Hades looked back at Odin and left, before turning around.

She touched the pointed horns on her head and walked over to Fang Ou, her eyes tinged with playfulness. Frightened, Fang Yu hurriedly took two steps back, and the latter smiled meaningfully: "It turns out that the little guy looks like this, not as handsome as I imagined, but also quite cute-"

As she spoke, she looked around Fang Ou for a week, "How is it, do you want to join the Godslayer?" ”

What's wrong with these big guys, why is this problem in the first place? Fang Yu shook his head as he thought.

"Really not joining?"

He bowed his head slightly.

"How come, sister, am I so unattractive?" Shen looked at himself curiously, "Or do you like that guy's one?" She looked in the direction Odin had left.

“？？？”

"Did I really say that?"

Fang Yu was categorical: "Absolutely not." ”

"Really?"

Fang Yu was about to cry. He knew that this costume queen looked mature and cold on the surface, but in fact she was a legendary gossip player, a famous humanoid repeater and self-propelled radio in the circle.

But he suddenly chuckled, covered his mouth with his hands, and looked at him with narrow eyes: "Don't worry, I'm just joking with you." Odin's guy is so uninteresting, how can he be more attractive than his sister? But your reaction is really interesting, little one, by the way, what's your name? ”

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and replied:

"Ed."

"I'm Hades, you should know, right?"

Fang Yu looked at the queen of construction and nodded.

"Say hello to you first, Ed," Hades said, looking back at him with a smile on his face. She got serious and got to the point: "I only have one day, but one day can't tell you much, so I'll just make a long story short." And I'm a serious person who doesn't like to waste time too much - you should know something? ”

Fang Yu nodded again, about this queen of makeup, her personality, birthday, and preferences have long been no secret in the community. There's no way around it, the club will share these things with fans in order to make stars, and as a top guild drafter, there's no freedom.

That's why he prefers freelance callers - like Miss Loofah, who is very mysterious to people, and completely different from her teacher, the queen of makeup.

But Ming didn't care much about these things, and only said: "It's better to do it, any training will eventually fall on actual combat, I have told you enough last time, this time we will use actual combat to solve the problem-"

She stretched out her right hand, "You get ready." In the faint blue light, a concrete and slender structure was emerging, it was a silver swordsman, suspended in the air, "Angel of energy, in fact, I have it too." He replied, "But I have modified it myself, so you have to be careful." ”

Fang Yu reacted at this time, only took a light breath, glanced at the silver swordsman, and nodded. He looked back and saw that the angel who was knocked out by Odin couldn't repair it for a while, so he hurriedly stroked the black crystal on his chest with his hand and released another angel.

Looking at the Angel of Energy calmly, he didn't rush to attack, but asked first: "Do you remember what I taught you last time?" ”

"Remember, Lady Hades." Fang Yu replied. How could he have forgotten about swift tactics? It wasn't the first time he had been exposed to techniques when he was underground, and those were things he had seen over and over again hundreds of times in the community—

It was only recently that he had reviewed it. Later, when Dulun assisted Ye Hua in the battle, he also used the comprehension at that time.

Ying glared at him: "Call sister." ”

Fang Yuan's face flushed: "Stygian, Sister Stygian." ”

He nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Last time, I told you that the true meaning of swift tactics lies in knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and only by mastering information can one defeat the enemy. What does swiftness mean? It's a preemptive strike. ”

But she paused slightly: "But there were too few opportunities at that time, and I didn't have time to tell you about the core essence of this tactic - what is fast?" ”

What is Fast?

Speed, in Aitalia, is an unambiguous attribute.

The speed of an adult human in Aitaria is 27-35, which is the basic speed of a human being, which is not different from the average person on Earth. And after he reached level fifteen, his speed was 42, which was only slightly faster than ordinary people.

For example, the average adult can run in the 100-meter range of 13 to 16 seconds, and he can run in the 12-second range, which is not as good as the top athletes on the planet. However, alchemists, after all, are not good at physical fitness.

That's two-thirds of the speed of his 'Sword Plover' build, half of the 'Screaming Banshee', and one-third of the Angel's ability.

The speed of the Angel is 117.

Tied to the highest level of the Min class.

However, equipping the top Min class can exceed the level more.

Although linear velocity is only part of the property of velocity, it is actually related to explosive force. In practice, the speed performance of the Angel will not exceed three times that of him, but almost double.

To be exact, only about 70 percent. In other words, the top Nightingale of about level 16 can reach the level of 100 meters and 8 seconds in a straight line, which is enough to leave the first flyer on the earth behind.

And this gap will become more and more obvious as the level increases-

If the question is speed, the answer given in Fang Yuan's heart can only be such an answer.

It's just that Ming didn't ask him the answer, but continued: "The speed of the ordinary energy angel is 117, mine is 124, yours is slightly inferior, but there is not much difference." Your attack power is about 140 percent, and mine is ten percent higher than yours, and as for protection and core output, there is no difference - maybe the normal Angel is better at overloading, but mine is excellent at temperature control......"

