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Chapter 4 Frost Fighting Qi

Lamber's smile on his face regained his seriousness: "The fighter is divided into eleven stages, fighter, fighter, fighter, crazy fighter, demon fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, fighter, except for the fighter, which is divided into nine stages, the rest are divided into five levels. It may take ten years or even longer to complete the fighter stage and become a real fighter, that is, fighter, and you must advance to become a fighter within one year!"

"During the training process, I will also assign other tasks to you. You must complete it. It is important for a fighter to train his strength, but his mind is more important."

"yes!"

In the forest, Regg waved a giant sword, sweating like rain. The giant sword was hung on Lambert's back when he found Lambert. In the past year, the giant sword has been hanging in the house, covered with dust, and now it has finally seen the light of day again.

"You started hunting since childhood, and your physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people. And now your body seems to have been strengthened by something, especially your left arm, which is extremely strong, so you will major in your left hand in the future."

Lamber stood aside with a serious face, looking at Reg, who was soaked in sweat, and said coldly, without any intention of letting him rest.

"Fighting is not only about the thickness of fighting spirit. A powerful giant may even be defeated by a dexterous short man. Only by constantly improving your fighting skills and adding your fighting spirit can you maximize your fighting power!"

"Your weapon, to be part of your body, to be as flexible as your arms, to reach the heart and the sword."

"Wave the sword with your right hand and slash a thousand times, and slash a thousand times with your left hand and squat for another hour with your weight, and then..."

Lamber's training courses are arranged tightly, and even Iron Man probably has to be exhausted. One by one, the training courses that ordinary practitioners are afraid of, force Regre's physical potential and improve his strength bit by bit.

Regg's eyes were already blurred by the dripping of sweat. The giant sword was constantly completing the movements of slashing, slashing, picking, and stabbing in Regg's hands. He gradually felt a little strange.

Most people are right-handed and are used to using their right hands. Reg himself is no exception, but when Reg holds the giant sword with his left hand, he seems to have no feeling of strangeness and discomfort that should have existed.

It was an extremely familiar feeling, as if I was born left-handed.

His left hand seemed to be more flexible than his right hand, and this flexibility seemed to be innate!

Holding the giant sword, even Reg felt that the originally lifeless giant sword seemed to be alive in his left hand, as if he had breathing and heartbeat. Reg could easily wave the giant sword weighing fifty or sixty kilograms and stab the leaves falling in the stroke!

It seems that Reg was born to use a sword, and he was born to use a sword with his left hand!

But this feeling is something that has never been before, but now it is very real. It feels the same as when Reg smashed sandstone with one punch. It is the deepest feeling in his mind. It is strange, but it really exists.

After Reg told Lambert about his feelings, Lambert was a little surprised, but nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, that's better. Ordinary people are used to defending the opponent's right-hand attack, and the attack with the left-handed attack makes it difficult for the opponent to guard against. A thunder strike may even make the opponent's strength far better than your opponent's one-hit kill."

"From tomorrow, on the basis of completing daily training, start practicing the Dou Qi Art!"

"Ba", a rather simple book was placed in front of Reg, but it was strange that the first page of the book did not appear to have been torn off.

"I used up this Dou Qi Art to get it after exhausting my energy and even sacrificed my life. From today on, you will start practicing according to this scene. I can guide you in the initial practice..."

Reg looked at the Dou Qi Jue curiously, which had no name and no origin, and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of Dou Qi Jue is this?"

Lamb looked at Lin Bo coldly and said, "I don't know this either. If you insist on adding a name, then call him the Ice Art. As for the origin, you don't need to know it. It's harmful to you or not."

"Is this Frozen Art? Is this Fighting Qi Art a water attribute?"

Lamber nodded and said, "Yes, the Cold Ice Art. When the Dou Qi is practiced in the early stage, the Dou Qi is already full of coldness. When the Dou Qi is hit, the whole body is chilling. In the later stage, the Dou Qi is even colder as the eternal Xuan Ice. You don't even need to do anything. Just the Dou Qi on your body can cover the opponent's body with a thick layer of ice, instantly extinguished, and even the body is frozen into pieces..."

Regg was shocked and surprised at the domineering behavior of the Cold Ice Art.

