Roy's answer was crisp.

From the moment he received the verdict a year and a half ago, his cultivation path had been accompanied by all kinds of suffering. When he regained his fighting talent, he cut himself open and then used healing techniques to heal him over and over again, endured the pain of the frenzy of heaven and earth energy when meditating, the pain of being tortured by Kameni and a group of teachers, and the pain of dying and living several times a day when he studied with the sword spirit.

Now that such sins have been borne down, what are you afraid of? Could it be that this dwarf technique is more terrifying than the death and resurrection of the sword spirit?

"Are you sure?" the dwarf asked again. There was something strange about his expression.

"......Indeed," Roy was about to reply, when he suddenly became vigilant, "wait, is that a great sin?"

You know, a straight-tempered dwarf never asks a second question.

If a dwarf asks you if you want to eat, and you're polite, he'll eat it all without hesitation, and wonder why you're so stupid.

If a dwarf asks you if you can chop your head with an axe, and you jokingly answer yes, then the next second his axe will appear on your head, and then he will say to his companion next to him with an inexplicable look on his face, this guy is even more stupid.

Dwarves are impatient, superstitious, and straight-to-go. Never distinguishes between jokes and backlash in the same way as humans. Roy couldn't know much about their nature.

And at this moment, the dwarf axe spirit actually asked the same question twice in a row, which had to make him feel vigilant. Moreover, he saw the look of the sword spirit next to him. It's weird, too, and seems to know something.

"It's one thing to be guilty, the problem is our dwarf ......" The dwarf scratched his head, his face was dazed, and he muttered a few words in his mouth that Roy didn't hear a word clearly, and then said, "This set of exercises is called Angry Meteor." You sit down and memorize a mantra......"

After saying that, the dwarf didn't care if Roy remembered it or not. The blurt is a long list, "Asthalov Gastatnawiki ......"

What kind of mantra is this? Roy was stunned. However, at this time, he didn't have time to think about it. Hurry up and follow the axe spirit, read it again and again, and memorize it by heart.

During the recitation, Roy found that these strange syllables were very familiar. As a child in the dungeons, he used to hear dwarves talking to themselves. These superstitious guys, always. Whether it's when they're angry, complaining, happy, or focused on something, they will have a lot of syllables coming out of their mouths.

Roy initially thought it was some kind of dwarven vernacular. But later he learned that the dwarves did not speak the native language. Their language is exactly the same as that of humans. And these syllables, even the dwarves themselves do not understand what they mean, anyway, from birth, they have already known it.

When they express their feelings, these syllables will naturally appear in their mouths. And the dwarves discern the feelings of the others in the group. It is also common to rely on such syllables.

If a dwarf utters a voice like "Maleg scraping the Ovaz, Elouz Ifto", stay away from him, for that is a precursor to a fury.

At this time, Roy suddenly felt that his mind had become less calm, and he was angry. Out of nowhere, it suddenly appeared. And, with this spell in his mouth, this anger is still climbing with an unstoppable momentum.

After less than a hundred strange syllables, the dwarf didn't stop at all, and led Roy to repeat it again. Over and over again, by the time the dwarf had stopped, and Roy was chirping in his mouth. The more he read it, the redder his face became. The veins on the forehead will be exposed.

"Are you really sure to teach him this?" the sword spirit communicated silently to the axe spirit. In the state of the soul, they don't need to communicate with their voices at all. ...,

"This kid has been in the dwarf dungeon before, and he can be regarded as a member of the dwarves, teaching him this does not violate the ancestral teachings," the dwarf said to Roy while communicating with the sword spirit: "Now run the reason, concentrate the fighting qi on the first small Zhou Tian, and seal the other meridians......"

Hearing the voice of the dwarven axe, Roy almost subconsciously did as he asked.

When the Truth Decision runs, the source power in the body is transformed into Dou Qi with the operation of the Truth Decision, and it rushes into the first small Zhou Tian of the meridians. Because the other meridians had been sealed, when more and more fighting energy was squeezed into this little Zhou Tian, Roy only felt that his whole body was about to explode.

Not only is it vindictive, but there is also an anger that is difficult to resolve.

At this moment, he seemed to see Bollabel falling under the butcher's knife of the Firean, seeing Tom standing in front of him, and seeing the cold faces of those who stood high above......

