Water god

Looking at the leaves floating down from the tree, drawing the sword, drawing the sword, and returning the sword, all in the blink of an eye.

"Not stabbed again."

Obviously, the speed at which the leaves float down is not very fast, but after ten days of practice, the best results of the leaves are barely there.It is more difficult to stab than imagined. Sure enough, not everyone can practice Kuaijian.

"I won't give up, come again."

Standing quietly under the tree and waiting for another leaf to fall, waiting is also a kind of practice.To be a swordsman, patience is also necessary.Only patience can practice every move and every style well. If you don't have patience, you will only be half a bucket of water.

Another leaf fell, perhaps this time because she was more focused, Hualan's sword had already touched the leaf, but her strength was insufficient, so she only cut a little bit of the leaf's skin.

"I have made progress, which shows that my idea is correct. If you are weak, you can practice slowly, but eyesight and accuracy are not only for training, but also for comprehension." Hua Lan picked up the leaf just now, and stroked the broken skin on it.Although it was stabbed, it only broke the skin on the edge a little, which means that he still has a long, long way to go before he can be separated by a single sword.

Drop the leaves and stand up again.This time he will be more focused and will not stop until dark.

Constantly drawing the sword, swinging the sword, and retracting the sword, repeating the three actions repeatedly, until the hands were sore before stopping.I looked at the sky, no wonder my sight became darker. It turned out that the sun had already set and the moon was rising.

"It's getting late, I have to go back and make dinner."

After putting away the sword and the homemade water bottle she brought, Hua Lan jogged away from the woods.At that moment, two figures walked out of the woods.

"I didn't expect him to practice swords here, so it's easy for the two of us to find."

Hughes walked to the place where Hualan practiced his sword, picked up the leaves on the ground and looked at them through the moonlight passing through the gaps in the trees.Only a few hit, and most of the others missed.

"Lord Hughes, where do you think Hualan will go?" Miru watched as a leaf fell from the tree, and imitated Hualan's way of drawing, swinging, and retracting his sword.

The leaf itself is very light, and it is floating down. It is not a problem for him to hit it, but the problem is that he cannot break the leaf into two pieces with one sword.

A sword light flashed, and the broken leaf fell to the ground.

Hughes withdrew his sword, his face full of dignity.

"I don't know, that kid understands what he wants better than anyone else." Regardless of the majestic and unrestrained sword he just made, only he himself knows that the sword is the limit, and it is very difficult to improve.

"His obsession is very simple, that is to survive."

I also thought of the strong eyes of the child after the death of his parents. Even though he was only three years old, he was stronger than an adult who had lived for decades.No matter who it is, it is impossible for anyone to do it when their parents die in front of him, but Hualan did it.He did what he promised his parents and survived well.

"I'm a little envious of his simplicity. I've only been a fifth-level swordsman in my life, but I think he will become a swordsman." Miru leaned against the tree, and the sword in his hand never let go but was not firm enough either. An unwavering determination.

"At the age of seven, he will go to the elementary school of magic and martial arts. Whether he can go further depends on whether he can seize the opportunity." Although Hughes said so, he also understands that opportunities are not so easy to grasp. There is no shortage of talent.

"He can, definitely can." Miru seemed to recall his time at the Elementary School of Magic and Martial Arts, at that time he believed that he had no talent so he muddled through, and never thought about working hard.It wasn't until after graduation that he saw many of his classmates entered the intermediate college that he realized that he regretted it, but it was too late.

He wasted his best training time, and now he is only a third-level swordsman in his twenties.

"Let's just watch from the sidelines."

Hughes walked towards the village with his sword in hand, Miru hesitated for a moment but followed.They saw that it was dark and hadn't seen Hualan yet, so they came out to look for someone worried, but they didn't expect to see the scene of the child practicing sword hard.Naturally, Hua Lan didn't know that his sword practice today was caught by others, and he still wanted to go to that place to continue practicing sword tomorrow afternoon. He knew the word "practice makes perfect", so he didn't want to stop for a day.

After preparing a simple dinner, Hua Lan took another comfortable hot shower and climbed into bed to sleep.It’s still very early on Earth, and even children don’t go to bed that early. Unfortunately, he doesn’t have extra money to buy candles for lighting, so it’s better to go to bed early.Besides, going to bed early and getting up early is good for your health. He lived a regular life that he had never had in his previous life.

Time always flies by when people are not paying attention, and Hualan will soon be seven years old.Early this morning, Hualan carried a basket to the forest to pick herbs as usual, even though he was only seven years old, he was already a second-level swordsman.Of course, it doesn't mean that his ability has reached the strength of a second-level swordsman, but that his grudge has reached the second level.Even though this ordinary child was still a first-class swordsman, he stepped up to the second-class swordsman step ahead of his peers at the age of seven.