"Lambert, like a magician, needs to sense various elements in the air. Are you sure I can sense it, and it's water-attributed?"

Lamber curled his lips: "If I don't even have this ability, how can I survive until now?"

Whether you want to become a fighter or a magician, there is the same premise, that is, you must be able to sense elements in the air, so that you can gather elements in the air, temper your body, or emit magic.

The fighter gathers the elemental power in the air, integrates into his body, transforms his body, and makes the fighting spirit he cultivates become more powerful. Because the elemental power has attributes, the fighting spirit also has attributes.

The Ice Art, Reg had not started practicing, but just listening to the name, he knew that the Dou Qi Art was water-attributed. What's more, Lambert had explained that after practicing, the Dou Qi Art was full of cold energy. In the end, he could kill the opponent with the Dou Qi released from his body and freeze the opponent into a piece of ice.

Wind, fire, water, earth, light, and darkness. These are the six major elements. Whether it is a magician or a fighter, most of their magic power or fighting energy attributes are these six. Of course, there are some very rare types, such as the druid system, the undead system, etc.

Reg naturally didn't understand how Lambor judged his talent and could sense water attributes, but in fact, when Reg began to practice this ice art under Lambor's guidance, he could have sensed the water element in the air within two days.

Sensing, this is a very strange feeling, which cannot be caught or touched, but it can be felt.

After being able to sense the water elements, Lambert began to teach Regg how to gather these water elements and how to use these elements to strengthen his body. If he gathers elemental power and forms Dou Qi, only by forming Dou Qi can he be called a real Dou Ji.

Reg's daily practice time is almost eighteen or nineteen hours, which is mixed with fighting spirit training, physical fitness training, combat skills training, practical training, etc. These trainings are mixed together. When Reg's lying in bed every day, even when he moved his fingers, he felt pain. Even after he fell asleep, in his dream, Reg was still supervised by Lambert to continue training...

The sweat on Regg never dried up for a moment.

Even though it was so hard, Reg didn't complain at all. On the contrary, he was willing to accept it and enjoyed this almost cruel training very much.

A strict teacher is a good disciple. Although Regg has not read much, he is very clear about this principle.

In the past years, Reg just wanted someone to teach him and train him like this, but he still wanted to do so. Now that he has this opportunity, how could he let it go?

He lives at the bottom of the world and understands a truth that if you want to succeed or become a superior person, it is absolutely impossible not to make corresponding efforts.

Lamber looked at Regg, who was sweating like a sweat in the woods. He looked relieved. Although he had long agreed with Regg, even when he saw Regg training himself so crazy, even he couldn't help but feel a little amazed.

He has been living in mainland China for so many years and has become a master, so he naturally understands that diligence is sometimes more useful than geniuses, but if a genius can still work hard, the effect it produces is definitely not just as simple as amazing.

Lamber gave Reg the goal of going through the fighter stage in a year, which took into account Regg's talent and hard training level. But in fact, at the end of the sixth month, Regg had truly cultivated the fighting spirit and became a real fighter.

Although he is still a first-level fighter, this speed is amazing when it comes to the entire continent. However, this experience of Regg's asceticism may also be a joke when it comes to the entire continent.

Not every teacher is as perverted as Lambert, and not every fighter can practice like Reg, just to become stronger and stronger!

"Come on, gather the fighting spirit and slash this tree with all your strength."

Lamber ordered to Reg in a deep voice: "You have now possessed Dou Qi, Dou Qi is the potential contained in your body. Only by the perfect combination of combat skills and Dou Qi can you exert the greatest strength!"

Regg's eyes were shining with excitement. He turned his head to face the big tree that could make more than ten people hug each other. His eyes were hot, and the weak fighting spirit in his body had condensed to the greatest extent, gathered on Regg's legs, waist and arms, and even extended to the giant sword.

"break!"

Regg cried out, and the giant sword in his hand carried a little blue light, swung like a windmill, and then suddenly slashed on the big tree.

"Crack", the trunk of the big tree suddenly cracked apart, and countless wood chips shot out. The giant sword in Regg's hand was deeply embedded in the trunk of the big tree.

With Reg's current strength, he naturally could not break the big tree, but looking at the huge and deep cut, Lambert nodded with satisfaction.
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