Two more years later, Simba was twelve. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info several tutors gave him a brief evaluation.

Nalu: "This kid's physical fitness and swordsmanship already have a certain foundation, although he is not a real master. But there was no problem dealing with two or three ordinary swordsmen. All he lacks is actual combat experience, and in time he will definitely become a high-level martial artist.

Arare: "Simba's current marksmanship is certainly not outstanding among the elves. But put it into your human world. Definitely a first-class archer, I dare say. With his current ability, the snow wolf running fifty meters away, if he wants to shoot the left leg, he will definitely not shoot the right leg. And his mastery of crossbow arrows is also quite good. When you meet a master, you may not be able to beat it, but it is absolutely no problem to save yourself by relying on crossbow arrows. ”

Dumbledore: "The little bunny is now a qualified third-level mage. Moreover, the speed of releasing magic has reached the level of even the ability of a second-level magician.

All three tutors were more smug when talking about their students.

By this time, Simba had been in Raven Town for five years. Realistically speaking,

In the past five years, Simba's growth trajectory has indeed been carried out according to the original intention of Renault when he entrusted Cameron. Although the little one was tortured like hell. But it is also growing up healthily in the direction that my father wants. It seems that he is about to become one of the top ten teenagers with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor.

But after that day, everything changed. Cameron began to teach Simba in his own way. And no one knows if it's wrong or right. No one knows if Renault's spirit in the sky would regret giving his only son to Cameron, an old bastard, if he saw it. Or maybe I want to thank this old guy for cultivating an alternative genius who is completely different from himself and has a very different personality.

Several mentors discussed with Cameron that Simba's martial arts and magic skills and magic have been slightly improved, far surpassing children of the same age. It's time for him to get out there and get some experience. Real growth requires him to be repeatedly tempered in real battles.

But over where to send Simba, the mentor and Cameron disagreed. The Mentors believe that Simba should be sent to the world outside of Raven Town. Because as a veteran resident of the town. The instructors knew exactly who lived here. With Simba's current strength, no matter where he goes outside, he won't suffer too much loss. When you go out to travel and practice, you meet an opponent, and if you can beat it, you can really fight, but you can't run, it's always not a big problem. But it's different in Raven Town, where there's no one to mess with, and they're all ruthless and full of bad water. Standing up casually can make Simba unable to eat and walk around. If you provoke them, you will be disgraced and bruised. If you're not careful, it's normal to be asked for your life at any time.

They don't want the students they have worked hard to train for several years to die on the streets before they leave school.

But Cameron disagrees, insisting that Simba must stay in town. Only this is the environment that is best suited for Simba to grow up. If Simba can cope with such an environment, he will be able to mix up with the wind and water. Then in the future, who else can cure him in the outside world.

Eventually, Cameron convinces the three mentors to keep Simba in Raven Town. Just tell them to keep an eye out for it, and they must make sure that Simba doesn't lose his life.

At this time, Simba has already combined the three professions of warrior, magician, and archer. I feel pretty good about myself. He didn't think there was anything dangerous about the town he'd lived in for five years. When Cameron told him that he would no longer have to train endlessly every day from today. As long as you complete some of the necessary homework, you can go to the town and shout happily when you are free to play.

He has been in the town for five years, and he has no real time for himself except for endless training every day, and he doesn't even know how big the town is. As soon as Cameron finished speaking, he was free to play, and the little one's long-pent-up childlike nature immediately exploded. Like a wild horse, it rushed headlong to the raven town that the world talked about.

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Arare: "I bet. It won't take more than two days for this kid to be tortured by the guys outside to the point that life is worse than death, and he will escape back by himself. ”

Nalu: "I think he can last a day at most." ”

Dumbledore: "One day is possible, but I don't know if he'll come back standing or lying down, hehe!"

Cameron: "Hmph, you're all still very optimistic about your students. I'm betting he'll be carried back in half a day. Ten gold coins, dare not. ”

"Deal, deal, deal" Several mentors seemed to be angry with Cameron, and agreed in unison.