"This kid's rage is growing so fast......" Sword Spirit looked at Roy's expression carefully, and said in surprise, "How do you feel faster than a real dwarf." ”

The dwarf axe spirit laughed and said, "He's not a good-natured guy. If I hadn't known that his temper stinks worse than that of a dwarf, how could I have taught him this?"

"Song of the Raging Warrior. A smile tugged at the corner of Sword Spirit's mouth, "I'm afraid he can't even dream of it, he is the first human in this world to learn the Song of the Angry Warrior." ”

Roy, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed at the moment, his face was as red as blood, and he didn't know that what the dwarf had just taught him was not a mantra of exercises, but the song of the angry warriors of the dwarf clan.

The Rage Warrior is a fighting class unique to the Dwarves. From time immemorial to the present day, it has been regarded by the dwarves as the most powerful and respected guardian of their clan.

Rage warriors are not overrepresented among dwarven warriors. Out of a hundred dwarves, usually only one is qualified to enter the altar of the dwarves and receive the legacy of the Wrath Warrior.

On weekdays, the Raging Warrior is no different from the ordinary dwarves, just as straightforward, kind, obsessed with ore and smelting, honest and superstitious, and fond of drinking. There is no threat to be felt. But once it enters a state of rage, it completely changes as a person. Cold, cruel and ferocious, they are known for their madness and uncommunicable savagery when they dare to fight dragons alone.

The dwarf's kind and honest nature was swept away by the angry warrior who entered a state of rage. They only exist to protect the dwarves. No matter who it is. Even if it is a friend they have known for decades, as long as they feel threatened by their clan, they will not hesitate to cut off each other's heads.

No one can ever reason with a furious dwarven warrior, not even a dragon. Again, no one has been able to subdue them. No matter how strong an opponent is, he can't end a dwarven rage warrior's frenzied attack before his heart stops beating completely.

They are the most ruthless and cruel killers, whenever they feel the need. They will not hesitate to kill the entire village of the enemy, from the infant to the dying elderly. They will stare at the Red Warrior's signature red eyes. Carrying a giant axe like a door, they tirelessly attack any enemy that comes into their sight until the world is nothing but blood and scrap of flesh.

Because of this. For a long time, the angry warriors among the dwarves have been criticized by other races. Elves don't like the Dwarven Wrath Warriors, and humans have asked the Dwarves to sever the legacy of the Wrathed Warriors after the final battle. In many history books, the Dwarven Fury Warrior is depicted as a demon possessing the Dwarfs.

Among the dwarves, the Rage Warrior is the most sacred and noble. They are extremely high in status and respected by every dwarf. No one can speak ill of a wrath warrior in front of a dwarf. If you can't keep your mouth shut, then at least prepare for a duel with the dwarves...,

It has been more than three hundred years since the sword spirit knew the axe spirit.

As a side by side fighting demons in that dark age, you can give your back to each other's companions. The friendship and understanding between them is even far better than that of their biological brothers.

The sword spirit knows that the Song of the Angry Warrior is the secret method for the dwarves to enter a state of rage. Like a mage's spell, Song of the Wrathful Warrior allows the Dwarves to increase their rage to the maximum in an instant. Combined with the special fighting spirit operation mode, it will enter a state of rage and increase its strength exponentially.

The Song of the Angry Warrior is the secret of the dwarves. Only the chosen dwarves are eligible for the esoteric legacy. And every angry warrior can't leak the secret method for the rest of his life. Not even their parents, wives and children. As a member of the dwarves, the axe spirit is no exception.

But. He was different from the other dwarves. The reason why he was qualified to teach Roy the secret method was because he was originally the king of the dwarves...... Roy felt like he had been thrown into a fiery furnace.

The whole body seemed to be wrapped in endless flames and thick iron walls, and the fighting spirit was moving quickly in the closed Xiao Zhoutian, without the slightest catharsis. If the pain can still be endured, then the most unbearable thing for him is the inexplicable anger caused by that strange mantra.

This anger, like the curse of the devil, tormented him. Let him not be able to control his own sanity. Both the mind and the body are out of control. The fighting spirit was accompanied by the anger brought by that strange mantra, and both the meridians and the heart seemed to be about to explode.

