The fighting spirit was constantly circulating, and the power of thunder was swept away, and when it was at its peak, Aldington suddenly felt a moment.

The next moment.

The original internal Dou Qi was scattered like a shattering. These Dou Qi were originally formed by gathering from the limbs and bones, but now it quickly scattered into the limbs and bones, giving him a special experience like a sauna. Such senses did not last long.

Soon, a new fighting spirit emerged from the limbs and bones, gathered together and began to operate according to the original cultivation route.

This new Dou Qi is still an intermediate Dou Qi, but Aldington feels unusual tenacity, just like the big waves washing away the dirt and leaving behind golden fine sand. This is a quality improvement. Under the operation of Dou Qi, strength has increased by a leap.

"call!"

Aldington stood up and looked up at the sky forty-five degrees: "I have completed the first time in the four broken and reorganizations of the intermediate fighting spirit."

With three left, he can be promoted to advanced fighting spirit.

At that time, he could challenge the fantasy beast knight as an elite knight, and he could gallop across the board.

"Young Master, have you... completed the breakthrough?" One-eyed Parker walked over.

Aldington nodded lightly: "Yes."

One-eyed Parker was immediately overjoyed: "Blessed by the Three Gods, Young Master, you are practicing too fast! You have only been promoted to the intermediate level of fighting spirit and have completed another breakthrough!"

Dororo and the other three rushed over quickly and turned on flattery mode.

"Low-key, low-key is just the first time to break and reorganize, so there is no need to make a fuss." Aldington waved his hand calmly, but the corners of his mouth raised faintly, and he still betrayed his current mood. Compared to the kind of wasteful work who can make up for his tact, no one wants to be a genius who can increase his strength by drinking water.

And there is no doubt that Aldington, who has awakened the power of thunder, is now a genius.

but.

While improving his strength, he suddenly felt a little stagnant during his fighting spirit. Therefore, he refused to continue flattering the followers and knights, and sat cross-legged, quietly thinking about what was wrong with him. This seat lasted only an hour.

The big cat Hogg has snored evenly.

Pandora, the banshee-winged beast, flew over with a hare in her mouth, threw it at Aldington's feet, stretched her neck and screamed, as if she was seeking credit.

"Pandora, don't disturb the young master!" One-eyed Parker carefully drove Pandora away.

At this time, Aldington also opened his eyes and understood what was wrong with his body: "It is the power of nature. My natural power is not enough. The natural power brought by the previous two classic poems is no longer enough to maintain the perfect structure of the intermediate Dou Qi."

The knight's fighting spirit is the product of the combination of spirit and body, but it is indispensable for the lubrication of natural forces.

This is also the reason why knights must pray to the three gods in their practice to gain the power of faith. After all, knights pursue the law of perfect triangle.

"Since you know the reason, it's easy to solve it. Just write another classic poem!" Most knights will complete their prayers step by step and absorb enough natural power bit by bit. But for Aldington, it's easier to obtain natural power.

Just find an occasion and make poems according to the situation.

In fact, the opportunity came soon. On that day, the Cronokee Lake area was overwhelmed by dark clouds, and it was obvious that a heavy rain was brewing. Construction was suspended, and everyone came to the lakeside market to wait for the arrival of heavy rain. The mercenary groups also returned one after another, making the already small lakeside market overcrowded.

Fortunately, the Iris family temporarily built many wooden houses, which were enough for everyone to live in.

Aldington rode on the back of the macaque red horse and red beans, taking the big cat Hogg to admire the scenery of Lake Cronokee. The wind blew and the waves were surging by the lake.

This is not the sea, but judging from the scene in front of you, this is the sea.

"Master Aldington, it's raining soon. Aren't you going back to hide from the rain?" asked a ranger from a mercenary regiment.

"I'm a bard and I'm looking for inspiration." Aldington replied faintly.

"Ah, I understand, Master Aldington, you are a great poet." After the ranger complimented, he stood aside, as if he wanted to see if Aldington could create another classic poem. Even though he knew nothing about poetry, he was still a little curious about eating melons.

In this way, soon there were many bored people gathered around Aldington and enjoyed Lake Cronokee, which was waving in front of him.

There was even a great earth magician who came over curiously.

The profession of bards is still very popular. Celebrities can give full play to poetry, while the general public can listen to stories and listen to good things.

"Jiwa!"

On the lake, Pandora, the banshee-winged beast who was deliberately released by Aldington, was flying in the wind and practicing her flying skills.

Aldington looked up at the darker and darker sky.

I just feel that the time, place, and people are all in harmony, and it is time to sing my new poem.

When a strong wind blew his light golden hair up, Lang Lang's voice chanting fluttered with the wind: "In the vast sea, the strong wind swept with dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the swallows were flying proudly like black lightning..." His voice was not loud, but it was particularly clear and powerful.

After listening to it, everyone around suddenly felt some unknown change in the air, and the atmosphere was obviously different from before.

"Is this a new poem by Master Aldington?" someone asked in a low voice.

"Of course it's!"

"But, where is the sea? I haven't seen the seagull?"

"Don't ask, this is poetry creation and imagery techniques, you don't understand."

Lake Cronoki is indeed not the sea, and there are no petrels flying around on the lake, but this is not important. The focus of poetry creation is on creation.

As a passerby interpreted, this is an imagery technique. Lake Cronoki is not the sea, and the fancy banshee-winged beast is not the sea swallow.

Aldington did not care about the whispers of the people around him, and continued to recite his new poem: "A moment his wings hit the waves, and then his arrows rushed towards the dark clouds, and they shouted--and in the brave shouts of the birds, the dark clouds heard joy."

The wind is still howling.

But after hearing these poems, the onlookers felt the difference in the air more and more, as if an invisible force was blowing on everyone's face with the wind.

"Did you feel it?"

"I feel it, what about you?"

“I feel it too.”

"What did you feel?"

"What did you feel again?"

"Sorry, I can't say it."

"Sorry, I can't say it either."

Everyone felt a different atmosphere, but what the atmosphere was not very clear, but it was no longer important. Aldington's chanting was still in progress: "In this shout--full of desire for a storm! In this shout, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory."

Reciting and resounding chanting.

The wind constantly blowing.

A knight who was listening suddenly exclaimed: "My fighting spirit, it... works by itself!"
Chapter completed!