Chapter 1: Hate Life Doesn't Come Again
On the yellow mud road, pedestrians are like shuttles, from time to time there are pedestrians standing and stopping, looking at two teenagers not far away, one is holding a wooden sword and wooden shield, one is holding a wooden dagger, one is as fast as the wind, one is calm as a mountain, crackling, the sound of percussion, endlessly, the two are obviously fighting against each other, training skills.
Some of the passers-by were disdainful, and some were appreciative, but they all looked at it and ignored it, just two teenagers who had not yet awakened the power of their ancestors.
The Duchy of Florence is located at the southernmost tip of the human world and borders the southern swamp, the people are fierce, and the power of the ancestors needs to be promoted in a battle of life and death.
The young man with the dagger has a handsome face, his blonde hair fluttering, and he is as agile as the wind. It is clearly taking the route of the loiterers.
The young man holding the wooden shield has a straightforward face, black hair like a fluff, and he is as immobile as a mountain. It's obvious that the path of the Flesh Shield Warrior is being taken.
"Oh, my honest brother, you see, I'm going around behind you again."
Syllable! The sound of wooden sticks hitting meat.
"Oh, my honest brother, you have been slashed by me again." The wanderer smiled young.
"Hmph, I have heavy armor, you can't cut it." The honest young man, snorting coldly, turned around sharply, lifted the shield and swept violently, from static to moving, like a landslide.
The wanderer boy was obviously taken aback, his steps were wrong, his body was like a ghost, he narrowly avoided it, his shield swept across, and his wind pressure hung up his face hurt, if he was a little bad just now, he would definitely lose.
How can you lose to your brother?
The wanderer boy couldn't help but take a few steps back and widen the distance, still palpitating, and said unconvinced: "If you were wearing heavy armor, you would have been able to shoot so fast just now." ”
The honest young man, a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I have been conserving my physical strength, waiting for the opportunity, and you have been consuming physical strength." ”
The wanderer boy also had a solemn face, and muttered: "The back of the warrior I want to attack must go around the back, it is true that the consumption is relatively large, but in actual combat, the warrior wears heavy armor and holds a heavy shield, and the consumption will only be greater than that of the wanderer." ”
"Yes, so the warrior should wait for the right moment to strike and strike with all his might." The honest boy agreed.
The two stood, facing each other from a distance, and had already begun to discuss the theory of combat.
After a while, the two argued again, and the wanderer boy struck again, and the honest boy calmly coped.
I also want to save my stamina, the wanderer boy secretly warned himself, the speed of the detour has slowed down significantly, but the angle of attack is more tricky.
I have to anticipate his movements, only in this way can I use the least amount of physical strength to resist the greatest damage, and the honest young man's shining eyes float behind the wooden shield, like a hunter hidden in the bushes.
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At noon, the two dragged their tired bodies to eat bread and chew beef in a roadside restaurant.
"A good wanderer must be able to challenge the warrior alone." The wanderer boy drank the inferior ale in one gulp, and couldn't help but feel proud when he thought of the wonderful moment of the last battle between the two.
The honest young man, munching on beef, snorted coldly unconvinced, and ignored it.
The Wanderer Boy grimaced, but in the end he won.
In the end, his brother exposed a hidden stunt, when he went around the back and was about to launch a backstab with all his might, the brother turned around and turned around instead of a shield sweep, but used the shield to hide the trend of the long sword, stabbed his instep from under the shield, and cut down the three-way Yin damage swordsmanship, how did he think of it, fortunately, fortunately, he had three points of spare strength, otherwise although he could give the warrior a backstab, but his instep would also be pierced by the warrior, and an instep would penetrate, How should a wanderer who has lost the ability to move fight in front of a warrior? It's all a cold sweat when you think about it, but fortunately, you have the spare strength to be able to change your moves halfway, and finally rely on high agility to drag this difficult meat shield warrior to death.
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These two are two brothers, and they are also brothers, although every time the neighbor talks about the life stories of these two brothers, there is more information in their eyes than in their mouths, which fully shows that they are brothers with stories, and most of the stories have happened since the previous generation.
The eldest brother, the wanderer, is called Marcus Vikrant.
The younger brother, the Flesh Shield Warrior, is called Marcus Wittruvius.
They were the two sons of Marcus Cook, who was not a noble family or a country warrior who had awakened the power of his ancestors and succeeded in reaching the conjunction, enough to be a village keeper in the Duchy of Florence.
This year, his two sons, who are already adults, will go to the nearest temple in the town to test their attributes, and if they meet the promotion requirements, they will try to awaken the power of the ancestors.
The two brothers are very confident in this, they have been training hard since they were young, and the elder brother Vikrant, who goes up the mountain every day to catch rabbits, wild cats, snakes, and birds with his bare hands, trains quickly, and improves food for the family by the way. The younger brother, Vitruvius, entered the blacksmith shop from an early age and engaged in the most important profession that a warrior should do, that is, mining, striking iron, moving bricks, and increasing strength.