"Now, let go of the meridians, and the fighting qi turns into the second small Zhoutian, bounded by the center of the spine, with the right side going forward and the left side going backwards. The dwarf's voice rang in Roy's ears.

Roy hurriedly let go of the closed meridians and released the source power into the second week.

In the cultivation of Dou Qi, improving two layers of Dou Qi can open up a small Zhou Tian. Every five small weeks are combined into a big week, which is the first order of vindictive energy.

These are reflected in the visual visualization from the outside, which is that for each small week, the circular battle ring will light up one-fifth, and for every five small weeks, the battle ring will be doubled.

The star level of the knight is divided according to this characteristic of the fighting spirit. When the knight boys learn this kind of knowledge, they like to directly equate it. To put it simply, two layers of fighting spirit are equal to one week, and one star is equal. Ten layers of Dou Qi are equal to five, a small Zhou Tian is equal to a big Zhou Tian, and a large Zhou Tian is equal to the first order of Dou Qi.

The general Dou Qi Mind Method usually only has fifteen to thirty small weeks. After all, thirty small Zhou Tian is the sixth order of Dou Qi, that is, the level of a paladin. There are not many such high-level exercises, and many low-level exercises can only be cultivated up to ten small Zhou Tian.

The truth that Roy had seen before was this kind of low-level road goods. After ten hours of Zhou Tian, no matter how much you cultivate, you can't have any improvement. The only good thing is: The opening of Xiao Zhou Tian can accommodate other Dou Qi Gong methods, although it will take a certain amount of time to adjust, but at least there is no need to start over.

However, the full version of Roy's current cultivation is definitely different, it has a total of sixty small Zhou Tian. Roy has now cultivated to the tenth small Zhou Tian, that is, the peak of the first order, as long as he breaks through to the eleventh Xiao Zhou Tian. You can enter the stage of the second-order brave knight.

On weekdays, Roy's fighting spirit runs in ten small weeks. But now. The dwarven axe spirit asked him to limit all his fighting energy to a small week.

It's like pouring all the wine in a big barrel into a small wine bag, and the uncomfortable taste can be imagined.

Therefore. When he heard the dwarf say that he could start the second little week, even when he was not so sober, Roy felt relieved. After all, although it is still a small wine bag, two is better than one. However, when he did what the dwarf said, he realized that his idea was too beautiful. ...,

Now, he felt ten times more pain than just now!

The fighting energy in the body doubled with the opening of the second small week. They were surging, constantly pounding the flesh and blood veins, and the anger generated by that mysterious mantra was pushing the qi and blood to speed up, so as to speed up the running speed of the fighting qi.

It was a feeling that was completely different from the pain experienced in the Sword Spirit Realm. If you cut off your head or pierce your chest with a sword in a fight. If it is only torture, then this pain under extreme anger is a kind of mental and physical torture.

Roy has no way of putting into words what it feels like.

His body was trembling violently, and the fury was growing rapidly, and the painful images were playing in his mind over and over again, and his teeth were already biting blood. His eyes were red, his neck was as thick as a cow, and his sinuous green tendons were raised high.

Suddenly, the fighting qi that was running along the positive and negative routes suddenly broke through the boundaries of the spine at this moment and collided together.

Roy only felt a buzz in his head, and the whole person jumped up like a leopard, grabbed the axe-like ruling from the spatial ring with his backhand, and slashed it out.

There was a loud bang, and the whole room trembled in Roy's fierce axe. The magic of the room forbade the light curtain to change color dramatically. If it weren't for the protection of the magic array, I'm afraid that the entire room would have been destroyed by his axe.

After the axe, the imprisoned fighting spirit and anger poured out like a flood that had found a gap.

The third week, the fourth week, the fifth week......... Roy's eyes were red, his face was cold, and he slashed out one axe after another. At this moment, he seemed to be standing between Alex and Tom, as if he was standing between the Ferry cavalry and the civilians of Bollabelle, as if he was standing in front of the helpless Elethea.

Two battle rings, emerging from his body, turned into clouds of light, and blasted in all directions with his lightning-fast axe. Every time they collided, a thunderous roar erupted, and the room was forbidden to flicker.

However, Roy didn't realize that he actually had two battle rings at the moment, and he just launched a frenzied attack, using up all the qiē methods he had learned. The Dwarven Axe's Thunder Axe, the Sword Spirit's Life-Fighting Swordsmanship, and any kind of martial art learned in the library.

