Chapter 596: The Powerful One Who Hasn't Grown Up II

In the tent, Dean explained the formula of the mild healing potion in a way that complies with the understanding of barbarians——

"The main medicine of the mild healing potion is safflower, and the auxiliary medicine is the petals of Baiyuecao and Jinronghua... Yes, it is the petals of Jinronghua that can slightly anesthetize people before, but after being put together with Baiyuecai, it can speed up the wound. Healing! What is the safflower for? The safflower can quickly restore vitality to those who have lost blood...Of course, it can be used alone, and it has a very good effect when combined with your healing ointment!"

Facing one question after another raised by Aqiaoli, Dean answered meticulously.

Undoubtedly, the future Northland animal trainer is a studious student, but it is enough to give any teacher a headache. She is curious about every question.

Fortunately, Dean's knowledge in medicine is absolutely master-level, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to deal with Aqiaoli in front of him.

After all, not every student came from a barbarian race, and then asked questions by mixing the medicine of the mild healing potion with the medicine of the barbarians.

"So, Dean, if I use the healing ointment and the healing potion, will I be able to get better treatment?"

Aqiaoli asked.

"Of course! However, the healing ointment can only be used externally, while the healing potion can be used internally or externally - this does not mean that the healing potion is better than the healing ointment, you will understand when you think about the price of the healing potion...they < The formula of medicine is only in the hands of some nobles and pharmacists, and the healing ointment is a medicine that every barbarian will dispense!"

Dean nodded, talking about the difference between the two.

"Are you jade nobles always like this?"

Aqiaoli didn't consider Dean's noble status at all, and asked directly.

"This is a phenomenon that cannot be changed for the time being!"

Dean shrugged.

"What a hassle!"

Aqiaoli said so. Then. Get up and say goodbye to Dean. She ran out of the tent—aside from coming to Dean to learn some medicine knowledge, she still had a lot of things to do.

For example: learning fighting techniques.

In fact, this is what all barbarian children must experience.

From the age of seven or eight, barbarian children receive a certain amount of drug knowledge learning, and when they are around ten years old, they have to follow their parents to pick up weapons and learn fighting skills.

And this learning process has been maintained for five to eight years.

Afterwards, in a special ceremony of the barbarians. Declare one's adulthood—including whether one is lucky enough to inherit the 'beast soul'.

Aqiaoli, who has not really shown her talent, is naturally no exception.

Or, to be more precise, the current Aqiaoli is a slightly talented barbarian girl.

There is no amazing spiritual power, nor the kind of kingly temperament possessed by every gesture.

However, there are already some prototypes in some places——

For example, the current battle.

Aqiaoli uses spears and long swords.

The long sword was not inserted into the scabbard, but pinned to her waist, but was held in her left hand, coordinating with the spear in her right hand. Although such cooperation seems very naive to Dean.

But I have to say that Aqiaoli made the right choice.

This seemingly awkward choice is enough to deal with all the opponents in Aqiaoli's same age group.

Not too advanced skills, strength, speed. The length of the spear is enough for her to have a fairly safe distance, and when the opponent is tired of dealing with it, the long sword plays a vital role.

Give your opponent a fatal blow.

Just like now: a barbarian child using a battle ax, after being stabbed by a spear several times and pulled away enough distance, can only swing the battle ax uselessly, wasting his physical strength, and finally, when his physical strength is exhausted, , was pointed at the neck by Aqiaoli's long sword.

It is in line with the style of Aqiaoli in Dean's memory.

"Aqiaoli is a very talented girl!"

It was Takli who was in charge of supervising the training of the barbarian children. The mixed-race barbarian watched Aqiaoli defeat her opponent and nodded with a smile.

"Aqiaoli is very smart!"

Dean nodded without denying it.

"Yeah, in the eyes of Lord Zelgon, such a talent is just smart—after all, you are the one who really has talent!"

Takoli seemed dissatisfied with Dean's words, and couldn't help but said.

"You have always been hostile to me... because of Aqiaoli?"

Dean looked at each other with a smile.

"Because, when I mentioned Aqiaoli for the first time, you showed a different interest! And when you came to Chekedore, I can be sure of it!"

Takoli stared at Dean, as if he regarded Dean as some nobleman with perverted hobbies.

"Don't worry! It's all because of your overthinking!"

Dean replied with a constant smile.

"I hope so!"

Takoli stared at Dean's face closely, and then said after a while.

And such a statement is enough to show that Takli has begun to doubt her own thoughts, otherwise, according to the practice of the barbarians, she would have already used weapons to speak.

And Dean knew exactly why.

It was nothing more than the strength he showed two days ago when he faced three barbarian tribes that were no less than Chektor.

At any time, great strength will always bring convenience.

