The dense handwriting on the papyrus paper records the historical battle of the tiger warrior named Bai Feng.
Although due to the limited space of this piece of papyrus, the details of these battles were not written, but just by looking at the names of the opponents, the young man knew that these battles were by no means simple.
The Tatars are barbarians living in the northwest prairie. As a people on horseback, they have learned to ride and shoot since they were young, and they are also a very warlike people. Although the Tatars were once glorious in the golden age of the orc army.
The Horde was destroyed, but there are still many Tatars who want to regain their country after losing their homeland, and they have not given up even now.
The displaced Tatar warriors have become frequent visitors to mercenary groups from various countries. They still inherit the traditions of their nation and are meticulous in martial arts.
That tiger warrior Bai Feng was able to defeat twelve Tatars, which is enough to show how powerful she is.
And looking at her battles, big and small, we can see that Bai Feng is also constantly growing. Her strength is tempered and sublimated in battles, and the opponents she challenges become more and more powerful.
[Like a gluttonous ghoul, she uses the corpses of losers as nourishment. The more nourishment she obtains, the stronger she becomes. 】
The young man saw a fresh handwriting at the end of the papyrus. He had seen similar handwriting on the "Dark Magic Book". He knew that the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand was not actually the original, but a subsequent rubbing copied by someone.
.
After all, the history of the "Dark Magic Book" should not be as simple as one or two thousand years, and ordinary paper books can be preserved for two to three hundred years, which is very good. And when he was flipping through the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand,
You can also smell the fragrance of ink, the slightly changed handwriting is not printed, and there are traces of alteration on some paragraphs, which shows that someone copied it word for word.
So who actually wrote these?
[So kid, after you come on stage, squat down with your head in your hands and let her beat her up, breaking a few bones at most. I will allow you to nurse her for two days and then come back to my place to continue working.]
"Tsk, this high elf."
Mayena's message made the boy feel depressed. He tore out the paragraphs of the message and threw them in the corner of the room.
I was looked down upon again...
The young man sighed and placed the candle on the candlestick at his feet. Then he put the papyrus back into the pages of the book and clipped it as a bookmark.
But what Mayena said is indeed true. There is indeed a huge gap between the opponent's strength this time and her current self. In addition, this game is not a life and death situation.
"Can you give me a casual beating first, and then just admit defeat before being beaten unconscious...?"
This is a very safe method. He is not a strong person who likes to win. It would be good if he could survive in the big arena.
But we still have to go into the ring to know what will happen.
"Well, forget it, we'll talk about it later."
If there is really an insurmountable gap between your opponent and yourself, then there is no use sharpening your sword now.
Maybe you can go to bed early today?
The young man thought this, and actually did so. He put the two books back into the bag, picked up the candlestick on the ground, and walked towards his hard bed.
After blowing out the candles, he lay down on the cold and hard hard bed. Due to the cold wave, the temperature at night was much lower than before, so the boy put the coat given by Mayena on the light quilt, which made him feel warmer.
.
Although his injuries have basically recovered after some luck, it is still important to have a good sleep.
Except for the significant improvement in his strength when he first read the "Dark Magic Sutra", no matter how much he practiced meditation afterwards, he could not increase his fighting spirit much. In the same way, going to the training ground to exercise his body now would also You can't turn yourself into a bodybuilder overnight.
Anyway, sharpening your sword before the battle won't do much, so it's better to take a good rest to regain your energy.
The young man closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
Not long after he turned off the lights and lay down, the noise from the nearby houses came back to his mind. Perhaps because he was in a state of distraction, the young man's hearing became extremely sharp.
In the neighbor's house, he could also clearly hear the men's breathing, women's moans and some explicit words.
"I'll take a nap!"
The young man frowned, struggled for a while, and finally opened his eyes.
Although the young man thought that his concentration was pretty good, his body had already entered puberty and was still very sensitive to this kind of stimulation.
The reason behind this, uh... I think everyone understands it, right?
Now it would be wrong for him to go out and complain to the neighbor that he is disturbing the people. The other party is doing something important, and if he bothers the neighbor, he will look like a lunatic.
