Chapter 11 Yasuo Zi’s Road

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"...I said, let me go. Look around. Maybe three or seven eighth-level Saint Seiya will jump out in the next moment and let you go. I heard from my brother that Saint Seiya must not be obsessed with personal honor success or failure when performing missions. If you can fight in groups, you will never be able to fight one-on-one. You can't beat them... Hey hey, there is another possibility! You don't want a sword light to be chopped down from the sky and beat you to pieces. The God of War hasn't taken action for a long time. If you lead him to take action, you'll be very excited!" Yayuzu chattered, "Aren't you afraid of the Temple of War God? Are you not afraid of the God of War?"

"If you keep saying this, I'm afraid of you." Yuko Yihara said lightly, "I won't learn from your brother, right?"

"When it comes to my brother...what do you want to do? If it is not good for him, you will be beaten to death by the God of War!" Yakumo Zi looked at him, "I don't recommend you to get close to your brother, otherwise you will definitely lose a lot of things..."

"Sister, I have never been scruples in doing things. You should be more restrained." Yuko Yihara smiled slightly, "Although you have a cunning personality, your methods of acting are a bit square... Haha, little sister, imitating your brother is not a good thing."

"What do you do with you?" Yamamoto's face turned slightly red, but was called by Yuko Ichihara. She was a follower of Caesar since she was a child. When Bi and Caesar returned from practicing on the Holy Mountain, both of them had grown up. Caesar gradually grew up as everyone expected to become a strong man who perfectly integrates the advantages of barbarians and orcs, and had a faint demeanor of leader group. Yamamoto's longing for several years also deteriorated quietly, but she didn't know how to express it, so she simply became a follower again. The little girl made unconscious imitation behaviors to those who were extremely important and loving in her heart, which was probably something she could not expect.

I always feel that it should be a very happy thing to be like my brother. I learn from my brother's tone, my brother's methods of acting, and my brother's demeanor - Yasuo Zi is happy, but I don't know the hidden dangers and problems.

"You can't do this." Yiyuan Yuko sighed. She came to a big rock, flapped her long skirt, sat down gracefully, and took off her shoes and socks while flying long hair, and swayed her beautiful jade feet into the water, swaying casually. Her flower clothes floated in the wind, gently brushing, as if they were about to merge into the water, and gently faded away. "A piece of iron can be forged into a sharp weapon, can a piece of magic crystal be? A piece of magic crystal can be used as a magic energy pool, is it a piece of iron stone? As the crown prince of the God of War, your brother certainly has the demeanor and capital to look down on the world. If you learn from him, it is like a rootless duckweed, and a monkey learns to speak."

...The first half of the story makes a lot of sense, and suddenly becomes sarcastic and harsh. Yakumo Zi was choked and did not scold her. She was silent for a while: "Are you saying... I did something wrong at all?"

"What do you think?" Yiyuan Yuko glanced at her, "Caesar is your brother... probably not his biological son. And he is not a fox man... You call him brother. You should have taken in an orphan at your family when you were a child, but it ended up being lucky."

After all, she is a dimensional witch and her brain is very good. Although she has been away from the world for a long time, she can still infer the matter from a little bit of information. She ignored Yakumo Zi, who was stunned and sneered: "The essence of the fox is the essence of the fox. In any case, it has nothing to do with the temper of the barbarian. Do you think you are stupid when you learn from your brother?"

Yakumo Zi was stunned. She knew that Yihara Yuko was right, but her habits for several years could not be changed easily.

"Do you like your brother? It's all written on your face." Yuko Ichihara said again, "It's a pity that the method is wrong, it's like a turtle shrouded. Didn't it mean that orcs are all unrestrained little hooves? What does he hesitate mean? If you like him, you should say it out. What's the point of imitating him? Judging from your charming bones, you've long been charming and beautiful at this age, but now you still look like a budding green look, the charm of a talented fox girl, and the heroic spirit that you have to add to yourself... whether you are high or low, what kind of virtue..."

While she was following her teachings, she seemed to be full of kindness, but the sarcasm and slanderous words mixed with it made Yakumo Zi depressed and didn't know how to refute it. When talking about Caesar, Yakumo Zi's hostility and defense disappeared inexplicably, and she asked foolishly: "I know... but I'm all like this now, how should I change it?"

"If you don't take the initiative to discover this kind of thing, if you don't want to take the initiative to change, you will never change it." Yihara Yuko waved her hand, stopped talking, just stared at the clear river, and sat silently.

The autumn scenery is flowing water, and the beauty in flower clothes. Even Yakumoji has to admit that although this dimensional witch is abominable method, she is really a rare beauty. This simple action of sitting quietly in the river and washing her jade feet forms a vivid picture with the surrounding scenery. But Yakumoji learned from Caesar not only the king's demeanor, but also the little carelessness and vicious tongue. The girl's natural jealousy broke out: "What's the good thing about the lake water, or are you stinking and beautiful?"

