Omni-Magician

Thirty minutes against the Puppet Swordsman and 10 minutes off, the tired darkness on Debbie and Effia's face has gotten heavier and heavier in such a round, with some more injuries on both of them, but not too serious.

The puppet swordsman had a very proportionate hand. It was not a necessarily fatal end, but rather a purposeful attempt to teach combat skills. When the twelfth round of battle took place, eight hours had passed, and this time the puppet swordsman finally disappeared.

“We're going to give you eight hours to rest.” The boy's voice is up, "I hope you can use this time to regain your energy as soon as possible. ”

Ye Di and the two girls were relieved when they heard the sounds of children. It was difficult to say how much longer they could persist in such a round of fighting, but fortunately there was still time to rest so that they could regain their energy.

All three of them sat against the stone wall.

“I thought we were going to have an endless fight.” Afia sighed, with a slightly relaxed look on her pretty face.

The daughter of the city owner is actually only fifteen or six years old. She has only been carrying the halo of a talented swordsman since childhood. She also has the burden and pressure of being the city owner's daughter, which has forced her to make a mature appearance for a long time.

But after all, she is still a little girl. At this moment, encountering this dilemma requires someone to rely on her. She wipes the sweat on her forehead and looks at Ye Dipping with some anticipation. The look in her eyes is obvious.

“I've almost completely figured out the puppet swordsman's mode of action, and I think I'll be able to beat him completely by tomorrow.” Ye drooped low.

Over the past few hours, he has successively explored the other moves of the Puppet Swordsman, adding up to a total of twelve moves, but the later these moves become more difficult, although Yetuo has mastered the programming know-how, a few moves in the middle are even recorded in one go.

But the next few moves took a lot of time to figure it out.

And those moves have changed a lot, and the final moves, the twelve, have changed a lot, and they're incredibly complicated, and the magic programs that are programmed take up a lot of savings space.

The "128m” of magic crystal storage that Ye Di obtained from the Magic Guild was not enough, so Ye Di had to delete some of the things that existed: the thirty-two magic characters Ye Di had mastered, so all of them had been deleted, and several magic matrices Ye Di had mastered, so he also deleted them, leaving only a few articles on the theory of space magic and a few more advanced magic matrices.

These things deserve to be studied again.

Especially those articles on the theory of space magic, after previous practice in the inner temple, Ye dynamically felt the subtleties of those articles, and felt that the most valuable fears in the entire magic crystal were those articles, even more important than the thirty-two magic characters.

“The Magic Guild is very generous. This kind of good stuff is handy. Tsk.” I couldn't reside here and exclaim in my heart - if I let the sorcerers hear his heart, I wonder if I would cry out for heartache...

Debbie and Effia heard Yeats promise and smiled all over their faces. If the battle only lasted indefinitely, without any expectations, the fear of welcoming them would eventually be death, but now they have seen the hope of survival, and they are both very pleased.

“Iron Swordsman...” At this time, Effia's eyes were full of colour, and she said with some anticipation, "We are now in distress and suffering together, can you tell us your name? ”

“My name?” Ye hang on, he still wants to hide his identity from Afia, so of course the name Hammer can't be said, even Ye hang can't be said, after all, the name is seriously insufficient with this magical world painting, so Ye hang thought about it and said, “My name is Tony Stark. ”

Tony Stark, the true master of Iron Man... well, I guess it's okay to borrow it now.

“Tony Stark?” Afia repeats the name, which is still somewhat uncomfortable in this magical world, but acceptable, and then Afia stares at the helmet mask on Ye's face, "Tony, why do you always wear the mask? Can you take off your mask and reveal yourself now? ”

“Uh...” This leaf drop was definitely unacceptable, and he shook his head, "Sorry, I can't take off my mask. ”

“Why?” Eifia frowned, seemingly upset, thinking that we were already in trouble together. How could he not even see what he looked like?

“Well... I've made an oath before.” Ye was in a hurry to think of the interface often used in martial arts novels, "unless I became a great swordsman, I could never take off my mask to show others what I looked like. ”

Swordsmen, apart from swordsmen, have a different status.

Swordsman is the realm after the Ninth Great Swordsman, equivalent to the magician's specialty.

The unhappiness on Effia's face suddenly turned into admiration: "So I'm sure you can be a swordsman, and that's my goal. ”

“Mm-hmm, studying with the King.” The leaves nodded.

He touched his stomach at this time, felt a little hungry, and he turned around and saw that Debbie was pulling some pie shapes out of her carry-on luggage —— that's a big pie.

The world's dietary style is western, although the noodles are popular, but there is no such thing as buns, the world is more popular with bread, but before the adventure, Ye thought of taking into account the lack of space and enough to eradicate hunger, so he baked several large pies, which are porcelain hungry, which is an essential food for travel adventures.

The biscuit was filled with spices and beaten with a few eggs. It still tasted good. Yeats felt hungry, so he reached over and grabbed half a piece of cake from Debbie's hand and ate it himself.

Debbie seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Ye Di's natural ripeness, but didn't say anything, distress and commonality, and food sharing should also be.

She also passed the cake in her hand to Effia.

For the first time, Afia saw this food, tearing it apart and putting it in her mouth. After a few bites, her eyes immediately lit up: “What kind of food is this? Looks delicious. ”

“Normally.” Ye Di was embarrassed to say - it was modesty.

But in the eyes of others, it's arrogance and disdain.

Eat your food. You don't say it's delicious. You mean it's average?

Debbie stared dead at Ye Di.

Unlike Effia's apparent admiration for Ye Di, Debbie seems to have always been quite cold. This cold one comes from Ye Di's repeated attempts to help the little girl deal with her injuries, which makes Debbie feel that Ye Di doesn't look like a good person, stinky face wants to take advantage of herself...

Ye Zhuo realized he was wrong, so he hurried to tell Debbie: "Don't worry about that... it's actually delicious...”

Debbie stared at Ye for a few glances and suddenly lowered her head, then tears poured down Tabataba.

“Debbie, what's wrong with you?” Afia asked hastily.

“I want the hammer now.” Debbie can't say sadly, “He doesn't have food on him, what if he's hungry...”

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