The Servant of the Magic Marks of Transmigration

Pound was silent, and withdrew his hand, "Master De Luca?"

"I am talking about you!"

The little old man was only as tall as Pound's shoulders. He was dark and thin, with short hair reaching the sky, but he was energetic.The old man ignored the question, just pointed at Pound, and froze, "Don't think it's a big deal to have a broken shield! I just said it was just a sneak attack!! Sneak attack! The kind that comes secretly!! Understand!? If you want me to really kick it! , Seventh level is a fart! What a fart! Tenth level is not afraid!! Why don’t you come and try? Come and try!?”

"We're here to find--" Pound wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the angry old man again.

"And people like you!! Use shields at all times!! Shields! Turtles are not so afraid of death!! So the magician is like this! Everything comes with eyes closed! Then fuck! Shit! Not at all Technical!! No sense of martial arts!! No use of brains!! Good looking and useless!"

The old man's angry saliva almost sprayed on Pound, and Funk couldn't help pulling him back a few steps.

"And you!! You, you, you big man!! Don't be ashamed!!" The old man turned and pointed at Funk angrily.

"A magic weapon needs the help of a magic envoy!? Shameless!? You have no magic energy!? No martial power?! If not, you practice magic and martial arts!! What a fart!! Run fast and be useful !? Thank you for growing a whole body of flesh!! Is it for farts!? For farts!?」

Funk opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to the swearing, so he had to ask, "What is demonic energy?"

"You don't know magic energy!?" The old man rushed forward, his eyes widened, "Fart!! Then how did you hide just now!?"

"If you bump into me, just hide," Funk didn't understand, "jump."

"Jump!? Jump fart! You don't have magic energy!?" The old man was even more excited, and roared around the funk, "How is that possible?! Don't try to frame me!! How can you see me without magic energy!? I How could it be seen by you!?"

Funk was inexplicable, "Why should I see you, I know that it is enough for you to rush over."

"Then how do you know!? How could you know!?" The old man rushed to Funk and yelled, "Crap!! It must be all crap!! I don't want to be seen casually, especially It’s an idiot who doesn’t even understand magic energy!! Aha!! It must be the light element behind you!? Right!? This light element is insidious and insidious, there must be strange tricks!! That’s right! Otherwise, how could it be possible!! Say! How did you cheat!?"

Funk said two words in exchange for the old man's ten words, rubbed his ears and turned to Pound, "Do you think this old man is better?"

"Maybe the wrong person," Pound couldn't count how many "farts" he had heard, his face was a little stiff, and he tried again, "Excuse me, are you Master De Luca?"

"Ask who!? What master!? I'm just an old man! I don't know anything!!" the old man yelled.

"If your Excellency is not, please forgive us--" Pound maintained his politeness stiffly.

"Ha! Want to run!? There's no fart at all!! Let me be clear first!!" The old man put his waist in front of the two, "This is very important!! I have never touched such a fart in my life!! Big man! Come on! Tell me clearly!! Standing there is a fart!! I know you are stupid! Don’t play stupid for me!! Tell me how you--"

"It's faster for you to fight, what a fart!" Pound interrupted, and decided to use the opponent's way, "How, Master DeLuca?"

Without denying Pound's name, the old man's eyes lit up, "That's right! Tell me a fart! Come on! Let's talk after a fight!! I'll know when I hit you!"

"Oh," he breathed a sigh of relief; he was dazed by the old man, and picked up the sword again, "this hit?"

"Of course!! Otherwise, where will we fight!?" The old man was already jumping and jumping on the spot, and the whole person was eager to try, "Or do you want to escape!? Hahaha! Are you scared!? I knew you just lied to me! You You must not have seen me!! I must not have been seen by you--"

Pang De interrupted suddenly, "But you can't beat me for nothing, or it's worth the fart, right?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded along, "That's right, what are you hitting then?"

"If the big one loses, you teach him, and if the big one wins, he teaches you. Is it fair?" Pound continued.

Thinking that if funk can really win against this old man, then don't be a teacher, it's too hurtful.

The old man didn't even think about it, and nodded in praise, "Fair! It's refreshing to see you like this!"

"Let's be quicker! Whoever kicks the opponent's ass first wins, okay?" Pound added the rules of the game.

The old man's eyes became brighter, and he rubbed his hands excitedly, "What's the problem!! I love kicking people's butts the most!! If I can't kick mine, I'll kick you!!"

"Okay," Pound said, stepping back, "I'm counting down—"

But before he finished speaking, the old man disappeared in place!

"Count the farts!! Start beating!!"

In the next moment, there was a burst of silver light rushing towards Funk, and the loose expression on Funk's face instantly turned sharp. When the big sword was blocked, there was a vibration of "Bang!", and smoke and dust came out from the wide sword back. It seems to be able to block the next blow firmly.

The old man's angry and strange screams came from the air, and Funk jumped with his arms outstretched, constantly changing positions in front of the silver light.Although the movement was not as fast as that silver light, Pound felt that funk was like a hunting beast, and he focused all his strength on the most efficient teleportation.

Next, smoke and dust continued to appear on the ground around the funk, on the big sword, and even on the shoulders and legs!

It can be guessed that Funk is trying to dodge the old man's almost invisible attack.In a few places where he couldn't escape, Funk sent other parts, and after a few blows, he took it down with his own physique. For a while, Funk, who had never been defeated in Pound's eyes, was in a state of being controlled by others!

Seeing this, Pound stepped back a few feet to make way for the fighting space. Even though he wanted to see the old man's strength more clearly, the speed with his naked eyes couldn't catch up at all. Pound suddenly remembered the "magic energy" that the old man said, with " If the skill of the "Magic" word is related to magic, maybe meditation can also sense it?

