Originally, it only took a day to ride a horse, but it took the two a day and a night to return to the tribe.

Fatigue was one of the factors slowing down the trip, but the main reason was that both of them carried a lot of loot, so they walked more and more slowly.

Walking with a heavy load on your back is extremely exhausting, and if there is a monster attack on the way back, then it will be really unfortunate. Fortunately, this situation did not give birth.

The treasures that the two brought back from the desert caused a sensation among the tribe, such as staircase handrails decorated with gold, various gold and silver figurines, and even made of Mithril that had not been rusted for countless years. The eyes of the onlookers cast many complex colors such as envy, jealousy, greed, joy, and gratification. The chief Abiad was particularly excited, the income from this wealth would greatly increase the strength of the tribe, and even if he faced the pressure of Tyr, his confidence would be greatly increased.

What made the chief even more ecstatic was that the two of them had only collected the belongings of the first layer of the ruins, and it was likely that there were more treasures left at the bottom of the ruins, and the tribe could send people to clean the sand at the bottom of the ruins and enter the ruins to explore.

For three days, the tribe was immersed in a carnival atmosphere, and the subsequent elves set up tents around the ruins, cleaning the sand from the interior day and night. Various ancient relics have been unearthed one after another, such as water cups used by ancient elves, dinner plates, knives and forks used for eating, and a small number of weapons. However, the most common deity statues and shrines are still present.

In ancient times, there were gods and gods, and the elves happened to be a devout race, so countless works of art were based on gods and religions. However, after the Purification War, the gods stayed away from Attas, some legends indicate that they were disappointed in Atas and stayed away from her, and some point out that they died in the Purification War in order to protect their race, and no one knows the truth, and no one cares.

Today's elves have long forgotten the gods who once sheltered them in ancient times, and to the craftsmen of the Scorpion tribe, they are just pieces of ancient precious metal whose names they don't know. As a result, exquisite statues were sent into the furnace, and the beautiful elven girl with a bow and arrow, the handsome male elf sword dancer, the kind and kind elf old man, etc., were melted at high temperature, and then forged and deformed, becoming pieces of gold or silver ingots.

In addition to the statues, the other living antiquities were also divided, and the various gold and silver tableware and ornaments were divided equally among the elves who excavated the ruins. The undamaged weapons were given to some of the most powerful warriors in the tribe, the chief Abiad, the 'Red Hand' Stiqi, Fatoumah, Fahd, and Hassan all received an ancient elven Mithril scimitar. Muhadi was not yet a warrior, just a slave, but because of the merits of the current ruins, he also received a handful. This was the envy of the rest of the tribe, considering that Atas metal was scarce, and most people still used obsidian or bone weapons.

During the three days, Fatumah did not run around, but found time to concentrate on teaching Muhadi martial arts. The elf girl was very interested, according to her, the chief was on the rise, although she was worried that Muhadi was a human, but she persuaded her, and "Fahd's bastard" didn't know why she was helping on the side, so the chief finally nodded yes.

Fatumai is accustomed to using a combination of a knife and a dagger, and is good at winning by degree, so the focus of her teaching is also on degree.

Compared with the ancient elves, although today's Atas elves have lost a lot of traditions and cultures, their martial arts have been passed down and continuously strengthened. As Fatuma wielded her scimitar and dagger, she swung rhythmically out of the whirlwind like a whirlwind, short assaults, vicious slashes, and insidious backstabs.

The girl's patient demonstration and detailed explanation. Muhadi tried to memorize and then imitate it with his heart.

Muhadi had already accumulated some combat experience and skills on Earth, and now he was able to learn the elven martial arts of Attas, which was also handy. Every move and style is decent.

In terms of control of the body, Muhathir felt that he was stronger than when he was on Earth, even if there were some strange and strange moves, with a little study, he could wield them freely. I don't know if this is the effect of the time travel, or if it is the result of Lyra's psychic ability training course.

The young man stood with his legs slightly apart, his knees slightly bent, and his whole person looked like a beast ready to be prepared. Every muscle, every nerve seemed to be full of strength, and the obsidian scimitar used for training was held in his hand, pointing directly at the elven girl opposite.

