Chapter 2 The Eye of Data

"Take a deep breath, then hold it, let the gas circulate in the respiratory system in the body for thirty seconds, and continue to breathe in this way until the lungs become hot, and then adjust the frequency to take three short and one long breaths......"

Jill sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, and gradually entered the state of cultivation according to the breathing method taught to him by Old Jack. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

You can see that Jill's little face turned red, a hot breath came out of the top of his head, and his temples stirred as if they were living creatures.

The principle of breathing is actually very simple, through breathing, the free energy in the surrounding space is inhaled into the body, and through the circulation of the respiratory system, the free energy is dispersed into the body, so as to obtain strengthening.

"Hoo ......"

Towards the end, Jill let out a black breath of turbid air and opened her eyes.

"Since I was five years old, I have been learning hunting skills and the ability to survive in the wild with Old Jack, and after I was ten years old, Old Jack taught me the breathing method, and now I have been practicing for five years, and the effect has become worse and worse. Jill sighed, a little melancholy.

After all, Old Jack was just an old headhunter in the village, and it was impossible for him to have any precious breathing methods, so Jill didn't dare to ask for anything.

"The Eye of Data, which scans the whole body and reveals the data of the body. ”

Jill's eyes flashed and he said in his mind.

Soon, a little dragon-shaped golden light lit up in the depths of his eyes, and the golden light was too small for people to notice.

Immediately after, a three-dimensional figure appeared in front of his eyes, occupying part of his field of vision.

[Name: Jill (Ning Hao)]

[Gender: Male]

【Profession: Hunter】

[Strength: 1.1(1)]

[Dexterity: 1.5(1)]

[Constitution: 1.2(1)]

[Spirit: ???]

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[Note: In parentheses, it is a normal adult attribute of a twenty-year-old.] 】

The Eye of Data has been in existence since Jill came to this world, and at first, he was overjoyed, thinking that it was the golden finger of the reborn.

It turned out that the Eye of Data had no other effect than to digitize objects.

This ability is simply not too chicken, and it makes Jill Egg hurt for a long time.

"Has the physique improved by 0.1?It seems that the local chicken soup I drank today still has some effect!Bastard, if it weren't for Joklin, if I ate the whole local chicken, the statistics would have exceeded 1.5 at least!" Jill was annoyed.

Jill is fifteen years old this year, and he is said to be an adult, but in fact, his body has not grown yet, and after so many years of exercise, he is only better than ordinary adults.

"Sure enough, if you want to become stronger, the best way is to become a wizard!"

It's been fifteen years since I came to this world, and I still know a little bit about the situation.

This world is called the wizarding world, and although the knights are also very strong, the forces that dominate the world are still those wizards who are high above.

After endless years, under the hard work and research of countless generations of wizards, witchcraft has multiplied to a staggering peak, and the peak of witchcraft can even live forever and change one's life against the sky.

It's all exciting to think about.

"In a few days, the apprenticeship test that will be held every year will begin, and I am an adult and meet the requirements to participate, whether it is a dragon or a worm, it depends on that day!" Jill has already made up his mind to become a wizard.

The next day, Jill wakes up early in the morning, only to find old Jack and Merlin out of the house, with a hot breakfast on the table.

Jill didn't think much of it, ate breakfast, picked up the wooden sword, and practiced swordsmanship outside.

The 'One Word Sword' is a simplified version of the knight's sword technique 'Cross Sword', and the only swordsmanship that Jill can skill, which was bought by Old Jack from the caravan five years ago with several years of savings.

Therefore, Jill cherishes it very much, and one practice is five years!

Because it is a simplified version, the 'one-word sword' only has the most basic swordsmanship such as chopping, horizontal slashing, and upward slashing, as well as basic footwork such as advancing and retreating and transverse movement.

There are no special power skills.

But Jill practiced very diligently.

In five years, the 'One Word Sword' was almost practiced by him to the point of reaching the peak.

I have to say that Jill's swordsmanship talent is really good, and it even allowed him to figure out a special power technique on the basis of the 'one-word sword'.

"Slash!"

Suddenly, Jill let out a soft shout, and then a sword light flashed away, and a small tree the thickness of a baby's arm in front of him was cut off by the wooden sword in his hand.

The incision was smooth, mirror-like.

Jill practiced all morning before Old Jack and Merlin returned.

In the distance, Jill saw Merlin limping back with Old Jack in his arms.

"Old Jack, what's wrong with you?"

Worried, Jill walked over briskly and grabbed Old Jack's other hand.

"Can't die yet, there's a lot of nonsense, go while playing with eggs!" Old Jack waved his hand and pushed Jill away.

Jill also knew Old Jack's character, and silently followed behind him and walked back to the room. It's just that no one knows what he thinks at this time.

Under Jill's questioning, Merlin tells the reason for the incident.

It turned out that in order to raise local chickens, Old Jack had no money left, and he wanted to let the village chief Remson be accommodating, but he didn't expect that Joclyn told Old Jack about the local chicken stew last night.

The village chief was naturally furious and said: You old Jack, you have money to stew local chicken, but you don't have money to pay taxes, who gave you the guts.

Then, on the grounds that Old Jack did not pay taxes, Jill was not allowed to take the apprenticeship test three days later.

The angry old Jack couldn't hold back any longer, and scolded the village chief, but was beaten severely.

Old Jack had no choice but to sell his beloved ironwood bow and pay his taxes in order to keep Jill's place in the competition.

"It's okay to buy it, the old guy in the province knows to wipe the ironwood bow every morning, and he doesn't know that he thinks the ironwood bow is his wife. Merlin scolded with a laugh.

Jill was silent, very silent.

"Little Jill, the apprenticeship test in three days is your only chance to come out, and we will keep it for you!" Merlin stretched out his palm like dead wood and stroked Jill's head.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely become a wizard!" Jill suddenly looked up, the light in his eyes was like the stars in the night, brilliant and unprecedentedly firm.

You can't blame Jill for suddenly being second, but that emotion came, but he couldn't control it.

Merlin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, laughing very happily, and the wrinkles on his face were rubbed together.

"I know that if I talk big, I don't look at how many pounds and taels I weigh, and there is not necessarily one in tens of thousands of people who can have wizard talent. Although he said this, the raised corners of Old Jack's mouth betrayed his happy mood at the moment.

"It's all about you!" Merlin reached out and tugged at Old Jack's ear.

"Tap, tap, hurt!" Old Jack shouted exaggeratedly.

Gilton smiled.

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For the next three days, every morning, Jill could see Old Jack sitting alone in the doorway, but with no smooth skin and black ironwood bow in his hands.

For all these years, Old Jack would wipe his bow every morning, while reminiscing about the past.

Come to think of it, I sold the ironwood bow, but the habit was difficult to break for a while.

Looking at Old Jack's old side face and gray hair, Jill found that Old Jack was really old, in his seventies.

Such a picture made Jill panic.

For this reason, he put all his thoughts on cultivating breathing and swordsmanship, so that he could feel better.