The Emerald Tower

After reconfirming that Ryurou will not have anything for the time being, Dean returned to Rirol.

After jumping out of the bronze box, Dean was greeted by Jasmine's questioning eyes.

"Don't worry, Ryulang is okay"

Dean certainly knew what Jasmine wanted to ask, and said immediately.

"Thank you"

Jasmine thanked her slightly distantly, then turned and walked outside.

With Dean's return, Jasmine naturally didn't need to guard the bronze box. Dean's presence was far better than any way of guarding.

Click

After the door opened slightly, it closed straight.

The noise that had just come in came to a halt.

It is still Jasmine's underground tavern.

Although it was almost completely destroyed due to the backflow of the Longlan River when it was attacked by Leto, it was completely restored in just one day, provided that Rikweitan sent enough people.

And business is better than before

Because, Rick Weitan came forward and announced to everyone the legality of this tavern.

Of course, more importantly, apart from Jasmine's tavern, the remaining meeting places suitable for people in the shadows had already been swept away by Ryulang.

On the table in front of you were fresh water and bread, as well as fried ham and eggs.

This was not Dean's request, but Jasmine's own arrangement.

As for the potion on the side, it was obvious that Dean was not the real arranger.

Ryulang should be.

Obviously, Jasmine was planning for the worst.

However, it was obviously not needed now, so Dean shrugged but was disrespectful.

After a simple meal, Dean immediately took out the four fighting spirit secrets he had obtained before.

"Thunder Devouring War", "Tornado War", "Red Sand War" and "Anaconda War"

Then, read it carefully.

Unlike the previous examination, this time reading is a kind of learning.

And this is part of Dean's plan.

In fact, for Dean at the moment. Without strength, nothing can go on.

Therefore, improving strength has become the first key point.

Fortunately, the current Dean xp value is not lacking.

The only thing missing is... a good opponent

After reading the four pieces of fighting spirit. Dean groaned.

Without the original characteristics, if you want to learn a battle spirit, you must abide by the characteristics of the battle spirit.

That's fighting

And such a battle inevitably needs a good opponent.

Even if you can't find a good opponent, you must at least be about the same.

And in the entire city of Kaya. With the departure of Long Lang Blanc, even the strongest Rick Weitan is not a qualified sparring partner.

But want to find better...

That is definitely time-consuming and laborious.

"Before there is no better, let's overdo it"

Thinking like this, Dean stepped out of the tavern after putting the bronze box into the dimension bag.

...

Rick Weitan sat behind the desk and quickly reviewed the document.

The whole process was orderly.

In fact, this is already commonplace for Rick Weitan.

After all, his father gave him such power ten years ago. And a person, even if he is not happy about one thing, but after ten years of doing it, he will become perfect.

Therefore, there is only one word under most official documents

Only a small part of the official document will appear under Rik Weitan's comments.

And this part of the official document, except for the comments, will naturally be reviewed by Rick Weitan.

Therefore, this requires concentration.

No one will disturb Rick Weitan at this time.

Step on

But at this moment a clear sound of footsteps came, and subconscious Rick Weitan frowned. Must shout loudly.

However, when he saw the appearance of the visitor, such a loud shout was abruptly stopped. Turn to respect.

"Master Dean"

Rikvi greeted frankly and fearfully.

For the three of Dean, Rick Weitan is most willing to deal with Bronk, because Bronk's frankness and gentleness let him not have the slightest pressure.

Although Ryurou needs careful consideration every time he talks, it is very energy intensive. But Rick Weitan can also bear it.

After all, he has lived in a similar environment since he was a child.

But... Dean

The opponent's cold killing intent made him unwilling to face it.

Because, Rick Weitan knows that such a person, although not moody, but exceptionally persistent, coupled with that terrifying strength.

Simply put, once such a person thinks you should kill, then they are really dead.

Rick Weitan didn't know if his actions would be considered to be killed by the opponent.

So, if possible, he would never face Dean.

"Are you reviewing official documents?"

Dean glanced at the desk.

"Yes, sir, but sir, if you have anything to do, I can..."

"Go and review the official document, I'll wait for you"

Dean interrupted the other party's words and sat straight in the chair beside him.

Rick Weitan didn't dare to defy Dean's order, and tremblingly returned to the desk to continue reviewing the document.

In such trembling with Dean, Rick Weitan concentrated unprecedented energy to review the official documents, and even found some tricks that he had just missed.