For this sentence, Dean never denied it, but at this time, he had a deeper understanding.

His eyes continued to watch the training of the barbarian children before him.

In that immature fighting style, Dean saw the fighting style of every barbarian child.

In fact, it is not difficult.

Those who are tall and strong rely on their own strength and the weight of their weapons, those who have an advantage in agility rely on speed, and those who know how to fight with their brains at this age, like Aqiaoli, tend to rely on skills.

Seriously speaking, there is no distinction between the three.

Each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

And in battle, it is nothing more than fully displaying the advantages and abandoning the disadvantages.

Even Dean at this moment has not changed this way of fighting-this is about the'road'. At least. Dean understood that.

Dean knew exactly where his strengths were—

Possesses 【Scarlet Calamity】【Mountain Lash】【Vajra Body】. When facing opponents of the same level, he can explode in a short period of time with a combat power beyond ordinary people's imagination; coupled with the cooperation of [Extreme Cold Technique] and [Frost Sword Technique], it forms a crushing advantage.

Undoubtedly, this kind of relying on explosive power to deal with enemies of the same level but slightly higher is very in line with the assassin's approach.

And Dean is also very suitable for this style.

After all, the eleven years of fleeing after Jade destroyed the country in the previous life allowed him to form such a fighting style, which was almost instinctive.

Even with a better situation now. Dean is also working hard to improve his power system, but it cannot be changed in a short time; however, Dean will not ignore [Flame Attachment] [Blazing Technique] [Dragon Sword Technique] [Great Roar Technique] [Sharp palm technique] [Soft body technique] and other secret techniques and esoteric cooperation.

Because, Dean is very clear that at any time, enough cards will be the capital for him to survive better.

And in order to make this capital stronger, Dean needs to embark on the road again——

"Help me tell Elder Buqie and Elder Dan... bid farewell to Aqiaoli and me by the way!"

Dean said this to Tukri.

"You want to leave? Don't wait for Buqie and Elder Dan to return?"

Takoli looked at Dean in surprise.

In her mind, as the key to reversing the war this time, Dean must wait until the final celebration is over. will leave.

"This year's Midsummer Festival in the Emerald City is a festival that occurs once every ten years. According to tradition, we must start early!"

Dean answered.

"It is necessary to follow the tradition! Don't worry, I will convey it truthfully!"

Takoli nodded in understanding, and assured her.

For barbarians who believe in their ancestors, tradition is everything and cannot be violated.

No barbarian would object to Dean's remarks.

"Grateful!"

Dean nodded with a smile.

Then, he walked quickly to his tent.

And Aqiaoli, who had been concentrating on training, turned her head at this moment. She looked at Dean's leaving back and frowned slightly to express her unhappiness.

And this made the barbarian children on the opposite side see the opportunity, and rushed forward brandishing a mace.

However, the spear that looked like a poisonous snake was the first to poke at the opponent's body.

boom!

Even though the pointed head was removed and the armor was on, the muffled sound was still worrying.

Takoli immediately went up to check.

Fortunately, no bone was injured, but the opponent will not be able to participate in the next two days of training.

"Aqiaoli, you have completed this stage of training excellently, and you can rest for the next week!"

There is no reprimand, but praise, which shows the difference between barbarians.

"Understood, Sister Takri!"

Aqiaoli nodded and left the training ground quickly.

...

"Dee, Dean, do we, need to leave now?"

There was a trace of reluctance in Miweier's tone.

"If you don't want to leave, you can stay!"

Dean couldn't help laughing as he looked at Melville sitting across from the carriage.

"I, I, no, don't stay!"

Immediately, Michelle shook her head.

Looking at the nervous Mivi, Dean narrowed his eyes with a smile - he knew very well that Miwei only asked this question because of those wounded who would not have any major problems at all.

As for the barbarian tribe?

Michelle still felt uncomfortable.

Therefore, it is impossible to stay.

Just when Mi Weier was anxious, the carriage stopped suddenly under Dean's order, which made Mi Weier very nervous. She was very worried, and Dean threw her down.

Almost subconsciously, Mi Weier firmly grasped the handrail inside the carriage to show her determination not to stay.

"nothing dealing with you!"

Glancing at Melville, Dean said so, and then jumped out of the carriage.

"Aqiaoli, what's the matter?"

Dean asked without any surprise.

In fact, Dean felt Aqiaoli's breath, which made Tiger stop the carriage.

"This is for you! Don't throw it away!"

Aqiaoli stuffed a velvet and mustard bracelet into Dean's hand, said very solemnly, then turned around and ran back to Chektor.

"The effect of contact... seems to be a bit too much..."

Dean looked at the bracelet in his palm and couldn't help but smile wryly.

The first update of ps~(to be continued...)R1292