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Abel's interest suddenly rose to its peak, and he thought to himself: Could it be that the most magical technique in the Ancient Scroll refers to the move just now?

He had not experienced the war of mankind for millions of years, nor did he come from a swordsman cultivation family, so he did not understand the history of the medic, so he naturally had this kind of question. However, before he could even ask Wuqi about the source of the magical martial arts just now, he was shocked by Wuqi again.

Wuqi gently placed the black ball in his hand in his palm. After throwing the void, he said a few words of mantras, and the black ball dissipated on its own like clouds. As the ball dissipated, he kept laughing like a madman. Finally, Olic, who laughed so hard that tears came out, actually stopped laughing instantly.

Not only that, he even stopped the movement of tearing his flesh with both hands, and he was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth suddenly couldn't help but twitch. This was not a crazy laugh as early as the beginning, but an expression that was revealed because of the pain. It was not until this time that Abel and Alonso glanced at him and Olic's expression finally returned to normal.

Although Olic's expression was not calm at this time, and his painful facial features were twisted together because of the wound he had scratched, his eyes clearly showed gratitude, and he grinned and said, "Thank you."

As soon as this was said, not only Alonso, but even the sword saint Abel couldn't help but look at Wuqi more. He just made a random move without any effort, and then said a few words of a casual man, and he could make Olic, who looked like a madman, suddenly get ready.

These two people have experienced many great things, but they have never seen such an extremely strange technique, which is simply horrifying.

What was the black ball just now? Why did Olic suddenly get better? Also, how could Olic, who was obviously very normal, suddenly smile like a madman? The most puzzling thing is why he was crazily tearing the flesh on his chest while laughing?

After hearing Olic's heartfelt gratitude, Alonso and Sword Saint Abel had so many questions at the same time, but the reactions of these two people were obviously different.

In addition to doubting Alonso's heart, there was more fear that should not appear in him, a master-level powerhouse, while a trace of greed arose in the heart of the sword saint Abel, and even his eyes became greedy at this moment.

However, he was a sword saint who had reached the peak of a cultivator after all. This greed was only forcibly erased by him after his heart just arose. This was not that he had no idea about Wuqi's two magical techniques, but that he did not have to do so.

With his current strength, killing Wuqi is easy, but what should I do next? If Wuqi dies and the Ancient Scroll disappears at the same time, what should I do? From a long-term interest analysis, this approach is absolutely undesirable. The two strange techniques that Wuqi just used have proved that there are not only one kind of martial arts in this Ancient Scroll, but there may even be hundreds or thousands of them.

If you give up the opportunity to have sex with Wuqi in the future for a moment of greed, wouldn’t you pick up the sesame seeds and lose the watermelon? Abel is not that stupid. He believes that as long as you keep having sex with Wuqi, you may have hope to learn more strange skills from the other party in the future, so he doesn’t need to rush.

Of course, the real reason why the sword saint Abel had to let go of his greed was the fighting saint Ukins in the Kingdom of Rosa. His relationship with Ukins can be said to be very complicated. Of course, he is a friend now, but if he kills Wuqi, the other party will definitely become his biggest enemy.

The strength of his and Ukins is not much different, and each has its own strengths and weaknesses. If a fight really strikes, it will definitely cause the two countries to go to war. Once a war begins, no matter which country wins, it will be of no benefit to Abel or Ukins, so he finally gave up this idea very rationally.

After a moment of silence, the greed in Abel's eyes was gradually replaced by the admiring gaze. Wuqi's movements were quick, and after he picked up the Ancient Scroll gently and put them away, Alonso's words of gratitude came immediately in his ears. However, Wuqi didn't even look at the other person, and looked directly at Abel directly, and said with a slight look on his face: "Uncle, you can say it now."

Abel nodded slightly, he sorted out his mind for a moment, and then said softly: "That's it..."

