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Chapter 16 Homecoming 1

The breeze blew and the leaves rustled.

In the forest, the hot sunshine is also covered by the coolness of the forest, making it look particularly peaceful.

It's afternoon time now, and no one comes to the forest at the deepest part of the college, so it seems even quieter.

A half-grown boy with a naked upper body stood in the middle of a relatively empty forest, with his eyes closed and his lips slightly open. He exhaled softly for nearly a minute. He slowly exhaled until all the exhaust gas in his lungs was gone.

Breathe in fresh air.

The boy has an ordinary face and fairly regular facial features, but his figure has vaguely revealed the outline of strong muscles. He is much stronger than the average child of this age. It is obvious that he has very good physical fitness.

A head of red-black hair floats freely in his breath, like a dancing dark flame.

After a long time, Geer opened his eyes, and his original purple eyes became even brighter, like the top gems, with a soul-stirring brilliance.

An energy that can be felt flows under the skin, speeding up the blood in the whole body. The whole body is warm and the energy is unusually abundant.

"Provide analysis."

"Under analysis...the data is missing and the energy composition cannot be analyzed. The energy type is judged to be benign and will promote the growth of physical fitness."

This is the new skill that Geer acquired after experiencing the illusion last night - the Death Thorn Sword Skill. This time it is different from the Black Crow Bow Skill last time. It not only includes the practice method of sword skill, but also the basic skills used in conjunction with it.

Breathing method.

Taking advantage of the lunch break, Geer started breathing training first, and quickly entered the state with the help of the biological brain to adjust.

Once the breathing method started, Geer could feel a strong numbness all over his body, including his scalp and soles of his feet, as if there were countless ants crawling in his blood vessels. After analysis by the biological brain, this was purely due to his own Qi and blood being absorbed.

The feeling caused by an external force accelerating a certain week, and this external force was located in the area between Geer's skin and flesh.

As the breathing method continues, a feeling of itching, numbness, and tingling will gradually occur on the skin. According to the monitoring analysis of the biological brain, this is the feeling of the skin pores and blood vessel tails being impacted. During the high-speed movement of qi and blood throughout the body,

A strong rotational force is generated, and the impurities in the body are driven outward by this force, aiming to break through the obstacles of the pores and then be discharged from the body.

The theoretical limit of the human body's natural lifespan is 190 years. However, due to various pollutions from inside and outside the body, the lifespan of ordinary people can only reach half of the theoretical limit, and the peak period of the body is correspondingly shortened, so people basically die.

Chronic poisoning. But if the breathing method that Geer has now obtained can keep the body in a state of pollution-free almost perfectly, it may be difficult to live to the theoretical age limit, but it will greatly extend the peak period of the body and the overall life span.

There is no problem.

Geer wouldn't mind if he could live a little longer.

Although he was overjoyed, Geer also had some doubts. Why has this magical breathing method not been passed down? It has not even been recorded in history.

Geer touched his chest. There was a layer of viscous liquid on the surface of his skin, and he could see some small black spots inside with his sharp eyes.

Physically, Geer felt like he was wearing a piece of iron clothing, but now he suddenly took it off, his whole body weight became much lighter, and it seemed that he could jump up with just a little effort on his feet.

Take a look at your body data. Strength is 0.97, agility is 1.06, physique is 1.03, and spirit is still 0.95. The strength is symbolically increased a little, agility has increased a lot, and physique has improved the most. This result is consistent with the analysis made by the biological brain.

Very consistent.

"The effect is very good, but unfortunately it only restores the original body value after expelling impurities. If you practice in the future, it will not have a good effect. You can only rely on long-term exercise to improve it."

In the afternoon, the archery competition was held. Geer did not practice the swordsmanship, which was very demanding on the body. He ended the exercise after practicing the breathing method.



The largest practice area of ​​the Archery Club was already filled with students, forming groups according to their classes. Some were carrying banners with wooden sticks that read "Go ***," while others were

Just shout at the top of your lungs to cheer for the racers.

Geer sat in the player area and carefully adjusted the bow in his hand.

The bows used in the competition are uniformly provided by the club, allowing players to choose freely. The bows provided by the club are the most popular semi-metal bows, which are powerful and stable in performance. Except for metal crossbows that are expensive and complex in structure, semi-metal bows have always been used before the emergence of muskets.

It is the most popular long-range weapon. Even now, many nostalgic people or archery enthusiasts still love this bow.

Although the bows used in competitions all have the same specifications, each player needs to adjust the bow according to their own habits. Several players around Geer also do the same thing as him.

Before the competition, players can take test shots to find out the feeling.

After adjusting the elasticity of the bow string, Geer checked the feathering of the arrow. If there was no problem, he went to the arena to warm up and try out the feeling.

