Chapter 81: : Learn more fighting skills

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Just now, Murloc Sauerkraut witnessed with his own eyes how Benbo went from being a beginner, to entering the room, to singing, and finally keeping pace with him, even faintly beyond.
This level of progress has strongly impacted the worldview of sauerkraut.
His original solid and stable posture became shaky at this moment.
Seeing the completely opposite result of his plan, Old Brown Scale was shocked and helpless. He quickly slapped his lover on the shoulder: "Of course you are not stupid!"
I also added a sentence: "If you are still stupid, am I not stupid among stupid?"
"Then what's going on? Master, do you believe it? This is a murloc one day... No, a long time, no, it's not right. It was done before the time was up for half a day." Pickled cabbage pointed to the broken pieces underground. The stone trembling slightly.
"How do I know what the is going on! What the hell!" Old Brown Lin yelled in his heart, but asked calmly on the surface, "Maybe he is special, where is he now?"
"In front. He should still be practicing stone splitting." Pickled cabbage replied mechanically.
"After cutting so many knives, he must have a very high body temperature at the moment, and his blood is boiling, we must hurry over!" Old Brown Scale deliberately analyzed.
The old murloc shaman immediately understood what he meant.
The old brown scale invited her, the mayor, to come over, just to help run around to practice the red scale dancing sword skills.
The old shaman's spells can quickly lower the body temperature and heal the hidden wounds caused by cultivation.
The potential of the murloc race cannot be compared to the human race. Dark iron in the human race is not uncommon, but among the murlocs, the number of extraordinary men at the Dark Iron level is scarce and will receive more attention.
The old shaman is a silver-level spellcaster, helping to rush to practice, and it is also a process of grace.
This is a bargaining chip for the future.
Along the way, the talent shown by Runbo greatly exceeded the expectations of the two old murlocs.
This makes the two people's soliciting intentions even stronger.
"Let's go." The old shaman left immediately.
The old brown scale also directly left the sauerkraut in place.
"Hey, the two adults, wait for me." Sauerkraut reacted after a while, swam quickly, rushed to the second old, and changed his posture, stepped on the bottom of the sea, and changed to walk.
After walking for a short distance, the three of them found running around.
The murloc boy was waving the trophy that had not been held for a few days-the pair of bronze-level scimitars.
The scimitar slashed quickly, and every time it went down, it would split a stone.
Because of the long-term maintenance of the red-scale flurry of sword skills, the scales of the murloc boy's whole body are faintly red at this moment.
"Stop, stop!" The old brown scale hurriedly shouted, and he rushed to Benbo, "You will hurt yourself like this. Haven't I taken care of you already? This sword skill cannot be practiced indiscriminately. It needs more rest. Take care of your body."
Old Brown Scale was very concerned, but also secretly frightened.
Thinking of when he was young, he couldn't help asking himself: "I had the perseverance to run around at the time, can I persist in practicing the knife like this?"
Absolutely not.
He knows too well, using the red scales to dance around to the point where the scales are faintly red, the murloc can feel the pain!
"This wild boy's willpower is so strong, it's almost like steel!"
Seeing the old brown scales stop him, the murloc boy had to stop practicing.
He has some regrets.
After surpassing sauerkraut, I wanted to test the limits of my body, but was stopped by the old brown scales.
He is not worried about the harm caused.
The resilience of the murloc is not good, but the dragon can.
He can completely transform into a dragon form, speeding up the recovery of his injuries.
Even if it can't recover, there are still a lot of healing potions on the Justice. Not to mention that he still has a superb treatment method-that sapphire golden coffin.
"My lord, please help this ignorant junior." Old Brown Scale asked the old shaman.
The old shaman smiled at the murloc boy: "My child, you still have a lot of time in your life, so you don't need to rush for success. Relax and I will treat you."
After speaking, the old shaman chanted a few words in a low voice and successfully cast the spell.
The spell effect is very fast.
The murloc boy soon felt that his body temperature dropped rapidly and returned to a normal level, and at the same time there was a burst of life energy in his blood. Accompanied by the flow of blood, this energy quietly healed every hidden wound in his body.
"What kind of spell is this?" The murloc boy showed a pleasantly surprised expression just right.
"This is a kind of blood magic called blood therapy." The old murloc shaman replied, and then asked, "Is it better?"
"It feels great! With this magic, I don't have to sleep at all and spend the whole day practicing knife skills!" The murloc boy shook his fist and exclaimed excitedly.
Blood magic is relatively rare.
Generally speaking, it is in the hands of blood elves, blood (vampires), and some clergy of the Cthulhu sect.
The boy didn't expect that this old murloc shaman also had this skill.
But soon he thought that when he entered the Murloc village before, the old Murloc Shaman used to cast a spell to detect if there were any spies in the caravan, and at the same time he judged that he had nothing to do with the Bladefin tribe.
"The previous spell should also be a blood spell."
