Assistant God of Life in Another World

Chapter [-]

"The whole continent is water?".The four audience members in the arena all looked dazed, even some audiences outside the arena like Sharjah were also dazed.Only outside Fenglin along the creek, where the five old men were sitting scattered, the mage in gray robe was shocked when he heard this, and he got up all of a sudden.

"Old friend, what's the matter?".The old warrior in gray robe asked in surprise, "I've never seen you so agitated before.".

"Is there something wrong with what little friend Fang Tian said?"Said the somewhat chunky mage.

Although Fang Tian is only a 13-year-old child, not even a teenager, but due to well-known reasons, among the five old men, only the skinny old man would directly refer to him as "that kid".Let's call him by name. When other people mention Fang Tian, ​​they generally call him "Little Friend Fang Tian" in a polite way.of.

The gray-robed mage didn't answer, but just pressed his hands and signaled everyone not to speak.

"Haven't heard of it? That's fine."Fang Tian ended this topic casually. If he started talking with Sharjah, then he would tell Sharjah that "In ancient times, the four poles were destroyed and the Kyushu was torn apart".What, even if you don't talk about it, Noah Fontaine can be used as a topic to talk about, but in front of these people, forget it.

Chatting should also be divided into objects.Sharjah is a good chat friend. Whether these people will be in the future, Fang Tian doesn't know, but obviously not now.

Fang Tian didn't know, he ended this topic casually, the few people in front of him didn't feel much, but the other audience almost vomited blood, and was so depressed by his behavior of only digging holes and not filling them. indescribable.

"ho;n..." The gray-robed mage couldn't help but swear, but in the end he only said "ho;n". , that "egg".He didn't say the words, but not far from him, a big tree thick enough to be hugged by several people was instantly cut off by several wind blades, and fell to the ground in the direction of the several people on his back in a dull manner.

"Sharjah, come to the old man!".The gray-robed mage used the wind spell to transmit a sound to a certain point by the fountain and said in a very upset tone.If Sharjah hadn't been promoted to an intermediate mage, his words probably wouldn't be so polite.

"My lord, I don't know what to call? Please also give orders.".Sharjah followed Yin and said, clasping his fists.

In fact, as a mage, it is right to practice mage rituals, and clasping fists is a trick for warriors. When you meet someone who is particular about this aspect, if n-ng is not good, you will say "self-willing to be obscene"... But Sharjah is very concerned about this. The five old men know everything, so they will naturally chat in their preferred way.

Among the five old men, three are old friends of teachers, two of them have a close relationship with the eldest brother, and one of them is his own teacher, so the intermediate mage, Your Excellency Sharjah, can be regarded as the best of the five. The old guy who can be regarded as a half-teacher is really on the go.

"Did you hear what little friend Fang Tian said just now?"The gray-robed mage asked.

"Yes.".Sharjah was a little suspicious, it seemed that Xiaoyou didn't say anything just now?What may be problematic is the legend that the ground is full of water?

"Looking at you, you don't know, forget it."The gray-robed sorcerer has a kind of dullness towards cows playing the piano, "If you have time, you might as well chat with Fang Tian, ​​about the flood. Well, there is nothing else, you go.".

"Yes, Sharjah resigns."

After Sharjah left, the chunky mage also looked suspicious: "What happened to old friend 1? Could it be that our continent, a long time ago, was really flooded everywhere?".

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't know, it's useless if you know, your levels are too far apart."The gray-robed mage regained his composure at this moment, and said lightly.

"Fuck, you speak as if you are a magician, just like you, I don't think you should think about it in your life.".The skinny old man was the first to be filled with righteous indignation.

"I'm not happy with what he said. I can prove that my old friend is indeed not a magician. But looking at him like this, he is even better than a real magician."The chunky mage bsp heavily on his old friend's elbows; "I am proud to be able to wear the same robes as future mages.".The gray robe warrior first pulled his clothes towards the crowd, then drilled his gray robe d-ngd-ng out with his thumb, and said with a smile on his face.

After the gray-robed warrior finished speaking, all four of them turned their gazes to the only old man who hadn't spoken yet.

"Everything I wanted to say was finished by the three of them."The old man at the end first put on a pensive look, then raised his head and said calmly.

It seemed that he had miscalculated the situation, and the gray-robed mage was full of anger: "Bad, you are too bad" Did you forget who fought with you yesterday? ".

