When An Fei scratched more than 700 marks on the walls of the villa, his physical fitness finally reached its best, each trace represents a day, there is no watch or timer on the island, he can only use this most primitive method to record time. In the past two years, An Fei has been unable to bear it a few times, trying to cross the strait to find a life that can talk to him to relieve loneliness, but after swimming more than ten miles each time, he returns to the isolated island, and people who can't stand loneliness can't do great things!

Anfei's training method is systematic, but the original owner of this body is too cowardly and timid as a mouse, and the progress is very slow when he starts training. The first step in combat training is to train your own eyes, to be precise, it is to curb the instinct of blinking, when an object flies to the front door of a person, ordinary people will blink involuntarily, this is to avoid damage to the fragile eyes, and the main difference between ordinary people and practitioners is here. When the fighters in the ring fight each other, no matter how hard they are hit or where they are hit, the fighters' eyes will look at each other coldly, and those who have not practiced martial arts will never be able to do it.

For example, if someone stands three meters away in front of you and hits you with a brick, the time from the brick to the other person's hand to fly to your body will not exceed 0.5 seconds, and the blink time will take 0.2 seconds to 0.5 seconds, some ordinary people will blink for more than one second because they are afraid, so that before they open their eyes, they have already suffered a heavy blow, and there is no time to react at all. A practitioner will observe the opponent's attack from beginning to end, with enough time for the brain and nerves to react, so as to make quick evasive actions.

An Fei remembers very clearly, the day before he practiced his eyes, he had a snowball fight with his classmates, and that time he was beaten very miserably, and then he completed the entire training in only half a night, and then consolidated the training effect, three days later, he had a snowball fight with his classmates again, he was still comfortable with a dozen by himself, at that time An Fei did not practice physical fitness, and completely relied on the reaction of ordinary people to dodge the other party's snowball, and won the title of the snowball prince, the mysterious experience made An Fei have a fanatical interest in fighting since then, and he has practiced for more than ten years。

The quality of this body is a little worse, in that world, Anfei only took a few days to complete the eye training, but it took half a month on this body, and the progress in other aspects is also very slow, but under Anfei's perseverance, he has practiced hard for more than two years, and finally completed the set goal.

The cultivation of magic is also difficult, although there are Yagor's experience notes, but this thing is of great use to magicians or magisters, but it is of little use to An Fei, what Yagor recorded is his experience, he is not compiling magic textbooks, many basic things Yagor has not written at all, and what he has written is only a brushstroke, and An Fei can only rely on himself to slowly explore.

However, An Fei's comprehension is still very good, after two years of practice, he can finally release a small fireball, and the rest of the magic An Fei still hasn't mastered, for a normal magic apprentice, two years of learning the cultivation speed of a small fireball can already commit suicide, but An Fei is still happy in it, this thing is good! You don't need to bring fires for outings, you don't need flashlights for expeditions, you don't need to prepare firewood in winter, and you don't need a stove for roasting sweet potatoes

In the eyes of most magic apprentices, the small fireball is an offensive magic, but An Fei has completely reformed the use of the small fireball, using the small fireball to ignite the fire is common, sometimes in the morning exercise, he also runs while holding the small fireball, looking like an Olympic torch relay player.

The reform was pleasant, but the direct consequence was that the magic power was not used enough, and An Fei had to extend the time of meditation, but fortunately, he had been practicing pranayama and apnea since he was a child, and he had already cultivated enough concentration, which was nothing.

On this day, An Fei sat on the reef by the sea as usual and practiced Tuna, maybe because of the cultivation of magic, or maybe because the aura contained in this world was more abundant than his world, An Fei felt that his Tunagong was progressing very quickly, otherwise he would not have cultivated a fragile body to be stronger than the body of another world in two years.

It's October, and the sea breeze has brought a little chill, but for a person who practices Tu Na Gong, the evil wind does not enter, and the cold and heat do not invade is the most basic effect.

Suddenly, he felt something, took a breath, walked the twelve-story building in a hurry, and then slowly closed his efforts, opened his eyes, and saw two small black dots appear on the sea in the distance.

Someone is coming! An Fei was surprised and delighted in his heart, this is a magical world, there are mysterious magic, there are magical fighting spirits, there are all kinds of magical beasts, and even the existence of dragons, he doesn't know how much capital he has to survive in such a world, but no matter what, the ugly daughter-in-law will inevitably want to see her in-laws, since the opportunity to be born has appeared, he has no reason to avoid it!

An Fei jumped off the reef and rushed towards the villa as fast as he could, as an assassin, his thoughts were much more thorough than ordinary people, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably stay where he was ecstatic and wait for the ship to approach, while An Fei thought of a lot of things.

There are two kinds of people who come, one is a passer-by who comes to visit Yagor or accidentally comes to the isolated island, and the other is a wicked person who comes to seek revenge on Yagor or pirates, An Fei doesn't want to try his luck, so he must be fully prepared!

Rushing into the villa, An Fei grabbed a burden, turned around and rushed to the back of the villa, and ran to the woods behind the villa, there was a deep pit dug a year and a half ago, An Fei didn't think about it, he threw the burden in the pit casually, and pushed a rock on the edge of the pit into the pit, and then swept all the sand on the side of the pit with his feet, and finally it took a few minutes to dispose of the sand properly, he couldn't let others find anything abnormal about this piece of sand.

The baggage was filled with Yagor's magic diary and magic book, as well as many magic props that An Fei couldn't understand, and the larger props had long been hidden by An Fei in other places. The identities of good people and bad people are not fixed, good people can become bad people at any time, and bad people can also become good people! Even if the person who came was an old friend of Yagor, when he found out that Yagor was dead and left behind a magic diary and magic book of great research value, he might also have the intention of taking it by force, and maybe he would even kill people and kill people! The truth that the puppet is not guilty and that he is guilty of his guilt An Fei understood when he was very young!