"You guy..." Sauerkraut's eyes were a little straight, he observed a pile of gravel beside the murloc boy's feet, "You have passed me. What are you?"
"I said, Old Brown Scale, although your sword skill is not difficult, it still needs to be improved." The murloc boy said a little bit.
"No, the difficulty of this sword technique is not low at all. There is only one explanation for your progress so fast-I'm afraid your blood is not simple." Old Brown Scale looked serious.
The old shaman nodded, agreeing with the old brown scale's speculation, and asked the murloc boy: "Have you tested your bloodline?"
The two old murlocs suspected the blood of the murloc boy.
But if it is tested now, at most the black iron bloodline of the brown scale murloc, and the bronze bloodline of the very few deep blue wise men will be detected.
The reason why the murloc boy can have such an excessive speed of progress lies in his human wisdom and strong warrior background.
The Red Scale Flurry Knife Skill is very difficult for the Murloc, but the Human Race's fighting skills are complex and sophisticated, and many of them far exceed it.
The current situation of the murloc boy is like the upper grades in the college learning the knowledge of the lower grades. It occupies a very high height, the study that looks like a bird's eye view, and the problems that plague the murloc are just a small trouble for him.
Looking at the two old murlocs who doubted their blood, the murloc boy did not argue. To a certain extent, this suspicion is a good thing.
He immediately shook his head and spread his hands: "How can I have this opportunity to check the blood."
"Yes." The old shaman remembered his identity as a wandering hunter. "The bloodline detection technology has always been in the hands of the three top ethnic groups. Our town only selects a few people every year and sends them to the center of the sea eye for bloodline testing. I suggest you Check your blood, you should find out."
The murloc boy replied: "I think too, but I don't know the murlocs of the three great clans."
"I will recommend you if I have a chance." Old Brown Lin said with a smile.
The murloc boy showed his amazing talent, and the old brown scale quickly adjusted his attitude.
Before, he felt that the murloc boy held his head high, did not understand the rules, and showed his wildness (actually, it was the first time that the boy got along with other murlocs as a murloc and did not know how to communicate with each other). Tuning.
Now, Old Brown Scale felt that it was normal for the Murloc Juvenile to have such a posture. The genius of the murlocs should have such a style!
The murloc boy held his head, turned his wrists, turned the sword, and urged the old brown scale casually: "I probably learned how to dance with the red scales. Let me teach me another fighting skill. After teaching me, I will use this. Return the two knives to you."
"I want to learn the second fighting technique now?" Old Brown Scale laughed. "Seaweed is sometimes delicious, but if you put too much in your mouth, it won't be easy to chew."
"This is my business. Don't linger, teach me another one." The Murloc boy insisted on learning.
In accordance with their strengths, they negotiated a bronze scimitar for a fighting skill.
Murloc teenagers need fighting skills.
Very much needed.
His previous fighting skills, such as dragon claw strike, flame explosion, etc., were all used in the form of dragons.
It is not impossible to use it in the form of a murloc, but its power will be greatly reduced, and it will also hurt itself.
This is like the sword fighting skill of Honglin Ranwu, which itself has been improved from the original version for generations, and this is slowly suitable for murlocs.
Although the teenager has acquired many murloc bloodlines, he cannot obtain murloc fighting skills through the blood core.
The old brown scale wanted to attract the young man's mind, the latter had known for a long time, but pretended not to know.
Old Brown Scale suggested using fighting skills for two bronze scimitars, which the young man wanted.
"I need to learn two fighting skills as soon as possible to improve the strength of the murloc state."
"Then look for an opportunity to reach the deepest part of the sea eye and explore the situation of the semi-plane."
The teenager knew that he had to hurry up.
Because according to the law, the day when the sea eye erupts is getting closer. He needs to get information as soon as possible, and then return to the Pirates of Justice in time to preside over the situation.
Old Brown Scale groaned for a moment, and said, "I have three fighting skills here, one is called Wave Treadmill, the other is called Swing Knife, and the last one is Hard Scale."
"You look good, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, I will demonstrate it."
The old brown scale demonstrated three fighting skills one after another.
The wave-walking fighting technique is used to create a strong thrust on the soles of the murloc's feet to help the murloc move quickly.
The maneuvering knife is to throw a scimitar, which is regarded as a compensation for the ability of long-range combat. If it goes well, the thrown scimitar does not need to be picked up by the user, it will fly back by itself. Sometimes water flow can be used to change the flight trajectory of the scimitar.
The tough scale fighting technique is the most unpretentious. It is a defensive method. After use, it can make the scales of the murloc tougher and effectively reduce damage. However, this fighting skill has a very serious flaw for the teenager. That is the quality of vindictiveness that will be exposed after use.
For example, after the old brown scales are used, the scales all over the body emit the color of black iron. If the young man used it, he would have to be silver and silver, which immediately revealed the secret that he was a silver fighter.
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