And this discovery made Rick Weitan more serious.

After all, Kaya, the city of Kaya, now belongs to him.

With concentration, time passed quickly.

When Rick Weitan finished reviewing all the official documents and regained his senses, three hours had passed, and the sky was already dark.

And Dean was still sitting there waiting.

Suddenly, Rick Weitan was panicked.

"grown ups"

Rick Weitan greeted Dean at a loss.

"After reviewing?"

"Finished"

Rick Weitan answered.

"Then let me be a sparring partner"

When Dean said this, Rick Weitan was taken aback, he didn't know what Dean meant.

"You should have a practice field here, right?"

Dean asked.

"Yes, of course, my lord, please come with me"

Rick Weitan replied again and again.

...

The huge training ground was placed underground in the Mansion of Kaya City.

Thirty feet deep, the soil was rammed and covered with pieces of hard rock. On the surrounding walls, a torch was hung every ten feet, and between the two torches, various weapons were hung. , So that the entire training ground looks like an arena.

In fact. When Dean first walked here, he smelled an extraordinary **** smell. Although he sprinkled enough spices as a cover, it was still difficult to cover up completely.

Can guess. Without long-term accumulation and a large number of killings, it would be impossible for such a heavy smell of blood to appear.

Similarly, the iron fences concealed by tapestries on both sides also made Dean cast more eyes.

"My lord, this is necessary to cultivate fighting spirit. We only use prisoners of war, and as long as they live a victory, they can regain their freedom."

Rick Weitan explained nervously.

In response, Dean nodded, and said nothing more.

The cultivation method of Zhan Qi determines that this is a necessary process.

And the victory of the prisoner of war?

The heavy smell of blood illustrates this probability.

After all, this is not a fair duel.

As a prisoner of war, there seems to be no fairness.

Dean didn't want to avenge these prisoners of war. The positions of the two sides had already decided everything.

and. Dean was also not sure, that those prisoners of war were really wronged.

War itself is extremely ugly.

He glanced at the wall where the weapon was hung, and when he raised his hand, a long sword flew out of the wall and stopped in front of Rikweitan.

Seeing the surprising scene in front of him, Rick Weitan subconsciously held the long sword.

"Attack me"

Dean said.

"Cocoa..."

Rick Weitan hesitated, but under Dean's serious eyes, he finally let out a loud roar. Brandishing a long sword, rushed towards Dean.

The momentum looks quite mighty.

But...there is no rule.

As a result, Dean only dodged slightly, avoiding such a blow.

boom

Dean kicked Rick Weitan's ass. The latter suddenly fell behind Dean with the appearance of a dog eating shit.

"I'm talking about sparring, not jokes. If you think it is sparring, then... I don't mind treating you here as those prisoners of war."

Dean said coldly.

But Rick Weitan is tight in his heart.

What the prisoners of war here represent, as a frequent visitor here when he was young, Rick Weitan is too clear.

More than just nine deaths

If you say it seriously. That is ten deaths without life

And again, Rick Weitan can be sure that Dean is not joking.

"drink"

Rick Weitan let out a low roar, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose.

Suddenly, bright fighting spirit attached to his long sword and body.

Armed forces

For the sake of his own life, Rick Weitan did not dare to perfunctory.

He took a deep breath, and the long sword pierced straight out.

Dean nodded slightly when he saw the sword with three kinds of backhands hidden.

Although for him, such a sword is still not enough, but it at least shows that he is serious, and such seriousness may be useful for this sparring practice.

Dean carefully controlled his own strength.

After suppressing it to the level corresponding to Rikweitan, he stepped forward and hit Rikweitan's shoulder with a punch.

The latter turned around quickly, and the long sword slashed directly towards Dean's throat with a burst of sound.

However, Dean shook his arm, and the fist hit Rick Weitan's wrist first.

Snapped

Rick Weitan's sword was shrouded in battle spirit, and it was shot into the air.

Rick Weitan was taken aback, he looked at his free hand, and then at the long sword flying far away.

It seemed that he didn't understand what happened to Dean's punch.

"Pick it back~www.readwn.com~Continue"

Dean said.

"Yes, my lord"

Rick Weitan said respectfully at once.

Then, another fight began.

...

In a certain place, the beast tide is getting more ferocious.

ps second more~

There is something tonight, so, this chapter is decadent.

Thank you for the prodigal son turtle0920200 for the reward of starting currency I love the night of 100 ~~To be continued.

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