"Of course, it's my 'McGob' that will be my priority."

Mr. Xia threw Mr. Sa a name note 2.0 and a page of paper.

"As before, this thing counts as a skill, type the ID on the keyboard, and remember not to make a typo. On the paper is a more detailed instruction manual, you can probably read it once. ”

Mr. Sa took the thing, stared at the carefully worded "manual" for a long time, and asked the meaning of several words before he fully understood.

"It means that I can start my ID again, so wouldn't it be very domineering for me to top a 'Sanatos'?" He asked.

Teacher Xia: "What's the matter, you want to be an MT, come up with such a hateful name?" ”

Mr. Sa: "...... It seems to be the same, so what's my name? What are you going to call it? ”

Teacher Xia smiled and activated the name strip on the top of his head.

A dark purple light flashed, and then a Chinese character for "Xia" appeared.

There is also a small dagger emblem on the front.

Mr. Sa was directly stunned: ", dynamic name note?" No, how can you customize this ID? Chinese should be considered symbols, right? Why don't I have this on my keyboard? ”

Teacher Xia said proudly: "Of course, I asked Heine to customize, Chinese is a rune language in his opinion, with the characteristics of passwords, in the future, the word 'Xia' will represent McGb, and the dagger is our emblem, which is convenient for our own people to check their identity." ”

"It's your ......"

Sa is too envious.

But he still couldn't help but say: "But in this way, 'Xia' won't become a dirty word?" ”

Teacher Xia: "Huh? What swear words? ”

Mr. Sa: "Isn't McGb what you mean by MGB?" ”

Teacher Xia: "What is God...... This is pinching him an intelligence agency! FBI you know, right? ”

Mr. Sa: "Oh, is it the FBI at the beginning of the movie?" I always thought it was an auditor......"

Teacher Xia: "Huh? What movie title has this logo? Political films? ”

Mr. Sa: "...... It's a very old film, and it's normal that you don't know. ”

Before Mr. Xia could get to the bottom of it, Todd suddenly rushed in from outside.

"Two instructors, something is wrong! The new elves are fighting our people! ”

…

The two arrived at the scene as fast as they could, only to find that Todd had also learned badly.

He apparently waited for the battle to come to an end.

Now that the battle was over, the new elves, both men and women, sat on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces, and were crowded with soldiers who were not too big to see the excitement.

Grey Moon brought back a total of nine young elves from this trip.

Two of them went to the barracks in Ebony Town to train as warriors.

The cool brother named Eddard and another wood elf were temporarily apprenticed to Linumu.

The singing maiden Lani is half of the Silver People and trains in the Court of Light with another group of female Light Affinities selected from among the locals.

The remaining four people all came to the forest shooting range to receive the "Sa style training method".

According to the player, these four people are the strongest and last four rangers among the elves after the first battle in the future Mourning Wood Valley.

The Ranger is a hybrid class of hunter and wanderer, and basically only the elves, a race with a natural affinity for the wind, can do it.

- Strictly speaking, dwarves can do it, but just like rappers and blacks are highly bound, rangers have become an "exclusive" class for elves.

These young men have gone through the experience of escaping from the city of mourning, crossing the Nardolan River, going to the town of Atthi, and being blessed by Loutton.

After arriving in Maikala, although they saw the vigorous plants and felt the vitality of the vigorous growth at first sight, it still could not change the essence of the countryside here.

Whether it is the curious eyes of the people in Luye Town, the low level of strength of ordinary people, or the backward level of infrastructure, they will breed a sense of superiority.

Not everyone is as aware as Thiara is that they are responsible for the closure and backwardness here.

The experience of these young people is not enough to support them to think so far.

So, coupled with the sharpness and blood of a young man, it is almost inevitable that small contradictions will escalate into fights.

It's just that neither of them expected that these future heroes would be beaten so badly?

It shouldn't be......

After being blessed by Loulton, they obviously reached the second-level level.

These local soldiers are at this level, huh?

Teacher Xia beckoned to Rawan, and the half-elf kid immediately rolled over.

"Is it a heads-up," he asked.

Rawan patted his chest: "Instructor, don't worry, it's definitely heads-up, I'll single-handedly pick them up one by one, I won't embarrass you, right?" ”

Gan, who taught you to pretend to be so forced??

Although he thought so, Mr. Xia still patted Lawan's shoulder: "Good fight"

The Aborigines don't have a player's board, and there are no so-called "level-up" moments, and getting stronger is completely linear.

This guy should be level 3 by now, and his stealth skills are all level 4.