Five minutes later, Abel finally told Wuqi all the plans he had predicted. He thought Wuqi would be deeply hit by Sakai's sudden change, but Wuqi's reaction was far beyond his expectations. Not only did he not react at all, but he was very calm. He just said "Oh" softly after listening.

If Wuqi was an adult, Abel would not be surprised, but the other party was just a twelve or thirteen years old. At this age, most people would seem impulsive and rebellious. If they want to be tempered, how could they be so calm?

But Wuqi is so unusual. He achieved the peace that only adults could achieve. It is even more rare that after Abel saw Wuqi's calm reaction, he suddenly felt an illusion of strangeness.

It seems that the little guy he knew before, who was lazy, liked to make noise and had a runny nose, was not the silence, calm, and although he was also runny, his expression was very different from his heart.

It’s really not simple. You can have such a change in your mentality in just a few years! The second son will never be easy in the future!

"Uncle, as you say that, aren't you catching a lot of kids who deliberately pretended to be me?" Wuqi pondered for a moment, and he looked up and asked.

Abel nodded slowly, and Wuqi continued to ask, "Do you know what Teacher Sakai's purpose is?"

Abel shook his head indefinitely, and he looked at Wuqi, "Uncle, please let those children go. Anyway, I'm really here, I don't think you have to worry about those fake children anymore, right?" Wuqi said again.

Abel smiled and nodded, and a faint smile flashed across Wuqi's face. But after a moment, his face suddenly darkened, as if he had thought of something. He looked at Abel seriously and asked softly: "Uncle, before completing the Master's promise, I want to ask you something?"

"Just say anything," Abel replied without hesitation.

"I want to ask, my good friend Croyd's family matters. I heard that their family was destroyed, is it true?"

Abel's face was already filled with a faint smile, but when he heard this, his face suddenly darkened. He hesitated for a while before sighing, saying, "So you are asking this. OK. Let me tell you what I know. The Croy family started a battle with several other big families in the city after you left here half a year.

In fact, this kind of struggle has occurred every year, but it has never been made public and has been carried out secretly. Various families also often fight and rob in the city for the dominance of some territory or a certain field.

It was in this battle from secret to light that the Croy family was divided up by the three major families in the city and eventually destroyed the family. But if you ask me the specific reason, I won’t know.

Although I am the king of the Ottoman Empire, I don’t have so much time to care about such trivial matters. Cultivation is my main business. As long as their struggles do not cause chaos in the country or the uneasiness of the people, I will not care about it. I know so much. Do you have anything else to ask?"

To be honest, Wuqi was very angry after hearing Abel's answer and his later explanation, but Wuqi felt relieved after thinking about it, and even forgave Abel for not saving her.

It's normal. If he has reached the position of Sword Saint, he will not be able to save someone who is neither a friend nor has any help to him. Unless he is free today and in a good mood, he will inevitably take action once. But this obviously requires many accidents, and what is more necessary is luck.

Croyd's family obviously did not have such luck. Croyd was Wuqi's friend, but not Abel's friend. If Abel went to save the Croyd's family for himself, even if the sword saint Abel succeeded in the end, he would have been infamous for favoring a certain family in the mouths of the people.

After all, the Ottoman Empire is no longer the original ** society. Although he is a king, everyone respects and fears, he must be fair. It is precisely because the sword saint Abel treated his people and all his families fairly that he would not interfere in any struggle between big families.

Wuqi has no experience of the sword saint Abel for so many years, nor is he as careful as Abel and has much thought.

But he was smart enough, even wise enough. All of this was attributed to Qingchengzi who passed on Lingzhi to him. Although Qingchengzi did not give Wuqi any substantial help before his death, he gave Wuqi the most important mind as a person. The increase in Lingzhi not only means that Wuqi has gained wisdom, but also means that he has extraordinary insight.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, as long as you are still a person, the most important thing is a mind that can accumulate ideas and operate flexibly.

