Xiaoqi doesn't like fighting.

Even for revenge, he conducted twenty years of training for the death warriors and killed for twenty years.

But Xiaoqi still doesn't like fighting.

The decades that Xiaoqi has lived the happiest life after practicing with the teacher.

No hatred, no killing.

Unfortunately, since ten years ago, a large number of holy lands have been running out of nowhere, making trouble everywhere, and their behavior is outrageous.

The teacher asked her to fight them. She knew that it was the teacher who was doing her own good, but it also made Xiaoqi feel a little worried.

Is the teacher leaving because he is so anxious to increase her strength?

...

Although she had such an idea, Xiaoqi still tried hard to adapt. No matter what, she didn't want to disappoint the teacher.

As for his favorite close combat, Xiaoqi discovered it accidentally.

When she was fighting, no matter who she was facing or how strong she was, the master always held her hands and squinted her eyes.

When using the Spell Spell to fight from a distance, the teacher could hardly see any expression, not saying that she performed well or was not good.

But once, because of the enemy's desperate efforts, she and the other party were in close contact. At that time, he discovered the teacher's little secret.

That day, the teacher told her that the distance is the key to the magician's battle. She nodded.

...

In the subsequent battle, Xiaoqi changed her fighting style. Instead of using the Spirit Spell to attack from a distance, she used the Spirit Spell to help her fight the enemy in close combat at close range. That time, she was seriously injured. But she was very happy.

She said to the teacher, I like this kind of battle.

Then, she got the dagger.

...

"Bang"

"Pong"

Sparks splashed.

Xiaoqi smiled and his eyes narrowed.

That's it.

Every time she approaches the enemy, the teacher's right index finger in front of her always stretches out involuntarily, retracts it, stretches out, and retracts it.

Just like a teacher likes to point the table with his index finger.

The greater the danger she faces, the faster the teacher's index finger will give. Without the danger, the index finger will not move.

Rather than saying that she likes close combat, she likes to observe the teacher's unconscious small movements during close combat.

She likes to see the teacher trying to take action and hold back when she is in danger. She wants to see the teacher who is obviously worried but wants to look ignorant.

In order to avoid being discovered by the teacher, she narrowed her eyes.

By the way, is it the same for the teacher to squint his eyes?

...

There were no accidents. Although there were many threats in the process, Xiaoqi won in the end.

Colin looked at Xiaoqi, who was panting and nodded.

"Your melee talent is indeed very good, and your usage of the Spirit Spell is unique." Colin said to Xiaoqi, "It is a good thing to think that using the Spirit Spell to suppress yourself to practice, but if you fight, don't use it in the future."

"Yes." Xiaoqi hid the dagger into the cuff and smiled slightly. Would she say that she just wanted to endure more crises?

"And," Clinton said, "Your relative, I was buried on the hillside of the mountain where I met you. If you have time, go and pay tribute."

"laugh"

When Xiaoqi heard the news from his relatives in vain, his mind exploded with a "boom". It seemed that he had returned to that evening. He didn't even notice that the dagger hidden in his sleeve cut the sleeves of his clothes.

She looked at the teacher blankly, as if the teacher had said something later, but obviously she didn't hear it clearly.

"So, that's it. You go back first. I'm going to the Dark Forest."

"Ah? What? Teacher, are you leaving?" Xiao Qi, who had just come to his senses, was confused.

"Well, I'm going to go to Dark Forest, some people are time to deal with it."

What should be explained, Colin explained to Xiaoqi. Now, it is time to ask who is the one who means.

...

Dark Forest, outside the metal castle.

Colin slowly landed and stopped outside the door of the metal castle.

"Clang"

As the gate of the metal castle opened, Beirut, who had squinted his eyes, walked out of the metal castle.

"I've met the Lord Beirut."

"Okay, boy Colin, I didn't expect that I would become a god after not seeing you for just such a short time. Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

Colin stood up and asked Beirut: "Master Beirut, I just want to ask, does the gods from other planes have anything to do with Beirut?"

"Oh?" Beirut turned around, "Why do you say that?"

"I said you think you believe it?" Looking at Lao Bei's back, Colin asked, "Mr. Beirut, what do you want to do?"

“…”

silence.

After a long time, Beirut spoke slowly: "Boy Colin, I took it for granted this time."

"More than five thousand years ago, I got some things, and at that time there were many people from other planes who came to compete with me."

"It's a pity that none of them are my opponents. Most of them were killed by me, and a small part of them were locked up by me."

"After so many years, I wanted to find a helper, and I released the rumors that something was in my hands, hoping to attract several real strong men to face possible dangers with me."

"But it seems that the effect is not ideal. Those who come here are some small people who are inquiring about information."

Colin was silent.

How could he not know Lao Bei’s idea? But with the existence of the Lord of Light, what Beirut wants to find is the Dzogchen. Only Dzogchen can one have the strength of the median main god after using the main god in the afternoon.

It seems that this is Lao Bei's first time seeking foreign aid for his three sons, and he failed.

"So, Lord Beirut, what are you going to do with these gods?"

"You can do it yourself." Beirut waved his hand and walked into the metal castle.

"Clang"

As the gates of the metal castle fell, Colin knew that Beirut had lost confidence in these guys.

Beirut saw everything these god-level powerful men did after they arrived, and it can be said that basically none of them was good. If they let them know the news about the main god, they would only hide it, fantasizing that one day they could become the noble main god. Only when it spreads out would there be ghosts.

After receiving Beirut's reply, Colin was also ready to start attacking the god-level powerful people from other planes.

After a little sensing, Colin flew towards the Roo Empire.

...

The Empire of Roo.

In a yard, O'Brien was doing sparring for Farne.

After not seeing each other for a while, O'Brien's strength has obviously improved again, much stronger than before.

But I don’t know if it has reached a bottleneck, no matter how O’Brien practices, he cannot sense any progress.
Chapter completed!