Jack really didn't like the big neighborhood where he lived, it was too boring, there were no cute children and no young and beautiful young women who sent cute children to school, most of them were lonely old people, and they were not angry at all. So Jack habitually doesn't come home at night, and he'd rather spend the rest of his life on the belly of a wine girl than waste his youth in the dead silence of the thirteenth block.

In Omar's words, "Life is so hard, don't continue to embarrass yourself!"

After coming out of the Huahua Xintiandi Hotel in the morning, Jack grabbed the collar of his shirt and put it in front of his nose, the smell of sweat mixed with hormones and some kind of liquid was disgusting.

He needs to go home and get a change.

It's not far from the 8th to the 13th block, twenty minutes away.

As usual, Jack didn't distract himself from observing the thirteenth block, and kept accelerating, and the feeling here was not much better than in the graveyard.

But...... Doesn't seem like the same today?

What's the difference? Jack kept thinking, as if out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of something that shouldn't have happened?

Oh! Damn! The Zenit actually opened the door to the Sword Pavilion?The sun came out of the west?Jack stopped his progress and walked backwards backwards, and then, he felt like he must have been poisoned by alcohol.

How can it be?!

The old demented creature was jumping up and down, nimble and swift than anyone he had ever seen, and Jack rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he wasn't alcoholic.

Then I saw a little man in an animal skin coat, fighting with the Zenit people who were old enough to have Alzheimer's and their faces like mud!

Jack's face was ecstatic, and he didn't care about the home in front of him and the clean clothes that didn't smell, so he took off his reins and ran towards the eighth block like a mad dog.

"Hell, yes, yes! I must tell Luo!"

"We want him to be developed!"

...

In the Sword Pavilion, Kyle, the old Zenit, stopped what he was doing and looked at Lee Moon-jae with a smile.

"Your progress is really fast, but not as fast as Juggernaut. Kyle said to Lee Moon-jae. There was no sweat on his forehead, and his breath was very gentle, and he didn't look like someone who had been fighting all morning, or an old man who didn't know how long he had lived.

On the ground, Li Wenjae was panting heavily, and he didn't have the extra strength to communicate with the old poison at all. After two days, Li Wenjae was sure of one thing - this old man would not be much worse if he was not a Zenit Sword Saint.

It's really too strong! Li Wenjae learned from Kyle that real swordsmen can wield sword energy, can sense murderous energy, and can also make swordsmanship more powerful by attaching inscriptions through communication magic! A powerful figure like the Imperial Sword Saint Marko can even sense death!

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

Kyle laughed a few times, his eyes full of approval, although Lee Moon-jae is a goblin, it does not affect his appreciation of him. His learning speed is incredible, and what it takes an average person an hour to learn, he can learn in half an hour.

"Old poison, tell me about the history of the Empire, our poor country, no one knows such a wonderful history. It's okay to talk about the history of the Zenits. It's not bad to talk about goblins and humans and dragons...... There is also Alaye...... "Li Wenjae is lying on the ground and is reluctant to get up, he is still very greedy in his heart, maybe when the worldview is completed to 10 or 15 percent, there will be an even more unexpected reward."

"Hey, hey, hey, ......"

Old Kyle laughed sadly, in an unkind tone.

"There's a lot going on when it comes to goblins, dragons, and humans. Almost all the on the continent is because of goblins and dragons. It all started in antiquity. If goblins and dragons are the most evil, then humans are the origin of all evil. ”

"The beginning of the conflict began when the ancient goblins were first discovered by the Manla. The Manla are the origin of Homo sapiens on the continent, and the ancient goblins were the first race on the continent to accumulate wealth. When the Manglas discovered that the minerals could be used to craft weapons and armor, develop agriculture and communicate magic, and develop various technologies, the Creator brought the two races together. The Manla people have carved bloodthirsty, cruelty, and rage into their blood during their years of survival in the mountains, wastelands, and dense forests, so the war between humans and goblins is inevitable, and you must be clear that if it were not for the goblins, the human process would not have advanced so quickly......"

"No one denies the evil of mankind. Throughout history, no race has been able to effectively use the resources given by nature to help the race develop, except for ancient dragons and elves......"

"The first time in history goblins have teamed up with dragons was after the events of the 'Manla River'......"

"For tens of thousands of years, goblins have not been exterminated by humans, and goblins have not found enough dragons to wipe out humans......"

"It's like a vicious circle......"

Old Kyle chattered, and Lee Moon-jae fell into a trance, and the old Zenit in front of him, who was as old as a Shar Pei, was like a walking history book, like a kind grandfather, willing to spend the whole afternoon telling the blood feud between goblins and humans.

"But history proves one thing - the IQ of the goblin race is not as good as the stupid * goblin!

Eventually, Old Kyle regains his old poison nature and mercilessly taunts the goblins.

"Cool. ”

Li Wenjae shrugged indifferently, he was not a goblin, but a human being, a human from another world, except for the whole world, he was only interested in the sword.

Old Kyle estimated that he hadn't communicated with anyone for too long, and he still looked full of interest, and Li Wenjae was ready to strike while the iron was hot: "Teacher, what is the story of Winter Island, the Empire, and Zenit's swordsmanship?"

呲~ A sword qi shot out, and Li Wenzai was caught off guard and flew five or six meters away.

Old Kyle was angry after hearing this mentally retarded question, his face was gloomy, and he raised his hand to make another sword: "Noisy little goblin, do you think I don't know what you're thinking? ”

Unlike last night and this morning, Old Kyle changed his style, no longer using sword qi frequently, but focusing on attacking various vital parts of Li Wenjae's body.

Lee Moon-jae secretly scolded the shameless old thief and quickly entered the state of "the essence of calmness". Under the stormy attack of the wooden sword in the hands of old Kyle, Lee Moon-jae could only focus on defense and had no room to fight back.

"Imperial swordsmanship is vicious, cold-blooded, and cruel. ”

"Imperial swordsmanship is a swordsmanship that pursues the quick killing of enemies. ”

"Although Imperial swordsmanship is out of the various schools of swordsmanship in the empire and is a masterpiece, it is indeed transformed and sublimated at the level of swordsmanship, but the essence has become even worse. ”

"Despicable swordsmanship created by despicable people!"

Old Kyle deserves to be Old Kyle, in just a few words, Li Wenjae did not have a piece of good meat in his body, and finally was hit in the abdomen by the hilt of Old Kyle's wooden sword, and he was unable to fight again.

"This is the essence of Imperial Swordsmanship, and it is all the content of the second lesson. ”

A mouthful of old phlegm flew to Li Wenjae's side, and old Kyle returned to the rocking chair with a collapsed face and stopped talking.

For Lee Moon-jae, it's all worth it. He didn't even care about the severe pain all over his body, and laughed out loud, his mouth full of meaningless middle two remarks.