After Transformation, Mine and Her Wild Fantasy

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Staying in the air, this is a shame for the master who is a god, and he has been thrown into the clouds, and he can talk about what is passed on.

However, the **** of judgment still smiles.

"Perhaps it is such a thing, but from my memory he has never taught his martial arts, so I can teach you, presumably also see what is extraordinary."

"...the place that is extraordinary..." Tyre lowered his head slightly and looked at his right hand. At the beginning, he was ignorant and incompetent, even though it is only a little long now, so what can he do to make Cumming? Where the gentleman looks...

"You don't need to give an answer right away. If you are so heavy, it is impossible to leave immediately. So in the days of self-cultivation, think carefully, and let your companions know and listen to their opinions." ”

"Well... thank you."

"Maybe you should know, there are some things..." The **** of trial recalled the last picture in Tyre’s mind, he continued.

"Yu speed is not up."

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Out of the door, the old man slowly opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty is very optimistic about you."

"To tell the truth, adults, even I don't know how to feel that I am very qualified."

"You don't even have the most basic confidence, how can you fight with others?"

"I used to be confident." Tyre thought of it, but looked up at the sky outside the tower.

Once, he was really confident and even proud. He thought that he could beat any opponent by relying on the holy martial arts and bodywork. However, the failure of three times made his edge gradually smoother, although occasionally he would show up. It is no longer the same as it used to be.

The old man has lived for a few years, and he will not know the feelings of Tyre’s experience. He sighs and doesn’t think about comforting anything, just saying it himself.

"Confidence comes from being good at one aspect. If you are skilled in craftsmanship, then you will naturally have enough confidence in the kitchen, if it is a craftsman, the same is true. The so-called power is just a kind of self-confidence. It does not mean everything that is self-confident. It can only be said that force has affected the whole world, causing anyone to move closer to force..."

"..."

"Confidence, sometimes it's just a matter of cleaning things that are cleaner than others, so you can have something."

"But after all... If you can't beat your opponent, as a warrior, you will still lose your confidence with yourself."

"..." It was the turn of the old man to be silent. He did not continue to discuss this topic. Perhaps he felt that Tyre had entered a dead end, or maybe he was not the same.

When they came to the square, Long Tu and others who had been notified early also rushed over.

They saw that Tyre had nothing to change, but he was relieved. The old man nodded slightly to Tyre, and he said to everyone.

"I hope everyone will have fun at the Tipor Regional Center."

That is to say, as the other two little girls disappeared into the void.

"This old man looks better than the 3rd." On the way back, Alex couldn't help but scream, Vanas took the call.

"It doesn't look like it. It's obvious that even within the Sanctuary Magi, there are only a handful of them."

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"The **** of judgment told you what?"

"Teach a point of self-defense."

"what?"

"Teach a point of self-defense"

"No, no, I can hear, but I don't understand what you mean in this."

"Teach me some insignificant martial arts."

"Why would it evolve into this way!" Hearing the conversation between Tyre and Cannava, the others were also coming together. Long Tu also looked confused and didn't expect the result to be like this.

"I thought he was going to ask the reason of the demons. How did you get to the result of a hundred and eighty degrees?"

"Ah... Well...the **** of judgment and Mr. Kamin used to be good friends, so I decided to teach me some martial arts..."

"Do you think this reason is connected?"

Long Tu’s hands clasped his chest and could not help but sink his breath.

"How do you think there are ghosts?"

“Does the gods have other ideas for me?”

"You don't want to look down on yourself."

"But he can be regarded as my savior, so I don't believe him, then I should believe who." Tyre shrugged helplessly, and the dragon stalked for some reason, but decided to refute a few words.

"You think about the bitter president of the year, she gives you the favor, treat you well, isn't it used by her waste?"

“What does waste utilization mean!!”

"So it is not that anyone who saves you can give trust."

"what……"

At this time, Kanawa, who stood on the other side, couldn’t help himself. When Tyre was silent, he immediately said

"Mr. Tyre, what a good opportunity, that is the martial art taught by the gods.

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