In the Duchy of Florence, it should be said that in the entire human world, there is a basic decree, promulgated by the Great Temple, and implemented by each Duchy of Humanity, that is, every teenager in adulthood, can enter the temple for free to test the basic attributes, if the main attribute reaches 5 points, that is, the limit value of ordinary humans, then you can take the bloodline enlightenment potion made by the temple, awaken the power of the ancestors, enter the awakening period, break through the coolness of mortals, and achieve a leap in the essence of life. If the main attribute does not reach 5 points, taking the bloodline enlightenment potion will not awaken the power of the ancestors, and the potion will be wasted, except for those whose parents themselves are superb, their children almost do not need training, and the main attribute can reach the limit of 5 points of ordinary humans, country children must be trained from an early age to have a slight possibility of reaching the limit, if the detection does not reach the limit, then according to the decree of the temple, you will be sent back to the countryside and play your greatest role in the principality, which is to reproduce, The magistrates of the principality will urge you to get married and have children as soon as possible, and if you do not move slowly, you will be fined, served with hard labor, and sent to the frontier.
After giving birth, one must also become a believer in Tyr, the main god of mankind, and contribute to the faith and work hard to cultivate until old age and death.
There is no reason, this is not only a decree, but also a way of life, either to become a strong man to die on the battlefield, or to do nothing, old and dead fields, without the need for people to supervise, an ordinary human being, in addition to praying to the gods to contribute faith, cultivate the land, and fill their stomachs?
Nothing can be done.
Every child desires to be strong, including girls, strong women are even more terrible than men, they have a higher elimination rate, they can only be more ruthless to themselves, this is not a safe world, even the gods will fall.
In the Duchy of Florence, the status of the weak is the lowest, followed by women, because women are generally weak, and few women can reach the human limit of 5 points, and even if they do, most of them are children of nobles, because their parents are famous and strong, and they inherit the dominant bloodline of their fathers, so they can easily gain strength.
If you can't awaken the bloodline and complete the leap of life, women are the tools of fertility, and men are the tools of serving the tools of fertility, and only by completing the first leap of life can you truly live with dignity.
The eyes of the two teenagers were full of perseverance and determination.
Full of yearning for the future.
I, Marcus Vikrant, am going to be the most coquettish loiter.
I, Marcus Wittruvius, am going to be the toughest defender.
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In the Duchy of Florence, every town has a small temple with monks and priests who practice and receive offerings from the faithful, and the monks are the richest profession, not because they receive donations from the faithful, but on the contrary, they will give alms to the common people, and they give even more, because they can make potions, all kinds of potions that are extremely important to professionals, including bloodline enlightenment potions that are extremely important to everyone, but potions are controlled items, and the temple is never directly sold to the outside world.
A shrine is a place dedicated to the gods, not a market.
But whether they sell it privately or not, it is not known.
In addition to potions, the temple also has another extremely stable source of income, that is, to explore the crystal, each temple, no matter the size of the probing crystal, as long as you put your hand on the crystal, the crystal will probe the physical attributes of the toucher, and the data is displayed, which is extremely useful for professionals, only quantitative measurement, professionals can understand their next direction of cultivation, for teenagers who have not awakened, it is even more useful, as long as you touch it lightly with your hand, It will be clear whether the prospective professional is eligible to take the Bloodline Enlightenment Potion. If you don't measure it in advance, your body hasn't reached a certain limit, and if you take potions easily, you will inevitably fail, and failure will not only waste the precious blood enlightenment potion, but also cause serious trauma to the body of the person who takes it, and even if you don't die on the spot, you won't have a few years to live.
Fortunately, the temple can allow every school-age teenager to use the probe crystal for free once before taking the bloodline enlightenment potion, which is a generous charity from the temple, if you want to use it a second time, I'm sorry, the cost of using a probing crystal is a kindler, and there is no counteroffer.
In the afternoon, the two teenagers arrived in Fran Town, entered the city hall, and asked the city officials for free use of the Exploration Crystal.
The city officials are obviously unhappy for the two teenagers, who are about to get off work and look for him to do something, the two teenagers should not have seen it, the municipal official is just a clerk, he is not a professional after all, if the two teenagers in front of him are really quasi-professionals, two or three times can put him aside, for the strong, the world has a high tolerance, for the weak, the law is his only reliance, sometimes it is often unreliable.
After the city officials registered, they issued an identity certificate to prove that they belonged to the village of Fran's town and were eligible to use the Exploration Crystal for free in the small temple of Fran's town, and when the two were sent away, the city official also reminded: "You must exercise your body to the limit before you go, otherwise it will be difficult for people who cannot become professionals to earn a gold medal in their lifetime." After all, the city magistrate recalled that when he was young, he was playful, did not exercise hard, did not become a professional, and later managed to enter the city hall, but was called by the professional, although the income was much higher than that of the farmer, but it could not be compared with the real professional, and could not help but sigh.
Hate life doesn't come back.