So Qingchengzi finally gave Wuqi what he said, in a sense, seems useless, but it is actually the most useful thing, a catalyst that can instantly improve people's IQ, EQ, or other ideas to the peak.

It’s just that because of the Ancient Scrolls, Wuqi’s ideological potential has been partially restricted and has not been fully released, so he sometimes acts very naive.

Of course, it was precisely because Wuqi had the inheritance of Qingchengzi that he understood what Abel's words meant at the age of twelve or thirteen. So he nodded quickly. But nodded in understanding, no matter how clear he understood, both his heart and his eyes were involuntarily sad.

It was a painful expression after suddenly learning about the death of a friend. Wuqi couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

But he quickly wiped away the tears and the snot that flowed to his lips, and forced himself to smile and said, "No more. Then let's start now." As he said that, the space bracelet lit up without warning, and Wuqi immediately had a piece of paper and a pen in his hand. He opened the Ancient Scroll, and after reaching the page between the kendo, he began to copy.

This process lasted for a long time. After Wuqi finally left the dense small words on both sides of the paper he took out, he breathed a sigh of relief and handed the paper to the sword saint Abel.

Abel's reaction was exactly the same as that of the Dou Sheng Ugins. He looked at Wuqi in a suspicion, looked at the paper in disbelief, and then the expression on his face was like a sunny weather. He was happy, sad, angry, lost, excited, and lamented.

It was not until he finally read all the words on the paper carefully that he let out a deep breath, looked at Wuqi with gratitude, and then suddenly sighed and said, "I really didn't expect it! I, Abel, have practiced swordsmanship for so many years. I thought my attainment in swordsmanship was already extremely impressive.

But when compared with the sword god-level sword technique on this paper, I am simply a fool who can see the sky from a well. However, since I have a goal and a cultivation method to improve my realm, I don’t believe that I can’t reach the realm of the sword god.

Thank you, Wuqi. You really helped me a lot this time. Alas! I didn’t know until today that there is really a god in this world, but this state is too difficult to reach. But I will not give up. So, from today on, I will work hard to become the first sword god in the world.”

After saying this, Abel's eyes suddenly became unprecedentedly bright. He grabbed Wuqi's hand and kept trembling, and his inner excitement was beyond words. However, after hearing the word "Sword God", Alonso and Olic all seemed to be suddenly hit by a thunderbolt falling from the clear sky. They were stunned. There was nothing else in their eyes, only disbelief and dumbfounded expressions.

But Wuqi did not express any happy expression at all. He was in a bad mood, even very sad. This emotion continued until he and Seus, Naklulu, Xiaobai and others left the imperial city of the Sword Saint City and said goodbye to the Sword Saint Abel.

The sadness was like a dark cloud that had been shrouded in his heart, and he would not disperse if he could drive it away.

But what Wuqi didn't expect was that just when he thought he would never recover from this tide-like sadness in the future, he heard a voice that made him unbelievable but was also very surprised at the same time when he was passing through a small city with Nakelulu, Xius, Xiaobai and others.

"Wuqi! You are so friends! You have obviously gone to Sword Saint City but you don't go to Sword Academy. I've been waiting for you for three days and three nights in a hotel outside Sword Academic. Very good, it's great!" As soon as this said, Wuqi's heart suddenly jumped. As his body trembled, the man immediately turned around and looked behind the words.

Just one glance, the sadness that had been on Wuqi's face for more than a week turned into an excited and excited ecstasy in an instant. Because he had no suspicion, he recognized the other person's appearance and voice just at a glance.

The person who was speaking just now was standing quietly on the flat ground more than ten meters away in front of Wuqi. He was about 1.6 meters tall and his dress was no different from that of ordinary practitioners. It was not surprising, but his appearance was different, and he could even be said to be handsome and extraordinary. He was simply a perfect face that made people feel unreal, with colorful eyebrows, starry eyes, nose, and face like jade.:

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