On a deserted island in the East China Sea, the island is covered with dense forests and full of the atmosphere of nature.

However, at this time, the center of the island was filled with the roars of wild beasts, and there were wailings between them. After a while, the island became completely quiet, and even the sound of birds and monkeys playing disappeared.

If someone was in the center of the island at this time, he would see a scene of hell. The ground was no longer a green grass, but a piece of blood red. The ground was covered with the remains of various animals. The tiger's claws were cut into several sections. The worst was a wolf, cut out from the middle and cut into several sections, like a chopped carrot.

At the center, there is a pile of corpses formed by animal corpses. On the pile was a twelve-three-year-old boy with black hair and animal skin around his waist, and two swords were inserted into the corpse in front of him.

The black-haired boy is Weir. After practicing Yan Hui, Weir has been fighting on the island, adding practical skills, practicing swordsmanship, and familiar with Yan Hui. Half a year has passed.

At this time, Vir was holding a huge yellow fruit in his hand and eating it naturally. In the forest full of silences and blood, ordinary people could not help but vomit wildly as soon as they looked. At this time, Vir had been trained to be able to eat very fragrantly in this hell-like environment. It was not just a matter of force, but it was already used to it.

Eliminated the last bite of flesh on his hand, Weir looked up and thought that he had cut his opponent into several sections in order to exercise his adaptability, but gradually Weir found that he had become accustomed to it. In Vir's words, he felt uncomfortable if he didn't cut anything for a day.

"It's almost done, please contact the master with the phone bug. After so many life-and-death battles, I feel that I have met the master's requirements." Weir got up and walked towards the newly built temporary residence to get his phone bug.

For the past six months, Weir has been fighting almost every day, and it is common for him to be injured.

After a long-term development of the "Thunder Sprig" method, it was finally achieved using "Thunder Sprig Hair" to activate the body cells. Weir discovered that the cell activation of the "Thunder Sprig" is actually to stimulate the absorption capacity of the body cells, absorb nutrients to the greatest extent, and a unique substance in lightning, and the training effect is also astonishingly five times.

The thirteen-year-old Weir felt that his body was in the development stage, and coupled with the gradual strengthening of the "Thunder Sprig Technique", he became stronger very quickly, especially at his own speed.

The 'Thunder Sprig method' stimulates cells to enhance the body to the extent of the body. If you compare it with specific numbers, the growth and strengthening of strength, physical strength, etc. is one, then the speed is three.

Simply put, after successful development, the "Thunder Spike Hair" has not only increased the training effect by five times, even if Weir does not train now, his body will gradually strengthen, but it is not obvious.

I came to my temporary residence and picked up the head of the bed and fed the phone bugs that I had been carefully fed for two years.

This little guy was given to him by his master two years ago. At that time, he was also surprised. This magical creature in the original work. After playing for a long time, the master finally told himself not to forget to feed it food and drink water.

Weir was even more surprised and asked in a very slight manner, do phone bugs still need to eat?

Weir still remembers the speechless look of his master looking at him and replied, "Why don't you need to eat if you look at any creature.

Then Weir learned that the phone bugs also need to eat and drink water, but they can only be fed once a long time. The longer the feeding interval between phone bugs, the more valuable it is. Weir only needs to feed them once a month. It is said that the Navy has the kind of feeding them once a half year.

Pick up the phone worm and add it manually, and the phone worm will send it out.

Bolu, Bolu, Bolu, Bolu.

Kaga, the phone bug opened her eyes.

"Teacher, I'm Vir. I'm almost exercising. It's time to go back. Find a boat to pick me up. I'm almost turning into a savage now, and bring some clothes by the way." Vir looked very happy. After all, he was about to go back to see his master and senior brother. It's been two years since he saw him.

"Well, I'll let your senior brother do this. If he doesn't have anything important, he might pick you up in person. After all, he's been talking to me several times." Long Liang seemed very happy to hear that Weir was coming back. After all, although there are many apprentices in the sword hall, he now has only three apprentices, and each one is very concerned about it.

"Okay master, then hang up first, wait until you go back." After saying that, he and the master were separated and hung up the phone bug.

A few days later, Vill finally waited for the boat to pick him up. He saw his senior brother Roy at the bow. Because of the 1.6-meter-high man and a small blue braid, Vill recognized his senior brother at a glance.

Before the ship could dock, Vir turned on the "Thunder and Lightning Mode" and rushed a few games before jumping to the far ship.

