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But soon, Huang Xing reacted.

"Swordsman is not a unique profession in a certain world. In many worlds, there are swordsmen. I have experience points to improve, and those swordsmen can also be improved. They have no experience points and rely on hard work to improve their swordsmanship. rank."

"Others can rely on hard work to improve the swordsman's level, and I can naturally do it. I have read the book a hundred times, and it is self-evident. If I keep swinging the sword, it will naturally increase the experience value of the swordsman."

"Very good. From now on, in the real world, besides killing enemies, I can also improve through practice."

Of course, Huang Xing also discovered that practicing hard can indeed improve the level of swordsmanship, but after a day, Huang Xing can only improve by a few dozen points, which is not at all comparable to the income from hunting.

"Hunting, even hunting remnants, can get more than 20 points at a time, which is comparable to my one afternoon training. Sure enough, training improvement, unless you have super talent, otherwise, it is not as fast as killing. "

"But this is also true. Killing requires a desperate effort, and the improvement is naturally fast. The advantage of exercise lies in stability and safety."

Soon, Huang Xing found out the pros and cons of the two paths, but after finding out, Huang Xing didn't choose one and give up the other.

Children only do multiple-choice questions, and he chooses all of them.

Yes, Huang Xing is not ready to give up hunting, but he is not ready to give up training either.

"Exercise normally, kill when you have the opportunity, and improve in this way, the fastest."

Huang Xing, who was thinking about everything, saw that the sky outside had already darkened.

Seeing this, he did not continue training, but took a bath, drank a lot of fire ox blood that was about to dry up, rested for a while, and prepared to continue night patrols and hunting.

Because Huang Xing had been in a coma for a while during the day today, at this time, even after training for an afternoon, after digesting Huoxing, Huang Xing still didn't feel tired at all.

In this way, saying goodbye to Xiaowei, Huang Xing came to the Totem Square, and there, a barbarian boy named Jian had already brought ten clay pots and gave them to Huang Xing.

"This is the decoction brewed today, Master Wu Zhu asked me to give it to you."

Looking at the ten pots, Jian felt like swallowing, but he just swallowed, not jealous. At the same time, he was grateful to Huang Xing.

"Thank you today, because of you, our soup has a lot more."

"No, without the ingredients collected by your family, Master Wu Zhu can't brew the soup."

Huang Xing didn't hold those clay pots in his hands, but naturally the two barbarians who followed Huang Xing carried them.

Regarding this, the two barbarians did not complain at all.

Last night, although the two of them were on the road with Huang Xing, Huang Xing was fast and the two of them were slow. When Huang Chen held the black umbrella, they arrived at the battlefield and did not participate in the battle.

However, although they didn't participate in the battle, they also saw a few companions lying on the ground, which made them feel the danger of patrolling at night again, and at the same time, they became more determined to hold Huang Xing's thigh.

"That black umbrella is powerful, but this kind of black umbrella was also wiped out by Ah Chen. As long as we follow Ah Chen, we don't have to worry about the threat of evil spirits before Ah Chen falls."

Compared with death, no one will complain about being an errand runner.

Just like that, Huang Xing, who only held an iron sword, led two barbarians on a night patrol.

Arriving at the boundary of the totem, Huang Xing discovered that another fireball with a human head appeared here.

"Fuck, I can't finish killing."

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"Fuck, I can't finish killing."

Fortunately, the strength of the resurrected head fireball was greatly weakened. With one sword strike, Huang Xing spent a few minutes to clean up all the head fireballs, and increased the experience value to 327 points.

Then, looking at the silent night, Huang Xing thought for a while, and instead of going out immediately, he gave an order in his consciousness.

"System, increase the level of the blood warrior."

[The system prompts that the host has consumed 3 experience points, and the level of the blood warrior has been raised to [-]. 】

[The level of the blood warrior is improved, the host's physique +1, strength +1]

[The system prompts that the barbarian blood warrior is affected by the blood of the barbarian king, and the host's blood +1]

So far, Huang Xing's strength is 32, his constitution is 46, and his blood is 27.

After being promoted, Huang Xing took another potion of medicinal soup, drank up the medicinal soup in it, and when the medicinal soup entered his stomach, Huang Xing could only feel the warm current continuously radiating from his body. Under the nourishment of that medicinal soup, Huang Xing felt a kind of strength that wanted to be gushed out. Send out the feeling.

"Right now, I'm in perfect shape."

Just like that, when the energy in his body was abundant, Huang Xing took a big step, walked out of the range of the totem pole, and walked towards the silent night.

After leaving the protection range of the totem pole, Huang Xing didn't immediately look for the evil spirits ahead, but closed his eyes and felt it quietly.

Intuition is the connection between the sixth sense of human beings and the heaven and the earth. Huang Xing relies on the sixth sense to learn something from the heaven and the earth.

Unfortunately, after closing his eyes for a long time, Huang Xing opened his eyes again, with a bitter expression on his face, he didn't feel anything.

"Sure enough, the intuition is still too low. If the intuition reaches B or A, then I can feel it according to my heart."

"But it's okay now. Although it's impossible to predict the danger before it comes, it's not that simple for someone to sneak attack me."

Just like that, with such thoughts in mind, Huang Xing walked forward with firm steps, holding the oil lamp in one hand and the iron sword in the other.

Without going too far hastily, Huang Xing planned to move 500 meters around the village. Such a distance would allow Huang Xing to quickly return to the village when he was in danger.

However, when he was about 300 meters away from the village, Huang Xing stopped.

"It's actually a bit cold, and it's foggy here."

It is indeed colder at night than during the day, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with feeling cold.

But don't forget that Huang Xing's physique is as high as 46 points. With such a physique, Huang Xing has full resistance to harsh environments. When the temperature is above zero, Huang Xing will basically not feel the cold.

But now, he actually felt the cold, which was not normal no matter how he thought about it, not to mention, the sudden rise of mist also made people feel bad.

And just as Huang Xing was thinking, a shadow suddenly flashed past in the fog.

"Who!"

The sudden appearance of a figure made Huang Xing look away immediately.

However, after staring carefully for a while, Huang Xing found that he couldn't see anything.

"Illusion? Impossible, my induction is not wrong, and this palpitation is my intuition reminding me."

At this time, Huang Xing already knew that the fog in front of him was abnormal, and the black shadow in the fog was also unclean.

But, knowing this, Huang Xing didn't go out, but searched in the fog.

There's no way, Huang Xing is not running away from evil spirits, nor is he looking for something. He came out to destroy evil spirits. Therefore, when encountering evil spirits, it is impossible for Huang Xing to run away immediately.