"I am only on the side of the truth.".The old man with an ordinary face called Bud said indifferently.

"Old man, you are so right!".The chunky sorcerer slapped his head, "It's not like some people who dream that they become a magician every day, but when they wake up, they are like, oh, why is it still a high law?".

"Am I so unbearable?".The gray-robed mage looked suspicious and asked everyone for their opinions. 

"You ask him."The skinny old man was more tactful this time, pointing his finger at the gray-robed warrior.

"Don't ask me, ask him."The grey-robed warrior turned his chin to Bard.

"Ask him!" De passed the ball back to the chunky mage.

"I put that tree down. If it falls towards us, it means that our Master Archmage is not so unbearable. If it falls towards other places, then there is no need to say anything. Is it fair? ".The chunky mage asked, pointing to a tall, wide, sparse tree with no branches not far in front of him.

"fair.".The other three, as well as the gray-robed mage himself, agreed.

The next moment, the tree was cut off flat from the root.

next moment…………

next moment…………

After many moments, the tree still stood still.No, not standing still, but standing still.Or to be more precise, the tree became like a tumbler. It just fell to this side, and immediately bounced back the next moment, staying upright.

Just like that, the tree staggered like it was drunk, but it just wouldn't fall.

After another half hour, it stopped swaying, but started to spin. The way it spins is similar to the spinning top that Fang Tian made before.

At first, it turned slowly, but turned faster and faster, and finally, the big tree exploded into a large piece of powder, scattered in all directions, like a small area of ​​powder rain.

"What is the result?".Several people were stunned for a while, and the gray-robed warrior asked.

Don't mention the fights of a few old monsters, but talk about Fang Tian's side.

After a few simple conversations, Fang Tian started to exercise on the stakes.

Fang Tian is still the same as before, put his hands behind his back, first walk a circle forward, it is a warm-up; then walk backwards, it is a loose bone; , This is the formal exercise.

Although the project is simple, because these wooden stakes are thick or thin, long or short, and the arrangement is sparse or dense, in fact, when a warrior runs on it, any limb joint of the body can be moved.

So although Fang Tian made this wooden stake and this kind of movement, Owen Anderson and the others did most of the training.Quite a few of them have made the daily morning stakes workout a compulsory course.

Carret and the others should have seen this kind of exercise many times these days, so they were not surprised to see Fang Tian doing it, but after a long while, when Fang Tian finished the activity and jumped off the stake, Nanhai Thirteen asked a little strangely: "Brother Fang Tian, ​​we are magicians, should we train like warriors?".

In fact, it was not unheard of to practice magic and martial arts together a long time ago.But when many years passed, people discovered that the two practiced together, the benefits were few but the harm was great, and the limited assistance or improvement was far from being directly proportional to the time consumed. Magic and martial arts were officially separated, and they were never merged again. Pass.

Although this is the case in practice, there are still many people from generation to generation trying to find a feasible path for the combined cultivation of martial arts and magic in theory.

After all, the two practice together and assist each other, and the advantage is that the blind can see.A high-ranking cultivator with both magic and martial skills is definitely the existence that everyone dreams of.And if such a person really exists, it will definitely be a great nightmare for single practitioners of the same level.

"Magicians don't need to exercise like warriors, but it's always good to move your body more, and it's more spiritual to meditate, isn't it?".Fang Tian said.

What he said was basically true, but it was no different from not saying it.Because what he said was something even an idiot would know.But what the other people in the South China Sea Thirteenth Peace Field were concerned about was not what he answered.

In other words, Fang Tian avoided Nanhai Thirteen's questions lightly.

Sharjah, who was listening from a distance at the fountain square, laughed secretly in his heart, saying that if what you want to know can be asked in this way, then it is not the fifth level of your friends, and your first and second level, but the reverse.

Nanhai Thirteen pursed his lips, and said aggrievedly, "Brother Fang Tian, ​​why did you upgrade so fast? There must be some secret, right? Tell me, how about you, they also want to upgrade quickly!".

That's the benefit of being young.In the case of Carret and the others, no matter what tone they use, as long as they say this, it means malicious probing and provocation.However, if it's just a ten-year-old girl saying this...

There are no other words to describe it other than Tongyan Wuji.

However, looking at the cunning in the big eyes of the little girl Nanhai Shisan, Fang Tian could only sigh.

Are all the little babies in this world so precocious? (To be continued.