Roland seemed very quiet. He just stood in front of his horse stance, holding the handle of the knife in both hands, and the back of the knife was placed on his left shoulder.

Because the Miao Knife is very long, it will be very laborious to hold it in your hands without waving it. It is impossible not to wear it at your waist, and it is even more difficult to use the knife if it is carried behind your back.

Therefore, most of the time, the Miao Dao is placed on the shoulder for easy carrying. Therefore, most of the time, the Miao Dao’s actions also start with this posture.

Li Linmu's sword hit the ground, and the sound became heavier and he continued to move forward slowly.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and Xisha subconsciously clenched her fist.

Just when he was three meters away from Roland, the wooden sword suddenly knocked on the concrete floor with heavier force. With the force of rebound, he took a step forward and the sword with his right hand suddenly slashed forward.

The speed is extremely fast, like lightning.

But Roland's reaction was faster, and just the moment Li Lin swung his long sword, he had already moved.

He took a step back suddenly, and at the same time, Miao Dao slashed forward with the power of his wrist.

Roland retreated too quickly, and Li Lin cut the empty sword with a sword. Before he could stop the move, Roland's much longer Miao sword directly slashed his shoulder protective gear.

After a trumpet, it bounced upwards again. This was the effect of Roland retracting his strength.

"stop!"

Qi Shaoqiu on the sidelines shouted: "Roland won."

Li Lin removed the protective gear and then patted his shoulder lightly in confusion. Although he was protected by the protective gear and Roland also retracted his strength, but when the wooden knife cut it, his shoulder would still feel a little numb.

He asked strangely, "Why are your reaction so fast?"

Roland smiled: "Maybe the reason why I have better talent."

Li Lin tsk and didn't say anything. As soon as an expert took action, he knew if there was any. Although Li Lin had not systematically practiced cold weapon fighting skills, in the game, he and the veteran learned basic military swordsmanship. In the past six months, he has participated in nearly a hundred battles of all sizes. Several deaths have exceeded twenty times. Because of the too many deaths, he has lost experience at any time, so he is still lv4 and has not reached lv5.

After so many battles, he found that he had reached the limit in melee ability. Although he could continue to improve by improving his level and learning more expertise, those were just numbers, not skills.

If you encounter players with similar equipment levels, if the opponent's skills are better than you, you will suffer a great loss.

With this idea, he ran down the line to learn the martial arts of cold weapons.

Although he is not good at skill, he has developed his eyesight during this period.

Roland's retreat just now had a very fast reaction. He retreated the moment he raised his hand to prepare for the attack.

Almost synchronous.

Otherwise his sword would not have been swung so easily.

"People with fast brains can even react quickly?" Li Lin felt a little unfair. He sat on the cement pier beside him: "You are so talented and so powerful, how can we ordinary people live?"

Roland smiled and took off the protective gear: "But you have money."

Li Lin's expression was even more uncomfortable when he heard this. He said cowardly: "Generally speaking, aren't we rich people just talking like this when they meet geniuses and slap them in the face? No matter how strong you have all your abilities, I just need to have money. As a result, you use this to comfort me directly. This world..."

Qi Shaoqiu listened on the side and was amused. He walked up and said, "I saw it. Your foundation is too poor now. You can't even know how to move with a sword. Let's start with the most basic ones."

Li Lin responded.

Then, under the guidance of Qi Shaoqiu, Li Lin first learned the most basic mobile posture, while Roland practiced his own routine.

It was noon soon, and when Roland was about to go home, Xisha pulled him aside and asked, "How is your Taoist health practice?"

Roland shook his head: "Nothing has made any progress."

There is indeed no progress. Now he will take an hour to sit cross-legged for a while before entering the game every day.

But there is no strange warm current or no sense of qi.

If you have to say something that has made some progress, he will not feel his legs numb even if he sits cross-legged for an hour, and he seems to be quite adaptable.

"Don't worry, you've only been practicing for a month. I've been practicing for almost a year before I feel qi." Xisha looked faint, and then stuffed something into his hand: "This is incense, which has the effect of meditation. When I am not doing well in my practice, I will light some, so you can try it."

"The incense is quite expensive." Roland found that the incense was wrapped in a handkerchief. The texture of the handkerchief was very unique and comfortable to touch. It didn't look like it was made by machinery, but it looked like it was made by hand: "I'll give you money."

"What are you doing so politely for a big man! This thing is not expensive." Xisha left a sentence in a light tone, turned around and left.

"Thank you." Roland waved to Xisha's back.

At this time, Li Lin came over and asked with a smile: "How does this girl feel?"

"It's pretty good. A very diligent girl has a cool personality, but she is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside. She is very good to friends she knows."

Roland thought for a while and commented.

"It sounds quite suitable for being a wife." Li Lin laughed ambiguously, and asked, "If I hadn't sent you home."

"Forget it. I'm riding a bicycle here." Roland waved his hand.

"Okay, I'll go first."

The two separated at the entrance of the Knife Museum, and the red sports car roared away.

Roland rode his bicycle home slowly.

After lunch, Roland opened the forum as usual, and then found that O'Neal, a powerful data expert, was chatting with him privately, and he immediately went to the penguin group when he saw the news, and there was something important to him.

Then Roland opened the Penguin Flock, O'Neal online, and immediately sent a message when he saw him online.

"Yesterday a player found a strange drawing in the black market of the royal city. He thought it looked like a magic model, so he sent me one-third of it. I thought it was like it, so I bought it for a lot of money."

"What?" Roland asked.

"I can't understand!!!"

O'Neal called several exclamation marks in succession.

Then he continued.

"In the past six months, we have been exposed to all the magic models that we have come into contact with, and they are in line with each other. But this model is obviously not the same system as the magic models we have learned."

"Elf magic?" Roland asked.

“It’s possible.”

Roland thought for a while and said, "Can I see it?"

"Who else can see it now besides you? Ask you to go online, just to see if you can see something. If you figure it out, tell me."

Roland replied: "No problem."

Not long after, an email was sent.
Chapter completed!