Magical Strategist

"Starting tomorrow, you don't need to bring soldiers with you." Irene said coldly.

"What will I do if I don't lead troops?" Hong asked, feeling very uncomfortable.

Erin stood up, walked to Hong, and said, "Actually, there is something more important for you to do."

Important matter? Red immediately widened his eyes and perked up.

"Teach Lier the real dragon how to practice." Eileen said.

"teach him?"

"What's the problem?" Erin asked.

Hong said: "Where do you want me to start teaching? Is it to teach him the fighting skills of our blood elves? But he usually practices magic, and he must have no foundation at all in close combat. He has not been there for ten or eight years. Absolutely not."

Eileen said: "No, as long as you teach him to control the source of essence."

Hong just said oh.

Eileen added: "I'll give you 5 days, is there any problem?"

Hong said anxiously: "5 days, let alone 5 days, even 50 days may not be enough. You should know that this guy..."

Erin lowered her face and said, "You have two choices. One is to teach him in five days, and the other is to do nothing else from now on and just be responsible for washing and cooking."

It was an insult to ask a rough guy like Hong to wash and cook. Hong said fiercely: "I'll teach! I'll teach you now!"

"Now? If you hurt someone like that, he may not have the energy to learn. Let's start tomorrow." Irene said.

Obey!

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Let's talk about the real dragon. He suffered a painful beating, and due to excessive consumption of mana, he fainted on the spot and lay back in the infirmary again.

The same ward, the same bed that had accompanied him for twenty days and nights.

Fortunately, the injury was superficial. With the recovery speed of a real dragon, you only need to apply some medicine and sleep for a night to heal. Maybe I suffered too many injuries before, and my ability to resist beating and recover unintentionally improved a lot.

Early the next morning, the real dragon jumped up from the bed in full swing.

The first thought after getting up was nothing but to run away.

Unexpectedly, when the real dragon opened the door, he saw a beast standing there. Besides the big red guy, who else could have a body like a beast?

"Why is it you again!" The real dragon was very helpless. I am extremely disgusted with this guy in front of me.

Without saying a word, Hong grabbed Zhenlong's arm and yanked it out.

This brute force caught the real dragon so hard that it hurt, and made the real dragon look completely shameless. Because, in front of many blood elf soldiers, Hong dragged him out like an animal.

The real dragon was angry and kept saying: "What the hell do you want to do? Let me go, let me go!"

At this time, the perverted Orange happened to pass by, and he made a strange noise "Tsk, tsk," and said flirtatiously: "It turns out that the big red one is good at this one, but this new little sheep is really suffering. Tsk, tsk, tsk, look, It would be great if you could give me this tender-skinned thing. Now it falls into the hands of wild beasts and I wonder how it will be ruined! Oh, my poor little sheep..."

Hong didn't want to talk nonsense with the pervert, so he dragged the real dragon to an empty space where there was no one.

The real dragon was finally freed. Now he was angry and worried. He was angry that he didn't have the strength to fight the beast, and he was worried that the beast would be violent to him again.

Hong cleared her throat and shouted, "To make a long story short, I will give you special training starting today."

"Special, special, special, special training?" The real dragon's eyes widened.

"Yes, special training! Do you still remember when I beat you yesterday..."

The real dragon looked embarrassed and said, "Hey, what are you talking about? What do you mean by beating me? If I hadn't been so confused at the time, could you beat me?"

"Stop fucking nonsense." Hong's rude temper came as he spoke, and he pushed the real dragon fiercely.

Not to mention how angry the real dragon was feeling now, he wanted to give him a punch with a fist as big as a sandbag and kill him. "Let me tell you, I have dignity. You can hit me or scold me, but you can't humiliate me. If you still want to hit me, I will accompany you. At worst, I will stay in the hospital bed for a few more days. If you just want to humiliate me, leave!" After Long said that, he turned around and left.

"Stop!" Maybe the big red guy realized that he had gone too far. If he continued to be so rude, this kid would definitely not be willing to follow suit. If he doesn't learn, the one who will be blamed by the Moon God and suffer will be himself.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Zhenlong asked.

Hong coughed and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "I beat you yesterday... No, when we were gesticulating yesterday, did you feel a strong energy in your body?"

Hong's words aroused the real dragon's interest. Yes, he has been thinking about it. Whenever he is in a desperate situation or extremely excited, there will always be an inexplicable energy emerging from his body, such as facing the Demon King Dragasso in the Essien Cemetery and killing the Minotaur with his bare hands. Later, he beat the top three of the Zerg tribe hard, and then yesterday he had a fierce battle with the big red guy. This power was strange yet familiar. The real dragon thought for a while and replied: "Yes, so what?"

"Do you want to become stronger?" Hong asked.

"What does my becoming stronger have to do with you?" Zhenlong said angrily.

"You fucking try to be arrogant like me again? No, you, you can continue to be arrogant, no, it's okay." Hong gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his emotions.

"Fuck you, uncle, I don't want to be nagging you." The real dragon turned and left.

Seeing the real dragon leaving, Hong became anxious and said quickly: "Don't you want to learn to control this power? As you just said, if you hadn't been so confused at the time, I would have been beaten!"

The real dragon stopped again.

He was right, the real dragon really wanted to control this power.

"Will you teach me?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Hong nodded quickly. In order to attract the true dragon's attention, Hong released a small amount of essence, and saw a ball of black energy condensed on his palm. "Did you see it? This is the power in your body. It's called the source of essence."

Hong did the right thing, the real dragon was indeed very interested. The real dragon turned his head and observed carefully.

"Okay, you can try it too." Hong said.

The real dragon groaned and began to release the fighting energy in his body. Then, silver fighting spirit rose into the sky. "Is that so? I can do this."

"No, this is not a source of essence." Hong denied.

"Then what should I do? To tell you the truth, that power will only appear inexplicably when I am in danger or extremely excited." Zhenlong said.

"No, you are wrong. It can be done normally, but you don't know the method." Hong said while demonstrating: "You see, the essence can be condensed in any part of your body to achieve the purpose of strengthening. And you humans The fighting spirit is purely released to enhance one's fighting ability. Therefore, you cannot create the source of essence according to the method of releasing silver fighting spirit."

"I understand, you are saying that my silver fighting spirit is released, and the black fighting spirit is condensed, right?" Zhenlong asked.

"So to speak. You try again." Hong said.