Elves: Dark Ages

After a morning of special training.

The speed of the single scabbard was faster than before, and he was becoming more and more skillful in dodging.

"Zheng~"

There was a single scabbard in the air, and the sword made a sharp and harsh sound, launching a fierce offensive and stabbing at the swamp jumping fish in front.

At this moment, Marsh Leap Fish no longer dared to underestimate the Single Sword Scabbard.

"Swish swish swish..."

More than a dozen rocks in a row roared towards the scabbard, forming a dense barrage.

"Zheng!"

In the sound of gold and iron clashing, the rocks in front were easily shattered by the single scabbard, turning into gravel and scattered on the ground.

However, when it tried to split the remaining rocks, it found that the hardness of the rocks had become extremely tough.

The sword body collided with the rock, causing a huge explosion that scattered dust and smoke into the sky.

The scabbard of the single sword was knocked back and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Its body trembled slightly, then continued to float, ready to rush forward again.

"That's enough, today's special training ends here."

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang spoke calmly.

Only then did the single scabbard stop, floating near the Swamp Leap Fish, spinning unwillingly.

He stroked the scabbard of the single sword and smiled.

"Actually, the Swamp Jumper just played a trick."

"It first uses ordinary rocks as bait, and then suddenly increases the hardness and catches you by surprise."

"In this case, you made a mistake and failed to judge immediately whether to attack or dodge."

Chen Yang’s eyes play with taste:

"I have to say that this strategy is very insidious."

"Gala! Gala!"

Yu Yueyu crossed his arms with his hands on his waist, feeling very proud, obviously enjoying Chen Yang's tone of praising him.

"Hahaha, let's take a rest."

He smiled and sat on the lounge chair next to him.

The single sword scabbard floated above Chen Yang's head, spinning around him.

The bog jumping fish jumps into the lake and swims around, which is extremely comfortable.

"Shuttlecock~"

Shuttlecock Cotton also flew into his arms, arching her head like a baby.

Chen Yang stretched out his hand to rub the shuttlecock cotton, feeling very gentle. Looking at the lake in the distance, he felt calm.

"What should I do to improve my strength?"

He sighed and pondered.

……

Outside the villa, a dilapidated carriage parked on the roadside.

As the car door was pushed open, three people got out of the car.

Looking around at the surroundings.

This is a wealthy area, but their clothes are very shabby and incompatible with this place.

The leader was wearing a brown punk vest and leather overalls.

"Brother Rama, does that adult really live here?"

Rama turned his monocular gear glasses and spoke confidently:

"Dunbar, my stinky mud is unmistakable!"

Dunbar is a thin young man wearing a black vest who looks a bit wretched.

Hearing Rama's words, he nodded and said:

"I believe in your elf, but he is not easy to mess with!"

"Haha, what we want is a murderer."

Behind him was a burly man with a rugged appearance, a grin showing a row of yellow teeth, a face full of flesh, which made people feel scary, and a very scary smile.

"Lance, are the gifts ready?"

Rama asked.

Lance nodded, took out a dark package, threw it to Rama and said:

"Brother Rama, the gifts are ready."

Rama took the package, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Do you want to get out of that dirty sewer?"

Rama looked up at the gorgeous wealthy area and said coldly.

Hearing this, Dunbar and Lance showed disgust in their eyes at the same time.

"Let's go, whether it's a dragon or an insect, it all depends on what the gentleman wants!"

After Rama finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the villa.

……

In the garden, Chen Yang was relaxing with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, the bog jumper climbed onto the shore and looked in the direction of the villa.

"Ding dong~"

The doorbell rang on the metal door.

He opened his eyes.

Picking up the windbreaker on the grass, he put it behind him and walked out of the backyard.

At the door, Chen Yang looked out through the peephole.

"Huh? Salesman?"

I saw three men in shabby clothes standing outside the yard, and a familiar feeling came to my face.

"It smells like a ghetto~"

He raised the corners of his mouth, pushed open the door, and walked out.