Thinking of this, Pound immediately used meditation to sense the surrounding light elements; this is a practice that Pound often did after he discovered that meditation can directly control the elements outside the body.After closing his eyes and observing carefully, Pound found that through the extrusion and transmission of elements, he could vaguely sense two elements that were violently disturbed. It is the position of the two people in front of them!

Then, Pound noticed that in the range of light elements that could be sensed, there were more fire and wind elements concentrated in one place, and the water element was concentrated in the other.Wind and fire are the attributes of funk, so the old man is the magic weapon of the water system?

At the same time, the offensive and defensive fights between Funk and the old man became faster and faster, and the surrounding area was full of smoke and dust due to the fighting. A few swift air currents in the air scratched the skin faintly, but Pound could clearly see "Read 1" everything!

After several attacks and defenses, Pound felt that Funk seemed to have caught the rhythm of the old man, and began to counterattack after dodging.

Pound was satisfied that Funk could quickly adapt to this high speed, but found that the concentration of water element at the old man's place was gradually increasing, and was being compressed to one place in a certain way, and then the old man's speed and strength were even higher, pushing Funk again ! ? ...Is this some kind of skill that integrates magic power into martial arts?

Looking back at Funk at this time, the concentration of the wind and fire elements on his body did not fluctuate much. It is obvious that Funk is purely supported by excellent physical conditions when fighting. Not many.What Pound has always planned is that Funk can transform magic power into a higher level of speed and power like the old man, which should be more suitable for Funk's combat mode.

Thinking of this, regardless of whether this old man is the one written in Master Sol's scroll, this trip was not in vain.

Pang De had a general idea in his heart, but he became dissatisfied with the fighting in front of him.Because Pound suddenly noticed that the sensory elements that flickered on and off in front of him were dynamic and vivid, completely different from the feeling when sensing elements in the past.Gradually, Pound's attention became more focused on experiencing the current area-type sensing similar to radar scanning.

And this kind of regional induction, in Pound's sense, is like the whole person being thrown into a water tank. Through the full water, any agitation in the water tank can be transmitted back to the skin through vibration.This reminded Pound involuntarily of the so-called "connection" state in the "transparency" scroll, that is, using the connection between light elements to connect points into pieces, and then see through everything that happened in the space filled with light elements reaction.

If it is combined with meditation at this time; meditation is the driving force of dominating elements outside the body, and dominating the connection and conduction between elements and transmitting the power of meditation farther will expand the scope and quantity of dominating elements! ?

As soon as this guess jumped out of his mind, Pound immediately grasped the direction and tried.

Immediately, meditation was like a raging net, centered on Pound, and spread out in all directions!All kinds of light spots suddenly appeared in Pound's mind, but they were no longer in Pound's body, but meditation told him all the elemental resources in nature around him.At that moment, Pound actually figured out the application between "permeation" and "meditation"!

But Pound is only excited at this time, because he has a strong intuition that it must be easy to reproduce Sol's Sea of ​​Light now.The surrounding elements are now so clear and bright to Pound, and with the influence of meditation, each one is as docile and well-behaved as an obedient child...

So without even thinking about it, Pound seized the momentary insight, raised his hands flat, and suddenly a little halo appeared all over his body, just like the scene when he first saw Sol!For a moment, countless streamers gathered into a bright galaxy, and the rich energy revolved around Pound.

Funk saw this kind of vision from a distance, and then he left the old man and rushed over, asking, "What's going on!?" He didn't mind that the old man kicked his butt so hard just now.

The old man also followed behind and chased after him, "Run, run, run!? What a fart!! Why are you running here!! What are you doing here!! He is shining here, why are you so nervous!? Not Your mother-in-law!!"

Funk turned back and said, "He is, please be quiet."

The old man opened his eyes when he heard the words, and then his voice became much quieter, "Be quiet and be quiet, and my mother-in-law always tells me to be quiet, all mothers-in-law are like this, I don't know what's wrong!"

Hearing this, Pound twitched the corner of his mouth and opened his eyes.

Funk ignored the old man, touched the beautiful but weird light spots around him, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Pound raised his eyes, "The fight is over, who wins?"

This question is actually superfluous. From the elemental activities he had just realized, Pound knew that the old man didn't use his full strength, but was able to beat faster and faster with the help of the water element. It's a bit dwarfed by comparison, the old man teased Funk like this, Yue Mo wanted to figure out how Funk could see the old man's whereabouts.

Hearing this, the old man proudly kicked Funk's ass again, "Needless to say! What an idiot! How could you beat me!?"

And Funk moved a step after being kicked by him, it can be seen that the strength of the old man is not slight. Pound remembered that Funk had also been hit by the old man several times all over his body. These bruises could not be seen through the clothes, but they must be there. Thinking of this, the light elements suspended around his body, with the movement of his mind, flocked to Funk's surroundings, enveloping him from top to bottom.

Funk blinked, and immediately felt the warmth all over his body, and the aching parts of his body were washed away in a short while.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt anymore?" Funk turned his shoulders strangely.

This feels softer and faster than Pound's commonly used dual-line birth-promoting spell.

The old man said in distaste, "Hey! No wonder you are weak!! If the fart hurts a lot, I can't bear it!! My baby is like this, and I will still fart in the future!?"

The corners of Pound's eyes twitched, and he didn't want to talk nonsense, "Then Master Lao will teach you in the future."

The old man snorted arrogantly, "Seeing that you are only a little short of my wife, I will teach you this stupid big man!"

"..."

Pound decided on Mowu, and let Funk fend for himself in the future.

Determined not to intervene.