"Indeed!" Moshinko's expression was very solemn, and the wooden stick in his hand pointed at Stillberg in front of him: "The calm lake does not train capable sailors, and the comfortable environment does not produce epoch-making heroes." So, if you can become a strong man one day, the first person to thank is, of course, me who has tormented you......"

"But...... But I want to learn magic......" Stillberg was already crying, he didn't know how many hits he had taken to the ass just now, and it was still hot and painful, he really didn't want to continue fighting with Moshinko, if that could be called a battle.

"Spineless!" Moshinko pursed his lips and suddenly shouted, "Look at the sword!" The wooden stick in his hand had already stabbed out like lightning.

Stillberg hurriedly covered his ass with both hands, and the wooden stick in his hand was gone, but the tip of Moshinko's stick only lightly picked Stillberg's left hand away, and then snapped, Stillberg was hit again, and he jumped in place.

"Stillberg is your man, you don't care?" Sasso laughed.

"That guy is a sixth-order professional, what do I use to care?" Han Jin shook his head and continued to do his job.

"What are you...... What are you doing?" Saseo looked at Han Jin's hands curiously.

Han Jin held the table knife he borrowed from Shaniel in his right hand, and held a gray piece of paper in his left hand, and was carefully carving something on the knife, and soon, a small two-inch-long paper figure took shape under the knife. Han Jin whispered a few words, while his index finger was drawing on the paper figure, everything was ready, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "Stillberg, come here." ”

"I won't fight you, the young master called me!" Stillberg cried with joy, and ran towards Han Jin like running for his life.

Han Jin first put the little paper figure in Stillberg's palm, then explained a few words in his ear, and patted Stillberg on the shoulder: "Go!"

Stillberg looked at Han Jin blankly, then gritted his teeth and turned around and ran back, picking up the wooden stick with a slightly trembling hand.

"It's boring...... "Moshinko has lost interest in torturing people and is walking towards Suniel.

"You come back to me!" exclaimed Stillberg.

With a snort, Stillberg's death-defying look made Qili laugh, and Shaniel first glanced at Han Jin and looked at the field with a smile.

"Oops...... You kid!" Moshin laughed angrily and pressed towards Stillberg.

"You're a sixth-order professional, this ...... It's not fair to me!" Stillberg was forced by the momentum and took a few steps back: "We should do it another way!"

"In what way?"

"I count to three, and if you can't defeat me within three numbers, you lose!"

"Well, Stillberg, pray for your ass!" Moshinko grinned.

"Wait, wait. Stillberg took a few steps back in fright: "We should bet on something, so it's interesting." ”

"What are you talking about betting?" Seeing that Stillberg was so confident, Mo Xinke had an extra heart in his heart, and secretly looked at Han Jin, but Han Jin sat there with a smile as clear and warm as jade, and he really couldn't see anything abnormal.

"If I lose, I'll call you Big Brother, and if you lose, call me Big Brother too!" Stillberg exclaimed.

"No problem!" Moshinko agreed happily when he heard that there was no danger of a real surname.

"1......" Stillberg screamed and threw the paper figure out with his backhand.

A stir swept through everyone's hearts, and then, a giant nearly four feet tall appeared out of thin air, holding a long stick thicker than Moxinko's waist, and smashed it down on Moxinko's head.

The moment the giant appeared, the beautiful smile had stiffened on his face, and Suniel suddenly jumped up from the grass, and Saseo also had straight eyes and muttered, "Puppet...... Puppetry......"

The most shocking thing was Moshinko, who didn't dare to block it and jumped backwards.

"Stillberg, what are you stupid about, keep counting!" Han Jin shouted. In fact, he only uses the simplest Taoist technique, the giant looks terrifying, but he has no combat power, and he almost falls down when he touches it, and the biggest effect is to deceive people who don't know how to do it.

"Huh?" Stillberg screamed, waking up from a dream, "2......"

Moshinko didn't care about Stillberg at all, and his fighting spirit had been released to the extreme, dodging the giant's attack with all his might.

The giant is more than three feet tall, and every stick swept out, with the momentum of the wind and clouds, and the movements are very strong and fast, Moxinke's height is just up to the giant's knees, no matter how he retreats or how he lets go, the giant can easily catch up with him as long as he takes a step.

"3......" Stillberg has already shouted the rest of the victory.

"Raphael, take that damn puppet back!" Moshinko yelled, "Hurry up, or I'll destroy your puppet!!"

The eyes of Shannier and the others fell on Han Jin, Han Jin's smile remained unchanged, with the attack power of that giant, he couldn't hurt Moxinke at all, and the energy lost couldn't be recovered, so it was better to see the excitement.

Seeing that the giant was still chasing after him, Moshinko knew that this was not the way to go, and his figure flashed in the stabbing stab, and rushed towards the giant sword that was inserted into the ground outside the field.

In fact, Moxinke is also a ruthless character, and at this moment, he is even more forced out of the real fire, and he can't care about anything else.

The giant then arrived, swung his stick at the back of the heart, Mosinko rolled on the spot, and then with a roar of rage, threw the stick in his hand, and then pulled out the long sword on the ground, and turned into a streamer of light, shooting straight at the giant.

Moxinke's eyes widened like copper bells, the fierce light was revealed, and the long sword in his hand exuded a cold light, just when his body was less than five meters away from the giant, the wooden stick he threw before had already hit the giant first, and the menacing giant disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared, and only people with excellent eyesight could see a piece of paper fluttering in the air.

The sword that was about to be swung with all his strength suddenly lost its target, Mo Xinke couldn't control his body a little, and slammed straight into the woods outside the field, and saw that he was about to pounce into the bushes, so he barely managed to stabilize his body, turned around and searched blankly with his eyes.

"What is this?" Suniel jumped in, picking up a piece of paper.

"I don't know. Han Jin stretched and replied lightly, in fact, his heart was very excited. There are three ways of cultivation, one is deliberately forged, the pursuit of sanctification of the body, this is the external art; the other is to use oneself as the furnace to cultivate the Yuan Shen, this is the internal art; there is another to use the talisman to attract the mystery of heaven and earth, this is the spell; these three Han Jin have practiced, but they are not very proficient, today he spent more than 300 yuan of energy to make a talisman, just to verify what kind of power the 'Daomen' can exert here, and he is about to build a foundation, he must decide the focus of the future.

(One chapter in the afternoon, not much later, at least two chapters a day in the future.) ）

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