Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fierce Battle (Asking for Monthly Tickets, Recommended Tickets)
After hearing this, Reiter thought for a while, if he didn't see the actual effect, just listening to this description, he might not be very optimistic about this fighting skill.
It sounds like this can only go back to the path taken in a short period of time more quickly.
However, most of the body styles are more comprehensive, running in any direction, or making any movement, there is a certain acceleration effect.
Compared to the two, this fighting skill has limitations.
But thinking back to Tucker's near-teleportation speed, he took half a step back. LETT realized that the upper limit of this body style was very high.
With this kind of speed, it is easy to dodge attacks, fatal wounds, etc., whether it is a battlefield or a life-and-death duel, mobility and life-saving ability will be greatly enhanced.
In particular, the proper use of the second advance has brought many variables to the battle. These two points alone are completely worthy of the grade of medium fighting skills.
"What about the more mysterious second level?" Reiter thought to himself.
"It sounds very powerful, and I look forward to my eldest brother mastering it as soon as possible. But if you have a problem with your legs, tomorrow's caravan trip, don't go, big brother, just rest at home, and hurry up to practice this fighting skill. "Rely gave intimate advice.
Tucker was not pleased, and when he heard this, he was anxious, and stood up with one hand.
His body leaned a little to the left, but he still shook his head and said forcefully: "It's just a cramp, and it will ease up in a while." The cultivation of our knights is not like that of magicians. More suffering than this has been experienced.
It doesn't matter to me! ”
"But......" Ruilai was about to say something, but was interrupted by Leiter and interjected: "I'll talk about the matter of cultivating fighting skills when I come back." I believe Tucker is a brave and fearless knight, and this little problem disappears after a little sleep. The caravan's journey, tomorrow as usual! ”
The decision is in the hands of his father, and now that his father has made a decision, Ruilai shrugged his shoulders and had nothing to say.
"Tucker, how much did you write down about fighting skills?" Reiter returned to his chair and stared into the mirror.
"I probably remember the first layer, give me a few minutes, I can definitely understand all the content of the first layer." Tucker patted his chest and assured that cultivating fighting skills is not rote memorization of large paragraphs of text, there is a practice of practice, and the route of fighting spirit, as long as you can understand it, it is a quick thing to memorize.
The most important thing is to form a physical instinct!
Mastering and proficiency requires continuous accumulation of practice.
"The mirror will be placed here for me, and the next time the sun sets, Tucker, you will come here on the fifth floor again and learn this fighting skill.
What is refracted by the mirror cannot be displayed on the outside. Leiter walked into his room with the mirror in his hand, turning into the hallway and disappearing from the sight of the three.
"No problem, Father, we'll go down and wait for you at the table."
"Right away." Voices drifted in from the passage.
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In the middle of the night, the town of Eagle was silent.
The moon hanging in the sky faded its veil of clouds and mist, revealing a bright face, looking down on the earth.
The townsfolk are asleep and need to recharge their energy for the full day.
Even the horse farm in the southeast corner of Eagle Town has mostly fallen asleep here.
But there was a stable, and an exceptionally fierce "battle" broke out.
It is said that in love, the time and order of people's appearances are very important, in fact, the same is true for horses.
The elite of the gray horses, who are usually in the eyes of Haig, is the general among the lame men in the gray horse group, and the strongest one. But it doesn't stand out in its eyes, it doesn't have any appeal.
In recent days, perhaps the estrus period has arrived, although I still can't look down on the rest of the ordinary pack horses, but looking at the gray horse's head, the gray grid, it is more and more pleasing to the eye, and there is even an instinctive reproductive impulse deep in the body.
This impulse is not unheard of in the past.
It's a pity that it's only over two years old, and most of its life has been spent in Eagle Town. In the past, I didn't even meet the horse of my destiny and occupy its heart.
Today the situation is a little different, its keeper actually locked it up with the gray grid.
After enjoying tonight's "cooking", a reproductive impulse in the body is extremely strong, and it is completely uncontrollable.
Gray Grid seems to be in the same situation as it, eating tonight's horse grass, and being extremely dishonest.
It's just the same.
When the two meet, the time and place are favorable, just like dry wood meets fire, and the volcanic instinct of reproduction erupts like a torrent.
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Outside the stable, George was lying in the hay outside the wall, draped in a thick cotton jacket.
He also opened his eyes and saw the situation in the stable, and couldn't help laughing. But he quickly covered his mouth, afraid of disturbing the good thing.
Sigh the law
A long roar sounded abruptly in the stable, and even spread to the outside world, floating in the night sky.
George's face straightened, and he lifted his spirits, only to see Gray and lay on the ground.
George's face was a little dissatisfied, and he put a super large dose of aphrodisiac grass and mixed it with horse grass feed.
"You're a pack horse!"
Like him, there was Haig himself, kicking Gray with his hooves.
As if to say: useless things, only take care of yourself!
Haig's hooves were quite strong, kicking the hardest back of Gray's body. Graygrid felt very tired today, and seemed to be too weak to resist, and moved his body in fear.
Not daring to look directly at Haig, he got into the corner of the stable, buried his head in the corner, and stopped moving.
Seeing this, Haig angrily pressed on Gray's body, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep in this position.
Seeing that there was no sign of World War II, George shook his head and prepared to go back to his room. It's too cold outside, especially at night.
Besides, he had been here for two hours, and now that he had the results, he didn't have to continue to burn them out.
He has followed his father since he was a child, observed the habits of horses, understood the characteristics of different horses, and has a lot of experience in raising horses.
It can be seen that Haig has gotten along with Gray, although Haigrid seems to be very angry, in fact, he has a preliminary dependence on Graygrid, and there is still room for further cultivation if he cultivates it well.
Otherwise, with Haig's temper, how could he only kick a few kicks?
It's more like flirting!
On the way back, his mind was full of one thought, "Can I get pregnant?" When will I be able to conceive? ”
The next day, early in the morning.
The butler Sveta was in a hurry, he didn't have time to eat breakfast today, everyone forgot to inform him, only Young Master Ruilai went downstairs early in the morning and told him: The caravan is leaving today.
With a piece of roasted sweet potato and bread in his hand, he went for a morning jog and ended up at George's door.
When the bread was finished, the sweet potato rinds were thrown into the land on the edge of the Greystone Avenue, and he had reached the finish line.
Knock knock
"Hey, George, there's something important." Sveta stood in front of a wooden house that covered an area of more than 200 square meters.
George, who stayed up too long last night, didn't get up early as usual, and it was rare to lie in bed for a while.
In a daze, I heard the butler knocking on the door. He instantly sobered up, jumped out of bed and ran to the yard.
saw the housekeeper break directly into his small courtyard and stand in the center. George was wearing his pajamas and met Svita.
The butler spread his hands: "As soon as I pushed, the door opened." ”
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