A few days later.

Helent came to chat with Alan again and told her interesting story about "stamp collecting" during this time.

Angel, who is also of demonic blood, coldly declined her invitation to go on a date.

"Looking at his weak appearance, maybe he doesn't have the ability to do that at all!" Helent said hatefully.

Alan could tell.

She resents Ingres's rejection deeply.

"Duke's bloodline is very good, but unfortunately it doesn't match my personality, and once I go on a date, I don't want to deal with him anymore."

"What's worse is that that person is self-inflicted, and he is very jealous, which annoys me!"

"Say 'be nice to him, it's his woman', and don't allow other men to touch me in the future...... It's so funny! ”

Helent was complaining to Alan when there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind her.

Alan looked back and saw an angry face.

Duke rushed straight for this.

Clenched his fists, his forehead bursting with green tendons.

"I knew it was going to happen."

Alan smiled wryly at Helent.

"I told you a long time ago that jealous men are not easy to mess with."

Helent frowned and raised her hand to stop him behind her.

"It's none of your business, I'll take care of it."

The domineering spirit inadvertently revealed has a bit of the meaning of "heroes save beauty".

By this time, Duke was already approaching, his eyes bloodshot.

"Helent! I warned you! ”

"Warning?" The red-haired girl laughed angrily, "It's just that you made an appointment once, where did you get the qualifications to point fingers at me in this tone?" ”

"You-" Duke couldn't help but be angry, "you stinky bitch who doesn't love herself!" I've seen it through, you're a slut from the bones! ”

Helent's smile faded suddenly.

His eyes became sharp as knives.

Duke sensed the murderous aura in her eyes, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Hurriedly retreated to be on guard.

Still, his reaction was a beat slower.

Helent suddenly took a step forward.

The delicate body shook at high frequency, and the figure became hazy and blurry.

Allen, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

With the enhanced eyesight that he had strengthened after the awakening of his bloodline, he couldn't even capture Helen's true location.

Duke, on the other side, was even more dazzled by Helent's ghostly figure.

Before he could come to his senses.

A white slender hand has arrived in front of you.

Syllable!

The slap was loud.

The echo lasts.

Duke clutched his red and swollen cheeks, embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Stinky bitch! Wait—"

Driven by his rage, he reached for the sword at his waist.

But it was empty.

Stunned, he bowed his head.

Only the empty scabbard hung from the belt.

At some point, the rapier had fallen into the hands of Herent.

The girl in red played with the thin sword, her face disdainful.

"Your thing isn't as thick as this sword."

With that, she casually threw her rapier on the deck.

Duke's facial muscles.

A few hard convulsions.

Helent's words just now deeply pierced his self-esteem.

His teeth rattled as he bent down to pick up his sword.

Swish!

A green shadow suddenly flew in, drawing a rapier from his hand.

Thick vines covered with spikes, suspended in midair.

It was like a long green whip with life, under the remote control of Helent's spirit.

Duke finally couldn't hide the look of fear on his face.

Turning around and picking up the rapier, he hurried away without saying a word.

A turmoil was easily resolved by Helent.

Alan is well aware of Duke's strength.

Of all the apprentices on board, Duke was able to make the top three.

Helent repaired Duke with ease, and it was no surprise.

After all, she is a Rank 1 Warlock.

What really surprised Alan was ......

When Helent started just now, she didn't use a means beyond the apprentice level.

The high-speed moving phantom body technique is a first-order martial art like the "Hound Pace".

The long whip of vines summoned out of thin air belongs to a 0-ring spell called "Whip of Thorns".

With these two tricks alone, he beat Duke, the top student on the ship, who was among the best in terms of comprehensive strength, and couldn't beat it anymore.

If she gave it her all, Alan couldn't imagine how strong it was.

"I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble."

Driving Duke away, Helent returns to Allen, apologetically.

"It's okay, it's always inevitable."

Alan smiled understandingly.

"It's getting late, and if there's nothing else to do, I'm going back to rest."

"Wait a minute!"

Helent suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

Chu Chu's pitiful appearance seems to be coquettish.

"Alan, do you have a woman in your room tonight?"

"Nope."

"So now there is!"

"We've already made an appointment," Alan calmly admonished, "I think you should go collect fresher material." ”

Helent shook her head and sighed.

"It's not always the fresher the more interesting this kind of thing."

"Try it, I still like to be with you the most!"

"I often look back on the pleasant experience we had together......"

"So, I decided! Before I get off the boat, I'll sleep with you alone! ”

"It's not cheap to let me sleep with me." Alan asked her bluntly, "Do you have that much money?" ”

Helent tilted her head, mentally calculated, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

It was still more than half a month before the ship arrived at the dock, and she seemed to be ......

Can't afford to pay Alan's worth!

"For the sake of our good relationship, give me a discount and a wholesale price, okay?"

The red-haired girl had a resentful look in her eyes and bargained in a coquettish tone.

Alan was unmoved, and said to her with a careful calculation:

"If you don't have enough money, you will exchange your body style."

"It's not that I'm stingy, butterfly dancers, and I demand a lot of dexterity from practitioners," Helent said honestly, "and even if I want to teach, you may not be able to learn it." ”

"I can't learn, I'm unlucky, I still have to sleep with you."

Alan could see that Helent's agility attribute was similar to his own.

If she can practice this body method, she should have no problem.

Helent had no choice but to agree to teach Alan the "butterfly dance steps" instead of the next half a month...... Well, prostitution.

……

Tier 1 martial art "Butterfly Dance Steps".

A cultivator's agility attribute must have at least 16 points.

If you can't meet this standard, you have to forcibly cultivate.

Then wait to twist your legs into twists.

After training, spend 3 mana points to maintain a small range of high-frequency movement forward, backward, left, and right for a minute.

Similar to the boxer's "forward and backward sliding steps" and "horizontal sliding steps".

But it's faster and more frequent.

So much so that it looks like the figure is blurry, and the whole person has dropped frames......

"In this state, it's hard for your opponent to judge your exact position, and it's harder for your attacks to hit."

Helent introduces Alan to the essence of the "Butterfly Dance".

"For an average of every 100 attacks, Butterfly Dance will help you dodge at least 20 of them!"

Helent's patient guidance anytime and anywhere was not in vain.

After a week of hard training, Alan successfully learned the "butterfly dance steps".

Then I received an unexpected system prompt.