Mages Are Too OP

After breakfast, Roland came under the iron sheds and started practicing the basic knife stand. Not too long later, a few of his girlfriends came.

When they saw Roland and came to greet him, Qi Shaochulu pulled him into a line to practice piling. This is the basic work of almost all traditional martial arts. Even the practice of seedling knives is inevitable.

Roland looked at them standing in the village, his legs trembling, his brows bitter, and he laughed.

In practice, he had already eaten this pain, pulled the strings, stood the stakes, and then learned how to stand.

After standing for half an hour, Shuk et al. softened their legs like noodles and waited for Chi Shaoqiu to give them a break, the five men almost fell off the ground.

Shook, in particular, was probably in too much of a public food relationship, and he acted most badly, almost on the ground, and was dragged by Lee Lin and Brazil to sit in the cement bench next to him.

“Aren't you a melee?” Roland came to them with a long wooden seedling knife and laughed, “How can you be worse than me? ”

Five people looked at Roland, all upset to put their middle fingers up, but the movement was weak and not at all.

At this time, Qi Shaoqiu walked over and said: “They have done well for the first time. Better than the vast majority. ”

Shook and the others looked good.

Roland sat down and chatted with them laughing at each other.

After a short break, Shuck and others continued to practice their basic work, squatting and moving, crossing, etc.

Roland and Chi Shaoqiu were in close contact with each other.

At one point, the two men under the shed fought hot and hot, fighting each other, backsliding and dodging, and so on quickly and forcefully, causing the sound of wood crashing and the sound of rubbing the cement floor on the soles of their shoes to sound intense.

Shuk et al. were surprised to see the smell of Tsujin.

They've learned basic melee techniques in the game, and they've been through a lot of battles, and naturally they can see it. The fighting skills and skills that the two showed when they were working together.

“Looks like this knife gallery does have something.” Shook smiled and said wearily.

Others do.

By noon, F6 people split up and went home.

Roland comes home, after lunch, searches the internet for information.

Though it is now about six months away from the local sacrificial ancestors, Roland feels that places like temples, or Taoist views, might find something similar.

So he wanted to find out what more famous religious places were nearby.

As a result, we looked around and found that local Buddhism was unhappy, and the Taoists were not changing... let alone foreign religions.

The only one who is more famous is Ma Zudaoyuan in the neighboring province, even if it takes three or four hours to catch the highway.

Going once, combined with the time wasted searching for a dojo, is unlikely to make it back at night.

This Roland is reluctant.

The last time he went into the game two hours late, he felt like he'd made a hundred million dollars less, and if he couldn't go into the game for a whole night less, he thought he'd lose half his life.

And most importantly, even if we find that energy ball, do we suck it or not?

What if I don't suck and feel wasted? What if I suck in a provincial coma?

With that in mind, he temporarily abandoned the idea of province.

Then he ran up to the bed and sat down.

As his mood subsided, he began to feel many cool breaths swimming in his body.

And the calmer you are, the more you can feel it.

It's just that he's temporarily unable to mobilize these cool scents, but as long as he perceives them, he feels quite comfortable.

Gradually, the only thing in his mind was the feeling of these breaths flowing slowly in the body, without any more disturbances.

I don't know how long it's been since those breaths stopped moving. Roland stepped out of that comfortable, unwanted state of mind and turned around again.

Her face changed dramatically.

The orange sunset slanted in through the window, leaving a long red square spot on the ground.

Roland got up, looked out the window, and looked at the time.

18: 36

He remembered that he started playing around 13: 00, which means he sat quietly for about five and a half hours.

He slapped his foot... not numb.

Really?

With that little finger-sized energy troupe?

Roland sits on the edge of the bed in a complicated mood, somewhat happy, and somewhat confused.

Here we go. What's next?

For example, how should these aura be enhanced, and what can they do?

Alternatively, can we use these scents to do something special?

Light kung fu, real breath, etc.

After a while, Roland opened Xisha to his secrets and frowned slightly from front to back.

Then he called Xisha.

The phone rang three times and was turned on, which was pretty fast.

“Um, Roland? Can I help you? ”

Xisha sounds happy.

Roland didn't realize it was the first time he called someone after adding a girl's phone number. He just replied, "What should I do next when I get started on the Taoist wellness technique? It's not written in your secret book. ”

“I don't know.” Somehow, Xisha's voice sounds soft on the phone, unlike the usual cold flavor: “That's all our ancestors inherited. But I've heard that if we can hit General Chi's real descendants, there may be a second half. ”

“Do you know where the descendants of the Qi family are? ”

“I heard it was in the eastern part of the northern frontier. ”

Running from southwest to northeast, it's going across the sky.

“I'll talk to you later, I'm sorry to bother you.” Roland wants to hang up when he's done.

But Xisha said in a hurry on the phone: "Wait, tomorrow you will accompany me to the Red Star Sporting Goods Store, your friends' protective gear will have to be ready. ”

“Okay, no problem. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

Xisha's voice seemed a little softer: "Well, okay. ”

After hanging up, Roland went downstairs for dinner, then brushed the game forum for about three hours before entering the game.

After a day's rest in the estate, Roland hired a carriage to go in the direction of Isnais City.

Vivian waved at the gates of the city until Roland's carriage disappeared a half-hour away from the road before she leaned back.

For the vast majority of people in the game world, carriages are the most convenient and comfortable way to travel long distances.

But for a modern man like Roland, it's a pain.

Too slow... and the wagon was springless, very bumpy, couldn't stand his ass for two days, he had to slow down the wagon and then slower.

Good thing he can brush forums, watch videos, and get rid of a lot of boredom.

In addition, he encountered two bandits on the road, both of whom fleshed with small fireballs.

For this scissor thief, he felt no need to keep his hands open.

Seeing Roland so violent, the driver was scared half to death and talking to him had been in two wars.

After a 13-day long journey, Roland finally arrived in the city of Isnais.

This is a special city, a well-known 'princess' city.

All the princesses of the royal family will live in this city for five or six years before they marry.

Looking at the tall, ancient walls, Roland left a message in the guild system, "I'm outside the gates. What about you?