Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 40 Elective Courses
Wind and thunder attribute combat spirits rank among the top in terms of speed increase for professionals.

The brief fusion of the two, the new wind and thunder fighting spirit has reached the level of qualitative change.

Apan's speed was extremely fast, and his black and white body was surrounded by electric light, as if he was wearing thunder armor, and the surrounding area was surrounded by vortex-shaped airflow to eliminate resistance. Even so, he never touched the corner of Mi Jiaan's clothes.

Two figures sometimes appeared in the air and sometimes appeared on the ground. The swords clashed, and the white snow exploded and splashed.

Appan's figure left countless afterimages of lightning in the air. As long as the sword was swung, it would leave a crescent-shaped transparent slash mark that slowly extended into the distance. It is powerful enough to cut through rocks, comparable to the mid-level spell Wind Break.

Mi Jia'an didn't have any fighting spirit in his body. He only relied on his pure physical fitness to face the challenge. He responded calmly with the long sword in his hand, and was always able to block the attack just right.

The two fought for hundreds or thousands of rounds before resuming their confrontation.

The pandaren was panting, and his muscles bulged like explosions like deflated balloons. He used breathing techniques to forcibly increase his combat power, and his physical strength fell into a state of substantial decline. Maintaining the violent bloodline talent is a huge burden.

Although Apan had tried his best, there was not a drop of sweat on Mi Jiaan's face, and it seemed that he still had a lot of room to spare.

The iron-wood heavy swords in their hands were almost broken and could no longer be used.

"Master, your strength has improved again..." Apan murmured softly.

"It seems that weight-bearing training has been very effective recently!" Mi Jia'an smiled faintly, letting Wulum climb back onto his body and turn into a dark gray cloak.
Yin Fei rushed over at a trot, ran into Mi Jia'an's arms, and cast her admiring eyes on her.

"Master, are you a god who came to this world?"

As we all know, the founder of the oldest golden dynasty in the world, the famous King of Heroes, set foot in the realm above the super level before he was twenty years old.

Mi Jiaan's current performance has inevitably led to such conjectures.

"I am just me, an ordinary mortal." Mi Jia'an clasped his hands behind his back, showing the lonely demeanor of a master.

The more powerful you are, the more humble and low-key you must be, thus forming a strong sense of contrast and creating an unfathomable impression.

"The young master must have some kind of ulterior mission." Yin Fei was secretly convinced.

When we get back from letting go, it’s almost lunch time.

In the afternoon, Mijaan will catch up on her studies with the help of Alicia.

Pan and Yinfei will continue to practice at the training ground inside the mansion.

"Xiao An, thank you for your hard work. Let's take a rest."

Sister Yu's smile narrowed and she calmly placed her weight on the young man's shoulders, as if she felt that attacking from behind would give him more control.

Mi Jiaan held the textbook with both hands, seemingly ignoring it, but in fact he was deeply involved in it.

It’s not bad to eat vegetarian food every day and have a meat meal once in a while…

He cleared his mind, enjoyed a moment of tenderness and charm, and finally returned to reality.

After stretching, Alicia continued to lecture.

There are a variety of first-year courses, including "Inscriptions", "Transfiguration", "Potions", "Summoning", "Raising Demon Pets", "Alchemy", "Botany", "Physics, Space and Geometry", and "Auxiliary Studies: Gains". and debuffs" "Auxiliary Science: Healing" "Ancient Texts and History"...

People's energy and time are limited, and it is certainly impossible to learn everything, just a superficial understanding. Then, in the second semester, you will choose a suitable major direction based on your interests and talents.

"Xiao An, what subjects do you want to take?" "How many subjects can each person choose?"

"I recommend one or two at most, and no more than three."

"I think I have a good talent for healing spells. I am also very interested in gain and debuff spells. I think inscriptions, transformations, and potions are all very important."

"It's too much..."

"Then focus on the inscriptions, and the rest will depend on the situation..."

Grenville received a New Year's gift from Mi Jia'an, a master-level space pocket.

The normal volume is about one liter, which is far less than the several lots at the Langton Auction House's year-end event, but it is more practical and can be carried around.

The inscriptionist added an additional inscription on one side of the pocket to increase the adsorption effect. The pockets fit perfectly on the inside of the jacket. It is difficult to come off unless you tear it off manually. After actual testing, you can put an inscribed sword, a few books, drinking bottles, snacks, etc., and there is still some room.

Grenville likes it very much and is going to ask Mijia'an to come out to meet him to thank him and give him a gift in return. After hearing the news about his going out...

The Shadow Guild is a prestigious organization in the world. Even many people in the outside world have heard of it.

Most of the members are agile warriors, such as rangers, thieves, and assassins. Occasionally, there are rare professions such as demon hunters, wizards, and warlocks.

Earn rewards from employers by performing various gray tasks.

The organizational structure is extremely fragmented, seemingly everywhere, with almost no fixed location.

The time and place of each gathering are temporarily determined through the guidance of the Nazgul of the Hidden Ring in their hands.

The number of people is usually not certain, and usually does not exceed twenty people.

According to the strength and trust of the members, the organizational hierarchy is divided into outer formation, inner formation, and core. The same is true for the specifications of gatherings.

Members of different classes rarely get together to communicate, and can only convey messages to their superiors through gatherings.

In the outer ring of the Royal Capital, Clover Street, Midnight Man Tavern.

As the name implies, the shop is only open at night.

At this time, it was noon.

All the hungover drunks were sent out. The seats inside the store were empty.

Inside the closed door, a muscular, burly one-eyed man stood beside the bulletin board, carefully posting various orders.

It ranges from revenge commissions, hunting monsters, spying on confidential information, and destroying enemy facilities. It can be as small as delivering messages, escorting items, missing people notices, and finding lost pets. Including box opening and theft, they are all within the scope of services. The purpose of the Shadow Guild is to solve various life troubles for employers.

At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon, a figure suddenly crashed in from the wall.

The wrinkled, bald old man has a messy beard all over his chin. He is wearing a light gray suit jacket and a dark blue tie around his neck. He looks like an old professor who teaches, a wealthy and calm gentleman.

The back door of the Midnight Tavern looks like a gray wall, but is actually a simulated door curtain with inscriptions.

The people who entered one after another were all dressed in ordinary clothes, just like the ordinary citizens in the outer city of the royal capital everywhere, showing their faces openly. There is a grandmother selling vegetables, a teacher teaching, a young man with a naughty face, a dwarf wearing overalls...

(End of this chapter)