Today's competition is divided into three events, including 40-meter, 60-meter and 80-meter targets, which correspond to the three levels of club members: junior, intermediate and advanced.

The project Geer chose was 80 meters.

Because it is only an intramural event, there are no strict shooting rails installed on the venue. There is just a line drawn on the ground. Players can stand behind the line and shoot. If they cross the line, it will be a foul.

The sunshine today was a little too good, and the sun was shining diagonally from behind the target, so the players had to face the sun directly, and their vision was greatly affected.

As soon as he walked onto the field, Geer heard a sudden burst of cheers from the audience. He turned around and saw that it was indeed Zokola who was leading his classmates to cheer him on. Among the crowd of classmates, Geer was still cheering.

I saw Mickey with a troubled face.

After waving to his classmates, Geer turned around and stood on the shooting line. He raised the bow skillfully and drew it. He took aim and then gently released the bow string. The sharp arrow came out of the string. The next moment, a red target was nailed on.

An arrow.

"Sixth Ring Road, it seems that the sun still has some influence. Make an environmental estimate and build a shooting model."

After testing it, Geer directly asked the biological brain to turn on the shooting assistance function.

"The model is established."

Geer opened his bow again, and a line of shadow flew out, and he nailed the rake firmly again.

"Ten rings. Oh, today's first ten rings were made by Griezmann, a student from Class 2, Class 3."

The results reported by the commentator immediately caused a burst of cheers from Class 2 and Class 3.

"Ten rings!"

"It's still ten rings!"

Geer ignored it and continued to shoot two arrows, hitting the center of the target accurately.

The cheers from Class 2 and Class 3 were even louder, suppressing the sporadic boos.

Although this is not a result, the good form shown by Gerr made his supporters full of confidence and also put a lot of pressure on other players who were testing.

After shooting three arrows, Geer ended his warm-up and returned to the player area. Many players who continued to warm up were affected, and the arrows they shot were substandard.

The 80-meter shooting was held at the end, and Geer had a lot of time to rest.

At this moment, a gorgeous silver carriage arrived at the door of the Archery Club.

The carriage stopped, and the old man who looked like a butler sitting next to the groom got out of the carriage first and opened the door with a clatter.

Two men and one woman got out of the car. The two men were both tall and middle-aged, and the woman was a girl wearing a white dress. She had a charming face, a curvy figure, and a good appearance and figure.

The girl got out of the car, straightened her dress, and thanked the old man: "Mr. Pangler, I have to trouble you next."

Pangler politely replied: "It is my honor to serve you."

Walking to the reception desk of the Archery Club, Pangler said something to the students who stayed behind. The students nodded and entered the Archery Club.

Not long after, Geer walked out together with the students who had just entered.

The girl who was facing him was slightly startled when she saw Geer's face. She turned to look at Pangler. After seeing Pangler's slight nod, she immediately gave Geer a somewhat confused salute.

"Brother Geer."

"Sophia? Why are you here?" The memory in Geer's mind quickly remembered the girl's identity.

Sophia is Gale's half-sister. Because her mother is only a maid, she is not taken seriously in the Korbenson family, and her status is almost the same as that of the chief maid.

Because of Geer's status, Sophia has been close to Geer under the guidance of her mother since she was a child. She is considered to be the person with the best relationship between Geer and the Korbenson family.

"It was the Baron who asked me to come to you." It seemed that Geer's changed appearance had a great impact on Sophia. Now she was like a young deer, with her hands uneasily rubbing her lower abdomen.

Together.

"Gledo, Anta, you are here too." Geer nodded to Sophia, and then turned to the other two people who existed in his memory.

"Yes, Master Griezmann, the Baron asked us to protect Miss Sophia all the way."

Geer's expression became a little solemn. Greedo and Anta were both well-known knights in the territory and close confidants of his grandfather, Baron Andre. They were sent out at once, which gave Geer a bad premonition.

"Who is this?" Geer didn't ask any more questions. He first turned his attention to the only person he didn't know here.

"Good day, Mr. Griezmann. I am Pangler, the butler of His Highness the Prince."

"Brother Geer, Mr. Pangler sent us here." Sophia said.

There is only one prince that Geer knows now, and he knows who he is without having to guess.

"Hello, thank you for sending Sophia here."

"This is my honor. His Royal Highness the Prince has already booked the nearest train ticket for you. We are going to the train station soon. Time is a bit tight. Is there anything else you need to prepare?"

"Send me back to the dormitory first. I'll get something and leave." Geer didn't ask Prince Fayelino why he sent him directly onto the train. He trusted the prince's judgment. Since he did so, he must have thought it was necessary.

.

"As you wish."

The carriage carried Geer away quickly. When Luckarin, the president of the Archery Club, rushed out, he could only see the long dust smoke dragged by the carriage.


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