Aretha felt that it was a very sunny day and the sun came out from the west.
Not only did he identify the wrong race, but he also taught archery to a jungle elf.
It's really strange that the jungle elf race with small fists can actually play long-range. Aretha seriously added a sentence in his book "Aretha's Lifetime Archery Skills Guide": Archery is not just for elves.
With his talent, the jungle goblins also have a chance to awaken.
As a veteran elf, he is familiar with some natural magics, such as summoning jungle goblins and other first-level magics. Xu Zhi's real name can once again exert his remaining heat.
"Teacher, you must summon me once every first half of the year. Don't forget it."
Probably, archers are the profession that least needs the support of jungle elves. It will never be their turn to be human shields, and the luck spell will not play any role.
On the battlefield, during the battle, the chance of Aretha summoning him was probably zero. Xu Zhi also hoped that Aretha would occasionally remember him as a registered disciple so that he would not forget it.
"Teacher, I will miss you and love you. You must call me."
When the time came, Xu Zhi was politely escorted out by the caregiver on duty.
"I really did something wrong."
Aretha muttered and began to receive the next student who was learning basic archery.
"Ah, I forgot to ask Instructor Aresa if he could help me borrow some other combat-related books."
After leaving Zhan Zhan University, Xu Zhi suddenly thought of this incident, and immediately beat his chest and regretted it. There are many combat skills that he can advance to, including basic combat, basic hand-to-hand combat, and basic anti-magic. If he can improve a little, his strength will be absolute.
It's going to skyrocket.
"Look, that kid didn't learn the basic skills. It's too bad."
"Maybe I don't have enough IQ. All the instructors in Zhanzhan University are very powerful."
"Eight out of ten can learn it. Maybe he happens to be one of the other two."
"Everyone would feel sad if two thousand gold coins were wasted."
Regarding Xu Zhi's performance, many rich people and nobles who came from Krag were talking about it. This was the first student who failed to learn, and it was a proper counterexample.
"Boy, don't cry, let's go back and have a fight, overthrow that old woman, and I'll give you another fifty gold coins."
Doug Wugel patted Xu Zhi on the shoulder. He had been waiting outside for two hours and had long been impatient. Whether it was a wrestling ring or an arena, he liked to spend most of his wealth on it. He would win and take it all.
If you lose, go home, recover from your injuries, and go around to make some money to survive.
"Okay, okay, beat, beat, overturn that old woman."
Xu Zhi followed Doug Wuge angrily onto his horse, enduring the strong smell of sweat on this guy's body.
"Doug Wuge, has anyone written a book specifically on skills such as combat, hand-to-hand combat, and resisting magic? Or, do you know where these instruction books can be sold?"
Thinking of improving his strength, Xu Zhi felt itchy in his heart. As long as he bought a book, he could become stronger. Of course he took a shortcut.
"Look at us barbarians, there are a few who can read and write, but we can't even write our own names. Who will write books for these things? All skills can only be developed through hard work."
Xu Zhi rolled his eyes. Doug and Wuge were obviously not following the same route as him. Reckless knowledge was limited. Magic could be written down in books, but martial arts could not be written down. Like Aretha, he had given it to himself.
I'm writing a book on archery skills.
"I heard that there are some people in the Veterans Union who occasionally draw and write about fighting skills on the battlefield. There are some inconspicuous and powerful characters hidden in them. I just don't know where the Veterans Union is."
When it comes to improving combat strength, Doug Wuge is quite interested. After all, this guy's hobby is in this area.
"But you also have to prepare a lot of money. If you don't have money, those people will be too lazy to give you advice."
Thinking of money, Xu Zhi thought of Mister Bama. As for Mister Bama's ten thousand-dollar request for medicine, Xu Zhi thought it would be better to finish it as soon as possible. What if he met a veteran's union? If he couldn't get the money by then, wouldn't it be a waste?
The opportunity has passed.
Then he thought about his skills, and couldn't help but swallowed silently when he thought that there were skills on top of skills. The skills in the dream world had no bottom line for making money, so it was probably better to make some preparations in advance.
The only thing that is better than the real world is that it doesn't require any kind of medication. Thinking of the real world, Xu Zhi felt sad in his heart.
The seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of Changchun True Yang Kung have not yet been released, and the prices for each level are sky-high, not to mention the cultivation materials. On the topic of money, the two worlds have certain resonances.
"Doug Wugle, besides playing arena gambling, do you have any other good ways to make money?"
Xu Zhi felt that he had to consider other ways. If the big tree of Misterbama fell and he was no longer interested in the things he took, he would still have a way out.
"To make money, you must at least become a general. The fastest way is to fight and plunder."
Yes, even if he didn't ask, war money did come quickly, and occasionally he fished in troubled waters.
"You can also rely on taking risks to hunt for treasure. This way you can make money quickly, but let me tell you, as long as you can make money quickly, people will die quickly."
Doug Wuge's words were vulgar, but they also contained some truth. Xu Zhi nodded.
The two of them changed the topic for a long time, and then started to circle around the topic of arena fighting.
"Don't underestimate Lanyla. That old lady's weapon is the dwarf hammer I used before. It will cause damage if it is scratched, and it may be fatal if it is hit. She also carries three throwing spears on her body, which can be used for long-range strikes."
Following Doug Wuge's introduction, Xu Zhi suddenly remembered that in the arena, one could carry weapons and wear armor, and it was not the kind of fighting that relied solely on hand-to-hand combat in the wrestling arena.
"I also want shields, weapons, armor, and bows and arrows. Forget it, I'll use crossbows."
Xu Zhi looked at himself. He was wearing a set of green cloth. The weapons he carried included a wolf-tooth dagger and a barbarian throwing stick. Other than that, he had nothing else.
If Lanyla doesn't know how to use long-range methods, he won't have any problem. If he can't be beaten, he will run away. He can run very fast, but no matter how fast he is, he can't run away from someone throwing a javelin. If he is nailed by a javelin, where can he reason?
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"You ask for so much."
Doug Wuge swallowed his saliva. Fortunately, he had spare defective products, which basically met Xu Zhi's requirements.
The yellow gelding galloped back to the city. The two of them were neatly dressed, and Doug Wuge brought his own small box containing gold coins.
"Winning or losing depends on this one. If you win, you will eat meat. If you lose, you will eat dirt."
Xu Zhi dug into his pockets a few times, and finally gave up on the plan to get involved. Betting on summoned creatures depends on the summoner's guarantee, and there are additional taxes. There are quite a lot of procedures.
Only confident barbarians like Doug Wugg and others would take the plunge and go all-in. This guy had already lost his fortune several times and had only average luck. He decided not to follow, so as not to suffer bad luck.
"Hahaha, Lanila, I'm going to fuck you to death when I come on stage."
"Bastard, wash your neck."
In front of the Glory Arena, the two contestants met and started talking first.