……

"Senior Brother Wu. Your control is getting better and better. ”

It's been half a month since I returned to the camp, and on this day, I, Carlos and Seattleck, were still fighting and killing in the training ground, receiving devil training from the old drunkard, and after a scuffle, Carlos, who had recovered from the state of the moon wolf, gasped for breath, took a few steps forward, patted me on the shoulder, and applauded.

"It's still far away, if you get serious, I won't be able to support you for ten minutes."

I replied with some gloom that if Carlos had been very energetic, I would have no power to fight back, just like just now, and I would have been suppressed very badly.

Some people may say that in the finals of the martial arts competition, he just learned to transform into a moon wolf, and he didn't fight with Carlos well? Why is it that after training for a few months now, the more mixed up I am, the more I go back?

Please, this kind of protagonist spiritualism quickly retreats, compared to when you just learned how to transform into a moon wolf. I've really improved a lot now, especially after the battle with Yishuer, I learned a lot from it about the use and use of frozen power, and the speed of improvement has improved by leaps and bounds in recent times.

However, improving yourself does not mean that others will stand still and let you catch up, especially Carlos, who is originally amazingly talented, and then has a strong motivation to regain Angelil from the Angel Clan, combined with the training of the old drunkard, the speed of progress is faster.

Now, Carlos's melee is not much inferior to Seattle, you must know that in the martial arts competition half a year ago, Seattleck can still press Carlos in close combat, and during this time, he has no less training time than Carlos, on the contrary, it is much more, which shows Carlos's progress.

It's not that Seattleck's talent is worse than Carlos, a battle maniac like him has a stronger attachment to strength than anyone else, and the reason for this is because his current strength has reached the peak of the pseudo-realm and is in a bottleneck period, just like a woman who is pregnant for ten months, when fighting, the power in the body always has a shyness of "wanting to speak, still holding the pipa and half covering his face". Seattle, who always drops the chain at a critical moment, is very depressed and doesn't learn anything well.

If he can pass this hurdle, it will be to break through the pseudo-realm and reach the domain-level strength, and at that time, he will usher in a peak of growth.

As for me, it's also boring to say, the gap between the moon wolf's transformation and Carlos has widened, on the one hand, because even though he has the protagonist's aura, he still loses to Carlos in terms of improving speed, and on the other hand, it is also the teaching of the old drunkard.

You know, in the final with Carlos, when I just learned how to transform into a moon wolf, Carlos still had seven scruples about my insight and illusion ability, but in the past few months, the old drunkard has given Carlos a small stove on how to deal with my insight and illusion, and the result has been very miserably restrained.

There's no way, who has let their insight and illusion skills not yet reach home. Especially the heart of insight, always tempted by the flaws sold by Carlos and countered, in the final analysis, there is still a qualitative gap in combat experience, once Carlos finds a way to crack it, the heart of insight cannot make up for this gap.

On the other hand, just like Seattlek, my moon wolf transformation has also fallen into a strange bottleneck, which is strange because it is not like Seattlek, which is in a critical state of breaking through the pseudo-realm, and has not even touched the threshold of the pseudo-realm.

I tried the blood bear transformation, and it was also in a relatively low state, it seemed that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't improve too much, it seems that it was not the moon wolf transformation that had a problem, but the entire power system of its own, and there were some problems.

This made me depressed at the same time, but also relieved, after all, the blood bear transformation is more familiar to me, to find out what went wrong, there is still a context to find, if only the moon wolf transformation that I am not familiar with has a problem, it will be more headache to find the reason.

"Boy. Find out where the cause is? ”

The old drunkard carried the wine jug in one hand, walked over with drunken steps and asked, but before anyone arrived, a smell of wine came to him.

"I don't know, it's probably because of the level, after all, I've been staying at level thirty-nine for a while, maybe if I move up a few levels, the strength of the moon wolf and the blood bear will continue to improve."

I thought about it for a while, replied, opened the attribute box and looked at the experience points, there was still a little bit of difference, almost as long as I went outside to kill a few groups of Sinking Demons, I could make up enough experience to upgrade to level forty.

"Well, I think it's probably also the reason for this, don't underestimate the level because of experience and skills, level, attributes and skills are the three foundations of our adventurers, and if the foundation is not laid, you can't learn anything."

The old drunkard nodded and said, "The experience she had as a teacher alone." And every Jianyì, it is not an exaggeration to describe it in words, if you can ignore her bad character, overall, she is still a respectable person.

Having said that, the camp was much more peaceful during this time, and the fundamental reason was that Seattleck pestered the old drunkard every day to train, which gave her a lot less time to mess around, and occasionally she could hear the surprise and joy of the bosses when she went to the bar.

Only the private reality of the old man Farah has become even worse because he was given a few days off by Akara during this time. Not to mention during the day, at night, when I sleep, I can occasionally hear explosions that resound over the entire camp.

"By the way, have you thought about it, kid?" After taking a sip of wine, he made a satisfied "ha" sound, spewing out the smell of wine that made people stay away, and the old drunkard suddenly asked.

