Chapter 41: The Night of the Martial Arts Arena (3)

The wide arena was even more spacious when there were only four people, but the atmosphere of the arena did not become any less because of the small number of people - even if it was wrapped in a mummy, Zaka's battle spirit shot out from his eyes unabashedly, and the empty arena seemed to be boiling.

Ye Qi, who was stared at by the actual battle intent, only smiled slightly-even if Xhaka showed full of war intent, but Ye Qi knew that Xhaka, who had been seriously injured by Alcatel, would definitely need more than half a month of cultivation if he wanted to make a move; Therefore, even if the other party is full of fighting spirit, Ye Qi will not have the slightest worry; Of course, the curiosity of being called to the martial arts arena by the other party still exists.

"As you said, I have successfully entered the semi-finals" For a simple powerhouse like Xhaka, Ye Qi expressed his respect when he spoke: "Your Excellency Xhaka, may I ask?" ”

"Hmm" Zaka nodded, the battle intent in his eyes narrowed slightly, but he suddenly asked Ye Qi, "Do you know what your shortcomings are when you attack?" ”

"Downside?" Ye Qi was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously asked, "What are the shortcomings?" ”

"You don't have outstanding skills, you can freely play your own skills beyond ordinary people," Zaka said word by word as he looked at the flurry Ye Qi.

Tricks?

Ye Qi frowned and groaned - when he was trained by John, it was important to have some basics about witchers, and gunpowder weapons accounted for a large proportion of them; And at that time, because the skill level was too low, he did not "show" the talent for using weapons; Later, as the skill level reached the proficient level and the expert level, he did not pay attention to the honing of skills with the assistance of the system; After all, every attack has a system to perfect, and every attack he attacks are flawless

As for the freedom to use your skills beyond ordinary people? It's not that he hasn't thought about it, but that kind of skill is all the secret transmission of each family or power; With the attitude of each family or each power, it is difficult for him to learn even if it costs a lot

Self-created techniques are too difficult and time-consuming; After all, if the same amount of time is spent honing a certain skill, it is likely that a certain skill will be qualitatively improved and reach the level of an expert, or even higher; And once that time comes, he uses the expert level or even higher level as his main means of attack, this kind of skill is like chicken ribs for him

"Being able to freely exert one's skills beyond ordinary people is very enviable, and I am the same, but I am a commoner, and I don't have that kind of inheritance, but ......," Ye Qi, who came back to his senses, said truthfully, but with the assistance of the system, the confidence in his tone was impossible to ignore: "I believe that even if I don't have these skills, I can successfully reach the same level as His Excellency Xhaka, I think that at that time, these skills are not so important to me."

"Hahaha, it's very good" Looking at Ye Qi with a confident face, the appreciation in Zaka's eyes was undisguised, and there was more confidant-like appreciation between his words: "That's right, it's this self-confidence that only people with self-confidence can accomplish things that others can't accomplish"

"However, although you are only one step behind me, this step is not easy to take" After laughing heartily, Zaka finally said the purpose of calling Ye Qi tonight: "In order to allow you not to lose your life before you successfully reach this step; So, I'll teach you this technique."

"It's just to repay the kindness of your help in the afternoon" Looking at Ye Qi who showed a surprised face, Zaka explained very directly: "If I carry your kindness, then the next time we meet, my knife will be dull"

……

The Midwinter Gala Party is lively in the central castle of the witchers, and even in the Tower of Thorns, the tower guards will improve the food for the prisoners to celebrate the Midwinter Festival; But the Tower of Knowledge was deserted—the librarian, the scribe, had left the Tower of Knowledge two days earlier, as was customary, and had returned to their homes for a rare vacation; Because they would return to the Tower of Knowledge two days after Midwinter to continue their year-long work, the only thing left in the Tower of Knowledge at this moment was the bookshelves that needed ladders to reach the top, and countless books.

The cold-faced man stood in front of Pednange's bed, and the steady breathing of Pednange seemed to be asleep, and the sleeping Pednange had a beautiful tranquility on his face that would never appear when he was awake - even after several days of rest and careful recuperation, the cold-faced man's handsome face was still thin and pale, but at this moment there was a trace of indescribable emotion on his face. ,

There is worry, there is respect, and there is also a trace of inexplicability......

"I say, man," with heavy footsteps, the giant man who had changed back into his usual clothes walked in after knocking on the door, looking at the cold-faced man standing in front of Pednange's bed, and frowning: "If you don't want to go back to that sanatorium in the Tower of the Moonlit Night again and face all the unpalatable nutrients prepared by Lord Hessel, you should learn how to take care of your body."

"How's the Midwinter dinner?" In the face of his friend's concern, a smile appeared on the thin face of the cold-faced man, and he changed the topic without a trace: "Looking at your appearance, something bad must have happened."

"This is one of the worst Midwinter dinners I've ever had," the giant emphasized, to show how unbearable the Midwinter dinner was in his mind: "If I find the guy who wrote me a message, I'm going to give him a hard lesson."

"Really?" Looking at the angry giant, the smile on the cold-faced man's face couldn't help but thicken: "At that time, you must call me and I will help you"

"Well, definitely"

……

Somewhere on the top of a mountain, inside a hot spring.

The neatly dressed Kuchi tied her long hair neatly behind her head, and the old but not the slightest damage to the leather armor did not hinder Kuqi's heroic temperament, but the corners of her mouth could clearly detect how bad her mood was

Damn bastard, if two bad middle-aged men actually threw me down with serious injuries and went to find Ye Qi's stinky boy and let me catch me, I would definitely trample you two to death

Enid looked at Kutchi, whose eyes were about to breathe fire, and couldn't help but hide aside and shrink his head, not daring to say anything.