Chapter 22 Noble Female Samurai

Lance read too attentively, and the increasing number of students in the class were not noticed by him. His right seat was pulled away and someone did it, but he still didn't notice it.

The book Wu tells a lot of useful things, which is very different from what I once learned in the temple. In the temple, whether it is a magician or a knight, they only practice the fighting spirit and magic of the light category. The college is different. This "Wu" alone is a little tolerant of everything. The categories involved in practice and fighting spirit can be said to be a variety, but this is just an introductory book, and the story is extensive but not in-depth.

In his previous life, Lance once reached the realm of a great swordsman. His daily practice is to sense the light power in heaven and earth, and then guide it into the body and refine it with fighting spirit.

The fighting skills of the temple are extremely powerful, but Lance knows very well how difficult it is to cultivate to reach the supreme realm of martial arts. He seemed to touch the threshold before he died. If he did not fall in the battle with the dark magic mentor Sainz, there may be hope of impacting the sword saint for a period of time. But at this moment, once again, my fighting spirit cultivation no longer exists, and naturally I can't use the fighting spirit again to feel the mysterious moment at that time.

The good thing is that Lance found that the background of the college is really profound and abnormal. At this time, a book of the college has recorded a lot of unknown knowledge. Lance knew that if he could enter the library to choose high-level skills, he would gather his rich experience and martial arts knowledge and be able to meet the strengths of hundreds of families and go further than his previous life...

Lance was immersed in the sea of knowledge and the dream of fantasy... But he was destined not to continue to travel in his own world and continue to dream of becoming a swordsman, because he felt a pair of eyes staring at him. If it was an ordinary look, he might not pay attention, but these eyes have been staring at him for half a minute at this time. If he no longer responds, he will be the former swordsman of the temple.

Lance raised his eyes to the right, and the beautiful and healthy girl on his right side was staring straight at him with big eyes...

"Well, your name is Lance, right?" When Lance looked up, the girl in his right seat suddenly asked.

"Well, yes, hello, Becky." Lance nodded gently. After calling out her name, he was deeply impressed by the girl. In the morning, so many students in the class were secretly guessed by Lance. For those children who can't disguise themselves, they are naturally invisible under the eyes and experience of the great swordsman of the temple, except for the one in front of them...

Becky was staring at him, but this time her heartbeat did not accelerate again. Although this girl named Betsy is also beautiful, she is still much worse than the magnificent Ai Jialin at the door of the class after class in the morning. Moreover, at this time, Betsy did not smile as gently as Ai Garlin. She just stared at Lance with no expression on her face.

"Are you really an intermediate warrior?" Betsy looked directly at Lance and asked.

"Well, yes..." Lance never thought that the girl would ask such a sentence after looking at him for a long time.

"It doesn't look like it. Intermediate warriors of this age, it is a little possible for those drannys among the nobles to forcibly rush to the intermediate level with advanced elixir purchased by the family's heavy money. So how did you become an intermediate samurai? Becky stared at Lance and asked aggressively.

"The level of the warrior is not seen by the eyes. Miss Betsy, you don't look like an aristocrat, but you are indeed an aristocrat." Lance said quietly.

"You, how do you know I'm an aristocrat?" Becky suddenly opened her eyes wide and asked.

"Hey..." Lance sighed that the other party didn't know such a simple and obvious problem. At noon, the noble lady, Ai Jialin, called you at the door. Look at you as sisters..."

"Ah, so that's it. Do you also know Ai Jialin?" Betsy asked when she heard this.

"Oh, I don't know her, I just heard her name." Lance replied.

"Well, I don't know. It's almost the same." Becky smiled when she heard this, but she stopped her before she laughed, and then asked Lance, "You haven't said how you became an intermediate warrior!" I don't think you are an aristocrat. There must be no way to use a lot of elixir to hit the level.

Lance has determined that Betsy and Ai Jialin should be very good friends, but he doesn't know why she suddenly pouted when she mentioned Ai Jialin just now, and then Betsy suddenly smiled happily after she said she didn't know Ai Jialin. This is also the mistake made by Lance, an emotional rookie. If the noble children who have been in love for a long time, they will immediately understand that Betsy and Ai Jialin are good friends. Although they are also beautiful women, their appearance and temperament are still much worse than Ai Jialin. In the past, the limelight was always taken away by Ai Jialin when they were together. Although she is not jealous that they are good friends, she will still be a little unhappy when she finds out that any boy in the class actually knows Ai Jialin. And she has just become interested in this unusual middle-level warrior...

Becky smiled unconsciously after hearing the other party say that she didn't know each other.

If the 'battlefield' noble son might have seized this opportunity to hook up with this beautiful classmate, but obviously Lance is not aware of this. At this time, he is just seriously thinking about how to answer Betsy's questions...