Considering his careful cultivation in the past, this result is not surprising at all.

Mr. Xia took out a transparent ruler-like name note 2.0 from the bag and threw it to the other party, and then took out the instruction manual.

"See for yourself"

Rawan was stunned for a moment, and immediately left with his things in his hands.

On the other side, Mr. Sa asked Todd to drive back the young men who took the opportunity to interrupt their training to watch the excitement, and he walked in front of the future "Scarlet Arrow" Sangres.

Ravan didn't spare his hand, and Sangres's fiery red hair was covered in mud, apparently rolling on the ground.

"Why did you fight?"

Mr. Sa asked.

Because of the friendship accumulated along the way, the red-haired elf girl thought that Sa always came to administer justice to them, and immediately aggrieved:

"They were the ones who made it difficult for us first!"

"Yes, the amount of training they gave is very unreasonable, and we are not allowed to object!"

"It's just that the locals are too unreasonable!"

Mr. Sa: "Who made the first move?"

"It's me."

Sangrès stood up.

"I did it first, I'm not convinced, I'm going to fight him again! I was just careless just now, and I definitely won't lose this time! ”

Mr. Sa: "Sometimes facing up to your weakness is also a kind of progress"

"No way, how could I lose to him!"

Seeing her so stubborn, Sa always thought about a lot of things to say, but the thought of typing was annoying.

So he called Todd over.

"Tell her how many times you've used the Wind Arrow in the past month."

Todd immediately snapped his fingers and began to count:

"On training days, there are 5 sets of morning exercises, 5 times in a group; In the morning, the muscles are tired, and 3 sets of energy mobilization are practiced; In the afternoon, the muscles are recovered, the energy is exhausted, and 3 sets of bow pulling movements are practiced; If there is a group match before nightfall, use at least 2 sets of Strong Wind Arrows in battle...... In the past month, 20 training days can be converted into 1,000 complete strong wind arrow exercises. ”

How is it so much?

Mr. Sa muttered in his heart.

This figure is completely unqualified in the eyes of the players.

Before the advent of the Void Sac, hunter players who rely purely on physical weight should have consumed more than 300 arrows a day, nearly 10,000 a month.

Even if you count the arrow recycling, it's a significant expense.

Therefore, after the birth of the scorching mountain, the lion king knocked down the price of arrows, which made so many hunter players crazy. Before that, most of them had to save some armor-piercing arrows, and after that, they could use enchanted arrows arrogantly.

The aborigines practiced with a special "practice arrow", which translates to a blunt arrow with 100 durability points when translated as a game terminology.

The attack power is sparse, but one can be used as a hundred, and it can only be used to drive stakes.

In the game, there is a daily cap on the skill proficiency gained by shooting stakes, so Mr. Sa will ravage the stakes to the limit every day like a "warm-up".

Over the course of a week, he had to use dozens of practice arrows.

Later, after having a Void Sac and reaching the fifth level, it was common for a copy to have hundreds of energy arrows at every turn.

Therefore, the strength of the player is built on the training volume of hundreds or even thousands of times that of the aborigines.

- If you consider this, they are not necessarily as gifted as the aborigines.

But that's how the players perceive it.

In the eyes of the aborigines, Todd's training volume is already impressive.

Sangreth was dumbfounded.

But the shock in her eyes slowly turned to doubt.

Mr. Sa didn't bother to explain.

"Show it," he said.

"Yes, Instructor."

Todd nodded, drawing his bow with a swift movement.

Sou!

The strong wind swirled with arrows and shot straight at a fist-sized target hidden in the treetops fifty meters away.

It's about the level of three or four, Mr. Sa thought to himself.

However, although the level is not high, the overall action is capable and full of player style.

Fast, accurate, ruthless, never muddy.

This is the result of repeated practice under the demands of a perfect example.

When the elves saw the arrow, they shut up.

Mr. Sa looked at Sangreth again:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

The elf was silent.

"But we didn't lose to him...... a male elf whispered.

Todd spread his hands very dryly: "To be honest, I can't beat Lavan." And he practiced more than I did. ”

This time, this group of geniuses was completely dumbfounded.

Practice, but you can't practice others.

Fight, can't beat people.

With all that, what else is there to say?

They also want to be faced.

"Train well, and you'll be like him."

Mr. Sa hits the railway while it's hot:

"After all, you were brought back by the Gray Moon on my behalf."

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, these gray-eyed elves all became as high as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Hiss......

What's going on?

Todd inexplicably sensed a crisis.

(End of chapter)