Commanding Wind and Cloud

Several soldier soldiers who stayed in the library heard the enthusiastic self-talk and looked at him with amazement, secretly guessing where this is a brainless soldier soldier? Those Beria demons with curved horns, yellow hair, and a large figure, although they are grinding. Fiction MM Reading Network [\ 'www \'] Free text updates! Laziness in the clan is relatively lazy, but they are still one of the seven clans of the demons! Among the fierce and terrible demons, which can be ranked into the seven major cricket-trials, which one is not a strong tribe? How dare you underestimate the Beria demons here? Who do you think you are? Demon Warrior?

"Beria Devil, Beria Devil." The enthusiasm left the seat with a little excitement. I had only seen about the Beria Devil in the books before. The life and death battle also passed, but I never really followed. The demons fight, this time I finally have a chance to see the living demons!

Demon! The ultimate enemy of true strategist warriors! Warriors who have not fought against the Devil are not enough to call them real warriors!

After leaving the Auckland Academy of Magic and Warriors for two years, the energy is now like a transparent person. There is no teacher to manage it, and no one will come forward to ask. He walked out of the school gate during the class. Any obstructions allowed him to go all the way to Fleming's ironwork. "Hello, welcome. What do you need?"

Two years ago, the slightly shabby blacksmith shop door, it has already been renovated very much like that. Even the employees in the shop changed their size and uniform, and stood very politely in front of the door. Doing greeting.

Two years have changed a lot. Before standing in front of the door, someone could recognize himself, smiled enthusiastically, and just about to speak. A rough roar in the room sounded like thunder: "Welcome fart! Boy Do you know who he is? You should call the boss when you see Master Gan, are you here? "

Grandmaster? Whether it is a clerk or a guest in the room, they gather their curious eyes on the motivated body. Will such a young person be a master?

If the sky is called by others, everyone is just joking, but this shouting is Fleming. Today, the first blacksmith in Auckland City, everyone calls him a master on weekdays. Today, he even calls such a young guy. Is a master?

"You're finally spring." Franklin grabbed a motivated hand, turned a picture around the store, and shouted to all the shop assistants: "Did you see clearly? This is the master, you will be right in the future. Does he have to respect him more than he knows? "

The enthusiasm felt the cheeks a little hot under the stunned gaze of the clerks, and quickly dragged Franlin to the backyard and hit the iron stove.

"Boy, you came early today, don't you need to go to class?"

"I'm going to order something. I need to go out in a few days."

"Going out again? I won't go missing for two years this time, right? Let me hire you a team of adventurers to be your bodyguards."

"This ... it's not necessary anyway, anyway, I'm also a soldier ..."

People listen to each other as they walk towards the backyard, hiring a team of adventurers? This is not a small price! Even the store manager himself did not protect his life like this, how can he spend so much money to protect such young people? Is he a descendant of a large force? "Yo! The energy is back." Ha! Really motivated! "I have been missing for two years and have grown a lot.

The blacksmiths in the backyard of the smithy are those blacksmiths who were two years ago. They stopped their work one by one and hugged each other with enthusiasm. They did not delay their feelings because of the two years. "Where have you been in the past two years?" "Boy, do you know that your factory went missing for two years, how worried can we be?"

Looking at the blacksmiths around you enthusiastically, you said it to me, a warm heat was flowing in your chest. These people have no power and no money, but their feelings are better than yesterday at Luo Lin's house. People at the so-called high-level social status are 100 times more and a thousand times more real. "What are you doing around?" Franklin shoved the crowd: "Go work! Hurry up! He will go out in a few days, don't crowd him here to prevent him from preparing."

When everyone heard the motivation was to prepare for going out, they immediately dispersed and vacated him the best iron furnace, and piles of iron embryos were pushed in front of him by trolleys, and all blacksmiths stepped back. , Looking forward to the drive standing in front of the iron shop.

Two years ago, in order to forge a slashing knife, a lot of people consumed the smithy's iron embryo, and everyone still remembers it. The sharp and hard kitchen knife is even more amazing. The unique metal impact that disappeared in the smithy for two years suddenly sounded again.

Fran Lin stared at the energy in ironmaking. I thought that two years of hard work on ironmaking skills should close the technical distance between the two sides. I didn't expect to know that after two years, the energy-saving ironmaking technology had sublimated Another situation.

One morning, the two-handed sword that Shui Lianyinger needed was placed on the weapon rack with a dazzling cold light.

Franlin gently tapped the blade of the sword with his fingers, listening to the crisp metal buzzing sound, and it was surprising that such a huge sword body had used less than one fu from the iron embryo to the shape and then to the front. In time, this nine-level texture sword was completed.