Of course, An Fei also left some magic props in the villa, after all, Yagor is a great magician, if he doesn't leave anything, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of others.

The gold and silver utensils in the villa, An Fei did not move, this is for the 'bad guys', the money is all outside the body, the left hand is scattered, the right hand can be earned back, in case the person who comes is a robber or something, he can use money to eliminate disasters, robbers also have human nature, and also have a moral bottom line, he An Fei is very cooperative to hand over all the things to the other party, and then find out some deliberately hidden gold coins, presumably the other party should also give himself a way to live, if the luck is extremely bad, he really met a group of inhumane guys, then fight! Anyway, he Anfei is not a person who is waiting to be killed!

Back at the villa, An Fei put on a homemade mage robe, saying that it was self-made, but in fact, it was a change to Yagor's mage robe. Except for the mage robes made of special materials, the mage robes in this world are almost the same, whether it is a magician of several levels, or a magister of several ranks, or a great magician of several ranks, the mage robes worn are all similar, just like the armor worn by soldiers in various countries. The only difference is that the mage robe worn by the Grand Mage is inlaid with gold trim, the mage robe worn by the Magus is inlaid with silver trim, while the mage is marked with a ribbon, and the Magic Apprentice is not qualified to wear the mage robe. Few people dare to fake this thing, if a magician wears the mage robe of a magister in order to attract the attention of others, once the matter is revealed, he will not only end up ruined, but also hunted down by the magic union!

Anfei removed the gold rim and did not sew ribbons on the mage robes, making it impossible for others to guess his magic level. He deliberately wore a mage robe for another purpose, that is, to hide his strength and create an illusion for the other party! In terms of magical attainments, he An Fei can only send out small fireballs, but when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, An Fei thinks that he still has a lot of lethality, and the other party thinks that he is a mage, so he naturally has to use the method of dealing with the mage to deal with himself, and then he can take advantage of the situation!

An Fei straightened his mage robe, walked out of the villa, and slowly walked towards the seaside, with a warm and honest smile on his face, his pace unhurried, firm and confident. At some point, human nature is like a dog, if you have a confident expression, the other party will not dare to act rashly, if you show timidity, or want to turn around and run away, the dog may catch up at the first time and bark endlessly, or even bite your foot.

The two ships were getting closer and closer, and when An Fei could already see the faces of the sailors on board, two figures flew up from the boat, the difference was that one figure flew above An Fei like a wisp of green smoke and slowly fell, while the other figure drew a dashing parabola in the air and landed on the beach, splashing some sand and gravel.

An Fei was awe-inspiring in his heart, a person is a mage, using a medium-level levitation magic, although the flotation magic can make people fly in the air, but not free flight, whenever up and down or left and right turning, the average magician will have a temporary condensation, and this mage's magic operation brings people a sense of naturalness and freedom, obviously the manipulation of magic has reached the realm of entering the room, An Fei estimates that the lowest person is also a middle-level magister! That samurai didn't use his fighting energy, he could achieve the same effect as the levitation technique with the jumping power of his human body alone, and there wasn't much sand and stones splashed when he landed, which completely violated the rules of gravity that An Fei understood, and it seemed that the samurai's rank was not low!

An Fei's heart was awe-inspiring, but a warm smile appeared on his face: "Hello, two old men. He had already seen the faces of the other two people clearly, the mage was in his fifties, his two long-lived eyebrows were slightly lowered downward, his pale blue eyes were as deep as the sea, the bridge of his nose was high, and his long pale blonde hair added a bit of charm to him. The samurai was over forty years old, and his appearance was very ordinary, but his body was tough and straight like a javelin, giving people a sharp blade-like feeling, and his eyes were brown, and his eyes were full of calmness, as if he didn't care about everything.

"Hello kids. The mage smiled and said, "Excuse me, is Master Yagor living in seclusion here?"

"The two old people are" An Fei neither admitted nor denied it, although he was just chatting and talking, there was also an active and passive distinction, and the party who could keep asking questions naturally took the initiative.

"Little friend, you go and tell Yagor that his old friend has come to see him. The samurai replied.

"My name is Thor, his name is Ernest, you tell our name to Master Yagor, he will understand. The mage laughed.

An Fei looked at Thor up and down, feeling a little confused, in his cognition, a magician's robe should have some logos representing his own identity, his own robe is specially made, used to confuse the public, but he didn't expect that the magician in front of him was the same as himself, a neat and generous robe, but there was no logo, so that An Fei could not estimate the identity and strength of the other party.

It's normal for An Fei not to understand, because he has never reached that height, a nouveau riche always likes to dress up in jewelry, but a real family never bothers to prove himself with gold and silver. In the same way, a magician may like to use a mage robe with a logo to win the respect and fear of others, but a person who is truly at the pinnacle of power does not bother to wear any logo, his voice is power, and his existence is deterrence!

An Fei judged the world from what Yagor did and his living habits, and the starting point was wrong, because Yagor was a special case, he devoted all his energy to studying magic, and his life was always so-so, and he wore whatever he wanted, so Yagor wore what the magic union gave him, and the gold trim inlaid on the robe was called a brilliant one

"Come with me, two old men. An Fei said with a smile on one side.

As far as I know, Yagor hates people disturbing his life, and he will blame you when the time comes. Thor asked, a little strangely.

Fei sighed, his sigh was neither loud nor small, the voice was loud and it seemed a little contrived, and he was worried that the other party wouldn't hear it: "Teacher Yagor won't blame me." ”

"It's fine. Thor smiled and followed behind An Fei, Ernest followed up with two steps, although his expression was very calm, but his eyes were carefully looking at the situation around him.