Warrior Academy Colosseum Field. Sweating profusely, Randy Reinhardt put away his practice gun and walked to the sidelines. Several of the followers he sent to clean up Luo Ning were scarred and collapsed in the corner, two of them were covered in blood from their legs, and it was very difficult for them to even stand.

"These guys... What's going on?" Randy asked himself in a low breath, wondering why one thing that was so sure of ten things could have turned out to be the way it was.

He walked up to the dozen or so followers, and looked at the usual energetic guys who had become so embarrassed, feeling both angry and surprised: "Have you been trampled by a horde of ironclad rhinos, or have you one or twenty mid-level warriors been overturned by a mere mid-level assassin?"

A bucktoothed warrior with a painted face looked up and defended, "Brother Randy, it's not our fault!

The other attendants didn't dare to look at Randy, and they all bowed their heads in response: "yes, yes, that little blacksmith is not an intermediate assassin at all......!"

Randy only thought they were deliberately lying, raised his eyebrows, and laughed angrily: "Oh, not an intermediate assassin?

The bucktooth warrior nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Brother Randy is wise! That guy is really a very powerful high-level warrior!"

Randy has a lot of trust in the bucktooth warriors. He walked over to the stands next to him and sat down: "Oh, what's going on, tell me carefully." ”

“...... And then we're rushing out!" the bucktooth warrior recounted the scene as he told the truth.

Randy shook his head when he heard this, and said, "The tactics are too rough! If you first find four people to block the retreat, one person launches a war cry to mock the other party, and the rest of the people follow up, the odds of winning will be much higher!"

The bucktooth warrior smiled bitterly, "We've had a battle cry, and the three of us did it together!" That guy moves as fast as the wind! Before we could see it, Brewer's spear was taken away!"

"None of the three of them can taunt him!Can you still take Brewer's spear with your bare hands?!Hmm, that's not something that ordinary high-ranking warriors can do!" Randy didn't admit, and didn't want to admit that even he couldn't do that. That pariah blacksmith may be better than himself!

Randy suppressed the unhappiness in his heart: "You go on!"

The bucktooth warrior frowned, and an expression of seeing a terrible monster said: "After the little blacksmith got the spear, he suddenly put one hand in front of him, bowed his head and said something strange. Then he swept straight through with his spear in his hand, and unleashed a strange set of martial arts, knocking us down in three or two blows! We also slashed a few swords, but none of them had any effect. The guy had rough skin and thick flesh, and his body was as strong as steel, and he was not injured at all. ”

"What?!" Randy was not calm now.

According to the common sense of the Lost Continent, the vast majority of high-level warriors could only deal with the siege of eight mid-level warriors at the same time. There is no one high-level warrior who can fight one against twenty in a thousand miles. Not to mention that the other party was not injured at all, which is even more incredible.

Hearing that "Ronin" also used a spear as a weapon, Randy subconsciously compared the other party to himself, and then came to a categorical conclusion: "Impossible!"

Randy has had a smooth life since he was a child, and has never encountered any setbacks, he doesn't know that it was the Phaseless Warrior Monk who made the shot, and he thinks that he is really inferior to a pariah's blacksmith, so he naturally can't accept this fact. But because of this, he just approached the truth of the matter.

"That little blacksmith can't be so good! Someone else must be pretending to be him! Damn, it must be Raphael's old fellow's helper!"

Randy clenched his fists and creaked. The stubborn mentality called "refusing to admit defeat" was like a thick black fog that covered the sky and the sun, completely blinding his eyes.

Seeing Randy's gritted teeth, the attendants didn't dare to interject, silently waiting for him to continue to give orders.

"No, since it's been this step in the field, it can't be cheapened by this kid!"

"But Big Brother Randy......" The group of ponies looked at Randy pitifully, for fear that he would let himself fight with Ronin again.

Randy's anger grew even more when he saw them cowering one by one. He was about to announce that he would personally meet Ronin, when Betty, the brown-haired girl next to him last night, happened to walk up and said, "Randy, as the second son of the Reinhardt family, how can you get entangled with a commoner?"

"But they—" Randy looked dissatisfiedly at his followers, who were accustomed to showing off their might, and frowned, "You can't invite the knights from the house to come out, can they?

"Of course not!" Betty wiped his sweat away and chuckled, "If you suspect that someone is secretly helping that little civilian blacksmith, why do you have to do anything with him?

"For example?"

Betty whispered a few words in his ear, and Randy's eyes lit up, "Good idea, just do it!"

In the next few days, Luo Ning lived a dull and fulfilling life. Raphael looked at his level of forging and no longer asked him to do useless exercises, but ......

Let him do exercises with more unclear meaning!

Well, at least that's what Ronin thought. Today was his fifth day at Morrowind Academy, and the fourth day he had begun to come into contact with the "Demon Pattern". For four days, he had been drawing the same figure over and over again—concentric circles with mystical symbols written on the two edges and three different elemental symbols on the inside.

"Whew, that's it, Raphael, may I ask a question?"

"I need to draw it nine hundred and forty-five more times! Without more than a thousand repetitions, it is impossible to remember all the details of this magic pattern!"

"It's so direct! Why did you guess what I was going to ask before I even opened my mouth? A thousand times is too much, isn't it?"

Raphael put down the hammer: "Listen, little one! I taught you all the high-level magic patterns that can fill the equipment with infinite possibilities! Compared to its final effect, a thousand repetitions are completely worth it! If you don't want to practice, get out of here!"

"What a stinky mouth!" Luo Ning muttered and began to draw again, "Then there must be a standard, right?

Raphael didn't look back: "As long as the three elemental symbols in the pattern can communicate and absorb the magical elements in the air, blooming with three different colors of light, I will teach you the next steps!"

"Oh......" Luo Ning stopped talking, but secretly upgraded the skill "Memory Enhancement" in the "Naturalist" skill tree, and then concentrated on drawing patterns.

Soon after, Luo Ning suddenly asked, "Communicate and absorb the magic element, and bloom with different colors of light...... Now, Raphael, is that like that?"

Raphael sneered, secretly saying that this kid was too calm. He turned his head and was about to hurt Luo Ning, but his eyes were shaken by a colorful dazzling light. In front of Luo Ning, among the almost perfect composite magic patterns outlined by the lines, the green whirlwind, purple thunder and lightning, and the crimson flames were particularly eye-catching, and they were blooming with extremely dazzling magical brilliance at the same time.

"You... What a dazzling talent!Damn the craftsman's own son!" Raphael's eyes flashed with different emotions such as surprise, relief, and loss, and he turned around and took out a money bag from the cabinet in the corner and threw it to Ronin.

"Take it, go to the grocery store I told you about yesterday, and buy all the materials you need to engrave the magic pattern. Buy a hundred copies... No, fifteen servings would be enough if it were you!

"No problem, old monster!"

Luo Ning happily picked up the money bag and ran out the door, not seeing the relieved and relieved smile on Raphael's face.