Two short and long weeks passed. On this day, the warm sun had already set, and only a glimmer of yellow light remained on the horizon.

Wanghai Village, where two elderly people live on the second floor of a cottage.

The two black shadows kept moving in the air, staggering, and then separated, and those with slightly poor eyesight were afraid that they would not even be able to catch these two phantoms.

Ma Jin and Marceau, who were on the sidelines, followed the two black shadows intently, and next to them, there was a small figure constantly gesturing.

This little figure is naturally Heyman, who is gesturing according to the exercises taught by the two, but at a glance, he knows that he is not very attentive, because his gaze falls on the field from time to time.

The invisible, slightly slender figure slowed down.

A moment later.

"Bang!" Because he couldn't dodge, the slender figure was hit by a blow from a slightly taller figure. The slender flew out of the distance, and when it fell to the ground, the heavy sound of landing made Heyman quickly turn his head with an unbearable expression!

Naturally, it was Sheng Yawei who fell to the ground.

And the puppet did not stop attacking because Sheng Yawei fell to the ground, and still maintained that incredible speed towards Sheng Yavi.

Sheng Yawei, who was drenched in sweat, covered in bruises, and even his eyes were a little sluggish, obviously had no physical strength, and could only watch the metal fist get closer and closer, but he couldn't move a finger.

Finally, seeing that Sheng Yavi was about to be punched through the head, Marceau's fingers moved, and the puppet froze in place, and the fist stopped less than a centimeter away from Sheng Yavi's head.

The fist stopped, but the whistling fist still left a deep scar on Sheng Yawei's face.

"Pounce!" Sheng Yawei tilted his head. Spit out a mouthful of blood, "cough cough"

With the sound of coughing, blood spurted to the ground, mixed with some internal organ fragments - it was obvious that Sheng Yawei had not only suffered external injuries, but also internal injuries.

Seeing this, immediately stopped his movements, ran to Sheng Yawei's side, helped Sheng Yawei up, and took out a potion bottle. Just her slightly open mouth. As soon as he poured the potion in, the red bottle was finished, and he immediately threw the empty crystal bottle aside, and took out a pale golden potion bottle again and poured it down - a series of actions can be described as one go. At first glance, I knew that he had been doing a lot of things like this recently.

Marceau waved his sleeve. The puppet in a strange pose, slowly repairing itself, disappeared into the practice room.

See that Sheng Yawei no longer vomits blood. His face was also a little ruddy, and Marceau restrained the complicated look in his eyes and said, "Let's do this today." You can sum up the next time, after all, the time for your return is almost up. ”

Sheng Yawei nodded kindly, not to mention the problem of server shutdown, just to say that her current physical and mental state is not suitable to continue to challenge the puppet.

Seeing that although Sheng Yawei's body was gradually recovering, his spirit was still depressed, Marceau thought for a while and said, "Arthur, you have been a little impatient these days, I understand that you want to complete the task quickly and get the reward, but you should understand the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it." Next time, you can rest for an extra day and adjust. ”

"Yes!" Ma Jin nodded in agreement, "You girl is strong, I told you that you have done well enough, you are still not satisfied, and I told you that you have reached a critical point now, even if you try a few more times, it is useless, you must calm down and think about it first." But you don't listen, look, it's beaten and ineffective, it's a waste of medicine and time, like a masochist. Although Ma Jin's words were disgusted, his eyes revealed his concern and pity for Sheng Yawei.

Sheng Yawei smiled weakly: "I understand the kindness of the two seniors, and I also know that what the seniors said is right, it's just that if I don't try it again, I'm always unwilling, it's just a little bit worse."

"You," Makin shook his head and sighed.

Marceau said to Heyman: "Today's dinner is free, you can help your master go back to rest." ”

nodded.

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Exiting the plane, Sheng Yawei opened his eyes, and his eyes quickly returned to clarity, but there was a slight irritability in them.

In more than 10 days, Sheng Yawei went from being passively beaten to being able to hold on to the puppet for two or three hours, and even being able to cause a little damage to the puppet, her progress is not insignificant.

It's just that two days ago, Sheng Yawei analyzed the special combat skills used by the puppet, but when it came to the most critical point, he was always unable to break through, Sheng Yawei had to spend a lot of effort every time to force the puppet's big move out, but she always couldn't capture the mysterious movement trajectory - partly because of her lack of eyesight and mental power, partly because of physical strength, and part of Sheng Yawei herself didn't find the reason, she just intuitively felt that she still had something key that she didn't understand.

It's no wonder that Sheng Yawei suddenly became impatient, and she couldn't get annoyed without an inch of progress in the past two days.

Her main problem now is actually physical strength.

She is also fed up with being pressed and beaten, although she can occasionally counterattack now, but the fighting process is mainly in a defensive position, and because of physical problems, the interval between her counterattacks will only get longer and longer - this puppet, its own intelligence is not the most annoying to Sheng Yawei, anyway, she also has quick wit, and she has been nurtured by the real secret realm, what bothers her is that it is painless and tireless - it is too foul.

Every time, it is necessary to exchange large injuries for small injuries and Jedi counterattacks to force out its big moves, and Sheng Yawei is also drunk.

However, Sheng Yawei is not without gains, although there is something wrong, but she is also familiar with most of the movements of the combat skills in the process of fighting (which is also the reason why she did not fight to the end at the beginning), and then, as long as she understands and figures out that key point, the day of victory is not far away, of course, this is also thanks to the beatings she has been beaten for several days, the skin and flesh are a lot thicker, and the physical flexibility has also improved to the extent that it is difficult for ninety percent of the fighters to carry it.

If the puppet of the real secret realm allowed Sheng Yawei's control of spells to reach another level, then the puppet of Wanghai made Sheng Yawei's control of his body reach a peak - in order to reduce the puppet's damage and enhance his endurance in battle, Sheng Yawei can also be said to have exhausted himself.

Thinking about the process of her mission in Wanghai Village, Sheng Yawei also felt quite sour-first a lumberjack, then a female fighter - and then a female fighter - and then after a while in Wanghai Village, she would forget that her main job was a mage!

Sheng Yawei felt that she had to get out of Wanghai as soon as possible - otherwise she would have to run farther and farther on the road of a female man! Her goal was to become an elegant mage!

To sum up, Sheng Yawei was only one step away from victory, because he didn't want to live the life of a female warrior again, and he wanted to try if he could break through again - the result was obvious, it was useless, he was just beaten for two days!

"Alas," Sheng Yawei sighed, and got out of bed to wash. (To be continued......)