Come to think of it, there is only this reason, and it is unlikely that there will be anything else. No matter how magical or mysterious this world is, it is impossible to have this kind of nonsense that hardly exercises but has increased strength.

Staring at the trunk of the Tree of Life in his hand, Meng Han suddenly remembered the situation when Louisa came to him with an apologetic face and told him the purpose of the trunk of the Tree of Life. The feeling of guilt on her face, as if she had done something sorry for Meng Han, Luisa's face was so clear at that time.

Then, Meng Han thought of the bottle filled with moon well water in his arms. The little witch couldn't be so kind to give herself such a thing, could it be Luisa's arrangement?

The two sisters, Louisa and Louise, whose real name is still two good elves, have not yet learned the way of thinking of politicians like their parents, and it is quite normal to have this kind of practice. However, as soon as Meng Han remembered that he had been forcibly searched for his memory by the six elders of the Elf Clan with his spiritual power, the warmth that had just risen in his heart was immediately replaced by another emotion.

After taking a dozen deep breaths, Meng Han calmed down his excitement. I kept telling myself in my heart that I was still very weak now, even if those people of the elf clan did anything too much to me, I could only endure it with my tail between my legs. Or one day, Meng Han can stand in front of them and tell them that he clearly remembers everything they have done to him, and by the way, he can fulfill Meng Han's promise at that time. Or that was just a joke from Meng Han at the time, but since the elves had done that kind of thing to her, Meng Han didn't take it as a joke.

After trotting a few steps, Meng Han found that he was not as weak as he imagined, and the trunk of the Tree of Life played its role faithfully. Meng Han had only been using it for a few months in a row, and it had such an effect, Meng Han could hardly imagine that those high-level members of the elf clan, almost from the beginning of their study of magic, held the trunk of the elf clan's tree of life, and after a few hundred years, what kind of body would be strong?

Compared to the lord's stealing joy, the people who followed Meng Han did not have such a good mood as Meng Han. They just watched as the lord suddenly wanted to think about something, and stayed where they were, and after a while they started running and jumping again, not understanding what was happening. But there was one thing that everyone had a very tacit understanding, and no one of them made a sound, nor did they alarm the lord. Adults often do something inexplicable, but every time he comes up with a brilliant idea that surprises everyone.

Since the master had created weapons for Qiao and Zhu, Meng Han brought them over by the way. Because of the arrival of Francis, Meng Han had not participated in the training in the military camp for a few days, and he happened to go over to test it.

The sound of neat slogans sounded in this separate barracks, and the voices of Qiao and Zhu were particularly eye-catching. Grace and Alice had been sent to the territory by Meng Han to attend to their own affairs, and the dwarven brothers had returned to the blacksmith workshop, with only two young maids by Meng Han's side. Meng Han carried two swords, quietly outside the barracks, listening to the voices inside, and nodded for a long time. In his absence, Qiao and Zhu were not lazy.

"Stand upright, salute!" Seeing the appearance of the lord, Qiao and Zhu shouted slogans in unison. Meng Han stood in front of his team satisfied, and then ordered them to continue training, but called Qiao and Zhu to the front alone.

"Look at these two swords, do they fit together?" Meng Han handed the dwarven master's works to Qiao and Zhu respectively with a sword in one hand. Qiao and Zhu looked at the lord suspiciously, and then under Meng Han's encouraging eyes, they opened the wrapped sword, revealing the sword god. Then, the two of them couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Huhu, the surname Zhu is more straightforward, since the adult is for him, he is not polite at all, holding the hilt of the sword and starting to swing, waving the wind. The wide sword, which even Diana couldn't hold, felt like holding a dinner knife in Zhu's hand, and it was heavy and relaxed at all. After a few swings, Zhu stopped his movements, carefully stroked the broad spine of the sword, and slowly slid his fingers from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

"My lord, is this really for me?" The surprised Zhu couldn't hide his favorite mood, looking at Meng Han with a look of anticipation, and even a little trepidation, his right hand held the hilt of the sword tightly, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, the broad sword would grow wings from his hand and fly away.