"Damn it, I'd better get out of here."
The young man patted his cheek to clear the indecent images that popped into his mind.
The dense handwriting on the papyrus paper records the historical battle of the tiger warrior named Bai Feng.
Although due to the limited space of this piece of papyrus, the details of these battles were not written, but just by looking at the names of the opponents, the young man knew that these battles were by no means simple.
The Tatars are barbarians living in the northwest prairie. As a people on horseback, they have learned to ride and shoot since they were young, and they are also a very warlike people. Although the Tatars were once glorious in the golden age of the orc army. The Horde was destroyed, but there are still many Tatars who want to regain their country after losing their homeland, and they have not given up even now.
The displaced Tatar warriors have become frequent visitors to mercenary groups from various countries. They still inherit the traditions of their nation and are meticulous in martial arts.
That tiger warrior Bai Feng was able to defeat twelve Tatars, which is enough to show how powerful she is.
And looking at her battles, big and small, we can see that Bai Feng is also constantly growing. Her strength is tempered and sublimated in battles, and the opponents she challenges become more and more powerful.
[Like a gluttonous ghoul, she uses the corpses of losers as nourishment. The more nourishment she obtains, the stronger she becomes. 】
The young man saw a fresh handwriting at the end of the papyrus. He had seen similar handwriting on the "Dark Magic Book". He knew that the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand was not actually the original, but a subsequent rubbing copied by someone. .
After all, the history of the "Dark Magic Book" should not be as simple as one or two thousand years, and ordinary paper books can be preserved for two to three hundred years, which is very good. And when he was flipping through the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand, You can also smell the fragrance of ink, the slightly changed handwriting is not printed, and there are traces of alteration on some paragraphs, which shows that someone copied it word for word.
So who actually wrote these?
[So kid, after you come on stage, squat down with your head in your hands and let her beat her up, breaking a few bones at most. I will allow you to nurse her for two days and then come back to my place to continue working.]
"Tsk, this high elf."
Mayena's message made the boy feel depressed. He tore out the paragraphs of the message and threw them in the corner of the room.
I was looked down upon again...
The young man sighed and placed the candle on the candlestick at his feet. Then he put the papyrus back into the pages of the book and clipped it as a bookmark.
But what Mayena said is indeed true. There is indeed a huge gap between the opponent's strength this time and her current self. In addition, this game is not a life and death situation.
"Can you give me a casual beating first, and then just admit defeat before being beaten unconscious...?"
This is a very safe method. He is not a strong person who likes to win. It would be good if he could survive in the big arena.
But we still have to go into the ring to know what will happen.
"Well, forget it, we'll talk about it later."
If there is really an insurmountable gap between your opponent and yourself, then there is no use sharpening your sword now.
Maybe you can go to bed early today?
The young man thought this, and actually did so. He put the two books back into the bag, picked up the candlestick on the ground, and walked towards his hard bed.
After blowing out the candles, he lay down on the cold and hard hard bed. Due to the cold wave, the temperature at night was much lower than before, so the boy put the coat given by Mayena on the light quilt, which made him feel warmer.
.
Although his injuries have basically recovered after some luck, it is still important to have a good sleep.
Except for the significant improvement in his strength when he first read the "Dark Magic Sutra", no matter how much he practiced meditation after that, he could not increase his fighting spirit much. In the same way, going to the training ground to exercise his body now would not make him much stronger.
Turn yourself into a bodybuilder overnight.
Anyway, sharpening your sword before the battle won't do much, so it's better to take a good rest to regain your energy.
The young man closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
Not long after he turned off the lights and lay down, the noise from the nearby houses came back to his mind. Perhaps because he was in a state of distraction, the young man's hearing became extremely sharp.
In the neighbor's house, he could also clearly hear the men's breathing, women's moans and some explicit words.
"I'll take a nap!"
The young man frowned, struggled for a while, and finally opened his eyes.
Although the young man thought that his concentration was pretty good, his body had already entered puberty and was still very sensitive to this kind of stimulation.
