family...

I am not even considered an illegitimate child, and I am considered a shame by the Blade family.

If it weren’t for my mother’s pleading, I probably wouldn’t have had the chance to survive until now…”

Alto's eyes were blank, falling into distant memories.

"Yeah, I managed to survive...

Maybe it’s because I think my talent is pretty good and has some value. "

The corner of his mouth raised a sarcastic arc.

The so-called chance of survival, on the surface, depends on her mother's fight for her identity as the legitimate daughter and a trace of compassion from her grandfather, Earl Blade, but in fact, it depends entirely on her own bloody path.

At that time, they experienced a thrilling fight to the death. A child of six or seven years old fought with his bare hands against a wolf that was stronger than an adult.

If not talented, anyone else would just become food for wild wolves.

"After my mother died of illness, I had no belonging or expectations for the Blade family. I was always discriminating, coldly exploited and restrained...

Even the servants dared to use that look to look for superiority in me. "

(End of this chapter)

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