Chapter 24
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"Indeed!" Morrisons's expression was very serious. He pointed the wooden stick in his hand at Stillberg. "A calm lake can't train a capable sailor. A peaceful environment can't create a hero. So, if one day you become strong, the first person you have to thank is of course me, the one who once tortured you … "
"But … but I want to learn magic …" Stillberg was about to cry. He didn't know how many times he was hit in the butt, and it was still burning. He really didn't want to continue fighting with Morrisons, if that could be called a fight.
"Spineless!" Morrisons curled his lips. He suddenly shouted, "Watch out!" The wooden stick in his hand was already stabbing out like lightning.
Stillberg hurriedly used both hands to protect his butt. He didn't even want to use the wooden stick in his hand. However, Morrisons only needed to lightly flick the tip of the stick to deflect Stillberg's left hand. Then, with a bang, Stillberg was hit again. He was in so much pain that he jumped around on the spot.
"Stillberg is your man. Are you not going to do anything about it?" Sassoux laughed.
"That guy is a sixth-grade professional. How am I supposed to control him?" Han Jin shook his head and continued with his work.
"What … are you doing?" Sassoux curiously looked at Han Jin's hands.
Han Jin's right hand was holding the table knife he borrowed from Sunier. His left hand was pressing down on a piece of gray paper. He was carefully carving something with the table knife. Soon, a two-inch-long paper man was formed under the knife. Han Jin whispered a few words. At the same time, his index finger was drawing on the paper man. When everything was ready, he called out, "Stillberg, come here."
"I don't want to fight with you anymore. Young Master is calling me!" Stillberg was so happy that he cried. After saying that, he ran towards Han Jin as if he was running for his life.
Han Jin placed the little paper man in Stillberg's palm and whispered a few words into his ear. Then, he patted Stillberg's shoulder and said, "Go!"
Stillberg stared blankly at Han Jin. Then, he gritted his teeth and ran back to pick up the wooden stick with his trembling hands.
"How boring …" Morrisons had already lost interest in tormenting people and was walking towards Sunier.
"Get back here!" Stillberg shouted.
With a pfft, Stillberg's fearless expression made Qi Li laugh. Sunier first glanced at Han Jin, then looked at the arena with a faint smile.
"Aiya … you little brat!" Morrisons was so angry that he laughed. He walked towards Stillberg step by step.
"You're a sixth-grade professional. This … this is not fair to me!" Stillberg was forced to take a few steps back. "We should change the method!"
"What method?"
"I'll count to three. If you can't beat me within three seconds, you lose!"
"Okay, Stillberg, pray for your ass!" Morrisons sneered.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Stillberg was so scared that he took a few steps back. "We should bet on something. That's more interesting."
"What do you think we should bet on?" Morrisons saw that Stillberg was so confident. He secretly looked at Han Jin, but Han Jin just sat there with a gentle smile on his face. He couldn't see anything strange.
"If I lose, I'll call you big brother. If you lose, you'll have to call me big brother too!" Stillberg shouted.
"No problem!" Morrisons heard that there was no real danger, so he agreed without hesitation.
"One …" Stillberg screamed and threw the paper man away.
A tremor swept through everyone's heart. Then, a giant about forty feet tall appeared out of thin air. It held a long stick that was thicker than Morrisons' waist and smashed it down on Morrisons' head.
The moment the giant appeared, Qi Li's smile froze on her face. Sunier suddenly jumped up from the grass. Sassoux also stared blankly and muttered, "Puppet … Puppet Spell …"
Morrisons was the most shocked. He didn't dare to block the attack and jumped back.
"Stillberg, what are you doing? Keep counting! "Han Jin shouted. In fact, he was only using the simplest spell. The giant looked scary, but it didn't have much fighting power. It would fall at the first touch. Its biggest use was to trick people who didn't know how to fight.
"Ah?" Stillberg seemed to wake up from a dream. He screamed, "Two …"
Morrisons couldn't care less about Stillberg. He released his Combat Aura to the maximum and dodged the giant's attacks with all his might.
The giant was more than thirty feet tall. Every time it swung its stick, it had the momentum of a tornado. Its movements were also very fast and fierce. Morrisons' height only reached the giant's knees. No matter how he retreated or dodged, the giant could easily catch up to him with a single step.
"Three …" Stillberg had already called out the winner.
"Raphael, hurry up and put away that damned puppet!" Morrisons roared, "Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll destroy your puppet! "
Sunier and the others looked at Han Jin. Han Jin's smile didn't change. The giant's attack power couldn't hurt Morrisons at all. Moreover, the energy it used couldn't be recovered. It was better to just watch the show.
Morrisons saw that the giant was still chasing after him. He knew that this couldn't go on. He dodged sideways and ran towards the giant sword that was stabbed into the ground.
In fact, Morrisons was also a ruthless character. He was really angry at this moment. He couldn't care less about anything else.
Moxinke rolled on the ground and threw the stick at his back. Then he roared and threw the stick away. Then he pulled out his long sword from the ground and rushed towards the giant like a flash of light. Moxinke rolled on the ground, rolled on the ground, and threw the stick away with a roar. Then he pulled out his long sword from the ground and rushed towards the giant like a flash of light.
Morrisons's eyes were as big as copper bells. The longsword in his hand emitted a cold light. When he was less than five meters away from the giant, the stick he threw hit the giant first. The aggressive giant disappeared in an instant as if it had never appeared. Only those with good eyesight could see a piece of paper floating down from the sky.
Losing his target, Moxinke couldn't control his body and fell straight into the woods outside the ring. Just as he was about to fall into the bushes, he managed to stabilize himself and turned around to search for his target with his blank eyes.
"What's this?" Sunier jumped into the field and picked up a piece of paper.
"I don't know either." Han Jin stretched himself and replied faintly. In fact, he was very excited in his heart. There were three types of cultivation. The first was to purposely forge the body to become a saint. This was an external technique. The second was to use oneself as a cauldron to cultivate the primordial spirit. This was an internal technique. Han Jin had cultivated all three of them before, but he wasn't very proficient in any of them. Today, he spent more than three hundred yuan of energy to make a commander's seal. He wanted to see what kind of power the 'Gate of Dao' could exert here. He was about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, so he had to decide what he should focus on in the future.
(One chapter in the afternoon. I won't say much in the future. From now on, at least two chapters a day.)
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