Chapter 45: Even My Grandma Can Kill Him!

"What's that?" The look of doubt on the rookie brave's face was genuine, which showed that she didn't deliberately hide her secrets and not teach the core content to someone, but because she didn't know that there was such a problem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Well, the most critical part of the critical exercise method is the breathing and force chapter, otherwise any person who exercises himself half to death every day can claim to have mastered this ancient training method, but in fact there is an essential difference between the two, although the latter can also exercise the ability to react, in terms of effect, it can not be compared with the former at all. ā€

Luo Luo will be suspicious, "These are actually all nonsense from you, in order to escape training, right?"

Rob sighed, "Seeing that we are about to enter the dungeon, can we have more trust between us?"

"I thought you were washing the dishes, but it turned out that you just wanted to slip away. ā€

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"But what you said may be reasonable, my teacher actually only taught me for a month, mainly some basic swordsman courses, he left in a hurry, before leaving told me to practice well, and then teach me new things when he returns. Lolo said.

"But he didn't come back in the end?" Rob asked tentatively.

The more familiar the two became, the more the would-be magister could feel that the girl seemed to be carrying some secrets, and there was actually an unknown side hidden under her hearty and open-minded appearance, which would only be revealed at the last moment of life and death, and Rob had seen the tip of the iceberg when facing the two-headed demon wolf before.

The magician wasn't a nosy man, but he must admit that he was getting more and more interested in the fog behind the girl.

"Hmm. Luo Luo nodded, obviously not intending to continue dwelling on this topic, and pulled out his saber from his waist, "Did you say before that this so-called critical exercise method will be much worse if you practice without breathing and force skills?"

"Uh, that's right, what's wrong?" a sense of foreboding rose in the heart of the future Ultra Magister.

"A lot worse means that it still works. ā€

"Wait, can't you find the point of this sentence," Rob was speechless, "It's a thankless thing to practice like this." ā€

"So?"

"So I propose that you put your sword down and let's go find a place to sleep well, uh, I mean, of course, sleep separately, and then wait until the next day after breakfast, our bodies are almost recovered, what do you think of the idea?"

"We're going to leave the camp early tomorrow morning and officially enter the dungeon, Captain Hansen has specifically told us that we must make sure that everyone's body is in the best condition before leaving, so we can't train in the morning, you actually know it in your heart. Lolo shook his head, mercilessly exposing someone's lies.

"Instead of racking your brains all day long to avoid training, it's better to think seriously about how you can make the most of this training time and make every minute as valuable as possible. ā€

Rob was helpless, the little abacus in his heart was clearly seen by others, and it was impossible to successfully escape it no matter what, so he had to draw his long sword and smile bitterly, "Sometimes I think you are stubborn like a cow." ā€

However, the magician also has his advantages, and seeing that it was useless to resist, he quickly accepted the reality in front of him, moved his wrist, and shouted at the female swordsman, "Come on, I won't be easily knocked down by you this time." ā€

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That being said, the future Super Magister has been put down by the rookie brave many times.

However, this time Rob's mental state is obviously much better than when he first trained, although his body is still tired, but his brain has been awake, and his battle instincts are quite terrifying when the quasi-mage is serious, of course, usually he holds a legendary staff in his hand, not an ordinary iron sword worth a silver coin.

If the Lord of the Eternal Night was still in his hands, Rob would have at least twenty ways to subdue her effortlessly at the moment when the rookie hero swung her sword, but now he could only watch as the sword slapped on his shoulder.

Although the girl used the spine of the sword, and only used two points of strength, the place where she was shot would still be hot and painful.

"Concentrate. Lolo reminded, "You're going to be attacked by me because your block is half a second slower." ā€

The magician burst into tears, this is not a matter of concentration at all Well, as a high-level magician, although he changed his profession halfway, his top-level combat consciousness is still there, and he originally thought that once he was a little careful, he would be able to surprise the rookie brave man opposite, but Rob sadly found that in the end, it was himself who was really surprised, and the magician's movements couldn't keep up with his head at all.

In fact, after a period of fighting, the future Super Magister has almost touched the rookie brave's offensive routine. Including her shooting habits, offensive choices in different situations, some subconscious small movements before making a move, some of which she may not even have noticed.

However, this is useless, Rob finds that even if he can predict all of Lolo's moves, when this really happens, due to the huge difference in the quality of the two sides, he will still be slapped to the ground with a sword.

"Come again!" Rob's pride in his heart was finally aroused, and a skeleton got up from the ground and wiped the sweat and dirt from his face.

This was the first time that a teenager had taken training so seriously, but in exchange for a burst of laughter behind him

"I bet this kid won't survive seven days in the dungeon. ā€

"Seven days? you must be kidding me, if you want me to say, you can't even survive three days with this guy's level. ā€

"This is probably the shittest swordsmanship I've ever seen, even my grandma can kill him!"

"Hahaha, I remember that your grandmother was paralyzed last year and couldn't get out of bed?"

A group of mercenaries leaned in front of the wooden fence of the camp, unscrupulously making fun of the future super magic master, this group of guys had just lost money playing cards, and they were not in a good mood, but when they went out and saw that there was a fool who could be used for their amusement, they all came to the spirit again.

"Ignore them, they're just a bunch of muscular fools with their heads in their heads. Lolo comforted the magician.

Rob shrugged and noncommittal, "Let's continue?"

"No need, let's stop here, today's practice is enough, but if you defend yourself, these things should be enough, and the rest can only rely on you to continue to practice hard, but unfortunately I am afraid that I will not be able to guide you anymore after entering the dungeon." ā€

Although the girl could feel that for some reason the teenager had been very resistant to these swordsmanship training, but once he started the class, he was still quite serious, especially today, Luo Luo could feel the obvious progress on Rob, but she was afraid that this guy would his tail as soon as he was praised, so she secretly added two percent more strength to let Mr. Magician feel a little what despair is.

"Let's go, go back and take time to rest and recuperate, tomorrow we will enter the dungeon. ā€

Rob shook his head, "You go back first, I still have some things to solve." ā€