"Of course. Meng Han affirmed without hesitation: "The sword is for heroes, and the pink is for beauties, this sword is suitable for you, of course it is for you." A simple colloquial phrase from his previous life, Meng Han said it almost like a brain.

Zhu didn't realize what Meng Han said at all, he just looked happy, if it wasn't for the fact that he had to maintain a knight's demeanor in front of the lord, he couldn't wait to scream immediately. But Qiao behind him heard Meng Han's words very clearly, as if he had thought of something wrong, his face turned red, and he was looked at by Meng Han.

His two escort captains, in addition to their short stature, are blushing at every turn. Regarding this innocuous little question, Meng Han just smiled slightly in his heart, and didn't think much about it. However, he was very curious, he had never seen Qiao shoot, did the thin sword that the master built for him really fit?

"Qiao, won't you try?" Meng Han asked curiously as he looked at Qiao, who had been staring at Zhu Xianjian but was motionless.

"Master Howard's craftsmanship will definitely not be a problem. Joe turned his head, looked at the lord, and replied with a smile.

"Do you know this is the master's craft?" Meng Han's heart moved, and he once again had an understanding of Qiao's keen mind. Today, when the master leaves, many people know that it is not uncommon to be able to infer from this that these two swords are the master's craftsmanship, but the strange thing about Meng Han is that they are also brothers, born to a mother, and the performance of Zhu and Qiao is far from the same.

"To be honest, Joe, I'm just curious, do you really use this kind of rappier?" Meng Han hadn't been in contact with the two brothers for a day or two, and he also knew a lot about the surnames of the two of them, so he could also say some things directly: "I mean, I'd love to see what your shot looks like, okay?"

"Of course, sir. "Your Excellency's request, let alone his exclusive knight, even if it is a simple subordinate relationship, you have to do it. What's more, the lord barely used the tone of command at all, but used a tone of discussion, and it was difficult for Joe to refuse such a request.

There was a quick sound of the sword unsheathed, and Joe already held the thin sword in his hand. "Zhu, practice with me. Qiao ordered loudly, and Zhu next to him seemed to be immersed in the excitement of getting a high-quality weapon, and said loudly, and then swung his sword and slashed over.

Joe's thin sword stabbed out like a viper, from an unexpected angle. With a ding, it stabbed heavily at the broad spine of the sword in Zhu's hand, and the direction of Zhu's swing was immediately deflected by this force, and then, Qiao's wrist flipped and the thin sword stabbed at Zhu's throat with a sneer.

Faced with such a situation, Zhu seemed to have practiced with Qiao countless times, and as soon as the blade was horizontal, it blocked the sword path of the thin sword. The two of them come and go, just like ordinary exercises, attacking and defending, fighting as a group. Judging from the scene, Joe's thin sword is relatively fast, has the upper hand, often takes the initiative to attack, and will cut out from a strange angle from time to time, which is difficult to guard. Although Zhu is slow, he has great strength, and the blade of the broadsword is wide enough, but he also blocks Qiao's attacks one by one without danger, and occasionally counterattacks sharply.

At this time, Qiao faced Zhu's attack, but he couldn't confront it head-on, but just avoided it with dexterity, and then attacked the opponent's save, forcing Zhu to stop attacking and turn to defense.

This kind of practice, the two of them probably don't know how many times they have experienced it, and they are familiar with the road and it is very natural. There doesn't seem to be anything particularly strenuous either. Meng Han didn't find out why Joe's attack angle was so weird and tricky until now, it turned out that he was using his left hand. Joe is a left-hander.

Demi and Diana had never seen such a wonderful fight, their two little faces flushed with excitement, and they slapped their hands from time to time to cheer for Joe and Zhu in turn.

Meng Han also watched the same, but he, who had watched many wonderful kung fu movies in his previous life, didn't feel that the way the two of them fought back and forth, but had an awkward feeling. Could it be that Qiao and Zhu can only go so far?