Roy on the boat was also surprised. He looked at Ville, who was covered in light blue light, and laughed.

"Boy, you've become stronger. It won't take long to get over me. You're not so tall. You guys can't be a dwarf." Roy, who hadn't seen him for a long time, began to have his unique slutty again.

"How could I be a dwarf? I'm only thirteen years old, and it's normal for 1.4 meters. I will definitely grow taller in the future. Oh, I don't think of some people. I'm still 1.6 meters old. It's such a sad story." The two brothers who haven't seen each other for a long time started their daily bickering again.

After fighting with Roy for a while, Vill stretched out his fist. Roy also stretched out his fist when he saw it. The two of them fists heavily. Although the two men were not able to express their inner thoughts, they could feel the friendship between brothers and brothers when they collided with their fists.

After making a few days with Roy, he never had the boredom of coming again because Roy taught Vale to drink. Yes, Roy taught Vale to drink, who was only thirteen years old.

The wine Roy drank for Ville was a green bottle with the jerez brand on it. Ville recalled carefully, wasn't this the kind of wine that ZZZZA favorite drinks, the strongest enemy of the theater version.

After taking a sip, Weir felt that the wine was good. I don’t know what food it made and it tasted very good. It is said that Roy said that drinking a wine that gives people a sense of masculinity.

After drinking a few bottles with Roy, the two of them started talking nonsense. After drinking more than a dozen bottles, they were already standing on the side of the boat with their necks and peed, comparing who could pee farther.

When I woke up the next day, because of my strong constitution, Weir had no headaches or something. He just vaguely remembered drinking with Roy and drank a little too much, and forgot everything else, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot.

A few days later at the Pier of Roger Town, Vier finally returned to Roger Town, wearing the same clothes as when he left, but this time he was holding a bottle of wine with the jerez brand in his hand, and took a sip after two steps.

I spent the bored days on the boat like this, and Vir found that although he was not addicted to alcohol, it was good to take a few sips. But when he thought that he would meet the master later, he put the wine in his bag behind him.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Sword Hall, Weir suddenly felt like he wanted to enter, but he was a little timid. Weir felt this for the first time. Is this the longing?

When he opened the door, Weir found that the master and Senior Sister An were already waiting for him in the yard. There was no apprentice in the yard before, only the master standing in the yard smiling, and Senior Sister An standing behind the master.

"I'm back, I'm back." There weren't many words, the master's words made Weier's nose feel a little sour.

"Master, I'm back." After saying that, Weir walked to the master and looked at the old man who had not seen him for two years.

"Let's go, come to the secret room with your senior brother and second sister. I'll talk to you about something." After that, he walked towards the secret room. The four of them came to the secret room and sat on the chair.

Long Liang, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at Ver with satisfaction, looked at Roy, and An. Both nodded, as if they agreed to a certain decision of Long Liang.

"Ville, in fact, the sword hall opened for the master also has another kind of business, that is, the killer organization in the dark world. We accept tasks in the dark world, assassinate pirates, navy, merchants, and family forces in the East China Sea. As long as there is a task, we will accept everything. I don't know whether Vill wants to join. This is purely voluntary. If you don't like this profession, you may also help me manage the sword hall. I respect my disciple's choice." Long Liang said that he concealed Vill two years ago.

"Of course, I haven't killed anyone yet. I don't know what it feels like to cut people. There have been many wild beasts." Weir thought for a while and agreed to Long Liang. In fact, Weir had already felt that the owner of a small sword hall, how could there be so many luxurious things in daily life?

Long Liang nodded, probably expecting Weir's answer, just looking at the faint smell of blood that could not be washed off when the boy entered the door. Long Liang knew that his disciple might be like An, not a kind person, and he didn't know if he would be as cruel as An. It was a headache.

Thinking of this, I looked at the three apprentices in front of me.

A great disciple who gave up on himself after experiencing trauma.

A second disciple who experienced the same trauma as his eldest disciple did not give up on himself, but became very cruel and liked to torture the enemy.

I finally accepted a three-part disciple who looked normal, but the more I got along, the more I felt that this kid might not be a good bird. When it comes to killing people, I didn’t have any fear, but the first thing I thought of was what it felt like to chop people.

Long Liang sighed, waved his hand and asked his disciples to go out, driving away a few disciples who were unknown. Long Liang couldn't help but think that he was very righteous when he was young, but how could the old teach a few disciples who were obviously villains? Maybe he had changed too.
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