Chapter 67: Secretary Bodyguard

With five consecutive arrows hitting the bullseye, Yang Yi is now an archery master.

"This is the benefit of the aborigines, just like robots." Yang Yi sighed.

This is the hidden ability that Yang Yi gained after being promoted to hunter. Yang Yi didn't know it at first until that night outside the oasis of the Forgotten Pool, when he shot the Kokar Hound with an arrow in desperation.

At first he thought it was due to luck. After all, he had no knowledge of archery before.

When the great master Ouyang asked him to shoot another hound with a bow and arrow, Yang Yi suddenly discovered that the action of bending the bow and shooting the arrow could be done automatically just like using the fishing skill to fish. To outsiders, it seemed that this series of actions was already done with ease. Degree.

Yang Yi was frightened and afraid that others would see the clues, so he deliberately shook his hands at the last moment of shooting, causing the arrow to miss the target and hit the ground.

"It's a pity that although there are few mistakes in bow and arrow shooting, the accuracy against moving targets is really poor."

Yang Yi tried it many times on the way back to the Fishman Village from the crossroads. He found that his shooting hit rate was very high when shooting at fixed targets, but it was much worse when shooting at moving targets, especially against irregular targets. Moving targets are even worse.

Yang Yi put away his bow and arrows and walked towards a straw man holding a high-quality heavy sword.

Swish, brush, brush...

Yang Yi attacked the straw man with one sword after another. Each attack was quite decent, like a swordsman who had been tempered for many times. It seemed that he had mastered the two-handed sword.

These are not controlled by Yang Yi actively. Every time he slashes, his fish-man body automatically controls it.

But it's a pity that just like his shooting skills, he doesn't know how to adapt. His swordsmanship is also accurate when dealing with immobile targets, but it is difficult to be effective against targets that are flexible in dodging.

"If the shooting skills of the aborigines are used for sneak attacks or against ordinary people, it will be useless if they face masters like Ouyang and Chen Nanfeng head-on. And this swordsmanship, which is like a fixed routine, probably won't last more than two or three times. This is probably the flaw of the aborigines. No wonder people who call themselves masters often say that although the aborigines have fighting skills, their fighting skills are too rigid and they can easily avoid attacks if they are handled properly. "

Although Yang Yi's aboriginal archery and swordsmanship now have flaws, they are much better than his original skills, so he plans to practice more, hoping to increase his power when his "proficiency" is high.

An hour later, Yang Yi ended the practice.

Various training camps in the village only have half-day training missions every day, and the rest of the time is free to arrange, so Laobanyan and Brack often go to train, and Yang Yi plans to go there often when he is free in the future.

After leaving the hunter camp, he had nothing to do, so he went to find the little fishman Benbolba who could amuse him.

After asking several murlocs in the village, Yang Yi found Ben Bolba and a large group of small murlocs in the group of murloc huts to the east.

These little murlocs were divided into two groups. On one side was a large group of little murlocs headed by Benbolba with sky blue fish scales and orange dorsal fin.

On the other side is a lonely little fishman with dark blue fish scales and green dorsal fin. He is the little fishman slave bought by Yang Yi - the gladiator Mojimus.

"Little slave, surrender quickly. Our boss is powerful, witty, and wise. You are no match for our boss." A smaller blue-purple murloc behind Benbolba opened his mouth to Mojimus. call out.

"Little slave, surrender quickly!"

"Surrender! Surrender!"

The other little fishmen also shouted, but the words they used were much poorer than the little blue-purple fishman who spoke first.

Mojimus stood on the opposite side of a large group of little fishmen. His small hands were clenched with fists, and he seemed to be very concerned about being called a little slave.

"This kid actually stole the title of 'boss' from my lord, and even found a little follower who is good at flattering. It's interesting." Yang Yi, the head of the fishman village, saw the little fishman in the village asking for Instead of trying to stop the fight, the fight seemed lively.

The little fishmen didn't know much about the situation, and soon the two sides started fighting.

Benbolba did not rely on the numbers of people to bully the new Mojimus. This was a one-on-one fight.

Benbolba's best attack method is lightning arrows. He started to prepare spells with his hands waving at the beginning.

"Wow!" Mojimus was experienced in fighting as a gladiator. He immediately screamed and rushed towards Benbol Ba, not allowing the opponent to have more time to prepare.

Zizzi! boom!

The advantage of Rambolba's elemental affinity expertise was revealed, and his lightning bolt was released before Morjimus could get close.

"Wow!"

Mojimus screamed in pain, obviously suffering a lot of damage.

But he didn't stop because of this, it was just the paralysis effect of the lightning bolt that made his steps slow down.

"Wow!" Ben Bolba knew that he didn't have time to prepare the second lightning bolt, so he also shouted and rushed over.

Punching, kicking, biting, grabbing fish fins...

Two little fishmen struggled with each other.

"The fight was very lively, but the level of fighting is too low. These two little guys should be sent to the training camp for training. If they still dominate the village with this level of fighting, they will be lost in Ratchet Village when they go out. s face."

Yang Yi watched with great interest, but at the same time he decided to free up some places in the village's fish hunter training camp and patrol fish training camp. He wanted to let some of the village's outstanding little fishmen receive training from an early age.

At the end of the fight, the two little fishmen fell to the ground with their four hands and four feet tightly entangled like octopuses, and the two little fishmen bit each other's arms, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

"Stop it, all of you."

Yang Yi shouted and ran over.

The teeth of fishmen are much sharper than those of humans. He was afraid that the two little darlings in the village would bite off each other's arms, and then it would be too late to cry.

When the little fishmen saw the village chief coming, they quickly made way, and the two fighting little fishmen also opened their mouths and let go of their hands.

Yang Yi walked forward, stretched out his two big hands and twisted the two fighting murlocs: "Little guys who always make trouble, both of you follow me from now on."

Yang Yi took the two troublemakers away in front of many murlocs. He had already thought about letting these two murlocs follow him and train them personally.

The murloc Benbolba has the expertise of elemental affinity, so he naturally wants to train him into a murloc prophet. In addition, this little guy also has the expertise of observing words and expressions, performing, medical treatment and dexterous hands. It is a good choice to bring him around to handle some daily affairs and miscellaneous things, and he can also let him come out to have fun when he is bored.

The murloc Mojimus usually doesn't like to speak. He has the expertise of reconnaissance and iron will, and he also has the three melee equipment expertises of long-handled weapons, shields, and armor. It is perfect to train him into a warrior.

"One is a secretary who knows magic and can flatter, and the other is a cold-blooded bodyguard who is fully armed. The combination of secretary and bodyguard is only suitable for this lord's identity."