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Chapter 380 Uninvited guests

The blood lines on the man's face disappeared quickly, but new blood lines appeared on the back of his neck, forming the same mark as the back of Nerike's neck.

"Remember your mission, and may you and your master leave more glory than shame in this limited life."

Bello also completed the ancient ritual with such words.

"Because you are the second entourage magician to join, she is your captain." Then he clicked Neriko on the edge of the metal cage and gave orders to the man, "Pack up your armor, this is the wealth of your magician team."

"You kill me, I will never become anyone's entourage magician." The man with accent was obviously from the Dova Kingdom, and his eyes were a little hollow.

"It's weaker than when fighting, much worse than I thought. I've already doubted my decision." Beiro looked at him and snorted coldly, "But compared to the mission of the entourage magician to protect the master, the master also has the mission of protecting the entourage magician. Weak guy, are you really the same as the wastes in the stands? Are you a deserter of the Bat Legion... But don't worry, even if the Bat Legion comes to cause trouble for you, I will protect you."

Hearing these words from Bello, the idea that this guy was a complete madman appeared in Nerico's mind again. How could a legion with at least dozens of powerful elite squads be protected by a magician of this level?

But such big words also made her feel very strange in her heart... If the Burning Legion people really come to cause trouble, would he really take his life to protect this guy and protect his so-called entourage magician?

"Protection? The Bat Legion is here to make trouble for me?"

The man murmured to himself, and tears of pain suddenly flowed from his empty eyes, "How great would it be if the commander and others could really appear in front of me and regard me as a deserter..."

"What's wrong?"

Luo Yiwei and several magicians of the Burning Legion suddenly flashed to Beiro's side. "I am not a combat wizard with outstanding achievements, but I am not qualified to obtain the base armor of the Bat Legion." Luo Yiwei looked at the man's extremely painful face and pulled his hair nervously, "What's wrong with the Bat Legion? How could a guy like you fall into a black market to engage in such a battle?"

"The Bat Legion is gone..." The man closed his eyes, but tears burst out from his eyes. "A unqualified guy like me should have died in such a depraved place..."

"The Bat Legion is gone? What does it mean?" Luo Yiwei and several magicians of the Burning Legion froze their faces.

...

...

"Xiao Fei, the equipment room has just been used. You can go and organize the equipment room."

In the middle of the Echi Kingdom, in the city of Deer Antlers near the city of Echimara, a martial artist in his fifties ordered an apprentice.

This is a private self-slim hall that is not too large.

This kind of private self-slim gym usually charges lower tuition fees than colleges with the lowest fees. It teaches some families that are very poor, have a relatively mediocre talent, and cannot get the standard for free admission to the college. However, I and my parents have some expectations for awakened teenagers.

Generally, the savants who open such private self-cultivation halls either have rich teaching experience or have specialties in some aspects, which can attract some parents to send their children over.

The 50-year-old savage figure was a little fat, with kind eyes and a good temper. The apprentice he ordered at this moment was Fei Qiluo.

Another muscular man kneeling in a corner of the hall, scrubbing the floor, naked, was another elite student at Tielin College, Wilde.

Elite students of the level like Fei Qiluo and Wilde, even if they are short of money and have to work, will probably be rushed to be private tutors by many people, and will never do such superficial work in a slim-like gymnasium of this level.

But now Fei Qiluo and Wilde seem to be working seriously. After hearing the old savant's instructions, Fei Qiluo immediately ran to a equipment room next to her, cleaned it carefully, and returned all the equipment inside.

When the day's course ended, all the teenagers who came here to class politely said thank you to the teacher and left. Looking at the orderly training halls and equipment rooms, the slightly fat squeaked in his fifties flashed with satisfaction in his eyes. He appeared in front of Fei Qiluo and Wilde who were preparing dinner like a real working apprentice.

"You Professor Zhou from Tielin College recommended it right. You are indeed the best students in Tielin College."

The slightly fat veteran did not ask Fei Qiluo and Wilde to stop working, but just chatted in an ordinary way, and said with some sigh, "I have graduated from Tielin College for more than 30 years. I was an elite student of Tielin College at the time, but I have not achieved much yet."

"Teacher Qian, your self-cultivation hall has also taught many good magicians, which is already a very good achievement." Wilde said sincerely.