Yuko Ichihara glanced at her, raised his hand gently, and a dimensional crack suddenly unfolded under Yakumo Zi's body. The next moment, the poor fox girl sang a thud and threw it into the river. Yakumo Zi took two sips of the river before poking her head out, wiped the water from her face, and opened her mouth to curse. Yuko Ichihara said calmly: "Don't you really want to learn the ability to be in space? Unfortunately, the face is tender and the enemy is also an enemy. I'm sorry that I'm embarrassed to say it-Don't be afraid, I don't know how to read the mind, but you learned it a little stupid with your brother, put everything on your face, and guess it - don't be like this, isn't the fox girl the most scheming?"

"Is this essential connection with you playing with me?" Yakumo said angrily.

"The flow of water." Yihara Yuko suddenly said, "Did you feel the flow of water? Water changes every moment, and each moment has a different shape, and every moment exists so clearly - but their essence is water. Whether it is a vortex or a torrent, their essence is still unchanged. Space is more ethereal than water flow, but the same is true for the changes. What you learn is the space lineage made by electric shock, starting with the way of lightning. Although the entry is not slow, it is difficult to grasp the essence of space, so you can start from the flow of water and experience the mystery of the changes in space."

Yakumo Zi was stunned for a moment, then pondered. The benefits were of course to catch them first. She simply lay in the water, breathing only with her mouth and nose, and quietly experiencing the flow of water - torrents, slow flow, vortex, and stillness. She never knows what the next moment will change, but this unpredictable change follows a certain rhythmic law, which seems unreasonable, but is actually orderly.

She suddenly remembered her original idea, called the new power between the gaps, but how easy is it to open up a new space? But tonight's experience gave her new ideas. If the ever-changing space has a new order, does this mean that a new stable space has been constructed? If her space power can be like flowing water and changing in a lot, then Yiyuan Yuko must not chase after the space door she opened - that would be a shame and humiliation.

Before she knew it, night still fell, and Yayuzu was still immersed in the mystery of the flowing water. She frowned and thoughtful, and sometimes smiled. It took her unknown how long before she slowly got up and turned to see that Yiyuan Yuko was lying on the stone, holding a chin in her right hand, holding a smoke in her left hand, looking at the silver moon in the sky, gently spitting out clouds and mist, and the flames were clearly extinguished, reflecting her face.

Although she was extremely confident in her appearance and figure, Yakumo also knew that this woman had something she didn't have, which was the temperament and knowledge accumulated over the years, which constituted a mature beauty and a beauty that was incomparable. The fox girl shook her ears and shook her tail, and then she had the opportunity to carefully observe the witch who had plundered her here. However, at this time, Yihara Yuko no longer had the aura of the female lord who looked down on the sixth level eight strongman, nor did she have the unfathomableness of her when she was guiding her. There was a sadness in her eyes and endless sighs. Looking at the silver moon, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Brother said that the life course of every creature is a unique story, and people are even more like this. Different life and different endings. The eighth-level strong men are almost at the top of the saints. Regardless of the so-called good and evil, they are all unremitting people with great wisdom and perseverance. Their mental path is a magnificent history of struggle, and they are all irreplaceable legends..." Yakumo Zi looked at Yihara Yuko silently, "So what is her life like for this woman who is said to have lived tens of thousands of years old?"

At this time, Yiyuan Yuko had suddenly woken up, as if the weakness and sorrow just now were just hallucinations. In an instant, she had become an unfathomable witch: "You seem to have gained a lot of benefits, let's talk about it?"

"I took a cold shower, and it was really comfortable to take a bath..." Yakumo Yakusa yawned in wet clothes - water can conduct electricity, and it is not an electric shock to the current control, so no one dared to evaporate the water through the heat of the current.

Yihara Yuko's eyes twitched for a moment, and she looked at Yakumo Zi without saying a word.

"Ah haha..." The fox girl was stared at by the powerful witch's eyes and then smiled, "No kidding! It's the flowing changes and hidden order! My brother once told me that this world is our best teacher. Many ordinary things and scenery may hide the mystery of the world, but we just need to discover it."

"Everyone can say this, but there are very few things that can be done." Yihara Yuko nodded in praise, "Being able to apply this principle to the essence, you have begun to break away from the shackles of so-called professional skills and find the door to become a saint - in other words, you are not far from the seventh level realm. It's really amazing that you have been wasted for so many years."

She stretched out her hand and the dimensional crack spread out again. The next moment, Yakumo Zi had already fallen beside her. The fox girl stretched her arms in surprise. In just a blink of an eye, whether it was wet clothes or water-stained skin, it had magically become extremely dry: "Is this also the use of space power? Is it the filtering of water by space?"

