Seeing that he was looking at his apprentice, Viselmir smiled and said, "How is it, old friend, this little fellow is not bad!" As he spoke, he confidently folded his arms and looked at Jiang Ning proudly.

Jiang Ning said to him: "Whether it is worthy of my guidance depends on his own ability." Viselmir smiled and gestured to Geralt. The latter nodded and said, "Sir, where do you think it is appropriate?" Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Viselmir, who did nothing with a smile on his face, "It's here." Then he motioned to Geralt, "You can get started, boy." When Viselmir heard this, he immediately stepped away a distance, making room for them to be large enough.

The young demon hunter pulled out his sword and looked at Jiang Ning, he said, "Where is your sword?" Mr! Jiang Ning shook his head slightly and said to him, "You don't need it, just attack it." Geralt frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied in his heart, he took a deep breath, and then his body slammed forward, and the sword in his hand stabbed directly at Jiang Ning. And Jiang Ning just turned his body slightly, and then dodged this sword, and then he stabbed Geralt on the shoulder with his finger sword, "First sword!" Geralt reacted violently, and the stabbing action turned into a sweep, slashing at Jiang Ning's fingers. And he just put his fingers together, and the moment he touched Geralt's sword, he flicked his fingers on the sword, and with a crisp metallic sound, Geralt's body suddenly fell to the side, and the sword in his hand also deviated from the direction.

When he reacted, he was horrified in his heart, and the strong force that had just been transmitted from the sword almost made him almost fall. Fortunately, after the transformation of the body, the coordination ability is amazingly strong, so there is no foolishness. Otherwise, if you fall to the ground just now, it will be really a shame.

"Come again!" Jiang Ning put one hand behind his back, and his right hand still maintained a posture of pointing at a sword.

"Good!" Geralt attacked again, he raised his sword and slashed at Jiang Ning, and the moment Jiang Ning greeted his sword body, Geralt's sword momentum changed into a thorn and stabbed Jiang Ning's chest. And Jiang Ning was still as plain as water, and his right hand clamped the sword body at a very fast speed. Geralt suddenly felt as if his sword was caught between two boulders, and he couldn't move, he immediately made a decision, his left hand stretched out five fingers, and his middle finger was bent out, using the seal of Alder, and an invisible shock wave rushed towards Jiang Ning's body. Jiang Ning turned a blind eye to the oncoming shockwave, and to the surprise of both Geralt and Viselmir, the Seal of Alder was completely ineffective against him, only blowing the corners of his clothes and hair.

After the surprise, Geralt reacted quickly and quickly changed his strategy. He pressed his left hand to the ground and cast the Seal of Arden, and the place where the two of them were was instantly enveloped by a circle of magic that emitted a faint purple light. The magical power that extended from the magic circle climbed into Jiang Ning's body, and this power was only dispelled in an instant, and it disappeared without a trace. Immediately, Geralt looked at him in disbelief. Jiang Ning let go of the fingers that were gripping the blade of his sword, and the latter put the sword into its sheath with a depressed expression.

"How?" Viselmir walked over and looked at Jiang Ning. Geralt looked at him as well, and he was completely convinced. Although he still has a few magic seals that are useless, according to the reaction of Alder and the seal of Arden, it is estimated that the effect of the remaining magic seals is ...... It's hanging.

"The combat talent is very good, and the ability to adapt to changes is also very good." Jiang Ning gave a fairly pertinent evaluation based on Geralt's performance just now. He looked at Geralt, "Just, why didn't you use the Ignidhorn seal just now?" The latter looked at him and remained silent. Jiang Ning saw his concerns from his eyes, and said with appreciation, "One more thing, I also know how to do things, and I have concerns." He said to Viselmir: "Very good, talent, character, I will not evaluate it for the time being." ”

That was enough, and Viselmir said happily, "Then you are willing to help me guide him?" ”

"Study with me for a while!" Jiang Ning also wants to know how far the people who are guided by fate and the key people in the future can grow. Moreover, he saw from the scene he spied into the future that he had a very unusual relationship with the heir who possessed the blood of the ancients. As for whether it will be a tiger for trouble, or it will add a big enemy to itself. Jiang Ning never needed to worry about this, he didn't think that Geralt could grow to the point where he could threaten him. Even if he could grow up to the day that threatened him, Jiang Ning would only be happy.

"Then I'll be relieved." Viselmir said lightly.

Jiang Ning looked at him and asked, "What, are you planning to go out and continue your training, or do you want to go back to Kyle Mohan?" Viselmir said: "Kyle Mohan is not going, just go and see it every year, and in addition to Geralt, my other two apprentices are already active in various places, earning commissions." And Geralt, I think his talent is very good, and I am worried that my ability is not enough to make him grow better. That's why I thought about bringing him to you for a period of training, hoping that he could grow even better. As he spoke, he looked at Geralt with relief. Although the latter responded to his eyes, the emotions in his heart were well hidden.

Jiang Ning knew that since the original popularity of Kyle Mohan was captured by a group of fanatical haters with the help of warlocks. The 23 witchers and 40 students who were in their prime, were slaughtered. And Viselmir escaped by hiding under the corpse at the time. Except for a few witchers and Viselmir who were traveling at the time, the rest of the witchers and apprentices were all killed. The ruined castle has not been restored, except for Viselmir, the last master of the Wolf Sect, who led a few of his apprentices to live and train here. And when all his apprentices were completed and active, only Viselmir would return to Kermöhan for a period of time every year. For Viselmir, Kellmohan was his home, and many of the witchers who once lived there were his relatives.

Moreover, he took Geralt and the other apprentices, and while he tried his best to train them, he also raised them as sons. Vismere was a rare and benevolent person, which was one of the reasons why Jiang Ning admired him and was willing to be friends with him.

"Tea is here, drink some tea and eat something!" Francesca's sweet voice interrupted the conversation. Jiang Ning and the others turned their heads to look, and saw Francesca pushing a small cart and walking over. The trolleys are lined with fine porcelain tableware and tea sets, as well as beautifully shaped pastries.

"It's time to chat and get a bite to eat!" Francesca said, pointing to the ground with one hand, and the dining table and chairs immediately appeared out of thin air. Geralt's pupils constricted, apparently unexpectedly that the female elf dressed as a young woman turned out to be a warlock. Francesca beckoned them to sit down, then laid the utensils on the table, and finally filled each of them with tea. Then she asked Viselmir, "What were you doing?" ”

Viselmir pointed at Jiang Ning and said to her, "Ask an old friend to help me train my apprentice." He pointed to Geralt. After hearing this, Francesca pursed her lips and smiled, "According to the life span of elves, they should indeed be called old friends. "Well, and an old elf who has lived for 10,000 years.

After making fun of each other, they quietly drank tea and ate snacks. Then, Jiang Ning began to arrange further study plans for Geralt based on his current situation. Viselmir stayed here for a few days before taking his leave and continuing his wanderings of the continent.