Alan had been navigating the storm for nearly an hour, and the road began to turn northwest. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The shirt was blown up and wrapped tightly around his body, and the storm gathered around the knight, tearing at his body.

Eren felt breathless, the sheer force terrified him, and he knew that he was in danger, and that the storm was far beyond his previous experience, even if he had little previous experience fighting storms.

"The imperial capital is in the hinterland of the Material Continent, not the coastal zone, how could there be such a violent storm?"

The roar of thunder interrupted the boy's suspicions, and a terrible loud bang exploded above his head, as if hundreds of alchemy bombs had been detonated at the same time.

A bolt of lightning illuminates the dark sky, outlining the narrow path and trees.

The dazzling light and thick darkness are dazzling, black and white intertwined, staying in the boy's field of vision for a long time, rejecting other senses.

"Damn—"

The boy covered his eyes and complained, and it took a long time to regain normal vision.

Now, he felt that his fear of the storm had far surpassed the stories of man-eating elves and strangers. He didn't want to go any further, so he decided to climb up from the valley wall with the help of his rhizomes and return to the thick forest, and no longer look for shelter from the rain, so he hid in the forest for the night.

As Alan approached the rhizome growing on the rock wall, an unusual sound made him stop immediately.

Something fell off?

The boy looked at the huge figure that was rolling in the mud and struggling to get up, and in the gloomy storm he could barely make out it was a jungle boar.

The place where the boar fell was not far from Alan, and when it staggered up from the muddy water, Alan could clearly see that the pig was staring at him, shaking its head from side to side, and its two huge fangs were like two dark lightning bolts in the rain.

Fear made its eyes widen, and its two front paws kept digging at the ground in front of it.

Wild boars are known to have a bad temper, but they generally do not attack humans, but this one is clearly frightened by a storm.

Alan subconsciously touched his waist, which was where he usually hung his sword.

The empty side of his waist made Alan react - he didn't carry a sword.

Walking in the jungle requires agility, and whether you hold it, carry it, or hang the sword from your waist, it will affect your physical fitness, so the boy only brought a short knife and a homemade slingshot.

Such equipment was enough for him to "run amok" on the outskirts of the mountain forest, in fact, if it were not for the storm, he might not have entered the depths of the dense forest for the rest of his life.

Dagger?

The boy remembered the backpack that he didn't know where he had left it, and he had put everything in the backpack for knives, food, slingshots, and ...... Lost it.

It stands to reason that this kind of life-saving material must be protected no matter what, but Alan is still a half-old child after all.

The darkness of the jungle and the howl of a hurricane were enough to make any brute of temperament, let alone a young knight of sixteen, who was not unforgivable for forgetting his package in a panic and stumbling.

But Alan couldn't forgive himself now, because he had no weapons anymore.

Bronze-rank knights can't release their fighting energy yet, and the only thing that can increase their damage is to attach their fighting energy to their weapons.

With a fist?

Alan compared the size of the enemy and the enemy, and then looked at the layers of mud that the boar had wrapped around its body because of its years of rolling in the mud, and the layer of fat that was so thick that it made people feel desperate to protect their organs, and gave up the foolish idea for the first time.

Noticing that the other party was a little restless, Alan paced slowly, and there was a small stone not far away, which was where his vitality was.

Rolling, bouldering, guarding, cold sweat broke out on Alan's forehead.

The boar did not take the opportunity to attack, perhaps because the dim environment affected its senses, or perhaps it was simply slow to react, seeing that the enemy had already stood up with the stone, it became more and more irritable, and its eyes were already a little red.

The two sides were still at a stalemate, and Alan was ready to smash the stone in his arms at any moment, but he still hoped that it would run back into the forest on its own.

Belch...... Based on the height of the rock wall and the clumsy size of the other party, the boy's thoughts were only self-comforting.

The boar looked up, trying to distinguish the boy's scent in the gale, its little pink eyes like two flickering flames.

Suddenly, its ears twitched twice, and the sound of the soo made it look back at the forest, and then, it lowered its head and began to attack.

Alan decisively threw out the stone he was holding in his arms, and the bright silver halo gradually faded, making it look like a fallen mortal star on the dim path.

Unlike the Silver Rank, the Bronze Rank Knight's Fighting Qi that blesses their weapons is just a trick, and is achieved through a dynamic balance of continuous input of Fighting Qi and allowing it to overflow and infuse.

Because the total amount of Bronze Rank Dou Qi is too thin, this method can only be used to fight for the death, rather than as a normal move against the enemy like the guys in the Silver Rank.

Eren was fighting for his life right now.

He knew that he only had such a chance, so he attached most of his fighting energy to the surface of the stone.

Allen knew this very well, but he knew even more that if he didn't make the enemy lose the ability to attack again this time, he would definitely die.

The stone slashed through an arc and struck the boar's head from the side, a technique that Eren had mastered by throwing a short knife, and it was true that the stone was far from the short knife, but its head was not a petite and dexterous mountain mouse.

"Peng—"

The impact caused the wild boar that was rushing towards him to slide unsteadily into the muddy water on one side, but it still rubbed past the legs of Allen, who could not dodge, and the huge fangs carried the kinetic energy of the boar's forward rush through Allen's legs, and the boy immediately lost his balance, slipped and fell into the muddy water like the pig, and lay on the cold ground.

The pain cleared Allen's somewhat dazed head, and he saw the boar get up quickly, skimming his side, then turn around and begin a second attack.

The boar rushed towards him with more violent speed, and the boy had no chance to stand up, he grabbed the wet mud in his hand and threw it at the boar in vain, trying to defuse its attack, but the boar rushed forward with his head down, and did not care about the wet mud that smashed on his neck and back, and still buried his head and rushed forward.

Eren tried to roll to dodge the deadly attack, but his aching legs left him with no strength to support his weight.

In desperation, he covered his hands in front of him, his arms covering his chest, waiting for the moment when his flesh was pierced by the sharp teeth of a wild boar......

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In addition, the big data of the gender ratio of the readers from Dianniang is not accurate, why does it show that 80% of the readers are female readers, have I unconsciously unlocked the title of "confidant big brother"?