Chapter 172 The Most Friendly Communication Between Master and Apprentice

Alexander covered his face with his hands in disbelief and was about to ask Dick why he hit him;

But seeing a faint smile on Dick's lips, and raising his big iron-like hands, he suddenly remembered that the abominable demon hunter had said before that if he didn't ask questions, he couldn't answer them, so he hurriedly He shut his mouth obediently.

"Very good." Dick nodded with satisfaction and slowly put down his right hand, but felt a little regretful in his heart:

After these two slaps just now, I felt that my whole body was clear and comfortable. I was thinking of doing it a few more times, but this guy was smart enough, so I couldn't keep my word.

"First question, what do you mean when you say that the part of the mountain god in the fragrant grass decoction is effective?"

Alexander replied hastily, fearing that Dick would attack him again:

"Hundreds of years ago, it is said that Kyle personally killed the mountain god of Misty Mountain and obtained his blood to make an important part of the herbal decoction. This is how the Lynx School was born."

"Why is our school called the Lynx School?"

"Because it is said that the prototype of the mountain god turned into a lynx."

"That is to say, I have the blood of the mountain god in my body... Can its blood be preserved now?"

"That's right... I mean, the blood of the mountain god can remain active even if it dries out in the sun."

Dick frowned slightly, digesting this information:

Was the mountain god beheaded? But why does [Killer] appear again now?

It is said that the mountain god is extremely cruel and loves conquest. It seems that the unique character of each of us in the Lynx sect is influenced by it.

Seeing that Dick was silent, Alexander could only stare at him nervously, hoping nothing would happen again.

After a moment, Dick raised his head again: "Very good, third question."

Speaking of this, he waited for a while and saw Alexander tightening his mouth and not speaking, and then asked with some disappointment:

"After Ruiwen went back to rest today, who else came to the basement besides you?"

Alexander's eyes evaded and he didn't dare to answer.

But when he saw Dick raising his left hand again and about to slap him with an iron-like slap, Alexander hurriedly said:

"I said, Master is here."

"Master, great, so what did he do?"

"He injected a potion into Carter's body, and then wings slowly sprouted from Carter's back."

"What other secrets do you know about him? Don't hide it from me."

Dick stared at Alexander with slitted cat eyes and added:

"Don't forget, I am a demon hunter of the Lynx school, and I have a flawed character. If you anger me a little because of deception, I may accidentally smash your face to pieces with a punch."

"...Okay, Dick, please follow me." Alexander sighed heavily and walked towards a room on the left.

Dick didn't know why, but he had already held the long sword by the wall in his hand again, and entered the room with the warlock apprentice.

There is nothing else inside. There is a bookcase on the side wall and a huge bronze mirror hanging on the opposite wall.

Dick looked at the handsome man in the inside mirror and the wretched and thin warlock beside him, turned around and said, "Why did you bring me here?"

Just as Alexander was about to answer, there were footsteps behind him. Dick clenched the hilt of his sword and looked back at Master, who came angrily and also clenched the hilt of his sword. The two stood still in the room.

Alexander took the opportunity to escape through the door.

Master said angrily: "Dick, what are you doing? Although Alexander is a warlock apprentice, he is also a member of our demon hunter order after all. Why are you threatening him?"

"Are you still talking about me?" Dick laughed angrily, "What exactly did you inject into Carter's body?

"His body has obviously stabilized after taking my Dragon Tears Potion. Why do you want to interfere?"

Seeing that Master was silent, Dick expressed his speculation again:

"I know what you think, but now I don't listen to you, so you find Carter to come back and forge a new sword, but you don't want to pay any sunk costs.

"And after I saved him with the Dragon Tears Potion, I tried to make him sick again, didn't I?"

"Dick, although I am very dissatisfied with you now, the extra refined potion is just to make Carter's physical fitness more outstanding.

"I admit that neither you nor Kayn listen to me anymore, and I urgently need an extra obedient little witcher.

"Carter is suitable for this. He is not very old, and I believe I can guide him to a correct outlook on life. I also did not expect that the potion would make him grow extra wings."

Dick snorted coldly: "It's too late to say anything now. He can't get out of this fortress like this, otherwise he will be killed by other demon hunters as a monster, even if he explains, it will be useless.

"I have always known the principles of demon hunters. Except for a few demon hunters, they all have an inexplicable hatred for monsters, because most of them are war orphans and have generally suffered disasters from monsters.

"Now that you have turned him into this, you have basically cut off his life."

"Looking at it now, how do you think we can resolve this matter?"

“It’s simple, just get rid of the source of the trouble and make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

Dick narrowed his eyes and shook out the sword, the sharp sword energy attached to it.

Master also narrowed his eyes, and his long sword was slowly covered with sword energy emitting white light.

"Dick, you will never know how much effort I have put into the Demon Hunter Cult, and how much energy I have spent to keep the price of the Demon Hunter commission unchanged.

"I thought it was Kayn who finally raised the sword in front of me, but I didn't expect it to be you.

"But that's right. Since the trip to Odinburg, I knew that we would eventually reach this day, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

The two stopped talking, but their steps were moving slowly. They were both looking for each other's weaknesses.

At a certain moment, the two swung their blades at the same time, and the two swords just intersected and separated again.

In a moment, the two had fought for several rounds, and the bookcases in the room were smashed to pieces by the phosphorous sword energy.

After several rounds, the two swords intersected again, but this time they did not separate immediately, but the two sides began to compete.

The two demon hunters moved forward at the same time, and their foreheads almost touched each other. Dick could clearly see Master clenching his teeth and the hideous appearance of the blood vessels on his forehead.

He thought to himself that he should be the same as him now.

He pushed the sword forward again, and actually pushed Master back a step.

Dick's physical fitness had already improved comprehensively, and his strength was stronger than that of the cheap master in front of him. He was unable to exert his physical strength before, but he lacked the effect of the master-level swordsmanship to make the final decision.

Master took two steps back, and then gritted his teeth and said:

"Dick, I taught you all your swordsmanship. Although your swordsmanship has reached perfection now, your way of attacking is the same as mine. In today's competition, you and I are just "using your own spear to attack your own shield", and it is difficult to tell who is better.

"In this case, why not put aside the old method and use the new moves you have learned outside these days to fight with me, so that I can also see your progress!" At the end, his expression became more and more ferocious.