Chapter 86 Effect
"Cough cough." Nick swallowed some water into his trachea and started coughing violently.
He coughed and hit his collarbone with his palm. After a while, his coughing gradually stopped.
Am I living in a dream? The priest raised his eyes and met Crown's half-smile.
"Yesterday, I didn't believe you when you said that breathing techniques could be advanced. But you can do it!" Nick's expression relaxed.
He clenched his fist and punched the chest of the man in front of him with a little force, and said happily: "I suddenly realized that getting you into the church was the most correct decision I made in the past few years."
He couldn't help but be happy. Now, in a remote town, there were actually three second-level transcendents. Such powerful strength was comparable to the military force of churches in those super-large towns.
The stronger you are, the weaker your enemies will be. In this way, the safety of the church will be more guaranteed.
"This will also be the best decision in your life," Crown said seriously.
"Asshole, are you cursing me to die quickly?" Nick feigned anger and punched out, but Crown dodged it easily.
"You are improving too fast. If you can't get the second-stage breathing method and auxiliary potions, your growth will be delayed. I will report this to the church to see if I can get help. At the very least, I will do my best to help you get the second-stage breathing method."
"Thank you very much," Klauen said sincerely. He placed his hands on his chest and bowed. "May the God of Fire protect you and me."
Feeling his sincerity, Nick laughed heartily and said, "Work hard, young man. Maybe I'll benefit from you in the future."
"I won't keep you waiting for long, hehe. Now go back and have some rest. I'll be on guard here during the day, and let Geralt keep watch at night."
"Okay, I'll leave it to you. Sound the alarm if anything happens," Nick agreed and left the cabin.
After Crown went out and watched him leave, he flew up to the tower on the left.
The three night watchmen on the rooftop greeted enthusiastically: "Hello, Sir Knight!"
"Hello, you guys should go back and rest now. I will meditate here."
It was of course nice to be able to clock out early, and the night watchman happily went down the tower.
At this time, the sun rises in the east, shining with golden light.
Most of the gray fog outside the wall quickly melted away in the sunlight, while the other part quickly scattered into the shadows as if it had consciousness.
Crown sat cross-legged, with his hands in the Great Sun Seal, facing the rising sun, and began to visualize his heart turning into a red sun, illuminating his internal organs. Later, the red sun fell into his dantian and radiated golden light out of his body, and this cycle repeated itself.
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When Geralt arrived at the gate of the wall, he just saw Crown stretching his body like a civet cat and gracefully leaping down from the tower.
"Why are you staying up there?"
"Come out for some sun. I don't usually see you come out when you have nothing to do. Are you here to collect a debt from me?"
"What do you mean by debt collection? I'm just taking what I deserve. You still want to delay paying my hard-earned money? Be a decent person. Besides, without my professionalism and dedication, how could you have improved so quickly?!"
The demon hunter raised his arm, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Did you smear something on the weapon last night? I applied some medicine to stop the bleeding. This is not normal."
Klauen looked at the scabbed wound and realized that it was the sharp effect of the extreme basic swordsmanship.
He shook his head and said with a smile: "There is no need for me to use drugs for a friendly sparring match. I just gained some insights into swordsmanship."
Geralt narrowed his eyes and walked around him, looking him up and down.
Some advanced sword skills can indeed achieve the effect of tearing wounds. For example, if his sword skills are accurate and heavy, if they hit the target, it can also cause this effect.
But when his arm was injured last night, the other party clearly did not use his superb sword skills.
The demon hunter shook his head and realized that it was not the effect of the drug. He no longer had the interest to continue asking questions. It was very impolite to inquire about the specific abilities of the extraordinary people.
"Sell me some of your talismans. I want to keep them for future use. Also, I want twenty Heart-Clearing Talismans and ten Golden Light Talismans."
Klauen was somewhat suspicious as to why the other party purchased so much at one time. The demon hunters in the past were very stingy. He would be a fool not to make money, so he readily agreed: "I'll give it to you in the evening. In addition, you give me the spirit coins, and we'll settle the bill."
"No problem," the demon hunter waved his hand, "I'll go back first. Goodbye."
Crown returned to the cabin, drank a bottle of holy water, and then took a bottle of boiling blood potion. He picked up his weapon and went out to practice breathing techniques and the cross sword in the open space.
It wasn't that he didn't want to continue hiring the demon hunter as a sparring partner, but because he was about to run out of money and only had thirty-seven gold shields left.
Twenty of them must be paid to the demon hunter, and the rest must be kept to purchase herbs. The spirit coins will be used to speed up the proficiency of the Golden Light Spell.
People got up one after another, the shantytown began to become lively, and the sound of clanging and hammering could be heard from the blacksmith shop.
The sun spread its light and heat, the sword flashed, and Crown began his selfless training.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
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In the afternoon, as the sun was setting, Crown sat in a chair to rest.
He had just finished continuous practice and was checking the results of today's training.
[Flame Breath: 37/7000; Level 2]
[Flame Cross: 1496/2000; Level 1]
[Cross Sword: 1411/5000; Level 3]
A smile appeared on Clown's face. Not counting the recovery and meditation time, he had trained for six and a half hours today. His proficiency in the cross sword increased by more than 170 points, and his efficiency increased by more than 60% compared to the previous two days.
The special effect of Sword Heart Clarity can indeed greatly speed up the speed of learning other sword techniques.
At this time, Del came over with a metal bow and a bag of arrows on his waist.
"Why don't you forge iron anymore?" asked Crown.
"We've run out of materials. The ore we dug up yesterday didn't yield much iron. We only smelted a few dozen pounds of iron ingots. I've melted them all into crossbow arrows."
"Why use a bow? The priest said the crossbow you made has an effective killing range of 100 meters."
Del raised the bow in his hand and smiled, "Due to the limitation of materials, the attack range and damage limit of the crossbow are roughly fixed. I heard from the priest that the materials used to make bows will get better and better in the future. As long as there is enough strength, the bow's lethality will definitely exceed that of the crossbow. I thought about practicing first."
Crown nodded slightly. If this world did not make great progress in the research of metal materials and explosives, crossbows and firearms would really gradually become inferior to bows.
The trees will grow harder and harder, and they will be perfect for making bows. The tendons of monsters are stronger than those of wild beasts, and they will be the best material for bowstrings.
I will practice archery when I have time. After advancing to the second level, my strength will be greatly improved. If I have a strong bow, I will have a long-range attack method to kill monsters.
(End of this chapter)