Chapter Twenty-Four: Four Years of Cold and Summer
In winter, the entire northeastern province is covered in a thick layer of snow, and the people in Yuchu City have prepared food for the winter, and there are some hunters in the suburbs who like to hunt in the snowy winter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The hunter aimed the bow and arrow drawn into a half-moon in his hand at the boar, patiently waiting for the boar to walk step by step towards the trap, ready to fall into the well at any time, and suddenly the hunter found a brainless man walking from the direction of Yuchu City. Why is the hunter so sure that the man must be brain-dead? In such a cold weather, the other party is only wearing a black linen coat, there are only two possibilities, a high-level warrior or a brain-dead.
The former has a strong physical fitness and is not afraid of ice and snow, and the latter has a crippled mind and is not afraid of the cold. The person who came was young, and the walking posture was very strange, and the other party didn't even wear shoes, so he didn't look like a high-level warrior. In the war four years ago, a large number of children lost their fathers and became orphans, and it is not surprising that they could not withstand the blow and went crazy. Hunters who have seen too much have no sympathy, but just lament that their prey is about to be frightened, and the day's efforts are all in vain.
When he got closer, he was a sturdy young man with flowing black hair, carrying a big sword wrapped in black cloth and a smile in his mouth, walking towards the boar step by step. The hunter was also surprised that as the boy approached step by step, the boar actually reacted at all, as if he could not hear the sound of the boy approaching at all. The hunter pulled the bow and arrows in his hand fiercely, stared at the boar, and prayed in his heart that the boy would leave quickly, otherwise when the boar reacted and was frightened, it would tear the boy to pieces in an instant.
Xi'an smiled like a fan, and quietly approached the boar, slowly getting closer, five meters, three meters. If the hunter's eyes take a closer look at the feet of Xi'an, they will find that there are no footprints on the snow when Xi'an came.
After approaching the boar for three meters, Xi'an's pace became slower and slower, controlling the frequency of his heartbeat, and slowly approaching the boar in small steps.
Finally, Xi'an stopped less than twenty centimeters away from the boar, slowly squatted down, and just looked at the boar that was eating.
You can clearly see the hair on the boar's body, and the frost condensed with the cold air in its breath.
"Smack."
"Whoa......"
Seeing that the boar was still ignoring himself at such a close distance, Xi'an couldn't help but pat the boar's body twice with his hand to let the other party know his arrival.
The ears of the eating boar are pricked up, constantly changing directions, always keeping an eye out for any sounds coming from their surroundings. But at this moment, its buttocks were slapped twice by some creature, which frightened it to jump more than three meters high, and its little heart fluttered.
The hunter clearly saw Xi'an's movements, and he was also not lightly attacked by Xi'anlei, and he didn't notice the arrow in his hand.
The boar turned around to see what it was beating, but it was a human teenager. If you usually see a creature so close to you, and you don't even notice it, your first reaction is definitely how far you run. But the frightened boar had been carried away by anger, and saw that the other party was just a human teenager, and his crouching body was full of flaws, and the only remaining reason was thrown out of the clouds.
"Huh."
The angry boar monster screamed and rushed straight towards Xi'an. Only by killing this human boy can he make up for his wounded heart, and only by killing this human boy can he save his thighs from twitching.
Seeing the boar charging towards him quickly, Xi'an shook his head and didn't get up, the beast was too slow. When the boar rushed in front of him, Xi'an quickly raised his hand and punched the upper body of the boar into the snow, struggling for a while without moving.
"It's stupid, it's stupid. If I can get close quietly, I can kill you silently. I'm just scaring you, and you don't run and attack me, it's really looking for death. Xi'an shook his head and sighed: "How stupid, how stupid." If it was a Warcraft, I might not be able to go so close without being detected, and with the IQ of Warcraft, once I get close to such a close distance, my first reaction is definitely to flee, not to play with my life. ”
Xi'an grabbed the boar's hind legs and pulled it out of the snow: "It seems that dinner has fallen!" Waving not far away, Xi'an had already felt the hunter's breath and motioned for him to come over.
The hunter saw Xi'an kill the boar with one punch, and knew that he was wrong, this young man was not brain-dead, but a high-level warrior, and he didn't know what kind of big family would train such a young high-level warrior.
By the time the hunters approached, Xi'an had already cut off the boar's hind legs, and the food was well preserved in the ice and snow.
"How far is this from the Sunset Mountains?" Xi'an disposed of the pork leg in his hand and asked the hunter.
It turned out to be a noble boy who went to the Sunset Mountain Range for trial, but he wondered why he was alone? I might be confident in my own strength.
"Tell the boy, after crossing the two hills in the northwest direction, it is the periphery of the Sunset Mountain Range." The hunter replied respectfully.
"Okay, this boar is your prey, right? Although I have taken your prey, I have saved you the effort to kill. I'll just take this leg, and you can take the rest. Without waiting for the hunter to reply, Xi'an put on his two-handed sword and pork leg on his back.
Still taking strange steps, but this time the hunters found that Xi'an's footsteps did not leave footprints in the snow. Walking barefoot on the snow, every step is so slow, every step is so careful.
For four years, Xi'an has been learning how to master his body and the accumulation of fighting energy, and magic is only cultivated in passing. Xi'an's actions undoubtedly made Bartholomy and Karn heartbroken, Karn was a disciple of a ninth-level archmage, and the cultivation of a warrior actually surpassed that of a magician.
And Bartholomi is even more crazy, where is a warrior who has a magician who is useful to him? On the battlefield, there are ten warriors of the same rank, and the role they play is not as good as that of a mage of the same rank. Thinking about Karn's decisive role on the battlefield, he Basolomi wanted Xi'an to become a ninth-level archmage. After many persuasions, it was still useless, and Xi'an still went his own way, so that Basolomi was reluctant to teach Xi'an.
But it doesn't matter, it's good if you don't teach me to cultivate on my own. I knew that Bartholomi shouldn't have handed over the Douqi cheats to Xi'an today, and now it's too late to regret it. But fortunately, Xi'an has been promoted to a sixth-level magician, which is not as good as the progress of a warrior, but it is much faster than a magician of the same age.
If Bartholomi and Karn knew that Xi'an was still dissatisfied in their hearts, they didn't know if they would go crazy.
Lin Lei in the original book was already a seventh-level magician and a dragon-blooded warrior at the age of seventeen, and now Xi'an is sixteen years old. Xi'an deeply knew how difficult it was to break through to a seventh-level magician, and he was not sure at all that he had reached the level of a seventh-level magician at the age of seventeen, and the warriors were completely scumbags compared to the dragon-blooded warriors.
Although he far surpassed Lin Lei at the age of ten, he was now overtaken by Lin Lei in the original book in only one year.
Xi'an's mood became worse and worse, and despite Karn's opposition, he decided to go to the Sunset Mountains for a trial.
Warcraft, and killing, Xi'an is looking forward to it!