"But since Professor Zhou respects me so much and specifically asks you two to come to me to study, then my greatest achievement in my life should be to teach you two students." The slightly fat veteran smiled slightly, and then he looked at Fei Qiluo and Wilde without much nonsense and said, "The tactics I was good at originally require extremely calm and patient tactics, so I let you do miscellaneous work for many days, but you are better than I thought, and you are more mature than your peers."

"This is the scroll of my mind-pardling."

The slightly fat veteran took out two identical scrolls and handed them to Fei Qiluo and Wilde, and explained with a smile: "My technique is a very strange absolute frontal physical defense technique. As long as it is an attack from the opposite side, the heart-eye cutting blade formed by this technique can definitely use less elliptical particles to consume to resist the opponent's elliptical attack... So I said I need to be calm and patient, because using my technique to deal with high-level elliptical masters, the best tactic is to consume extremely patiently, always patiently keep yourself in a posture that is in line with the surgical technique, and don't let the opponent's elliptical skills attack your side and back."

"So it's such a strange technique!"

Fei Qiluo and Wilde couldn't help but look at each other.

When fighting a strong enemy, especially an opponent who is one level higher than you, you must always face the opponent's skills face to face. And if you have to use a consumption method to finally decide the winner, you do need extremely patience and must not be impatient or make any mistakes.

"Wilde, you focus on close-body physical skills. For you, such a technology is equivalent to the life-saving technique when facing some close-body artists who can burst out powerful technical skills."

"As for Xiao Fei..." The veteran gaze stopped on Fei Qiluo, "Professor Zhou's judgment is not wrong. Your personality should make you use such techniques without any problem."

"This kind of restrictive but very unique technique should play a good role when facing the enemy, allowing me to resist higher-level magicians." Fei Qiluo thanked the veteran magician.

"It's a pity that there are not many things that can help you. I only have such a thing that is equivalent to a general physical skill suitable for you." The veteran savage hesitated for a moment, but still looked at Fei Qiluo with some regret and said, "Your unique mutant bloodline talent gives you some powerful abilities that others do not have, but it also becomes the biggest obstacle for you to continue to become stronger in the future. Because although those powerful talents such as dragons are rare, after all, from the age of the dragon, there are many inheritances that can be cultivated and mastered.

After all, there are more techniques. But your bloodline has been completely mutated from the foundation of the Baratheon Storm Dragon Bloodline. It can be said that from the time of the Dragon War to the present, over the past thousand years, the entire Doraster mutated bloodline like you have at most one or two. Most powerful forbidden techniques cannot be learned and mastered by your bloodline, but even a knowledgeable dragon language scholar can only study a few powerful techniques in his life. If you are not a specialized research scholar, you cannot create any powerful techniques yourself."

"So..." After a pause, the veteran artist looked at Fei Qiluo, strengthened his tone, and sincerely suggested: "What you have to do in the future should be to find some powerful techniques that you can practice... Some are flawed, but they may also be useful. If you don't like skills that ordinary magicians look down on, you must not and will not like them."

"I see."

Fei Qiluo's eyes were shining with a strange light.

The path of cultivation ahead of him has become very clear in his eyes.

In his opinion, even if he doesn't have the skill of confrontation, it is definitely worth staying here for so many days with this veteran savant for so many days, listening to what he said when he taught his students, and what he just said to himself.

...

Late at night, under the starry sky, the training was completed and Fei Qiluo and Wilde, who had completely exhausted their strength, were lying on a rooftop of the Sculpture Hall.

Looking at the stars blinking in the sky, Wilde blew his hair and couldn't help but say, "I don't know what kind of progress that guys Ailin have made now."

"Their progress should be the kind that we have to keep up with very hard work in the future..." Fei Qiluo smiled faintly and said.

"Hey, Fei Qiluo, are you still here? If you are there, you will appear in front of me."

At this moment, a sound that seemed very unhappy sounded outside the slim self-study hall.

Fei Qiluo and Wilde were both stunned.

This sound seemed to be the voice of Bai Ling, the magician of the Tali family, who they had seen in the Shadow Valley.

This is a magician of the same level as Donna and the others, and he is not familiar with them, so he is a real uninvited guest.

What did he do here?
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