Chapter 27 The Way Forward

Now it is the late autumn season, and the sun is as poisonous as the day, but at night, there is a cold smell of water, and you have to wear a windbreaker when walking on the street. It's time to rest in Elonsoco Combat College. Students who have lived a monotonous life also abide by discipline and hide in warm quilts one after another, but there are always one or two people doing something different.

On the roof of a villa in the college, a teenager sat casually on the tile. He was only wearing a very thin practice uniform. The autumn wind at midnight was like a sharp knife with a thorn. If you blow it gently, it could also prick you fiercely. Of course, it was very cold to wear such clothes on such a night, but Ike didn't sleep at all. I feel that although the cold wind is cold, it can bring Ike an extremely comfortable feeling. During this period, his nerves have been tense, and he hasn't had a real rest for a moment. His left hand holding the golden pipe trembled slightly. Obviously, his heart was not calm. Maybe he thought of his father or his already dead mother, a little cold water. He slipped quietly, no matter what, he was just a 16-year-old child.

The golden pipe is Ike's recent masterpiece, which is engraved with two lines: dust removal and fire. The dust removal array can effectively filter out the tiny solid particles in the smoke, and the fire formation naturally plays the role of igniting tobacco. Tobacco is a local cigarette made by the production process learned by Ike and the old hunters in the mountain village. People with a little identity don't care about such things. Only the lowest civilians will like it. Ike doesn't feel ashamed. He has been smoking for more than two years. In the past, after hitting prey, old hunters would smoke. Taking out his cigarette gun, the two smoked one by one, smoking down, but spitting out the oppression of life. He spit out a mouthful, and his body seemed to be relaxed. Ike finally spit out a big smoke ring. The breeze blew away the smoke ring and glanced into the distance wrapped in smoke. Ike patted his buttocks and jumped directly from the roof. The soles of the feet fell to the ground without making any sound.

Rubik's Cubes are generally divided into two camps: fighters and mages. Of course, there are other professions, but the number of people is generally extremely rare, and some may even be a single transmission. Mages and fighters occupy nine layers of Rubik's Cubes, among which the fighters occupy nearly seven levels, and mages only occupy two levels.

The fighting master is in close combat, and the mage is in the long-range attack. When each magic cube reaches one side, he has to decide his own direction of development, whether to be a fighter or a mage. The requirements of the mage are very high, not only the affinity of the elements is extremely high, but also the requirements for the spiritual power, but the fighter is much simpler. As long as you can reach the realm of a magic square, you can basically choose to be a fighter. One is strict, but the other has no requirements, so the number of mages has always been total It is less than one-fifth of the fighters, and most of them are female mages.

Compared with the mage and the fighter, the mage always had to take advantage of it in the early stage. The fighter before the third level did not have any long-range attacks and could only fight by hand, but at this time, the fighter did not exceed the mage much in physique. As long as a certain distance was opened, it was basically a situation for the mage to win, just like the siege of Ai at the beginning. The fourth of Ke's four brothers, a mage, took a sword, which showed that he could still play with the sword, but he didn't expect Ike to suddenly take action and suffer losses. In the later period, there is no such thing as restraint between the fighter and the mage. The fighter constantly strengthens their martial arts skills in the long process of practice, especially the long-range skills for the mage, and the mage will also have various means of defense. If you don't fight until the last moment, the victory or defeat cannot be easily concluded.

Ike reached the realm of one side as early as a few days ago. Although he has been practicing alchemy these days, he has not stopped thinking about his future direction. His body is completely in line with the conditions of a mage. Generally, under such circumstances, almost everyone will choose to be a mage. After all, the mage on the battlefield only needs to hide in the rear to release magic, while the fighter has to cross the horse and fight against the enemy with a gun. Many fighters will die in a war, but basically no mage will die unless the city is broken, but if the gate is broken, both the fighter and the mage have the only way to die. The Warcraft Empire will not accept human fighters and mages as slaves.

Ike finally chose the path of the fighter. Although the road is full of ups and downs and thorns, it has benefits that the mage does not have. As long as you work hard, you will gain something. Mage pays attention to qualifications. The better the qualification, the farther and faster the road of cultivation. On the contrary, if your qualifications are not very good, how far you can go on the road of the mage has long been destined. It is almost impossible for you to pass the established end. The fighting master is different. Although the better the qualification, the easier it is to practice, the more important it is for the fighting master. People with excellent qualifications can use twice or three times the time to achieve the effect achieved by practicing for an hour, but the mage can't, but the mage can't. If you don't understand, you will always get stuck in that step and never get out. Ike remembered Caesar's battle with Warcraft. There is no doubt that Caesar is an absolutely excellent fighter. There is only one mage in the college and he has considerable strength. Ike can't bet on how good his qualifications are. As long as his qualifications are not evil and outstanding, the probability of defeating Caesar will be greatly reduced.

