In the cultivated fields east of Dawn City.
Teams of armored patrols patrolled back and forth. When wild beasts entered the fields and destroyed the newly grown seedlings, they would be met with a wave of arrows from the guards.
Acaris was leading his team to weave straw men by the field. During the last hunt, this sixteen-year-old boy broke through to become the youngest combat leader.
"Akeris, are you going to stay in the army or join the militia on the second line?"
The middle-aged man sitting next to Acaris was twisting a straw rope. After tying up a straw man, he turned his head and asked Acaris who was working hard.
"I haven't made up my mind yet. The Silver Deer will be setting sail again in a few days, and Maidan is still very young...
What about you? Uncle Lumen, will you stay?"
"Of course, my heart has become wild. I'm no longer that lazy guy who could starve to death at any time in Hailong City. But I'm not as talented as you. I don't know if I can pass the test. Faox needs not only warriors, but also farmers..."
A trace of regret flashed across Rumen's face. As more people came to Bolavis, many things gradually changed. They no longer lived in large dormitories, and many people had their own houses. They no longer needed to be both soldiers and farmers.
Xia Lan has ordered the streamlining of the army, selecting elite soldiers to form the first knight order of Faox. The Storm Knights will be the permanent army, and the rest will be organized into militia, serving as farmers in their spare time and soldiers in wartime.
This change made Lumen feel empty, but when he thought about how life was getting better and better, he felt relieved. Isn't this the life they were pursuing?
"Akeris, you are a natural born warrior. When His Majesty went back to find Xiao, you were the first to turn around and follow him. You are also the youngest among us to achieve a transcendental breakthrough.
After finding Bolavis, everyone knew that the Silver Deer was about to set sail. The last time it was interrupted by Carmenla's arrival, there should be no more accidents this time.
You have already collected enough money for Maidan's medicine. Now it's time to live for yourself. Everyone used to be afraid of the Silver Deer setting sail again, but now everyone is looking forward to it setting sail again.
The Silver Deer is about to set sail again, but this time it will definitely be carrying the most elite warriors of Faox..."
"I'll think about it, Uncle Lumen."
Acarius smiled and nodded, then stood up and placed the straw man in the field, hoping it would scare away wild animals and protect the crops.
"Woo woo woo~"
The desolate sound of a horn came from afar, and the soldiers who were resting under the tree making straw men quickly stood up.
"There's a monster!"
"Keep the formation!"
When Acarius arrived at the place, he found that the army was surrounding a lion cub with golden hair all over its body and only a little red mane on its head.
"Oh, you're so fierce and aggressive."
Chekov lowered his shield and looked closely at the cub.
"Team Leader Chekov, be careful, this is a first-level monster."
Seeing Chekhov being so careless, a bearded man who was cautious and alert beside him reminded him.
"Team Leader Kim, relax, this little guy still has teeth..."
Before he could finish his words, the lion cub pounced on him. Although Chekhov seemed careless, he was actually very cautious and alert. Seeing this, he grabbed his shield and hit back.
The lion cub rolled twice on the ground and didn't move.
"I didn't use much force?"
Chekhov touched his head with a puzzled look on his face, while Acaris walked up and touched it.
"careful!"
Someone saw the lion cub pretending to be dead suddenly attack and bite the hand that Acarius stretched out, and immediately warned him, but Acarius turned a deaf ear to it, turned his wrist to avoid the lion's mouth, grabbed the lion's neck and lifted him up.
wrong!
Sensing the danger, Acarius threw the lion cub into the sky. A flame spurted out of the lion cub's mouth. Although it was small, the terrifying high temperature still made everyone present change color.
Hearing that there was a monster invasion, Xia Lan came riding on Arthurs and saw the lion cub being thrown into the air and breathing fire. Arthurs stretched out his dragon claws, grabbed the cub in his palm without fear of the high temperature, and flew away directly.
Back inside the wooden wall, the little lion that was put down still wanted to explode, but Arthurs opened his mouth wide and let out a deafening roar at it, scaring the little guy so much that he huddled in a corner of the wall and bared his teeth.
"Red Flame Golden Lion?"
Kanepali walked up and looked at the alert little lion. Looking at the dazzling golden hair in the sunlight, he recognized the monster.
"What are you going to do with it? It's a descendant of a high-level Warcraft, and it's expected to break through to the seventh level."
Kanepali asked Xia Lan who came down from the dragon's back.
"Of course I stayed. The Storm Knights' selection just happened to start, so I'll just treat it as a jackpot."
There is a group of red flame golden lions in the Storm Land. This lion cub should be the heir of the Lion King of level seven or above. However, given the current chaotic state of the Storm Land, the Lion King will not easily leave the group and cross other monster territories to find this little guy.
Space has been cleared in the central open space of Shuguang City (Village), waiting for the martial arts competition to begin tomorrow.
Anyone below the level of Bronze Warrior can participate in this selection. Even residents who have just arrived from White Wave Island and are still familiarizing themselves with the breathing method are eager to try.
While the men were hammering the grapes in the barrel with wooden hammers, they were listening attentively to the explanations of force techniques by bronze and silver warriors such as Volor and Frederick.
This use of breathing techniques in practical applications can deepen the user's understanding of breathing techniques, because breathing techniques are not only a method of cultivation that can extract fighting spirit, but also the key for warriors to develop their own bodies.
By controlling breathing techniques to reduce wasted energy, maintain physical fitness, enhance endurance, or use breathing techniques to control fighting spirit to temper the body, etc., this is also the reason why the nobles strictly block the inheritance of knowledge.
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