Moreover, the foundation has not yet appeared unstable. At such a young age, it can be seen that his shoulders can already provoke some affairs.

The second-level herb, Hualan, can now be picked easily.There are also first- and second-level monsters, and he can often hunt some, and then sell them in the town together with herbs.It took him more than a year to save about [-] gold coins. According to the conversion of [-]:[-] in this world, he now has [-] silver coins. Compared with a few years ago, his life is completely different.

As a child with an adult mind, he can control his desires better than the average adult.Never doing unnecessary consumption, coupled with his continuous selling of herbs and monsters, thirty gold coins were saved at an incredible speed.In addition to the tax of ten silver coins every year, only daily necessities and martial arts are consumed.

The small iron sword used before has been replaced by a long sword forged by a dwarf that costs one gold coin.Of course, as a child, the sword he used was shorter and thinner than that of an adult.

Today he found three fantasy grass near the middle layer of the forest. Even though it is also a second-class herb, the fantasy grass is quite rare, and the price of one plant is ten gold coins.As a drug, it is very popular among mercenaries, because the drug made of fantasy grass will be enchanted even by level [-] monsters.

"Really, it seems that only by defeating you can you pick them."

Pull out the sword and look at the second-level monster fire monster.A monster similar to sheep on Earth, but twice as big as a sheep.Flaming horns are its greatest weapon.Even adults would be scalded to death by such a fire.

"What~"

The sound is similar, but the personality is different.The fire monster may have a very violent temper because of the fire attribute, and it will attack humans when it sees it.

In terms of strength, Hualan is far inferior to the huge fire beast, so he can only win with skill and intelligence.

Close your eyes, and then open your sharp eyes that are completely different from before.Putting his right hand on the hilt of his sword, his sword was unsheathed just as the fire monster was about to hit Hualan.With a flash of white light, the sword had pierced the fire monster's eyes and directly entered its brain.The unstoppable fire monster stopped just like that, the ferocious sheep's head was only one hand away from Hualan, and the scorching flames were slowly extinguished.

Shua, take back the sword.Beads of blood dripped from the tip of the sword to the ground, quickly staining the surrounding weeds red.Less than a minute from start to finish.

"It's still too slow." Hualan's mind kept flashing back to the moment when the sword was drawn just now, and she was not satisfied with her speed.But now it is the limit that he can reach at this age, and he can only wait for him to grow up sooner.

Split the head of the fire monster, and saw a red magic core in the middle.

"Good luck. Generally speaking, first- and second-level monsters rarely have magic cores. A thumb-sized magic core like this can be sold for about twenty gold coins."

Dig out the magic core, wipe the blood and brains with grass and put them in your personal clothes bag to prevent them from accidentally falling out.He also picked off the three fantasy grasses guarded by the fire monsters. In order to buy a better price, he picked them very carefully, not even a single root was damaged.

Carefully put the Dream Grass in the basket, then made a simple net out of straw vines and placed the Fire Demon Beast on it, and walked towards the village with one hand dragging a few kilograms of heavy objects.

"Good morning."

The villagers who were picking herbs in the forest greeted Hua Lan one after another when they saw him, and his popularity unexpectedly increased again in the past two years.

"Good morning, are you still going back?" Looking at the sky, the best time for collecting herbs has passed.

"Go back right away, Hua Lan, did you hunt another monster today?"

A girl about 15 years old looked at the fire monster that Hualan was dragging in her hand, and looked at the child who was eight years younger than her with admiration.I am still a first-level swordsman at the age of 15, and I can't even catch a first-level magic rabbit.The child in front of him was able to kill a second-level fire monster, and it must be known that the fire monster is also a kind of monster that is relatively difficult to kill in the second level.

"Yes, do you want meat?"

Hua Lan has never been stingy with the villagers in this regard, and it is already summer, and the monster meat will not be kept for long. If such a big fire monster is eaten by himself, the weather will only spoil it.

"Hey, can I?"

The girl asked in embarrassment, the family hadn't eaten meat for several days, and she was indeed craving meat.

"No problem, I will deal with the meat later, and you can go to my house to get it."

Hua Lan waved her hand to say goodbye to the girl, and then continued towards the village with small steps.

"Mom, did you hear that? Hua Lan said he would send us meat."

The girl ran towards her mother with the basket in her hand. Her family has become more and more difficult with the injury of her father in the past two years.Just two years ago, my father was bitten off by a magical beast. Now, except for some light work that is not very delicate, he can only rest at home.The monster not only bit off his father's hand, but also took away his health.