Ling Zifeng listened to the king's heartfelt praise, his old face turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "Hey~ The king, you have praised it falsely, I am just a little trick." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Leonidas had a rare rest after fighting all day, and then he was in the mood to speak.

He sat opposite Ling Zifeng and said disapprovingly: "No, I think your fighting skills are really clever. ”

As he spoke, he picked up his saber and held it flat on his chest with one hand.

Looking at this long sword that I don't know how many enemy lives it took, it was still sharp and cold, and the long sword of a day's fierce battle was almost undamaged, and there was not even an obvious gap!

It can be seen how much the Spartans paid attention to protecting their weapons in battle, and at the same time, it can also be seen how clever their fighting skills are, Ling Zifeng saw another burst of admiration.

I heard the king ask Ling Zifeng with some doubts: "Seeing how confident you were when you went into battle, it seems that you are very confident to deal with such a large opponent?" ”

Ling Zifeng thought about his experience in the cellar of "Harry Potter", nodded and replied: "In a previous trip, I did solve a guy similar to a giant man by chance. ”

"They are powerful, but they don't seem to have very good brains."

As he spoke, he patted his head with his hand, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "My little trick is easy to deal with these stupid guys, and it will definitely not be so effective in the face of other enemies." ”

In fact, Ling Zifeng had been thinking hard about how he would face the enemies in the reincarnation world.

To put it simply, he is looking for a way to fight that works for him.

Warriors, fighting with swords and shields.

Assassins, fight with daggers and assassination techniques.

Magician, fight with spells.

This seems to be a matter of course, it stands to reason that Ling Zifeng should also use magic to fight, he has always been a magician.

But because of his pitiful mana, he had already broken the thought, and a few of the more powerful spells could not be unleashed.

So he was very confused along the way, the only magic ability he could rely on was almost a chicken rib in a real battle, who called him low mana?

Ling Zifeng was hesitating, and Leonidas laughed.

The king interrupted his thoughts, and said earnestly, "I don't know how you magicians fight, but I do know that there is a great fighting skill in legend, very similar to the sword you used to kill the giant earlier!" ”

Ling Zifeng was puzzled when he heard what he said, and asked puzzledly, "What combat skills?" ”

Leonidas frowned, and said with a difficult recollection: "It seems that what is called swordsmanship, it is also from the East. Aren't you from the East? You don't know? It's the kind of person who can kill people with a flying sword.。。 That... ”

Leonidas looked at Ling Zifeng, who was also frowning and thinking, and asked very casually: "In the East, isn't a magician called a cultivator?" The sword that the cultivator flew。。。。。。 ”

"Ahh That's it! Edgeworthiness! ”

Finally, after hearing the king's description of the cultivator, the mist that had been blindfolded in front of Ling Zifeng's eyes suddenly dispersed.

He jumped up excitedly and shouted, startling Mo Sandi beside him, and also stood up and looked at Ling Zifeng who was dancing with a puzzled face.

The three words "Imperial Sword Technique" kept echoing in Ling Zifeng's mind, and the problems that had plagued him for a long time and how to fight seemed to be solved.

Ling Zifeng is a standard fairy sword fan.

Imagine that Chinese boy would not be interested in the sword fairy "Imperial Sword Technique"?

He was suddenly realized by Leonidas' mention that the previous method of controlling the long blade with a wand was so similar to the sword mastery!

Magic cultivation is in the same vein, but the method of controlling energy is different, but if you can use the magic envoy flying sword。。。。。。

Thinking of this, Ling Zifeng laughed stupidly.

Imagine how you can fly freely in the clouds after learning Edgeworth, and when the time comes, you won't be overwhelmed by the enemy, and the enemy will be split in half in a flash.

He thought that he would be invincible in the world of reincarnation from now on, and one day he would start a sect and flourish.

It's unpleasant to accept more than 100 apprentices from him.

Hide a few more rooms of beauty, and double cultivation every day. . . Hey, hey, hey...

Full of joy, a woman seemed to call him in his ear, the voice was very charming, I don't know how many concubines he came to call her husband to sleep.

When Ling Zifeng was about to respond to this coquettish voice, he suddenly felt a hot pain on his face, and the scenery in front of him returned to normal.

I saw Mo Sandi standing on the opposite side and looking at him with a worried face, and before he could put down his raised right hand, it seemed that he had slapped someone hard just now.

She said helplessly, "Hey, hey! Wake up! Why do you fall into evil when you talk about it? Look at you! Saliva is pouring out! Wipe it off! ”

As she spoke, she handed over a handkerchief and looked at Ling Zifeng like an idiot.

Ling Zifeng's face was flushed by her, and he wiped away his saliva with an embarrassed smirk.

Smelling the faint aroma on the handkerchief, I couldn't help but think of the coquettish voice in my fantasy just now。。。。。。

In order to hide his embarrassment, Ling Zifeng said to Mo Sandi: "Your handkerchief was soiled by me, wait until I wash it before returning it." ”

As he spoke, he drew his wand and unleashed a cleansing charm.

The brilliance flashed, and the handkerchief that had been stained with saliva was as clean as ever.