The next day, the sun had not come out, but Ike got up early to practice. He wore a wide silk practice suit, which was turned out of the wardrobe. Ike did not mind it. He shook his hands and feet and began to exercise in the morning.

The fist closed around his waist, his toes facing each other, and his two tied together. Ike took a horse step and was lucky every day. Suddenly, he burst out, "Ha, ha, ha", the sound of his fist stopped. In a breath, Ike opened his left and right, and three punches in a row. His right fist was recovered to his shoulder. His left hand was across his chest, and his feet drew a semicircle under his feet to move forward with eight characters. He stopped an inch in front of the sandbag and hit it with his right fist. With a loud bang, the 200-pound sandbag was pierced, and the sand flowed down like water. Punching, moving forward, closing the fist, and then punching, the whole action is completed in one breath. When punching, it is like thunder, like a cow out of the railing, and the fist is strong. Ike pulled out his fist, patted off the fine sand on his arm, and muttered, "I have mastered the tricks of this powerful cow magic fist. It can be done with a little practice, but it is not enough to attack alone. I have to go to the library to find a martial art that tells the body." Generally, some martial arts will be attached to the practice method. Of course, different cultivation methods need to cooperate with different ways of exerting force, so as to achieve the best effect. At present, Ike has practiced two legal decisions, "Yunhai Jue" and "Chaos Creation Decision". Although one side of the law is by no means a mage or a fighter, some Dharmajue is biased. "Yunhai Jue" is a Dharmajue" that favors the mage. The accompanying skills are also the two magic spells of the mage, while "Chaos Creation" does not have any martial arts skills throughout the article, so Ike can only go to the library to find some skills. On the one hand, there are still many such martial arts skills, which are not precious. The college is open to students for free. Ike picked out a "Powerful Bull Magic Fist" from it. Although the skill is ordinary, as long as it plays well, it can also burst out super combat power.

After the fisting was performed again, the sky was already bright, and Ike's strength was also used up. He took out the golden pipe from the space ring, leaned casually against the wall, took a sip, and spit out a burst of green smoke. His current smoking addiction seems to be getting bigger and bigger, and he is fine every day. I always like to take a few bites. At this time, a beautiful figure appeared at the door. Linda carried a basket and stepped on the broken steps, but the speed was not slow. In the blink of an eye, she was already standing in front of Ike.

"Why do you always smoke that? It's not good for your health. Next time I go back, I'll bring you some dreamy rain, which is very useful for quitting smoking," Linda persuaded. As she has been with Ike for longer and longer, she dares to joke with him or make a few comments.

Ike ignores her. He can only be distracted when he smokes, or he doesn't know what he is thinking when he smokes. He likes this feeling, which may be an escape from life.

Seeing that Ike was a little unhappy, Linda quickly changed the topic. She didn't want to make Ike disgusted. "You haven't had breakfast yet. I brought you something to eat." After saying that, Linda took them out one by one from the basket, milk, eggs, bread and all kinds of desserts. Ike had to sigh, "Female People's heart is fine.

Ike did not refuse her kindness. Maybe he was taught by Uncle Da, and Ike did not have any resistance to Linda. Everything just let nature take its course.

There are too many things. Even if Ike's appetite has always been very big, he is also very strong. After drinking a bottle of milk in one breath, he pressed all the food into his stomach. "Thank you". Since he ate other people's food, he always has to thank him.

"This is what I should do," Linda said gently, just like a virtuous wife. It is her duty to prepare breakfast, which is this feeling of being like a wife and mother, which always makes Ike a little obsessed.

"This year is coming to an end. The college will hold a grade assessment and a grade competition. Caesar, are you ready to participate in the martial arts competition?" Linda asked.

At this time of year, the students of the Elonso Academy of Sciences are always enthusiastic. For no reason, they have been practicing for more than half a year. After all, it is difficult to achieve anything behind closed doors. Now it is an opportunity to compete with each other and make up for their shortcomings. More importantly, getting a good ranking in the competition is also a good place for the future. A good resume may also win the favor of a beautiful woman, or meet your own enemy, and you can also have a fair chance of revenge.

"I won't participate," Ike shook his head.