She paused, "That's about the difference between the two of us' builds, and overall, almost no difference. It's just that my build is more suitable for my own style, so now I ask you this question. ”

"How big do you think the difference is between 117 and 124?"

How big of a difference is seven-point speed?

Fang Yu quickly gave an answer in his heart, and the answer was almost no difference. If it's 7 vs. 14, the difference is double, but at the base value of 117 vs. 124, the difference in speed of 7 doesn't make much difference.

Seeing his look, you know that he already has the answer in his heart. But the queen of the costume didn't ask whether it was right or not, she only raised her hand lightly, and as soon as the suspended silver swordsman landed, she stabbed at Fang Yu with a sword of silver.

Fang Yu was shocked, and hurriedly ordered the angel to come back to the rescue.

But his eyes flashed, and he spoke first: "The angel dodge value is 377, the balance is 52, under the control of the limit, the turning rate is almost certain, you should know that time - and Ed, what will be the time for it to retreat in a straight line?" ”

Fang Yu was stunned.

He pointed his hand: "It seems that there are many possibilities, but the optimal solution is always fixed. ”

The direction her hand was pointing in - the Angel had just reached that point, and although the starting point of the two was different, the silver swordsman came first, and the Angel reached that position first, and handed the sword in his hand diagonally.

The bright blade of the sword is like a narrow light.

Fang Yu was extremely uncomfortable, obviously the speed of both sides was about the same, and under the situation of his active intention, the other party grabbed the first move. It felt like waiting in line all night, only to wake up in the morning and find someone cutting in front of you.

It makes people vomit blood.

But he had no choice but to make the Angel raise his sword to block back-

A staggered spark flashed, and the trembling sound of the two swords clashing made the scalp tingle.

The speed of the construct has reached its limit, and there are two silver afterimages on the platform, and a piece of Venus on the ground. The two alchemists stood still, silently entering the mentally calculated readings into the control glove.

Between movement and stillness, the scene looks extremely strange.

But the situation is obviously a bit one-sided, and under this level of fighting, if you lose the first move, you lose everything. After exchanging two swords in a row, Fang Yu realized that he had fallen behind step by step, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to fight back.

However, after a flicker, Fang Yu froze a little—the silver swordsman of the Underworld was still in front of him, and the relative positions of the two sides barely changed.

He paused for a moment before looking up at the Make-up Queen.

He was a little stunned for a moment, even more frustrated than when he fought Odin. Because the underworld didn't use his rank to suppress him, nor did he use any high-level constructs, the silver swordsman she transformed was actually on the same level as the energy angel.

But he lost without any suspense.

Fang Yu was a little wooden: "Sister Ming, I lost." ”

"It's normal to lose to me," he smiled, disapproving: "After all, I'm the queen of this field, and that little girl from Loofah will occasionally lose to me...... Don't worry, think about why you lost? ”

Why lose?

In fact, it is somewhat similar to Odin in that it falls behind every time.

But why is this so? He couldn't help but think of what Ming had said before, it was indeed speed—the other party's attack was like a storm, but it only gave him one feeling, that is, fast, so fast that he could hardly think or react.

After a round of attack, he took the lead step by step, and then he lost without any suspense.

But is there such a big difference between the speed of 117 and the speed of 124? A flash of light suddenly flashed in Fang Yuan's mind, he raised his head and looked at the other party - looking at his expression, he knew that he had reacted, and his heart was slightly stunned.

Realized so quickly?

"What do you think of?" She asked.

"It's concise," Fang Yu gave an answer in his heart. Speed is not speed, because there is also time for intention and reaction, so the action strategy of the energy angel of the same speed in the hands of different people is completely different.

And such a difference will only lead to a difference in speed.

But the fastest speed will only be the most concise strategy.

There is only one optimal solution -

The information we have will make it easier for people to find the solution, so in the case that there is always only one solution on both sides, whoever finds this first will take the lead.

"Simplicity is speed." Ming looked at the young man with some appreciation, and nodded slightly: "This is also the core essence of swift tactics, and the information you have just allows people to have more accurate judgments." ”

"But if you are obsessed with information, you will fall behind."

"When you meet the Grey King, you'll know what it really means." Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sigh softly.

She is actually only one step away from the Ten Kings, but it is this step away that determines the gap between the two.

Only by going to this point can people often see the real ceiling more clearly, and if they can't get in, they can't get in. She looked at Fang Yu and couldn't help but think of her other student, Loofah.

She hopes that Loofah can stand on top of the height that she once couldn't reach, and the little girl who was once favored by most people seems to have such potential.

It's just that Loofah gave her this answer in one night, and the teenager in front of him took five minutes. Suddenly, she remembered some of the rumors she had heard, some of the legends she had thought were anecdotes.

Some rumors about the Third War Zone, the strongest of the three kings of craftsmen in the history of the Chinese dynasty.

Did the Dance of the Fairies ever exist?

This suspicion arose in her mind.

But the queen of the costume immediately shook her head and came to her senses. She looked at Fang Yu and asked, "Since you think clearly, how about we do it again?" ”

Fang Yu was silent for a moment and nodded. He wiped a handful of sweat, and the two fought for only a moment, but for him, it was like prostration, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating profusely.