Looking at the miraculously defiled handkerchief, Mo Sandi's eyes lit up and couldn't help but praise: "Hehe! Your magic is really amazing, it's very convenient to use to wash clothes or something, it's much better than soap powder! ”

Ling Zifeng thought proudly: "That's not it!" What is there a stain or not, not to mention the soap powder used by ancient people like you, even if it is a washing machine in his world, it is impossible to catch up with the magic of magic. ”

He thought triumphantly about the magical effects of his magic, even though it was a bit brutal to wash clothes.

But then he thought of a certain sister-in-law in a book he had read, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with her not using that "Shenhui" to burn wood for cooking. (Please refer to the work "The Night")

That's right, no matter how subtle something is, it only makes sense if it has a practical use.

Whether it's laundry or cooking, Ling Zifeng is such a practical person.

So after he returned the handkerchief to Mo Sandi, the first thing he did was to wave his wand and slowly levitate an ownerless long sword on the battlefield in front of him.

He's going to try his mind and use magic to use his swordplay!

Watching him cast another spell and hover his weapon in the air, everyone around the campfire became interested.

They gradually gathered around one by one, looking at the long sword that seemed to be still in the air, and everyone whispered for a while, looking forward to Ling Zifeng's performance.

The long sword floating in the air has moved!

……

There was no clear humming, and there was no shocking rainbow.

The long sword flew in the night sky in front of the campfire, and it flew very slowly, slowly, like a small-footed old lady over the age of six, moving its real body crookedly.

Ling Zifeng was holding his wand with a flushed face, and he struggled to control the "flying sword" in front of him.

At this time, the "flying sword" went east and west for a while, and like a drunk, he couldn't find his way at all.

Mo Sandi, who was standing at the other end of the bonfire, looked at the sword suspended in the air, and she said with a strange expression: "This... This is Edgeworthiness? ”

Obviously, she felt that this kind of combat skill was very unreliable, and maybe it could not be considered a combat skill at all.

Leonidas looked at the sword floating in the air, and he thought to himself, "If this is enough to perform a trick, it would be too much of a joke to use it to kill the enemy." ”

The king shook his head secretly, and suddenly felt that the death of the giant man might have been just an accident.

Ling Zifeng was in an extremely embarrassing situation at this time, he didn't expect that it would be so difficult to control things to fly with magic.

Hovering magic is very low, but it is extremely difficult to control objects with this spell and fly as you wish.

It wasn't until many years later that Ling Zifeng understood that although he had touched the way at this time, there was a gap between the hovering magic and the flying of the sword, and there was a gap between it that was not known how many Pacific Oceans wide.

Because the former only needs to trigger the magic rules with a spell, it's like lighting a candle to illuminate a small courtyard.

The latter, on the other hand, requires extremely complex rune engravings to achieve the effect of multi-directional control, which is as complicated as building a rocket thruster compared to lighting a candle.

However, what seemed like a naïve attempt at this time opened up Ling Zifeng's understanding of the nature of combat and the beginning of his analysis of skills.

Since then, it has also become an opportunity for him to change from weak to strong.

It's a pity that Ling Zifeng didn't understand this at this time, he just looked at this miserable long sword in a daze, and gradually understood the key to failure.

The problem is back to square one, it's too slow...

Leonidas looked at Ling Zifeng, who was a little discouraged, and smiled: "It's indeed a bit slow, but do you only have this kind of magic that can make objects fly?" Is there anything else I can do to make it faster? ”

Ling Zifeng scratched his head and thought, "Magic that can make objects fly, control direction, and be fast." There is one, but that kind of magic is even more unreliable. ”

"Flying Spell?! Definitely not! Because it's a kind of auxiliary magic that summons objects from a distance. He shook his head secretly, and continued to think in his heart:

"If you use the Flying Charm to control the sword, it will only pierce him. Before he could meet the enemy, he was stabbed to death by himself, and I don't know if this kind of behavior will make the enemy laugh to death. ”

"Hey~ It's really a blue thin shiitake mushroom."

Ling Zifeng sighed heavily, thinking that his infatuation had finally turned into delusion, and he was depressed.

He can easily control the longsword to float in the air with hovering magic, but unfortunately it is difficult to control the longsword's flying.

The dream of Edgeworth Flying Immortals, at least for now, seems to be really just a dream, but dreams always have to be there, otherwise what's the difference between them and salted fish?

So Ling Zifeng no longer thought about these temporarily useless things, and his lofty dreams had to start step by step, so he turned his mind to care about his current task.

He found that the king of Sparta seemed to be confident in defeating the enemy, but thinking about some of the plots he had seen in advance, he still asked with some concern: "Your Majesty, do you think we can win tomorrow?" ”

King Leonidas looked at Ling Zifeng's worried expression and seemed to understand something.

But he still said firmly: "It's not tomorrow!" It's not the day after tomorrow! But from start to finish, no one will be able to stop us, and we will achieve the ultimate victory! ”

Hearing the king's magnificent and heroic declaration, the surrounding Spartan warriors shouted long live again, and their morale also reached a new high.

In fact, the king was not as heroic as he appeared in his heart, he hid his worries deep in his heart, and he knew that the morale he had now could not be weakened in the slightest.

For it is only with this transcendent morale that the enemy's huge legions can be resisted with a great disparity in numbers.