Commanding Wind and Cloud

If it's just a coincidence, it's nothing. but! If it's not a coincidence... Horror! Dorata could only find the word horror to describe the young man in front of him.

Scribe? Such a young inscriber is terrifying enough to make people sleepless at night. Even the youngest inscriber in the inscriber union is in his thirties. This young man looks only twenty years old!

The inscription master is already shocking enough. If he can still use that saber that seems to be good for chopping elephants but not good for cutting vegetables to carry out subtle carvings in battle, and even carve and modify the inscriptions of the opponent's weapons in a situation full of fighting, this... can only be described as horror!

Even the most powerful inscription master in the world can carve on moving objects, but it is impossible to carve in such a fast battle. The inscriptions are as vast as stars, and they can only spy a little bit in a lifetime, and there is no time for warrior training.

Twenty years old, a powerful warrior and an inscription master? This is impossible! Dorata recovered from the shock and shook her head vigorously, this is absolutely impossible!

Motivatedly retracted the sword and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Just now, he suddenly realized that he had the opportunity to modify the inscription on the opponent's warhammer. At that extremely high speed, he risked several times to modify it, and barely finished it to win the battle so easily. However, the energy consumption was too great. These few times were more tiring than beating a group of people one by one in the past few days, much more tiring!

"It turns out..." Motivation fell into deep thought and nodded unconsciously. It turned out that Teacher Aknash trained himself on weekdays and insisted on quickly carving on moving rocks. The ultimate goal is here!

Just three swords, modifying the release channel of a simple stun magic inscription directly determines the success or failure of the battle.

If you can engrave a self-explosive inscription on the opponent's weapon during the battle, then... Motivational thought of a shudder, the inscription... As long as the weapon is strong enough to engrave the inscription on the opponent's weapon, then an inscription master with combat ability is really a terrifying existence!

"I lost……"

Dorata's mouth was bitter, and he said the words of admitting defeat very bitterly. It is not bitter to lose the fighting skill belonging to the dwarves. This kind of fighting skill that is only suitable for the dwarves is not worthy of bitterness for others, but losing...losing to a young ordinary warrior who is not yet a golden fighting heart, this bitterness! Dreaming can be bitter to the point of waking up.

The most bitter thing is not the defeat, but the fighting spirit! He actually lost the battle when he was half condensed, and did not continue to condense to become a real fighting spirit, and this fighting spirit was born because of the huge lotus fighting energy released by this young opponent, which gave him insights.

Dorata knew very well that the fighting spirit he condensed would be a blooming lotus flower, but this lotus flower stopped blooming before it opened.

The opportunity has passed! It is impossible to continue to condense the fighting spirit, unless one can learn that special set of fighting skills! Dorata sighed for a long time, that set of fighting skills is equivalent to the key to guide him to enter the fighting spirit, but he didn't get this key.

"I won." Gan Jin took the [God Possession] fighting skill from Te Jiaofei's hand, threw it directly into the fighting world, and said to Dorata, "I think you should be the horse thief guide here, right? Do I still need to stay here for half a year for training?"

Dorata shook his head feebly, the knife just now shattered all his confidence, and the wrathful lotus fighting skill made him no longer think about other things.

"That's fine." Nodding vigorously, he turned and walked out the door: "Then I'm leaving, and you can find me when the assessment is over..."

"etc!"

Dorata, who was in a daze, let out a loud roar to interrupt the vigorous words, attracting everyone's attention. What does this defeated dwarf want to do?

"I...I..." Dorata's chest breathing became a little short: "I...I want to gamble with you again!"

"Gambling?" Qian Jin's earlobe twitched a few times, looking at Dorata suspiciously: "What else do you want to bet on?"

Dorata's body trembled slightly, and her rough skin suddenly turned red, yes! I even lost the fighting skill of being possessed by a god, so what else should I bet on?

Don't gamble? Dorata couldn't be reconciled, and the look in his eyes was even more unwilling when he received the question of enthusiasm. The relationship of defeat always felt that the eyes of enthusiasm were full of contempt and disdain, and the dwarf's self-esteem couldn't bear this kind of look.

Even though the overall forging skills of the dwarves are stronger than those of the demons and the Zhence dynasty, and even though the Lucifer dynasty and the Zhence dynasty will buy various equipment from the dwarves, there will always be that kind of contempt in their eyes, as if they are looking at lower creatures.

