Chapter 39 Fighting Qi
In just a few days, it passed in a flash.
In the early morning, when the sun just rose, Atir walked to the edge of the camp with his sword.
There is a flat land, and a small training ground was specially planned on it for the soldiers to use, and it is also the place where Adier usually trains.
It was just dawn, and no one came around.
Atir walked quietly to the edge and slowly drew his sword.
Wow!
The sharp sound of the long sword breaking through the air sounded in his ears, and with a gust of sword wind, it whistled forward.
A few meters in front of Atir, a crack appeared on the two-meter-high wooden stake, neat and sharp, without any splashing of debris.
Seeing this scene, Adier felt enlightened.
He slowly raised his hand and activated the seeds of life in his body in an instant, activateing a new mysterious force in his body.
Dimensions of Yinhua appeared in his hands, very conspicuous under the sunlight, and kept moving around his arms.
Atir walked up to the front, looked at the huge wooden stake in front of him, and clenched his arm and fist and rushed forward.
bump!!
A huge collision sounded in place.
The huge wooden stakes that were fixed were trembling violently, as if they were hit by an extremely powerful force.
Feeling the force transmitted from his body, Atir pulled his hand back and looked quietly in front of him.
In the center of the wooden pile, a large pit had appeared and was almost penetrated, leaving behind all the fragments.
"This is the fighting spirit, the power of the Great Knight?"
Seeing the result of this scene in front of him, Adier murmured to himself.
After several days of cultivation, the injuries on his body have been completely healed. The seeds of life in his body have grown rapidly, driving his body to transform rapidly. Now the adaptation period has finally ended.
When it comes to the stage of the Great Knight, the life energy in the knight's body will be further sublimated, no longer limited to the body, but can be extended outside the body and exert various huge powers.
This kind of power, called Dou Qi by others, is exclusive to the Great Knight and is extremely powerful.
"But why is my fighting spirit silver?"
Standing there, looking at the wisps of fighting spirit appearing in the palm of his hand, Adier said in confusion: "Is it because of the influence of that unknown power, or because I am a half-elf?"
He thought of his silver hair and couldn't help but think.
Before, Adier had searched for many information about knights, some of which came from books, and some were from the personal narratives of veteran knights such as Fular, and the final results were almost the same.
According to the records and statements of those materials, the characteristics shown by the diffusion of life energy in normal knights should be conspicuous white.
As for people like Atir, they can only be explained by bloodline.
Without caring about this issue, Atir walked aside and continued to experiment with his new power.
It was not until the number of people around him gradually increased, and he looked at the sky and left here.
As time goes by, the form of the North becomes increasingly chaotic.
Because the transfer was too serious before, almost all the soldiers under Earl Poria have been transferred to the front line, and there are too few soldiers left behind everywhere, so only Fular and others can bring a small number of elite troops to suppress them everywhere.
Atir spent a month under such chaotic conditions, and he was not dispatched until the front line was about to return, and he returned to the castle with Fular and others.
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At noon, sounds of horse hooves rang out in the wild.
"Adier, they are here!"
Beside Atir, Elva's excited voice rang in his ears.
He reluctantly raised his spirits to look into the distance, where a golden lion's flag was unfolding.
At this time, the gate of the castle slowly opened. Earl Poria was wearing formal clothes, with a thin sword on his waist, and a smile on his face, and took people out.
Beside him, the Knight Fular was full of seriousness, and was leading the guard behind him, following the figure of Count Poria on the front line.
In the distance, several knights also left the team and quickly came towards Count Poria.
"Acadilla, my friend!"
When he arrived nearly a thousand, he looked at the familiar figure opposite him, Earl Poria showed a happy smile on his face, as if he was very happy about the other party's return: "I knew that you would definitely bring me victory and good news, right?"
In front of him, a middle-aged man in white armor slowly approached on a horse. He also smiled on his face as he listened to the words of Count Poria.
He looked handsome and sunny, but he had a faint sense of pride and unyielding feeling. At this time, he saw the Earl of Poria step forward in person, and he was not nervous at all. He just said naturally: "Of course, my friend."
Looking at the casual look of the knight in front of him, a trace of displeasure flashed deep in Count Poria's eyes, but he was well concealed by him, without showing any sign of it, just laughing and congratulating him.
"This is Lord Arcadilla! It's indeed heroic!"
Standing beside Atir, Elva looked at Arcadilla who was chatting and laughing with his father from afar, with a look of admiration and admiration on his face.
On the side, Atir had no expression on his face, but he just looked at the army in the distance, and felt a little solemn.
In the distance, the knights in black leather armor stood quietly, each of them was stained with blood. It seemed that they had just experienced a big battle, and a gust of iron blood came over.
This is almost the strongest army that Adier has ever seen in this world. On the surface, he is even stronger than the personal guards led by Count Poria himself.
In front, Count Poria took Fular and Arcadilla to chat for a while, and then quickly led them to the direction of the castle.
During this process, Adier noticed that the black knight directly affiliated to Acadilla was walking in another direction. It seemed that it was not stationed in the castle, but was arranged elsewhere.
"Are you Adier?" A voice suddenly rang in his ears, shocking him.
Atir looked up at him, where a handsome blonde man was looking at him, and it was Arcadilla.
"Master Akadira!" The moment he saw the other person, Adi's heart trembled, and he felt a surge of pressure surge from the knight in front of him, making him instinctively feel a sense of vigilance.
The chip sound in my mind rang out at this moment.
"Name: Arcadilla. Strength: 7.5. Agility: 7.1. Physical constitution: 7.7."
"Ding! This goal is dangerous, it is recommended that the subject stay away!"
At this moment, Atir was shocked and his whole body became tense in an instant.
Compared to Earl Poria, who is also a great knight, Akadira is not sure how much he is to be stronger. Even Adire must be treated solemnly, and he will capsize if he is not careful.
"Name: Atir Fakus. Strength: 6.9. Agility: 6.9. Physical constitution: 7.2."
This is the current data of Atir. After more than a month, he has made explosive progress, which is definitely several times stronger than before.
With this data, if you really compete with the other party, relying on the advantages brought by the chip, Adier is confident that he can suppress the other party to a certain extent, but if you want to kill the other party head-on, it is almost possible, and even if you succeed, you will inevitably have to pay an extremely high price.
"Don't be so nervous!"
Opposite Adira, Acadilla looked at Adira lowering her head, but didn't care, just laughed: "I'm just here to celebrate your becoming a knight!"
He patted Atir on the shoulder, smiled at him, and left directly.
Chapter completed!