He took a light breath and was about to raise the glove of control in his hand once more.

But it was at this time that the underworld asked, "Wait, do you still have experience?" ”

Fang Yu nodded slightly.

"How much?"

"No, not much, about a quarter to sixteen levels......"

Styx withdrew his hand and took out a green leaf from his waist bag, "Take it." She gently threw the leaf forward and threw it in front of Fang Yuan. Fang Yu looked at this leaf with some surprise, it was the leaf of the sacred tree.

It is one of the few legendary consumables in Attaria that can provide Cognitive XP for the Eight Classics.

One leaf is 30,000 experience.

That's not a decimal number.

And such leaves can only be used twice in a person's life. Because the second use, it is only half effective, and the third time it is completely ineffective.

It was too valuable, and he was embarrassed to pick it up for a while. But looking at him, he shook his head: "Pick it up, train newcomers, you have to prepare these things." She shook her head, "You haven't used it before, have you?" ”

Fang Yu shook his head, he used his head - this thing is hundreds of thousands of miles a piece, and he can probably afford to eat one or two slices if he sells it, but listening to the other party's tone, the top guild cultivates genius trainees, this is actually a must-have?

Fang Yu suddenly felt that the Great Guild didn't seem to be so bad.

But he hurriedly shook his head and threw the bizarre idea away.

The special training of the underworld is said to be one day, but in fact, it has come to an end in only half a day.

On the one hand, it was because Fang Plover had a foundation in quick tactics, and the last time he was underground in Fenris, the Construct Queen had already taught him quite a bit. With a solid foundation in place, it was much easier to teach this time.

However, on the other hand, it was also Fang Yuan's own comprehension in the field of combat craftsmen, he himself was not aware of this, but he was already frightened. It's just that she didn't say it, the other party is a young man after all, and sometimes it's not a good thing to be too confident.

She's seen quite a few examples of this.

Privately, though, when Odin asked her about her training, the queen smiled mysteriously at him.

Let Odin see that the second monk was puzzled, and only asked speechlessly: "What are you laughing at, what kind of are you making?" See that guy in the morning? He glared at him angrily: "The dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, can you care about what I'm happy about?" ”

"Inexplicable." Odin shook his head.

……

And the two talked at the same time.

Fang Yu was looking at a young man with a huge backpack and a baby face, and he was curiously walking in front of him. The other party looked left and right before asking, "Are you Mr. Ed?" ”

Fang Yu had only gone through a hard battle, and finally won the approval of the underworld, before letting him go. At this time, he was sweating profusely, and he was sitting on the side resting, looking at each other, and then nodded a little inexplicably.

He knew both Hades and Odin, but the young man in front of him, he really saw it again—but he vaguely felt a little familiar.

The boy had already stretched out his hand to him: "Hello, my name is hand washing." ”

Fang Yu subconsciously reached out and shook it with the other party.

But when he heard this ID, his face changed wildly, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and touched his pocket—only one was empty. When he looked up, he saw that his money bag was in the other party's hand, and the young man took his money bag and looked it up and down, left and right, and it was a pity:

"It's poor."

Fang Yuan's face darkened, thinking that this person would not be able to speak, so he only spoke: "Give it back to me." ”

"Don't worry, I'm just looking," the young man smiled slightly: "Your wallet was too careless, if I hadn't checked it for you, maybe it would have been lost sooner or later." But you don't have to thank me, it's just my personal habit. ”

Fang Yu took his bag speechlessly, he believed that this person had a ghost, but looking at this young man, he asked in disbelief: "You, are you hand washing?" Grand Theft Auto hand wash? ”

The boy nodded, "It's me." ”

"But aren't you a woman?"

"Ah, that's my sister."

"Your sister?"

"She called hand washing."

Fang Yu looked at the other party a little suspiciously, how could he never have heard that this person had a sister.

And the boy didn't care, but replied, "By the way, you should know why I'm here, right?" ”

"Is it Mr. Odin?"

The boy nodded, "I'll teach you how to deal with the melee attacks of the Nightingale class." You should know that classes like Nightingale are the nemesis of alchemists and other spellcaster classes—"

He paused, looked at Fang Yu and said, "I don't have much time, you can prepare now." ”

Although Fang Yu was a little suspicious that this person was lying to him, since Odin had not come out, he was too embarrassed to ask more. Besides, although the other party is not as well-known as Hades and Odin, he is still a big man.

Although he has seen a lot of big guys recently, and he is gradually getting used to it, but now he still nodded slightly.

When the boy saw him nod, he took a step back and waited for him to finish. But suddenly, the other party asked, "By the way, little brother, do you still have experience?" ”

Fang Yuan's movements stopped, and he always felt that these words sounded familiar.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the other party was taking out a potion bottle full of golden liquid from his pocket—a potion of knowledge. Fang Yu only felt tears streaming down his face at that moment, although he knew that he was very poor, but these big guys were too much.

Not to mention the preparation of an experience consumable by hand, everyone is different.

This is not to make them the poor at the bottom live.

……