The vast prairie is still so uneasy under the bright moonlight. A red light dances among hundreds of wolves. Every time it shakes, a wolve will retreat or die, just like the notes jumping on the keys, or like the joyous elves in the paradise.

When I roared and rushed into the wolf pack, things were not as difficult as I thought, or the torch in my hand did play a role, and it was more likely that I underestimated my strength!

In fact, no matter how many wolves there are, only three or four people can attack me at the same time. When my body leaps, the dancing of the torch in my hand can often force one or two wolfs to attack me.

...

An hour passed, and there were no less than a hundred Canglangs who died in my sword. Every time I killed a Canglang, I only had time to see if something had appeared. It was impossible to make time to make any wolf teeth. When the equipment exploded, I couldn't ignore it. I would rather be attacked a few more times than grab it. When the equipment exploded by Canglang in the bracelet, there was still a lot of potions in the belt.

...

Two hours have passed. Although I feel very tired, the sword in my hand is still hit like lightning, and I can still grab the exploded equipment in my hand in a timely manner. Although switching weapons has slowed my wolf's speed to kill the wolf a little bit, Canglang's death rate has continued to increase. There are nearly 15 pieces of Canglang's equipment in the bracelet, but the consumption of potions in the belt is about to exceed half. I don't know if the wolf around me has decreased, so I decided to break through to the bull-swallow area slowly.

...

Three hours have passed, and the level has climbed to level 14 without realizing it. The sword in my hand seems to have become extremely heavy, and my calves have also begun to tremble. I have no chance to grab the equipment that was bursting. Looking at the belt with one-third of the potion, I really want to fall down like this, isn’t it just hanging it once? Why do I have to work so hard? But seeing the contempt in the fierce wolf’s eyes, I still hold on, for nothing but for the unwillingness in my heart.

...

Three and a half hours passed, and the energy potion was exhausted first, and Dahong occupied only three grids. Sweat pressed my already heavy eyelids hard. The blurred vision could not tell which angle Canglang attacked from, but he barely maintained a trace of rationality. After being attacked, remember to drink blood, staggered with X-shaped feet, and remember to fight back with the trend. Just as I was not standing firm and fell to the ground, a regular and strong vibration came from the ground, which made people tremble and frightened like thousands of horses galloping. It was just that I was trembling and frightened. I fainted.

...

The milk seemed to be my mother's milk, light and sweet. My mother's kind face and sad expression appeared more and more clearly in my mind.

"Mom!" I suddenly woke up and found that I was still on the grassland.

"Are you awake?" said a cold voice.

I rubbed my forehead and looked at the person who was talking, who stood in the dark like a javelin.

"Can you tell me what happened?" I struggled to stand up and found that I was really weak now!

"It's so lucky that you can survive the sacrificial herd of cattle and wolves!" The man still said coldly: "I have been delaying a lot of time for you, but you woke up and I'm leaving!" Before he finished speaking, the person had moved first. When he finished speaking, it was impossible for me to keep him.

I didn't even get sick? After checking my body, except for the extra weak state, nothing else was wrong. What happened after I fainted?

It’s easy to explain the wolves, but what to say about the cattle? Could it be...

When I opened the log, I immediately realized that there were rules among the monsters. When I fainted, I had already left the Canglang area and entered the Cangniu area. The wolf pack that was chasing relentlessly also entered the Cangniu area. Therefore, Canglang was recognized by the Cangniu as an invader and immediately organized to defend his home. I would be stunned by the shaking of the cows caused by the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of the shaking of

Who was that person just now? Thinking of his cold voice, I couldn't help but feel that the wind on the grassland began to get colder. Why did such a cold person save me?

Looking at the direction the man left, we will meet again.

I took out the luxurious overlord sleeping bag, got in, and then chose to rest on the spot and go offline.

After getting off the line, I found that my whole body was sore. Damn it, this game is too realistic, right?

I struggled to stand up, but it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. It seemed that I had been online for more than a little while! Maybe the time I was unconscious would be considered as being offline?