Next, all the vigorous forging are small things, rows of flying knives with a length of palms, and glittering arrows.

The arrow forging was completed, and the enthusiasm was not anxious to install the arrow body on various arrows. "According to the records of the Blacksmith Blacksmith ’s Guansi weapon, the enthusiasm has a deeper understanding of Suya.

In general, arrows are divided into different types, also known as yaya. Subdivision can be divided into ninety-eight different types, such as three-pronged arrows, large practice arrows, non-button arrows, non-feather arrows, etc ... ...

Seeing that the fire was extinguished carefully, Flanlin asked with a smile: "Done? Why don't you get your bows and arrows ready?"

Energetic shook his head. There is not enough material here, and he still needs to find Fabredis. "There is still something, come again someday.

Fleming did not stay motivated, at this time enthusiastically retained the anti-horse-seems to be a student, where does the family say to retain their own?

"Boy, go early. F back."

"Well, I know." Going out of the yard, suddenly stopped and said, "Yes, that big sword. If there is a woman named Shui Lianyinger in the sky, remember to give it to the pregnant woman, o" remembered! "Go back and fight, and walk all the way to Fabredis's home.

At the end of the long street, a young man wearing the costume of a student of the Auckland Magic and Warriors Academy, holding a flexible wooden stick in his hand, blocked the drive.

"Are you motivated?"

Stop enthusiastically and nodded, looking at the soldier student who was blocking his way in front of him, his sophomore breastplate, his body was still healthy, but there was a lot of dissatisfaction among the eyebrows. "Why?" The young warrior student's eyes looked up and down energetically: "Why? Can you participate in the exam on behalf of the college area? This position should have been mine!"

The enthusiasm suddenly laughed, and for a long time, Rodriguez posted the list to participate in the examination, which caused the soldier / generally confident soldier student to be very dissatisfied.

"What's the smile? I worked hard for this day for two years!" The Young Warrior Academy kicked the stick holding the ground for a while, and the long stick trembled lightly with both hands: "I heard you even tried It took two years, why did I take my place? Return the place back 1

"It wouldn't be wrong if I gave it to you before." Energetic whispered two times: "But the problem now is that Teacher Rodriguez takes out all his net worth and bets on this exam, I can't let you destroy all of him. Net worth. So, kid, I'm sorry. "" Child? "The young soldier raised an eyebrow, his dissatisfaction in his eyes turned into anger:" Do not let? I will let you make it today! "

Seven levels of fighting strength! The motivation is a bit unexpected, no wonder this kid dare to come to the door, this year really has the strength to be proud of it.

The young soldier held a stick in his hand, his waist and legs drove the body slightly up and down, like a cavalry riding a battle on the battlefield, his arms trembled, and the pioneer in front of the two hands holding the stick became the point of attack. The stick seemed like a viper suddenly rushed out of the cave, anxious abdomen.

With the momentum of the shock, the long stick reached the waist and eyes of the energy in the blink of an eye. The young man even even heard the muffled sound of the stick hitting the object in advance.

The enthusiasm in the air is another whistle ~ www.readwn.com ~ The use of sticks relies on the power of pioneering hands, this. The basic skills of the young man are also quite solid. If he met him two years ago, it would take a little effort to pick him up, now?

The baguette was rushing to the waist of energy, and the soldier's vanguard's hand suddenly redoubled, and the front of the baguette suddenly shot! The stick is inserted to the side of the enthusiastic body, and the length of the tip of the stick is about a foot within a foot, and a slam! Draw to the enthusiastic waist and eyes!

Power! The motivation is a little more surprised. The most powerful part of beating a person with a stick is the tip of the stick and a stick tip about one foot away from the tip. The striking power of this stick is stronger than that of other places. Therefore, any point in the stick tip and a stick tip within a foot of the stick tip is called a force point. The enemy and I fought each other, and each other wanted to use this stick to hit each other.

boom! The stick was drawn at the waist and eyes of the enthusiasm. The pain and screams that the soldier predicted did not come. Instead, the scream of the enthusiastic stick blew out of nowhere. Countless sawdust fluttered in the air, and a force ran along the half of the stick In the palm of his hand, his mouth exploded, and a little bit of red came out.

This? how is this possible? The young warrior felt numbness on his shoulders, and looked at the energy coming to himself foolishly. It was originally a tall figure, and he did not know whether it was because of the setting sun or because of the power of the broken stick just now. It has become unusually tall, like the legendary troll tribe. !!