Warlord of Chaos Chapter 25: Soldiers

"Indeed!" Moxinke looked very solemn, pointing the wooden stick in his hand to Steelberg in the distance: "A calm lake can't train capable sailors; a comfortable environment can't create epoch-making sailors. The hero. So, if you can become a strong one day, the first person to thank is of course me who tortured you..."

"But...but I want to learn magic..." Stillberg was about to cry, his buttocks were hit so many times just now, and it was still hurting, he really didn't want to talk to Moxin Co continued to fight, if that could be called a fight.

"Spineless!" Moxinke curled his lips, and suddenly shouted: "Look at the sword!" The wooden stick in his hand has been stabbed out like lightning.

Stillberg hurriedly used his hands to protect his buttocks, and he didn't want the wooden stick in his hand, but the tip of Moxinke's stick lifted Stillberg's left hand away with just a slight flick. Then there was a snap, and Stillberg was hit again, sending him bouncing around in pain.

"Stillberg is your man, don't you care?" Sasio laughed.

"That guy is a sixth-level professional, what should I do?" Han Jin shook his head and continued to do his work.

"What are you... doing?" Sasio looked at Han Jin's hands curiously.

Han Jin held the table knife he borrowed from Sunier in his right hand, and pressed a piece of gray paper with his left hand. He was carving something carefully with the table knife. Soon, a small paper figure two inches long was on the knife The bottom is formed. Han Jin read a few words in a low voice, while his index finger was drawing back and forth on the paper figurine, everything was ready, he called out: "Steilberg, come here."

"I won't fight with you anymore, the young master called me!" Stilberg wept with joy, and ran to Han Jin as if fleeing for his life.

Han Jin first put the little paper figurine in Stillberg's palm, then whispered a few words in his ear, and patted Stillberg on the shoulder: "Go!"

Stillberg stared blankly at Han Jin, then gritted his teeth, turned around and ran back, picking up the stick with slightly trembling hands.

"It's really boring..." Moxinke had lost interest in torturing people, and was walking towards Sunier.

"Come back to me!" Steilberg shouted.

With a snort, Qili was amused by Stillberg's attitude of seeing death like home, and Shanier first glanced at Han Jin, and looked at the field with a half-smile.

"Oh...you boy!" Moxinke laughed back angrily, and pushed towards Stillberg step by step.

"You are a sixth-level professional, this...it's not fair to me!" Forced by the momentum, Stillberg couldn't help but take a few steps back: "We should change the way!"

"In what way?"

"I count to three numbers, if you can't beat me within three numbers, you will lose!"

"Okay, Steelberg, pray for your butt!" Moxinke grinned.

"Wait a minute, wait a moment." Stillberg took a few steps back in fright: "We should bet something, it will be interesting."

"What are you betting on?" Seeing that Steelberg was so confident, Moxinke secretly looked at Han Jin, but Han Jin sat there with a bright and gentle face. Yu's smile, he really can't see anything unusual.

"If I lose, I'll call you big brother, and if you lose, call me big brother too!" Shouted Steelberg.

"No problem!" Moxinke agreed happily when he heard that there was no real danger.

"1..." Stilberg screamed and threw the paper man backhanded.

A burst of fear swept through everyone's hearts, and then, a giant nearly four feet tall appeared out of thin air, holding a long stick thicker than Moxinke's waist in his hand, and smashed Moxinke on the head. .

The moment the giant appeared, the gorgeous smile froze on his face, Shanier suddenly jumped up from the grass, Sasio also stared straight, and murmured: "Puppet... puppet art ..."

The most shocking thing was Moxinke. He didn't dare to block it head-on, and jumped back.

"Stillberg, why are you so stupid? Keep counting!" Han Jin shouted. In fact, he only uses the simplest Taoism. The giant looks terrifying, but it has no fighting power, and it almost falls down when touched.

"Huh?" Stillberg screamed as if waking up from a dream: "2..."

Moxinke couldn't take care of Stillberg at all. His grudge had been released to the extreme, and he tried his best to dodge the giant's attack.

The giant was more than three feet tall, and every time he swung his stick, he carried the aura of wind and clouds, and his movements were very strong and fast. The giant could easily overtake him with just one step.

"3..." Stillberg has already called out the end of the victory.

"Rafael, take that damned puppet back!" Moxinke roared, "Hurry up! Otherwise I'll destroy your puppet!!"

The eyes of Sunier and the others fell on Han Jin, Han Jin's smile remained unchanged. With the giant's attack power, he couldn't hurt Moxinke at all, and the lost energy couldn't be recovered, so it's better to watch the excitement.

Seeing that the giant was still chasing and stalking him, Moxinke knew that this was not the way to go, so his figure flashed diagonally, and rushed towards the giant sword inserted into the ground outside the field.

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The giant rushed to him and smashed his stick at the back of Moxinke. Moxinke rolled on the spot, then roared angrily, threw the wooden stick in his hand, and then drew out the long sword on the ground. The figure turned into a streamer, shooting directly at the giant.

Moxinke's eyes were staring like copper bells, showing a fierce light, and the long sword in his hand exuded a piercing cold light. The stick had already hit the giant one step ahead, and the menacing giant disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before. Only those with excellent eyesight could see a piece of paper fluttering down in the air.

The sword that was about to swing with all its strength suddenly lost its target, and Moxinke couldn't control his body. , turned around and searched blankly.

"What is this?" Sunier jumped into the arena and picked up a piece of paper.

"I don't know either." Han Jin stretched his waist and replied lightly. In fact, he was very excited inside. There are no more than three ways of cultivation, one is to deliberately forge the body and pursue the sanctification of the body, which is an external technique; the other is to use oneself as a cauldron to cultivate the soul, which is an internal technique; Mystery, this is magic; these three kinds of Han Jin have practiced, but they are not very proficient, today he spent more than 300 yuan of energy to make a soldier talisman, just to verify what kind of power the "Taoist" can exert here , the foundation will be established soon, and he must decide the focus of the future.

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