Even in practice, Qiao often paid attention to Meng Han's face, and when he saw him frowning, he immediately stopped Zhu lightly, and the two of them stopped doing it together and stood in place. Demi and Diana were watching wonderfully, and when they suddenly stopped, they couldn't help but show a look of disappointment. However, neither of the two women showed anything special, because they also saw Meng Han's frowning appearance.

"My lord, is there any problem?" Qiao was very puzzled by Meng Han's frowning appearance, the adult is a magician, is he also proficient in combat? Or did they not fully use the full strength of the practice method just now for the adult to see, and they were not very satisfied?

"You two," Meng Han stretched out his arm and waved it a few times, making a fighting stance. In front of his own people, especially in front of his twins, he never hides any opinions. He hopes they can do better: "It seems that there is a little bit of something wrong. ”

Even Demi and Diana looked at their lords with some surprise, probably wondering, when will their lords use their swords to fight? But Meng Han's expression didn't look like a joke at all, he was very serious, Qiao and Zhu glanced at each other, they didn't speak, but they both looked at Meng Han directly in the hope that Meng Han could explain.

"Both of you, you have your own characteristics. Meng Han said a word of affirmation, and then began to summarize the turning surname: "However, Zhu, when you use the heavy sword, it seems that there is a little bit that you have not fully played the characteristics of the heavy sword. Joe, your rapier should be sharper, too. Now it seems like it's not going to happen!"

"Please advise. When Qiao heard Meng Han's words, the stone in his heart also fell to the ground, and the adults could see that their fighting methods were inappropriate, not blaming them for not doing their best. Qiao was very humble, and immediately bowed slightly, asking the lord for guidance. If what the adults said made sense, it would also be of great help to the martial arts of the two brothers.

"If you ask me to say something wrong, I'm really hard to say. However, I know a few little stories that may be helpful for you to listen to. Do you mind hearing about it?" Meng Han smiled, his family knew about his own affairs, when did he know how to fight again. It's just that I've watched too many martial arts movies and martial arts novels. But Qiao and Zhu in front of them happen to have two people who are very similar to them, maybe it will help them to talk about their fighting methods.

Listening to adults tell stories? This kind of thing Qiao and Zhu have never experienced before. But Demi and Diana had seen Meng Han give lectures to Grace and Alice more than once, and even they listened to them with relish every time. This time the lord said this again, and it was still telling a story, and the two little maids, who were disappointed because they could not see the wonderful fight, immediately became excited, and seemed to be even more excited than when they had just watched them fight.

The order of the adult, even if it is up the sword mountain and the sea of fire, he will not frown, let alone listen to two stories. Qiao and Zhu did not hesitate at all, and followed Meng Han to a quiet place, and then the lord began his career as a storyteller while enjoying the gentle massage of Demi and Diana.

"Zhu, your broadsword is heavy, and your strength is also great, I will tell you two stories, the protagonist of the story, like you, has great strength and the sword is heavy enough. Meng Han chose the most comfortable position, and in front of his two guardian knights, he spoke: "The name of the story, one is called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and the other is called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". The sword used by Yang Guo is also a heavy sword. ”

Subsequently, Meng Han began to tell Zhu the story of Guo Jing and Yang Guo, two different people, one is smart and the other is honest, and the cultivation of the two people. The grievances, grievances, grievances, loves, and loves involved in it are not mentioned at all, but only practice. The process of Guo Jing's crazy practice of the eighteen palms of dragon descent and Yang Guo's sword practice in the flood tide is highlighted.

"Joe, your Rapier's best attack is to stab, not chop. After Meng Han finished telling Zhu, he didn't rest at all, and turned directly to Qiao: "The story I told you is "Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword". There are two people in it, one is called Ah Fei and the other is called Jing Wuming, and their weapons are also used with thin swords. ”

After telling the story, Meng Han almost felt a little dry. However, Meng Han was very happy, at least, someone shared the novel of his past life with him.

But Qiao and Zhu didn't feel that this was just a story, and both of them fell into deep contemplation.

(To be continued)