"Eleven Weeks...... Twelve Sundays ......"

The sword spirit and the axe spirit floated in mid-air, looking at Roy's beast-like figure below, counting in his mouth.

Like a beast released from its cage, Roy's fighting spirit has been rising at an almost crazy speed, constantly rushing into new realms. His source power accumulation had already far exceeded his current Dou Qi level, and once it was released at this moment, it was even more out of control.

The power is endlessly climbing.

At first, the expressions of the sword spirit and the axe spirit were still very indifferent, but when they found out that Roy's fighting spirit had rushed to the thirteenth week, the faces of the two of them changed.

"This kid ......," the axe spirit stammered.

Although when he himself entered the state of rage, he had raised his strength to a level that was far more terrifying than Roy's now, but when he first entered the state of rage, he only increased the strength of two little Zhou Tian, that is, two stars.

But now, Roy has been promoted by three weeks at once.

That's not the end of it, though.

Boom, with a loud bang, Roy's figure snapped back from the side of the wall like lightning, the axe was still dragging behind him, and his left hand was punched.

A wind and thunder cannon that was far more powerful than when he was at the ball, with two clusters of battle ring light one after the other, slammed into the void, the air was exploded, and an invisible shock wave spread around, driving the flowing air next to him, and there was a scream. ...,

The battle ring that crashed into the air, like two small beasts, lit up again while jumping back on Roy!

"The fourteenth little week!"

This time, even the steady sword spirit was moved. Although this secret method of the angry warrior will not stabilize the realm. As soon as he exits the rage, Roy will return to his original strength. However, Roy's leap from a first-order armed five-star to a second-order brave four-star was still beyond his expectations.

"Are you sure he doesn't have dwarven blood?" the sword spirit looked at the axe spirit with a strange expression.

The dwarf's nose and eyebrows were wrinkled together.

Logically speaking, the Song of the Angry Warrior and the Secret Technique of the Angry Warrior are unique to the dwarves, and the effect of the secret methods learned by humans is not as good as that of real dwarves.

However, even the most gifted furious warriors among the dwarves had never been raised to such a level when they first entered a state of rage. This is no longer a pervert that can be described. In the eyes of the dwarves, Roy is simply a demon who has robbed him of his sign. He even wondered if it was a good idea to teach him the secret methods of the Fury Warrior.

"Fifteenth Little Sunday. ”

As Roy's battle ring lit up again, Sword Spirit sighed and said. At this time, there was no shock in his tone. It's as if you've resigned yourself to your fate.

However, they also knew that this was the highest level that a low-ranking knight could achieve after entering a state of rage. The reason is very simple, because when Dou Qi enters the third order, that is, the stage of the just knight, it is no longer enough to rely on the first source power nebula of the lower abdomen.

If you want to break through, you must open up the Second Source Force Nebula located in the chest. And without the support of the Second Source Force Nebula, no matter how strong the First Nebula is, it can't support more than four battle rings. This also means that even though Roy already has the strength of a third-order Dragon Moon Wizard who is equal to a third-order fair knight in terms of professional level, even though there is an element of magic in his fighting spirit, it is impossible for him to improve his realm anymore.

Roy's frenzied attacks continued. The sword spirit and the axe spirit are only glad that the prohibition in the room of the Tower of Fantasy is set according to the Great Light Knight, otherwise, this place would have been demolished by this kid a long time ago.

Just when the Axe Spirit and the Sword Spirit thought that Roy's power explosion had reached its peak, suddenly, two battle rings spun out from his thin body!

Sixteen small Sundays, just knights, four battle rings!

The sword spirit and the axe spirit were completely confused. They stared blankly at Roy, unable to believe their eyes.

"Boom!"

After a wind and thunder cannon that was far ten times stronger than before, Roy fell to the ground with his head on his back as if he had collapsed.

The Sword Spirit and the Axe Spirit looked at him in a daze.

After a long time, the sword spirit said in surprise: "What's going on?"

"I don't know, I've never seen anyone ...... like this in a state of rage," the dwarf muttered to the expression on his face, how strange and strange it was, "but I'm sure his temper must be unimaginably bad." ”

Although it was a little late, I still said happy birthday to the gods...... To be continued) RQ