"Think of what?"

Rolling my eyes in disgust, I asked rhetorically, taking a few steps back.

"Didn't I just mention it to you the other day? Never took my words to heart, you bastard!! The old drunkard glared, smashed the jug over, and I deftly dodged it.

"The other day...... Oh, I remembered. After thinking about it for a while, I finally realized what the old drunkard was asking.

"You should go for a change of brain."

Giving me a speechless look, the old drunkard offered something that even I felt was very pertinent.

A few days ago, when she was returning home with an old drunkard, she once asked me about the future development path of her ontological strength.

Although both the blood bear transformation and the moon wolf transformation are very strong, this kind of strength must be based on the strength of the ontology, that is to say, the stronger the body, the stronger the transformation, which is something that fools also know.

So, it's a question of where my ontology is going to go.

As the ontology, a thirty-ninth level druid, now I haven't even reached the state of mind realm, the state of mind is a realm, as long as you rely on comprehension to achieve it, with the moon wolf and the blood bear transformed into yourself, after the strength is reached, you can cross this hurdle without much effort.

But the problem is that his own moon wolf and blood bear have broken the precedent, and a person has two states of mind at the same time, which is also the problem, his own body, after having enough strength, which state of mind to choose? It's the heart of madness. Or the heart of insight, both of which are advanced states of mind, making it difficult to choose.

In some ways, the choice of state of mind determines the future path of an adventurer, and I can't help but choose it seriously.

Of course, there is another way, that is, do not choose either, rely on yourself to break through, and obtain a state of mind ability again, anyway, there are two states of mind on a soul that has never been seen before, and then make a third one, a three-way battle, it is not an unprecedented thing, this is called that, by the way, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water.

In fact, no matter what kind of power is developed, the old drunkard guesses that as long as my ontology reaches the strength of the pseudo-realm, the accumulation of the three of the ontology, the blood bear and the moon wolf, the overall strength breaks through the pseudo-realm and reaches the realm level, this kind of level that is difficult to compare with in the eyes of other adventurers, but it is as easy for me as drinking boiling water.

Of course, it must be noted that when you are unlucky, you can also be infarcted by drinking boiled water.

Therefore, as long as I can live alive and kick in the process of training and upgrading, and reach the level of the realm, it is a matter of course, and there is no bottleneck, the problem is that the old drunkard thinks that my ontology develops a state of mind other than the two, and creates a third pseudo-realm, so that the combination of the three different pseudo-realms will form the domain strength ......

Well, that's a little bit more interesting.

Wouldn't it be a little stronger? It's just that if it's more interesting, why should I bother with that?!!

"The comprehension of the three pseudo-realms is mixed together, aren't you afraid that when the time comes, I won't be able to blend the realm and explode to death?" I looked at the old drunkard with dissatisfaction.

"Anyway, if you can't combine the three, you'll explode and die, then now the two are about the same." So explained the old drunkard.

“……”

Speaking of which, the result is still the same sentence - aren't dead pigs afraid of boiling water?

"Let it be."

Rolling my eyes, I have secretly decided in my heart that unless there is any coincidence, when the time comes, I will choose one of the two states of mind and break through directly, who has the spare time, and start over again for the sake of fun!

As for which one to choose, this one ...... I'll talk about it then, and if nothing else, I'll make a decision by flipping a coin.

"Let's put this aside, let's talk about it later, and you can help me see this trick."

As I spoke, I cast the Moon Wolf Transformation, and a large amount of frozen gas gathered in my hand, forming a swirl shape, like a miniature version of the nebula's ice mist, and then, with both hands, the ice mist spread out in my hand, turning into a super giant sword with a length of more than ten meters and a width of nearly two meters.

It was during the battle of Carlos that he realized the sword of decapitation (tentative name).

Compared with before, this frozen giant sword has been very different, the wide and heavy sword body, although it is not sharp, but there is a white mist swirling on it, like a huge vacuum cleaner, and the smaller stones on the ground have been sucked up by this mist, frozen into a lump of ice, and shattered into countless shiny ice crystals.

In the past, after condensing into the Ice Decapitation Sword, I could not control the powerful freezing power in my hand, so I could only swing it out quickly, but now, I can use it as a weapon for a period of time, although I can't control it for too long, but the power of the Ice Decapitation Sword is obvious to all.

To put it simply, this move is a super-enhanced version of the frozen sword that was used against Yi Zuer.

And the layer of mist surrounding it is the terrifying suction of the dark blue ice ball that imitates the dark blue ice ball, and the dark blue ice ball used by the soldier at that time, even the speed of the moon wolf could not escape the huge attraction, and now it is imitated by himself, and even a large stone cannot be sucked in, and the difference is simply incomparable.

But don't worry, you have to eat one bite at a time, Yi Shuer's moves are really so easy to learn, then his title of the first warrior in the heavenly realm will be in vain.