The three people standing outside the iron railing were stunned and stared at him in stunned silence.

What a burly man, not even Lance can compare to him.

Chen Yang said calmly: "Who are you looking for?"

"Cough cough!"

Among the three, Rama coughed twice and said:

"Are you Mr. Chen?"

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, shining with an inexplicable light, and said slightly unkindly:

"Are you investigating me?"

Hearing this, Rama quickly shook his head and said:

"No, you misunderstood."

"Then you are..."

"My name is Rama Jess. I am a student at an alchemy shop in Jiulong Lane, a slum area."

"I came here because I want to be by your side!"

Everyone immediately bent down and bowed to Chen Yang with extremely respectful attitude.

"This is our meeting ceremony!"

Rama picked up the package, held it in both hands, lowered his head and remained silent.

"interesting……"

The corners of Chen Yang's mouth raised, his eyes flashed, and he opened the black bag.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of rot hit his nostrils.

Inside the bag was a human head, bloody and terrifying.

Chen Yang stared at the head expressionlessly.

He recognized that this man was the man who was wandering near his house in Jiulong Lane before.

"Brother, he was the one who smashed up your house and took away the contents."

Lance scratched the back of his head innocently and explained.

Chen Yang yawned and threw the bag into the trash can next to him:

"You go, I don't need any subordinates."

Rama seemed to have anticipated this situation, and spoke slowly:

"Brother, you are only one step away from the realm of a fighter, right?"

His tone was sincere, his eyes were burning, and he stared at Chen Yang closely.

Chen Yang's face was calm, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes:

"Are you threatening me?"

Rama waved his hands quickly, his attitude even more humble:

"I just want to follow you and don't mean to threaten you!"

He paused and elaborated seriously:

"The requirement to be promoted to a fighter is to experience the feeling of life and death."

"The mind and body resonate, break through obstacles, and reverse life and death!"

Chen Yang stared at Rama with focused eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other person's inner thoughts.

Unfortunately, Rama kept smiling and looking openly.

He could sense that the Rama in front of him was not lying.

But what he said was what Chen Yang longed for most.

"Be specific!"

"If you want to become a fighter, you need to maximize your potential between life and death, and let the body and spirit merge to undergo a certain degree of transformation!"

After saying this, Rama's eyes lit up, full of anticipation and hope.

This man only needs to take that step to become a true fighter.

And he is destined to lead everyone to the top!

Chen Yang pondered for a moment and opened the iron railing:

"follow me."

He turned back to the villa, and Rama, Lance and others immediately followed him.

In the living room, Chen Yang poured a pot of hot tea, pointed at the sofa and said:

"Sit down for a while."

"Thank you bro."

After everyone sat down, Chen Yang poured a glass of water and took a sip.

He glanced around them and asked:

"How do you know my location?"

Rama chuckled and said:

"Well..."

Chen Yang frowned: "Answer quickly!"

Rama hesitated for a moment and then said:

"That's because my smelly mud and their tribe know your location through the flowing sewage."

Chen Yang suddenly realized.

He has always wondered, why does everyone know the news about him?

It turned out that it was because of the smelly mud.

Chen Yang muttered secretly in his heart:

"It seems that I have to be careful in the future."

He raised his eyes and said fiercely:

"Why do you have to follow me?"

Rama and Dunbar looked at each other.

Lance beside him couldn't bear it anymore. He rubbed his hands and said impatiently:

"When you killed Uncle Li, we happened to be at the garbage dump and witnessed this scene."

"Follow the strong, this is the tradition of survival in the ghetto!"

Dunbar and others all knelt down on one knee, clenched their fists, and said in unison.

"Brother, please accept us!"

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed and he stood up.

Although these people are poor, if they are used well, they may be useful.

He stepped forward to help everyone up and said seriously:

"Since you all follow me sincerely, we will all treat you as brothers from now on!"

Hearing the word "brother", Lance, Rama and others all showed joy.

"Thank you, brother!"

They said excitedly.

Chen Yang waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to thank him.

It's time for him to consider developing his power.