The wide fighting arena is even more spacious when there are only four people, but the atmosphere of the fighting arena has not been reduced because of the small number of people—even if it is wrapped like a mummy, but Zaka's fighting But the intention shot out from the eyes undisguisedly, and the empty fighting arena seemed to be boiled up.
Ye Qi, who was stared at by the real fighting spirit, only smiled slightly—even though Zaka showed full of fighting spirit, Ye Qi knew that it would definitely take more than half a month for Zhaka, who had been seriously injured by Alcatel, to make a move. Time is enough to cultivate; therefore, even if the opponent is full of fighting spirit, Ye Qi will not have the slightest worry; of course, the curiosity of being called to the fighting field by the opponent still exists.
"As you said, I have successfully entered the semi-finals!" Ye Qi expressed his respect for a simple strong man like Xhaka: "His Excellency Xhaka, may I ask?"
"Yeah!" Zhaka nodded, the fighting spirit in his eyes slightly restrained, but he suddenly asked Ye Qi: "Do you know what your shortcomings are when you attack?"
"Shortcoming?" Ye Qi was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously asked: "What shortcoming?"
"Skills! You don't have outstanding skills that can freely display your skills that surpass ordinary people!" Zhaka looked at the stunned Ye Qi and said word by word.
skill
Ye Qi frowned, pondering—when he received John's training again, it was mainly about the basics of the witcher, and gunpowder weapons accounted for a large proportion; and at that time, because the skill level was too low, he didn't "" Showing "the talent to use weapons; and then as the skill level reached the proficient level and expert level, he did not pay attention to the training of skills with the assistance of the system; after all, every attack has a system to improve, every time he The attacks are all flawless!
As for, freely displaying one's own skills that surpass ordinary people? It's not that he hasn't thought about it, but that kind of skill is all the secrets of each family or force; with the attitude of each family or force, he wants to learn it, even if he pays a huge price, it is as difficult as heaven!
But self-created skills are too difficult and time-consuming; he is really not suitable to take this path when time is tight! After all, if the same amount of time is spent honing a certain skill, it is likely that a certain skill will be qualitatively improved, reaching the level above the expert level, or even higher; Even for him who is at a higher level as his main means of attack, this kind of technique is useless to him!
"It's very enviable to be able to freely display my skills that surpass ordinary people! I am the same! It's just that I was born as a commoner, and I don't have that kind of inheritance! But..." Ye Qi said truthfully after regaining his senses, but With the assistance of the system, his confidence in his voice cannot be ignored: "I believe that even if I don't have these skills, I can successfully reach the same level as Your Excellency Xhaka! I thought of that time, these skills are very important to me. It's not that important anymore!"
"Hahaha, very good!" Looking at the confident Ye Qi, Zhaka's admiration in his eyes was undisguised, and there was more admiration like a confidant when he spoke: "Yes, it is this confidence! Only with Only those who are confident can accomplish what others cannot!"
"However, although you are only one step behind me! But this step is not easy!" After a hearty laugh, Zhaka finally said the purpose of calling Ye Qi tonight: "In order to allow you to successfully reach the Don't lose your life before this step; therefore, I will teach you this technique!"
"It's just to repay your kindness for helping me in the afternoon!" Looking at Ye Qi with a surprised expression on his face, Zhaka explained very directly: "If I bear your kindness, my knife will become dull the next time we meet of!"
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The excitement of the Midwinter Festival dinner spread in the central castle of the witcher. Even in the Tower of Thorns, the tower guards would improve the food for the prisoners to celebrate the Midwinter Festival; but in the Tower of Knowledge It was deserted—librarians and scribes had left the Tower of Knowledge two days ago as usual and returned to their respective homes to spend a rare holiday; because they will return to the Tower of Knowledge two days after the Midwinter Festival to continue to maintain It took a year of work, so at this moment, apart from the few tower guards that should be there in the tower of knowledge, there are only bookshelves that need ladders to reach the top, and countless books.
The cold-faced man stood in front of Petnanger's bed. Petnanger, who was breathing steadily, seemed to be asleep. On the face of the sleeping Petnanger, there was a tranquility that would never appear when he was awake—even if After several days of rest and careful recuperation, the handsome face of the cold-faced man was still thin and pale, but at this moment there was a trace of incomprehensible emotion on his face.
There is worry, respect, and a trace of inexplicable...
"I said, buddy!" With the sound of heavy footsteps, the giant man who had changed back to his usual clothes came in after knocking on the door. Looking at the cold-faced man standing blankly in front of Pedenang's bed, he couldn't help frowning : "If you don't want to go back to the convalescent room in the Moonlight Tower to face all kinds of unpalatable nutritional products prepared by His Excellency Hesel, you should learn how to take care of your body!"
"How was the Midwinter Festival dinner?" Facing his friend's concern, a smile appeared on the cold-faced man's thin face, and he changed the subject without a trace: "Looking at you, something bad must have happened !"
"This is really the worst Midwinter Festival dinner I have ever had! Not one of them!" The giant emphasized loudly, showing how unbearable this Midwinter Festival dinner was in his mind: "If I find that If the guy who wrote the speech to me, I must give him a serious lesson!"
"Really?" Looking at the aggrieved giant, the grim-faced man couldn't help but smile a little wider: "You must call me at that time! I'll help you!"
"Hmm! Sure!"
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Somewhere on the top of a mountain, inside a hot spring.
Kutch, who was dressed neatly again, neatly tied her long hair behind her head. An old but undamaged leather armor did not hinder Kutch's heroic demeanor, but the corner of her mouth that she glanced at clearly made it clear. Perceive how bad her mood is!
Damn bastards, two bad middle-aged men! He actually left me, who was seriously injured, and went to find that brat Ye Qi! If I catch you, I will trample you two to death!
Enid looked at Kutcher whose eyes were about to spit fire, and couldn't help hiding aside and shrank her head, not daring to say a word.