Now, I have to talk to the old drunkard about the use of this matter, for she eats more salt than I eat in the use of power.

"Well, yes, it's a bit rudimentary."

The old drunkard, who was not afraid of frostbite, leaned his face up, and carefully observed the body of the sword that emitted a strong mist for a while, and it was rare that he did not make a mockery of the suction power that emanated from it, like a child's slingshot.

"Have you already thought of a name? Shouldn't it be the same as your Blood Bear Energy Cannon, use it, and the temporary name will become a permanent name. ”

Saying this, the old drunkard showed a look of disdain on his face, Carlos on the side, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and Beidou was affectionate - maybe handing over the naming right to this guy in front of him would become the most failed decision in his life.

"Hmph, don't underestimate me, I've already thought of a name."

“……”

"What does this [better not say it I don't want to know at all] expression mean, didn't you ask first, huh?!" I glanced at the three of them with impatient expressions.

"Suddenly I lost interest, so let's just listen to it." The old drunkard gouged out his ears, blew a breath, and answered nonchalantly.

"Hmph, you'll be shocked when you hear the name." Unhappy with the old drunkard's attitude, I swung the giant sword hard, and the frozen air on the sword spread wantonly, instantly freezing the ground under my feet.

"I think I'm going to be shocked." The old drunkard replied, his expression a little subtle.

"Listen, you humble human beings, the name of Uncle Ben's move is called [Super. Martial God Slash], did you hear clearly? Waha~~~"

“……”

"Why don't you speak, don't be surprised to be like this?"

"You! Is it stupid?!! ”

The old drunkard looked indifferent, pointed straight at me, and complained without hesitation and mercilessly.

"What, what's wrong with the name, isn't it? Handsome and domineering! "I'm trying to correct their distorted values.

"Cheesy, so cheesy, only an idiot who has studied every word of a knight's novel a hundred times would take such a name."

"Vulgarity is elegance, and easy to understand is king!!"

"Vulgar fart, easy to understand fart, don't you just change your name to Wu Bayou? It's very easy to understand, ah, ah, I'll call you Wu domineering in the future, no domineering!! ”

"Don't ...... Can't I change it? ”

Succumbing to the obscenity of the old drunkard, I thought for a moment, indeed, not all names can meet the condition of vulgarity and elegance, just like stinky tofu and feces, although they are both stinky, but one is delicious, and the other cannot be eaten at all.

Popular...... Is it still easy to understand? That is to say, to achieve the realm of the great sound and the invisible of the elephant?

Glancing at the long, boxy ice sword in my hand, I had an answer in my heart.

"It's called [popsicle], it's a simple and easy-to-understand name, you can understand it when you hear it." I raised my ice sword and said loudly.

"The contrast is too great! The contrast is too great, you idiot, why [super. Martial God Slash] became [Popsicle] later? Do you only have Dragon Slayer and Slime in your head?!! ”

As a result, this time, I was grabbed by the collar by the old drunkard and complained.

"Dragon Slayer Warriors aside, what's wrong with slimes, isn't it cute? Squishy, bouncy ......"

“……”

The old drunkard had a long mouth, his face turned a desperate gray, let go of his hand, staggered a few steps, and staggered to Seattlek and Carlos, solemnly holding their hands, and said with tears in his eyes.

"The task of saving the darkness will fall on the two of you."

Hey, hey!!

"Hurry up and change it back, just call it the Ice Decapitation Sword, don't change anything, just call it the Ice Decapitation Sword!!"

"Why do you have to decide my moves, ahhhh I've decided, except for the [Ultra. Martial God Slash] and [Popsicle], I will never take any other name, I will choose from these two!! ”

Seattleck and Carlos, who were watching the argument, were dumbfounded, glanced at each other, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and quietly ran to the training ground to practice.

As a result, this fruitless quarrel lasted until the sun went down, and the dry-mouthed old drunkard had no choice but to give up, and with a look of despair, he swayed back to his lair.

It was a great victory, and I made a V-sign gesture to the pale back of the old drunkard who had disappeared into the sunset, and to me, who was stabbed in the head covered with bags from the handle of the spear.

"How about calling it Alice's popsicle?"

At dinner, I was still talking to the girls about this great victory, and I couldn't get enough of it, and suddenly remembered the trick of my blood bear transformation [Veras's pan].

Is it possible to add some prefixes as well? Glancing at the little ghost, I said.

"Forget it, I don't want to be thought of as stupid."

The little ghost "Uh-huh~Uh-huh~" chewed on the after-dinner snack - a dazzling complete diamond, like a squirrel, and complained without raising his head.

"By the way, my lord, I also have something I want to discuss with you."

As if she suddenly remembered something, Veras put down her chopsticks and looked at me with her hands folded, the gentle smile on her pretty face was intoxicating.

"Can you change that trick [Veras's pan] as well?"

In an instant, an indescribable force emanated from the harmless smile of Veras, to paraphrase the terminology on the rivers and lakes, that is-murderous!!