The dwarves are also very sensitive because of this. Even if they don't look down on them, they will feel that others are looking at them like this.

Can't be underestimated! Dorata took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell violently, and she didn't care about being despised and said that she was taking advantage of gambling.

"I want to bet on forging with you!" Dorata looked at the motivation secretly in his heart. Forging seemed to be flowing in the blood vessels of the dwarves. Any dwarf could forge, but the forging skills were different.

The Zhence Dynasty is different, a large number of people don't know what forging is at all, and the fighters concentrate on practicing fighting skills, or simply studying strategies and tactics, and they don't even do forging.

This kind of competition is very unfair to the members of Zhence Dynasty! But Dorata didn't care about that much anymore, and he didn't care about whether Te Jiaofei would make fun of him later, as long as he could get that weird fighting technique, he should be able to condense his fighting spirit, then everything would be worth it!

forging? He laughed vigorously. He was no longer a rookie who had just come into contact with this circle. After meeting the famous blacksmiths of the Zhence Dynasty one after another, he already roughly knew what the level of forging blacksmiths was.

Dorata's fighting spirit has almost reached the level of a fighting spirit. This kind of dwarf is just a forging instinct, and it is almost impossible to have any outstanding forging ability.

"If you lose..." Mo Jin looked up and down Dorata with his chin in his hands, wondering: "Is there anything else to lose?"

Dorata suspected that his ears were wrong. He thought he would receive a vigorous and sarcastic ridicule, but he didn't expect to hear what seemed to be a promise to gamble.

That's right! The meaning in this young man's words is yes! Dorata pinched her thigh hard, and the piercing pain told herself that none of this was fake.

What to lose? Dorata didn't think about this issue. When he proposed this gamble, he knew he would win! Even if the weapon in this young man's hand is stronger than the fighting soldiers in his hand, he is still sure to win.

With such tyrannical fighting ability at such an age, I am afraid that he has endured extremely harsh training from the moment he can walk? Therefore, the Saber with a ferocious blade in his hand was obviously not forged by himself, it should have been given to him by someone else!

"If you lose, what else can you lose to me?"

Qi Jin looked at Dorata again and asked, if it was a bet on forging, he wouldn't mind winning something from this dwarf.

certainly! If you can't come up with anything good, you don't mind directly ignoring this dwarf who wants to take advantage of the gambling.

"I lose? Will I lose?" Dorata pointed at the tip of his nose: "How could I lose to you? If I lose to you, you can do whatever you want!"

Enthusiasm looked Dorata up and down: "What else do you have? What do you want to bet with me?"

"Bet on your lotus-like fighting skill just now." Dorata's voice became smaller and smaller, and he wanted to place a bet with the same value as this fighting skill, but he couldn't find it at all.

The wrathful lotus fighting skill may not be of great value to many people.

But why! When the wrathful lotus fighting skill can condense people's fighting spirit, its value is not inferior to that of fighting soldiers! If an ordinary fighter wants to become a saint, then he can pay almost any price, and the top fighters of Golden Dou Xin also have the same desire.

In this way, the value of this wrathful lotus fighting skill is not only indescribable, for Dorata, the wrathful lotus fighting skill is even his second life, and all the chips in his hand become very small compared with this wrathful lotus fighting skill, and are no longer of any value.

"The only thing you have is yourself."

The plain words brought an incomparable impact, Dorata stared blankly at the energy, and didn't know what to say for a while, but if she wanted to give up this possibly the only chance in her life to condense the fighting spirit, she couldn't bear it.

"I..." Dorata felt his mouth was full of bitterness. The flexible snake head in the past seemed to be pressed tightly by a heavy stone of tens of thousands of catties, and it was difficult to make a sound: "I...then... take my freedom..."

"No need." Qian Jin smiled and shook his head gently: "The dwarves are a very proud nation, but not a trustworthy one. The force you are truly loyal to will always be your own tribe. Your commitment is in history...hehe..."

Dorata looked at the enthusiasm curiously. The warriors of the Zhence Dynasty studied more about the demons. They never paid much attention to the hundred tribes of the barbarians.

"You should have some status with the dwarves, right?" Looking at Dorata energetically and quietly, it's not that she didn't think about taking this dwarf as a follower, but countless times in the history of the Zhence Dynasty have proved that dwarves are not trustworthy.

ps: monthly pass, hehe