The small town of Knock, the courtyard of Jack and Carl.

"Carl, the realm after lifting weights is light, I also told you before, it is to lift lightly!"

In the small courtyard, Jack stood in the center, holding a slender branch more than a meter in his hand.

Although it was just a branch, in Carl's eyes, Jack exuded more and more power.

"Feel it carefully!"

With a light face, Jack slowly waved the branch towards Carl.

Karl had already drawn his great axe and was ready to fight, and he didn't underestimate the small branch in Jack's hand.

"Dang!"

The twigs struck the axe with a loud sound like iron.

Karl instantly felt a thousand forces pressing on his axe.

"Hey... Yikes! ”

Karl gritted his teeth and struggled to brac.

Is this the oppression in the realm, Uncle Jack, he has not healed his old wounds, he only has the strength of an eighth-level warrior, and even the weapon is just a branch, and he can't speak because of his oppression.

"If you have a heavy hand, even if you only have a branch in your hand, you can also send out a thousand powers, think about it, if you have the giant axe in your hand, the power is..."Jack said lightly, but when he said the giant axe, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

"Okay, think about it yourself, I'll go and get some rest."

After all, Jack has been badly injured and is not suitable for long-term exercise, so after guiding Carl for a while, he walked aside to rest.

Karl was sweating profusely as he stared at the branches on the ground, which had broken into hundreds of pieces after Jack threw them on the ground.

Although he remembered the original book quite clearly, he couldn't recall the specific details of Lin Lei's comprehension.

Moreover, the experience of the original work can only be used for reference, and you still have to walk your own path seriously.

"Lifting weights is light, it was a complete understanding when I fought with the seventh-level demonic beast Light Shadow Leopard, at that time, the Light Shadow Leopard was faster than me, and it could easily dodge any of my attacks." Carl thought to himself.

The giant axe in his hand, due to the material, weighs nearly a thousand catties alone, and it is naturally slower to wield, and he is at a disadvantage at the beginning against the light and shadow leopard who is good at speed.

In the battle, he was able to break through, completely comprehended that the weight was light, and the attack speed increased greatly, so that the light and shadow leopard was injured and escaped, and finally pursued for hundreds of miles before killing the light and shadow leopard.

"Actually, lifting weights is the control of strength and moves, not that the giant axe has really become lighter."

"So, what about a weight?" Karl couldn't understand.

Carl closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene he had just fought with Jack.

The branches of the tree swung slowly, connecting with the axe face, and the power of the branches came later, and several shots kept replaying in my mind.

Long...

"How?" Jack asked, sipping his wine, that he had loved the contents of the glass since he had no hope of reaching the top.

Carl smiled wryly, "I can't understand it! ”

Jack smiled, "I can only give you a general direction, you still need to understand it yourself, only what you understand is the most suitable." ”

Carl nodded in agreement.

"Looks like I need a lighter weapon for the time being."

Above the town, there is naturally a blacksmith shop, and it is also run by the dwarves.

The weapons crafted here in the blacksmith's shop, although not comparable to what Hank brought from the dwarven territory, are already the best of the best.

Moreover, Carl is just to comprehend the realm, so the requirements are naturally not too high, and he can directly choose a finished product from the blacksmith shop.

The weapon was naturally Carl's beginner's sword.

…

"Uncle Jack, I might be leaving again!"

In the small courtyard, Karl was armed with a long sword, carrying a giant axe, and a small package on his shoulder.

The absence of the Terran powerhouse gave Carl a great sense of urgency.

Paper can't contain fire, even if it's a powerhouse in the Holy Domain, if there is no news in the past ten years, it will arouse the suspicion of other races.

Especially the Warcraft clan, after all, they knew what happened ten years ago.

Jack naturally understands this, so he chose to give everything to Carl when he reached the seventh level of warrior.

Just as Sanya put his hope in Jack, Jack also put the hope of humanity on Carl.

Following Shanya for more than 20 years, Jack is well aware of the difficulty of becoming a sanctuary, one is talent, and the other is understanding.