The reason behind this, uh... I think everyone understands it, right?
Now it would be wrong for him to go out and complain to the neighbor that he is disturbing the people. The other party is doing something important, and if he bothers the neighbor, he will look like a lunatic.
"Damn it, I'd better get out of here."
The young man patted his cheek to clear the indecent images that popped into his mind.
The dense handwriting on the papyrus paper records the historical battle of the tiger warrior named Bai Feng.
Although due to the limited space of this piece of papyrus, the details of these battles were not written, but just by looking at the names of the opponents, the young man knew that these battles were by no means simple.
The Tatars are barbarians living in the northwest prairie. As a people on horseback, they have learned to ride and shoot since they were young, and they are also a very warlike people. Although the Tatars were once glorious in the golden age of the orc army.
The Horde was destroyed, but there are still many Tatars who want to regain their country after losing their homeland, and they have not given up even now.
The displaced Tatar warriors have become frequent visitors to mercenary groups from various countries. They still inherit the traditions of their nation and are meticulous in martial arts.
That tiger warrior Bai Feng was able to defeat twelve Tatars, which is enough to show how powerful she is.
And looking at her battles, big and small, we can see that Bai Feng is also constantly growing. Her strength is tempered and sublimated in battles, and the opponents she challenges become more and more powerful.
[Like a gluttonous ghoul, she uses the corpses of losers as nourishment. The more nourishment she obtains, the stronger she becomes. 】
The young man saw a fresh handwriting at the end of the papyrus. He had seen similar handwriting on the "Dark Magic Book". He knew that the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand was not actually the original, but a subsequent rubbing copied by someone.
.
After all, the history of the "Dark Magic Book" should not be as simple as one or two thousand years, and ordinary paper books can be preserved for two to three hundred years, which is very good. And when he was flipping through the "Dark Magic Book" in his hand,
You can also smell the fragrance of ink, the slightly changed handwriting is not printed, and there are traces of alteration on some paragraphs, which shows that someone copied it word for word.
So who actually wrote these?
[So kid, after you come on stage, squat down with your head in your hands and let her beat her up, breaking a few bones at most. I will allow you to nurse her for two days and then come back to my place to continue working.]
"Tsk, this high elf."
Mayena's message made the boy feel depressed. He tore out the paragraphs of the message and threw them in the corner of the room.
I was looked down upon again...
The young man sighed and placed the candle on the candlestick at his feet. Then he put the papyrus back into the pages of the book and clipped it as a bookmark.
But what Mayena said is indeed true. There is indeed a huge gap between the opponent's strength this time and her current self. In addition, this game is not a life and death situation.
"Can you give me a casual beating first, and then just admit defeat before being beaten unconscious...?"
This is a very safe method. He is not a strong person who likes to win. It would be good if he could survive in the big arena.
But we still have to go into the ring to know what will happen.
"Well, forget it, we'll talk about it later."
If there is really an insurmountable gap between your opponent and yourself, then there is no use sharpening your sword now.
Maybe you can go to bed early today?
The young man thought this, and actually did so. He put the two books back into the bag, picked up the candlestick on the ground, and walked towards his hard bed.
Anyway, sharpening your sword before the battle won't do much, so it's better to take a good rest to regain your energy.
The young man closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.
Not long after he turned off the lights and lay down, the noise from the nearby houses came back to his mind. Perhaps because he was in a state of distraction, the young man's hearing became extremely sharp.
In the neighbor's house, he could also clearly hear the men's breathing, women's moans and some explicit words.
"I'll take a nap!"
The young man frowned, struggled for a while, and finally opened his eyes.
Although the young man thought that his concentration was pretty good, his body had already entered puberty and was still very sensitive to this kind of stimulation.
The reason behind this, uh... I think everyone understands it, right?
Now it would be wrong for him to go out and complain to the neighbor that he is disturbing the people. The other party is doing something important, and if he bothers the neighbor, he will look like a lunatic.
"Damn it, I'd better get out of here."
The young man patted his cheek to clear the indecent images that popped into his mind.