The game quickly came to fruition, and Cameron won, and the win was complete. It didn't take more than two hours for Simba, whose face was covered in blood and unconscious, to be carried back.

As a warrior, magician, and archer, the young master Simba was planted for his first debut, and he was planted very badly.

Red Dragon Bar, the largest and only bar in Raven Town. A large number of villains gather here every day to drink and pass the time.

When Simba came in, the whole bar was already full of smoky villains, scum drinking, and making noise.

It took a lot of effort to squeeze through the crowd to the bar. Simba is ready to shell out money for beer and barbecue.

His hand reached into his arms, but soon stopped. He found that the money bag that he had been holding in his arms was inexplicably missing.

"Who... Who stole the young master's money bag..."

Simba was smart enough to guess why. He was sure that someone had stolen his money bag as he had just squeezed through the crowd. He began to shout angrily and look around.

Sure enough, I soon saw two men in black holding their money bags in a corner of the bar. The two guys didn't mean to hide at all. And they are also taking out the gold coins in the money bag one by one, and you and I are happily sharing the spoils.

Arrogant, simply arrogant. As a magician, swordsman, and archer, he is brave and invincible, and the handsome and dashing young master Simba is so angry that his face is red. He really didn't expect to encounter such a mess for the first time when he went out.

"Damn thief, you dare to steal your young master's money bag, I think you are not tired of life......"

Simba roared and pushed the crowd away, ready to educate the two thieves.

To his surprise, two men also saw him. But he had no intention of escaping. Instead, he lewdly raised his middle finger at him. This made Simba even more angry, and rushed straight towards them regardless of it.

The villains in the bar let out a burst of laughter and retreated to the sides to make a passage for Simba. Looking at that stance, they seemed to know what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, Simba landed before he could rush to the two men in black.

One of the men smashed a porcelain vase next to Simba at him when he was about to rush to him.

With Simba's skills now, a porcelain vase is not a threat at all. Simba sneered and swung his sword at the oncoming porcelain vase.

Draw your sword, raise your hand, and slash, the whole action is done in one go and is extremely elegant. It's a bit of a high-level martial artist's demeanor. Even he himself couldn't help but want to cheer for himself.

But the next moment, things changed.

There was a crisp sound, and the porcelain bottle shattered.

Immediately after that, the white powder poured down from the sky, and poor little Simba turned into a snowman in an instant before he could recover from the excitement of cheering for himself. His eyes tingled, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

"Lime powder, it's lime powder! you despicable fellows......" Simba cursed loudly in understanding.

But halfway through his scolding, a huge black pocket suddenly fell from the sky and sturdily enclosed him. The size of the pocket is very suitable, just enough to cover Simba's whole person.

This time, poor Simba changed from a snowman to a big black mallet.

He was then kicked to the ground. Immediately after, countless benches, plates, wine glasses, and stinky feet rained down on him.

I don't know what quality this bag is, not only is it not transparent at all, but it is also extremely strong. Simba was trapped inside, unable to move his hands and feet, his eyes were burning with severe pain, and he couldn't see anything. I only felt that my whole body was covered by all kinds of blunt objects in an instant, and there were all kinds of shouts and cheers in my ears.

It's been a long time since the villains in the bar have been so happy, and whether they know each other or not, everyone huddles into their pockets and kicks them up with their legs up.

"Kick him, kick this bastard. “

"Ouch, look at it, kick me in the foot!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. So excited... I didn't see the right direction..."

"Hey, you let me go, I haven't kicked it yet, get out of the way. I enjoyed it too."

"Okay, you kick, you kick, you're welcome..."

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The villains scrambled to greet the sacks, as if they would suffer if they had one less kick.

According to later estimates by the owner of the bar, this small sack took less than three minutes. It has endured about 2,500 kicks, 820 bench slams, and more than 530 attacks ......on plates and wine glasses.

Poor little Simba fainted after a few hysterical cries for help.