I did some muscle-soothing exercises, but there was no effect. I sighed and sat down.

I recall that I had been fighting for several hours in the game when I faced hundreds of wolves, and I still admired myself in my heart. If it were in reality, I guess one percent of the wolves would be able to tear me apart.

Since the wolf attack mode is fixed, the way I attacked in the pack of wolves is also relatively fixed, as if there were a few moves. I became interested in this. The right hand strokes were drawn by the movements of my sword when I killed the wolf, and the muscles on my hands stopped hurting. Seeing this effect, I quickly began to recall the movements when I killed the wolf, and stood up and started practicing. Although I did it myself in the game, it is really difficult to practice again now. Fortunately, if the movements are done correctly, it will not hurt, and if I do it wrong, it will hurt. I slowly immersed in it.

After more than an hour, my muscles were no longer sore, and I remember those postures more familiar. If I had a sword now, I had a sudden idea and had it!

I opened the door of my wardrobe, raised my foot and kicked it cleanly, and removed the entire door of the cabinet.

Two hours later, I held a rough wooden sword about 3 feet long and said, "WAHO, there is finally a sword!"

Wood Sword: maker: Xu Fan; production materials: selected high-quality mahogany; production procedures: peeling; production tools: kitchen knife; time taken: two hours; expert evaluation: not counterfeit and inferior products; equipment quality evaluation: only one word for bad.

Because I felt that the house was too small, I came to the community sports field with the wooden sword I made with my own hand. At this time, there was basically no one here, and everyone was having lunch breaks.

The feeling of having a sword in my hand is different from not having a sword in my hand. I stood in the field with my sword, closed my eyes and meditated for a while, and after finding the feeling of drawing a sword, the sword followed the feeling, and moved with my body in the posture I had just practiced. I closed my eyes and played one by one. The more I played, the more skilled I played, the faster I was, and the more I could not stop, the stronger I felt, as if I was back to fighting with the wolves again. Every seemingly clumsy twist was formed many times to avoid the fatal blow of the wolf.

I played a few simple sword poses for more than 200 times, and finally staggered and fell to the ground.

Three sudden applauses made me open my eyes.

An old man with white hair combed back with a length of about 100 feet long, stroking his hands and said, "What a sharp sword technique, what a mysterious skill!"

I quickly stood up and said, "Thank you for your applause, this is just a casual work of the boy. Why do you think it is a good swordsman?"

"Your sword technique is about stabbing, cutting, sweeping, picking, chopping, and pursuing speed. The sword and sword are all practical moves. Isn't it a sharp sword technique? And your body technique with sword technique is indeed difficult to reach the level of elegance, and it is not useful in actual combat, but it is a good body technique that works hard. Every time you twist clumsyly, you use other parts of your body to replace the critical injury! Why do you have such bloody and mysterious body technique in this peaceful world now?" The old man talked with his beard.

I was shocked. People say that the Greater Republic of China hides and hides the dragon and crouching tiger. I didn’t expect that there would be such a master in this community.

I hurriedly said, "Thank you, my father, I've been taught, but what I just practiced is not a clever swordsmanship or mysterious body technique, but some of the insights I have learned in the game. I'll use them to exercise with no problem."

The old man looked at me in confusion and said, "What is the understanding in the game? Could it be that the game you are referring to is 'life and death'?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, what I just practiced is the habitual movements of fighting with the wolf pack in the game!"

"Wolf pack? Interesting! I wonder if you are free, go to my place to do it? Let me tell me your story by the way. Maybe I can help you!" the old man said kindly.

Although I have learned a little bit of three-legged cat skill with many people before, I can say that the real martial arts is still wandering outside the door. How could I not seize a good opportunity to step into the threshold?

"Thank you, my father-in-law, it's better to obey me than respect! My father-in-law!" I put away the wooden sword and bowed like an old man and said.

The old man nodded and smiled and said, "Old's surname is Zhang, I don't know what the young man calls me?"

"I have met Mr. Zhang!" I responded politely: "My surname is Xu, and my single name is Fan!"
Chapter completed!