Carl became a seventh-level warrior at the age of seventeen, and comprehended the first weightlifting realm, which has proven his talent and understanding.

What Jack doesn't know is that Carl is still a time-traveler, and knows a lot about the world of coiling dragons.

Ever since he knew that this was likely to be the world of Coiling Dragons, Carl's goal had never been the "holy level" as Jack said.

Carl opened the courtyard door, turned and walked out, closing the door.

"Be careful!" Behind him came Jack's slightly lower voice.

There was no reply, and Karl was about to walk directly west along the main road, but suddenly turned his head to look to the side.

On the side of the road, there was a silver-haired aristocratic man who looked to be in his thirties and forties.

Sensing Karl's gaze, the silver-haired nobleman turned his head, nodded with a smile, and turned away.

"At least level 8 warrior strength." Kalmer said.

There are very few high-level warriors in the town, and Carl is also a little famous in the town, but he didn't break through the seventh level for a long time, and no one knows about it except for acquaintances.

The sudden appearance of the silver-haired man also aroused Carl's curiosity, and the silver-haired man was still the kind of person who looked like a nobleman.

You must know that people with status like nobles rarely come to remote areas like Nok Town.

However, it only made Carl curious, his first task now was to go to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to continue his training and comprehend the realm of lightness as soon as possible.

…

Seven or eight hundred miles east into the Demonic Beast Mountain Range, seventh-level Demonic Beasts have already begun to appear, and it is the best trial location selected by Carl.

Since then, the demonic beasts within a radius of a hundred miles have suffered.

Because a powerful human master suddenly appeared here, looking for some seventh-level demonic beasts with slow movement and high defense.

This human master who gave Warcraft a headache was naturally Carl.

The zombie physique not only gives him keen senses, but also makes him far faster than the powerhouses of his class.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to catch up with the Light and Shadow Leopard, which was known for its speed.

As we all know, as long as speed prevails, you can be invincible, although you can't win.

However, Carl's attack was difficult to even break through the defenses of these monsters.

I couldn't hit it, I couldn't catch up, and then a monster like a seventh-level Demonic Beast Velociraptor, which was moving a little faster, would run towards the depths of the Demonic Beast Mountain Range when they saw Carl from a distance.

Some of the slow, but symbolically bared teeth and roared, and then let Carl vent.

At this time, Karl was facing a seventh-level Demonic Beast Demon Face Tree Man.

The Demon Face Tree Man also belongs to the rare plant-based Demonic Beasts in the Warcraft Mountain Range, which is characterized by high defense and strong resilience, but its movement speed is quite slow, even inferior to some fifth-level Warcraft.

Therefore, the hunting method of the Demon Face Tree Man is mostly camouflage, it can perfectly disguise itself as an ordinary tree, and then wait for other magical beasts or people to get close, and then quickly entangle it with tree vines, and slowly absorb the life of the prey.

After all, just because you're moving slowly doesn't mean you're slow about attacking.

Unfortunately, its opponent is Carl, a human powerhouse with no weaknesses.

Carl's sword in his hand clicked quickly, and each blow hit the body of the Devil-Face Treeman with precision.

Don't look at the surface of the Devil-faced Treant's body is only some rough bark, but its defense is not to be underestimated, and the long sword made by the dwarf clan can only leave a trace on the surface of its body.

"No, no."

Carl carefully felt each attack, and in the past six months, Carl had once used a heavy lift, but he couldn't grasp it at all, and it was even difficult to recall the feeling of that time.

The Devil-faced Treant had given up on fighting back, silently enduring Cal's attack while still moving slowly.

Slowly, Karl's face changed, and he unknowingly came to the gathering place of the Demon Face Tree Man.

Whoa!

Around Carl, dozens of demon-faced treemen appeared, all staring at him expressionlessly.

"I haven't heard of the Demon Face Tree Man being a group of demonic beasts!" Carl was speechless.

But in an instant, Carl understood the reason, it should be his recent harassment, which actually forced the nearby Demon Face Tree People to unite.

Warcraft was only intellectually low before the Sanctuary, but it wasn't stupid.