"Your stance is too flamboyant!" cried out Fatoumah. "It's not hand-to-hand combat in a bar, with your body turned to the side, one in front and one in the back. Let the side face the enemy so that his strike area will be smaller!"

Hearing this, Muhati immediately adjusted, turned his body slightly sideways, and his eyes were still staring at the other party like a falcon.

"It's good to know never let your guard down. The elf girl said yes, then lowered her body and sprinted.

By elven standards, Fatuma was not yet an adult, and was smaller, even more so when he lowered his body. Seeing her all coming from a much lower position than he expected, Muhathir was a little caught off guard, and his opponent's slash was angled to slash right where the blade was difficult to balance.

Muhadi took half a step back, and before he could gain a firm footing, the elven girl's dagger stabbed out from an incredible angle, and Muhadi had no choice but to push half a step further to avoid the fatal blow.

Fatumah gained the upper hand and continued to pursue, his body spinning lightly, and the scimitar slashed with the kinetic energy of turning, and Muhadi was numb and had no time to adjust his posture to meet the blow again.

Machete, dagger, scimitar, dagger. The elven girl's offensive was as continuous as a sandstorm, and it was invulnerable. The boy felt that he was simply fighting against a multi-handed whirlwind, completely overwhelmed, and in just three breaths, his scimitar was knocked away, and the next moment the scimitar was on his neck.

"Always face your opponent with his back to the light!" Fatumah retracted his dagger and retreated to its place, "forcing his opponent to attack against the harsh light of the desert." ”

"Remember to keep moving, not only does it make it harder for you to hit, but your body on the move carries a huge amount of kinetic energy that makes your attacks more powerful, which is especially effective against powerful enemies. ”

Muhadi was hungry for learning, and at the same time, he confirmed the fighting skills he had mastered on Earth. Soon, he entered the realm of self-forgetfulness, and every move seemed to be broken down, so clear and thorough, that he seemed to have an illusion that he could predict his opponent's moves based on the clues before his moves—the twitching of the shoulder muscles, and the wandering of his eyes. And this prediction is almost nine times out of ten, and it never fails.

Fatuma patiently taught, but his heart churned like a wave of sand. This human boy named Muhadi was obviously a little immature and pale in martial arts at the beginning, but in less than half a day, he became more sleek and mature, although he was often forced into a desperate situation by himself, he could always use ingenious sudden tricks to level the situation again.

At the beginning, he was almost able to play with his opponent between applause, and I don't know when he had to use the experience accumulated in countless life-and-death battles to deal with it, and in the end, the elf girl was helpless, and she needed to rely on a little luck to defeat the opponent quickly.

Who is this human boy who was picked up from the desert by himself and is full of doubts all over his body?

"Stop!" Fatumah knocked Muhadi's scimitar off again, then stopped the practice.

"It's training in martial arts, and if you use psionic energy, there's no point. The maiden said to Muhadi.

Muhadi was then freed from his trance, and asked in confusion, "Psionics? I didn't use any psionic powers." ”

"You're using psionic powers to predict my actions!" the girl said angrily, then seeing Muhadi's expression, "Don't you really know?"

"I really don't know. Lyra ...... The psionic master who lives in the Dust Hall hasn't given me any psionic power at all, and she's been training my psychic strength. ”

"You don't understand anything, Ajibai Muhadi. Fatumai looked at the boy with the same eyes as he looked at the freak, "Psionic energy is not magic, how can there be systematic incantations, spell-casting steps and other things to speak of? No one can teach you how to use psionic energy 'concretely', you can only 'comprehend' the use of psionic energy yourself, and the role of the guru is only to guide. ”

"Although I don't have psionic talent, I also know a little bit about this knowledge, and you were obviously using psionic 'battle prediction' just now, so you can predict my attack and target defense. ”

It dawned on Muhadi that he had unconsciously mastered a new spiritual power, and thought that Lyra didn't really intend to teach him at all.

"Don't get complacent too soon. The girl smiled slyly, "To become a samurai, you must go through the guò 'bite arrow' ritual, and then see if you can not make a fool of yourself." ”

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