After sending the long-lasting king, I returned home, and I once again enjoyed the treatment of a hero! Looking at the cheering and cheering of the people, it felt really good!

Grandpa was generous and asked someone to add food again. This decision made their enthusiasm climax. Even my two usually calm guards smiled and said to me: "Young Master, how great it would be for you to duel every day!"

Death! You are so happy, what should I do? Who is so full of food and is playing in duel?

After finally settling down, my grandfather and my parents started a post-war discussion with me.

"What did the king ask you for?" My mother was still interested in the king's intentions.

"He wants to buy my 'Great Curse' scroll!" I said innocently

"Damn, did you lie to him and say it was the credit of the scroll?" Mom said, "Do you know what the crime of deceiving the king? You are so bold!"

"Hehe! So what, he can't know!" said so poor that he said confidently: "I even know that I have something to say, and I told him to suffer a loss!"

"Okay, but what do you do if he wants to buy a scroll?"

"Sell! He wanted to buy it at that time, and I agreed!"

"Ah! Then what did you give him?"

"He thought it was expensive and didn't buy it!"

"How much do you want?" asked Mom, "Even the king can't afford it?"

"Not much!" I said aggrievedly: "I even gave him a 30% discount. It's only 100 million gold coins!"

"Ah!" all three of them exclaimed, and their mother even shouted: "I still sell 100 million after a 30% discount? You are too dark! Isn't he easy to cheat?"

"It's very troublesome to ask the king for a price. You might as well just say not to sell it! He thought you were playing tricks on him!" Grandpa said the same way.

"Haha, I have a reasonable calculation method. I calculated it in person, and he was not angry!"

"Oh! How did you calculate it?" asked Mom.

I told them the calculation!

"It seems to make some sense!" Grandpa agreed.

"Hmph! It's nonsense!" My mother is worthy of being a businessman, and she can see the trick at once: "Which spell range of your spell is only a few meters, and the 14th level forbidden spell range that the Elf Queen uses is a far cry from the distance, right? The other person's selling 100 million will not suffer any loss, but it's good that yours can sell for millions. They must be scared by the name of your scroll. It's useless!"

"Hehe! Mom is still amazing!" I admire him.

"I have a question! Why can Xiaowu win these two duels?" The father, who has always been silent, suddenly said: "No matter how you look at it, his strength is far inferior to others. If he can still talk about it with his magical artifact, but he almost won by his strength, why can't I understand why?"

"Not bad! I also have some questions. This child's strength is indeed a little worse than others, but it seems that it is reversed. One time is luck, but two or three times, it is always wrong!" Grandpa said.

"Didn't I just duel two times? Where did I get the three? I'm still 'coin'!" I protested.

"Hmph! You are better than Eighteen people in that time? And this time, you have fought 50 times, and you forgot to pull it off. Calculate how many times you have fought in the past few years? There are always dozens of people who have been beaten to death, right? Your ability is better than others, but why are you always hitting people, and others always beaten? And I also know that the two guards I sent to you have never helped you!" Grandpa said strangely.

"Yes! And, look at your brothers, fighting at school means you win more than you lose less, but even if you win, you will be bruised and your clothes will not look good. You will know that you are fighting at first glance! You're fine, your clothes are bright and spotless. If someone hadn't come to you, I wouldn't have known that you have so many 'great achievements'!" Mom said in a strange voice.

"Yes! If it weren't for your father's reminder this time, I would have let you get over there! Tell me, what's the trick!" Grandpa said

"Hehe! That's right! I just like to use my brain more!" I said modestly

"You mean your brothers are all brainless idiots?" Mom said dissatisfiedly.

"No! I don't mean that! Mom, don't blame me!" I said quickly

"Then what's going on with you? I couldn't tell you a little bitch before, but now, the magician asked you to beat me up. That's a guy of the same level as me. Even if I face your mother, I don't dare to say Wen Ying. Even if I win, it's not as easy as you! If you count it like this, it's easy for you to deal with me?" Mom's last sentence was very low and she looked frustrated!

"Haha, actually, I must be no match for my mother!" said I.

"Why? I can't put spells in your realm! I can't do anything without spells!" said Mom.

"Haha! You can run first. I can't catch up with your speed. As long as I spend my time in the field, you can deal with me at will!"

"Yes! Why doesn't the Wikla Magi run away?" asked Mom.

"The first time that idiot met, I didn't know the details, and I didn't know how to deal with it!"

"What about your previous record? Especially in the duel with Ishihara Nilang, he knows your background? Why are you still losing so much?" asked my mother.

"That idiot is so familiar with me, but at the same time I am familiar with him. He knew that I could use scrolls, so he prepared to fight against the scrolls' tactics and equipment! Haha! But I thought a little further, I knew that the tactics he designed for me were designed for his designs, so I won!"

"I understand this, what about it before? Do you know their tactics? What you are talking about is more specific." Grandpa said

"Some know, some don't know, it depends on the situation. In fact, the reason why I win every battle may be because I and you are different in the way of viewing strength, right?" I will give them a military strategy lesson.

"Oh! Why is it different?" Grandpa asked excitedly. The old man who once won one of the five strong men has never changed his desire for power!

"Most of you regard strength as the strength of fighting spirit and magic! Right?"

"Yes! Like me, fighting spirit is much stronger than others. I have beaten dozens of samurai in the Ishihara family to find teeth. Isn't this the power?" said my father.

"It's power, but in my opinion, it's just a second-rate power!"

"What is that first-class power?" Grandpa asked

"Wisdom" said affirmatively

"Wisdom? Don't understand! Be more specific!" Grandpa said

"For example, for my father, his level can be roughly one thousand, that is, he can defeat an ordinary thousand-man team by himself, right? Father!" I asked.

"Yeah! It's almost the same! I can't stand it anymore!" He was quite modest

"But if I command, you may be in danger of being captured alive! Do you believe it?"

"Hmph! You have so many tricks and still have magical tools in hand. I'm afraid you can capture me alive by yourself. Do you still need 1,000 people?" My father was dissatisfied.

"I don't do anything, I'm just commanding!"

"Impossible!" Grandpa jumped out and said, "I teach him all his martial arts. I can tell you clearly, don't underestimate the youngest sword saint on the continent. He once stayed in the Elf Forest for ten years and fought with the monsters there for ten years. The martial arts he honed between life and death are definitely not easy to mess with! I dare say that if the thousand-man team of the Qinglong Legion could barely fight, the other legions, even the Wang Guards, could easily defeat two thousand-man teams. How could you capture him alive?"
Chapter completed!