I Ended the Gods

Chapter 22 has been sealed and is being revised and unblocked. I have already posted the revised manuscript first..

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"Analyze and estimate that the fit between cross swordsmanship and rock swordsmanship is 12%, whether it is synthesized or not"

"synthesis."

"Combining..."

"Successfully synthesized and obtained the Rock Cross Swordsmanship."

Luo Xiu looked at the new swordsmanship obtained by chip synthesis in his mind, and tried to practice it.

But I found that the improvement of perfection is slow, and there is always a feeling of awkwardness when practicing.

Luo Xiu shook his head and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to practice.

"No wonder the fit is so low, it doesn't seem to be very suitable.."

Luo Xiu put down the sword, thinking light in his eyes.

"The essence of Rock Swordsmanship is to defend and wait for the attack. The sword is like a rock, strong and reliable...

The cross swordsmanship opened up and closed, and the offensive was fierce.

The core concepts of the two swordsmanship conflicted, so even if it were to synthesize new swordsmanship, there was a sense of nondescript awkwardness.

The power has been reduced instead. "

Luo Xiu shook his head and sighed: "It seems that if you want to combine two low-level swordsmanship into a more powerful new swordsmanship, you need a higher degree of fit."

"Mr. Julian promised to save me the elective cost of a low-level combat skill, and just use this opportunity to choose a low-level swordsmanship that is highly compatible with cross swordsmanship or rock swordsmanship..."

Luo Xiu thought about a few things he had to do now.

Optional combat skills courses, go to the Swordsmanship Association Bourne's appointment, go to Shelley Chamber of Commerce to collect the money for the last batch of power potions, and then buy a few bottles of intermediate magic potions for composition analysis.

If you can't find a better reinforcing ingredient material, you need to find a way to buy mani fruit.

Luo Xiu considered it for a while and decided to go to the Swordsmanship Association first.

"Is the Swordsmanship Association's magic puppet challenge really as difficult as the rumors?"

In the lobby of the Swordsmanship Association, a young man with an arrogant face said lightly: "What Lawrence can do, I can do it naturally."

A teenager immediately echoed: "That's natural, Tyler, you are already the strength of the fifth-level apprentice knight, and Lawrence is not necessarily your opponent."

"In two months, the chief student's battle is over, and it's time for the third-year chief student to change."

The complacency on Taylor's face was even worse.

At this time, a handsome young man with light blonde short hair strode in from the door.

When the teenagers saw the youth, their faces suddenly showed excitement and admiration.

"It's the president of the Swordsmanship Association, Senior Bourne!"

"It is said that Senior Bourne already possesses the strength close to the real knight level, and is one of the best masters in the fifth grade. He is better than some students who are close to graduation in the sixth grade."

"Finally saw me."

The teenagers kind of saw the idol-like reaction in their hearts.

Taylor was also a little excited. When the handsome young man walked by his side, he quickly stepped forward and respectfully said: "Hello, Senior Boyne, I am a third-year student Taylor. It is an honor to meet you."

Byrne was taken aback for a moment, but soon showed a gentle smile and nodded: "Taylor, is it from the Hill family? There are so many talents in the third grade."

Taylor's face turned slightly red from the excitement, and he greeted Berne: "I greet the Marquis of Joyce on behalf of the Hill family."

Byrne nodded and continued to walk in.

But these few conversations are enough to make teenagers envious.

"It's Tyler, even Senior Byrne knows his name."

"When Taylor officially defeats Lawrence, his name will spread throughout the Cavaliers Academy."

Taylor smiled and said lightly: "It's too early to say this, I'll go to participate in the magic puppet challenge first. Only by showing my real strength can I get the real attention of Senior Boyne."

The teenagers followed suit.

The group was about to enter the association to take part in the magic puppet challenge, and suddenly saw Bourne, who had just walked in, walked out quickly.

There were a few people beside Bourne, all of whom were students in the fourth or fifth grade, and their expressions seemed a little anxious.

"Is he really here?"

"Yes, I have been waiting for half an hour."

Byrne frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Why didn't you tell me earlier that the most annoying thing about a genius like him who is addicted to penance is a waste of time."

"Sorry, Mr. President."

"Not as an example..."

There was a puzzled look on Taylor's face.

Senior Bourne, who has always been known for his temperament and temperament, is reprimanding his subordinates, as if it was because of someone, a very important person.

What kind of character is it that makes Bowen so important? !

There was a little curiosity in Taylor's heart, and he followed subconsciously, trying to see who Burne was about to meet.

Soon, Taylor saw Bourne walk up to a teenager standing in the corner of the lobby in a normal samurai costume.

The boy was handsome, dressed in an ordinary samurai costume, and looked about the same age as Tyler and the others.

Byrne stood apologetically in front of the boy, the two said something, and then Byrne laughed heartily.

Immediately, Byrne, the Swordsmanship Association and others "welcome" the young man in.

This time Byrne walked past Taylor again, without even looking at him.

"Damn! Who the hell is this guy?!"

Taylor was surprised and suspicious.

"It looks like it's just a third-year student.

In the third grade, besides Lawrence, who can get such a courtesy by Bowen, the president of the Swordsmanship Association? !

No, even Lawrence does not receive such treatment! "

"Could it be the son of which duke or prince?"

"impossible!"

Thinking of the youth's temperament and clothing, Taylor quickly rejected this speculation.

But he really couldn't figure it out.

An unremarkable, unknown third-grader, why on earth can Bourne treat him so seriously? !

Even if it was him, Tyler Hill, a third-year man in the limelight, and the son of the earl, it was just a matter of making Bourne look at him squarely.

What is the identity of this boy?

"Do you know him?"

Tyler couldn't help asking the people around him, and they all shook their heads, looking as confused and surprised as Tyler.

"Follow up..."

Tyler greeted him, followed the pace of Burne and the mysterious boy in front of him, and walked quickly towards the inside of the Swordsmanship Association.

"I want to see, where are you holy?!"

Seeing how they are heading, it seems like the magic puppet is challenging the other side.

It just so happened that I could find the opportunity to show off his strength in front of Senior Bourne, so that he could recognize himself again.

Tyler thought to himself...

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Tickets~~.

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