"Although I didn't say that, it's not far away." Yuko Yihara smiled, "Don't be too ambitious, you can't learn this thing now. And don't forget, I'm not your nanny and teacher. Our purpose is to find your unparalleled brother."

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After Iliad woke up, he was only confused about his broken top. Fortunately, it was normal for the clothes to be broken when he was working hard. The guy with thick lines didn't care about these things. He only remembered that he drank a lot of wine with that incredible man. He really understood wine very well, from the south, from the north, from the east, from the west... each had his own taste and his own shortcomings. The principles in the wine seemed to integrate many things he didn't understand before, and these things were enough for him to think about it all his life.

He sat on the bed, scratching his head in confusion until he was grabbed by the elusive Caesar and threw it out of the room.

"Teacher... Sorry, I drank a little too much yesterday..." Iliad still had a hangover blush on his face. Caesar thought it was disgusting to have a giant blushing - but given that these two guys had good wine, although they drank a mess, they didn't vomit... This is one of the reasons why Caesar did not deal with them further.

Otherwise, there would be no rude and unknown substances left in Caesar's house...well, Caesar's revenge would be terrible.

"I will live with your mother these days... Don't look at me, I really didn't do anything." Caesar waved his hand, "Iliad, you know me, you will admit everything I did when I did, right? Nangong Yue, just like this morning..."

"Don't worry! I will teach him well!" Nangong Yue interrupted Caesar's words loudly, "It's just one month! You teach him how to exercise his physical strength. I use potions to adjust his physical condition and teach him some useful things..."

"Well, that's about it. You and Nangong Yue live here and learn something from him. Of course, my course will not fall." Caesar opened his hand, and a wooden stick in the corner flew into his hand.

"You missed the best stage to become stronger. If you want to achieve something at this age, you can only rely on diligence to make up for your weakness." Caesar shrugged and raised the wooden stick in his hand. "Although the sword is an extension of the body and the strength of the body is the basis of everything, it is obvious that you cannot reach that level...you should take it slowly."

He demonstrated five basic sword skills to Iliad. The so-called basic sword skills are the branch of basic combat skills - basic combat skills. In addition to the inheritance of Saint Seiya, another precious gift left to the barbarians by the first sages of the Temple of War Temple. It includes everything. It is the general outline of the battle skills of the Temple of War Temple, which uses powerful martial arts skills to majesticize the continent.

"Let's know." Caesar demonstrated to Iliad three times until the other party has learned the score well. Caesar said lightly, "From today, from morning to night, in addition to the weight-bearing homework, you should continue to practice these five moves. You must remember that every skill and every combat skill is thought out by people. As long as it is thought out by people, there will be flaws and flaws, because no one is perfect... So don't copy it out, learn to think when practicing."

Iliad nodded as if he was unaware. Looking at his hangover, Caesar shook his head and said coldly: "I will give you another thing, what I teach you, if you don't have my consent, you are not allowed to teach others. Otherwise... If you teach ten thousand people, I will not only kill 9,999 people, do you remember?"

When he spoke, he was murderous. Iliad's hair stood up all over his body, and his sleepiness disappeared: "I understand!"

"In this way, you can start." Caesar turned around, Nangong Yue patted Iliath on the shoulder and followed Caesar out. The druid exclaimed softly: "Skills were created by the ancestors, but they are not perfect, and they should not be learned... It seems that the so-called holy land crown prince is indeed more extraordinary than us guys."

"You shouldn't be flattering me, but if it's an image stone, it's not a question, and I'll give it to you." Caesar shook his head, "And you don't have to stay for a month, refine the potion I need, and wait until something abnormal happens to Silent Hill, and you can leave."

"You are more sarcastic than when we first met. Is it the reason for the reversal impulse?" Nangong Yue frowned, "No matter what, you have to find out the crux of the problem quickly, but this is not my purpose. I want to ask Iliad."

"He..." Caesar sighed, "It's all, but I don't expect the disciples I will accept at will be monsters with amazing talents. He only needs to protect his mother one. But despite this, I'm too anxious to create the soul of a warrior within a month."

"Is that so? After all, he is your disciple. If his future achievements are not high..." Nangong Yue hesitated.

"Why should I care about this? Is it Caesar's disciple? It doesn't mean much to a guy who only needs to protect his mother." Caesar shook his head, "and I don't care whether he is a fool or a genius, or a stunning or mediocre. At most, I'll just bear an evaluation that is not very good at teaching people. In addition, Caesar is still Caesar, and the king is still the king."

"I feel relieved. I thought you would force him too much for this reason. Iliad is indeed a good guy." Nangong Yue touched her chin, "but she always feels that he is more suitable to appear on the battlefield than protecting her family... I still have some experience in the battle formation. Do you mind teaching him?"

"What are you teaching him? You can do it, I won't interfere." Caesar waved his hand, "You are so knowledgeable."

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