Chapter 983

Three months later, in the afternoon, Weilin sat by the campfire processing furs as usual, as one of the few pleasures he had during his free time from training.

Suddenly, the door was opened, and Na walked in covered in blood.

Seeing this, Weilin stepped forward to help him up, put his hand on his chest, and channeled green fighting energy to heal his injuries.

"Cough cough cough"

After waking up, Na coughed several times and said anxiously: "Teacher, go quickly, someone will be here soon."

"What happened?"

Na's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could speak, messy footsteps suddenly came from outside.

"You lie down first and come back when I'm ready to go."

Weilin placed Na next to the bonfire, took off an iron sword, opened the wooden door, and walked out.

Around the wooden house, more than forty heavily armed soldiers surrounded the place.

Several soldiers stepped back, revealing a path.

Weilin waved the iron sword in his hand, looked up, and saw a handsome young nobleman slowly appearing in front of him.

"Hand over that set of warrior breathing techniques, and I can consider letting you two go on your way happily."

"In all these years, you are the first one who dares to threaten me like this."

Hearing Weilin's tone, the noble young man put away the smile on his face and said expressionlessly: "It is a serious crime to hide iron weapons privately, and it is even more serious to be rude to the nobles. Catch him, skin him and throw him into the snake cave. "

"Yes, Master."

The two strong men standing behind the noble young man responded loudly.

After finishing speaking, the noble young man left the place and retreated to the rear to watch the battle.

After a moment, one of the strong men in armor shouted an order: "Capture him alive, raise him to two levels, teach the warrior breathing techniques, and get five acres of land tax-free."

When the more than forty soldiers heard about the reward, their eyes were instantly filled with greed, and they all stared at Weilin, as if they were looking at some peerless treasure.

"superior."

Upon hearing the order, several soldiers rushed forward with swords in hand.

Weilin smiled contemptuously and chopped up the charging soldiers together with their leather armor at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

Every time the sword was swung, a soldier was beheaded.

In less than three minutes, more than a dozen soldiers were dead.

A strong man wearing iron armor held a giant sword with both hands and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way and let me deal with this guy."

Seeing this, the soldiers who had regained some sense backed down one after another.

Looking at the strong man, Verinti blocked it with his sword and knocked him back. Then he accelerated and came behind him, inserted the iron sword through the gap in his neck, turned in a circle, and took off his head.

A low-level bronze warrior was pitifully weak to him, a "mid-level bronze warrior".

With the help of the strong man's headless corpse, Weilin kicked his legs, approached another low-level bronze warrior, and cut him in half with his horrified eyes.

"ah--"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the strong man who had lost his lower body let out a shrill wail, as if to tear people's eardrums and destroy the psychological defenses of the surrounding soldiers.

Seeing this scene, the aristocratic young man's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Seeing that you have some ability, hand over the high-level warrior breathing method, and I can make you a fief knight. "

Weilin did not respond. He finished the strong man's name with a sword and went straight towards the noble young man.

In his shocked eyes, he chopped off the heads of him and the other two knight attendants.

When the head fell to the ground, a trace of doubt flashed in the mind of the noble young man, why did this guy dare to attack him? Is this challenging the Boyle Kingdom's rule that nobles should not die at the hands of untouchables?

Without understanding why, the aristocratic young man's consciousness fell into eternal silence.

At this moment, Weilin's face was also full of doubts. Looking at the noble young man lying on the ground, he secretly wondered in his heart, if he slashed with his sword, wouldn't this guy know how to hide?

"He killed Master Dai. He must be killed, otherwise our family will die."

A sound of panic broke the silent atmosphere, and the remaining soldiers rushed towards Weilin with crazy faces.

Facing the siege of more than thirty elite soldiers, Weilin showed no fear on his face.

In less than a moment, the last soldier was cut in half. Weilin threw away the broken iron sword in his hand, picked up two relatively good iron swords, and returned to the wooden house.

The corpses on the ground, with blood flowing across them, soon attracted some wild beasts, but when they saw the fire in the wooden house, they did not dare to get too close, so they had to eat the outermost corpses first.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Na Qiang held his body and looked at Weilin bathing in blood, and asked worriedly.

"Are you so unsure of your teacher?"

Weilin sat by the campfire, picked up the unfinished blank, continued to scrape the grease on it with a knife, and responded with a smile.

"I'm not, I just..."

"Okay, okay, tell me what's going on."

Na then changed his mind and slowly told the story of how he was discovered.

"Half a month ago, on the way to Lisk Town, I rescued a civilian from the mouth of a snow bear. According to what you taught me, I am better than that stranger, so I rescued him."

"I declined the idea of ​​visiting his home and continued on my way."

"But just this morning, I met that civilian again on the road. He brought out a lot of food and wine. He said he had been waiting there for several days and finally waited for me. He wanted to use this food to thank me for saving my life. "

"The stranger's food was inedible, and I declined him again. When I was about to leave, a large group of soldiers gathered around me."

"I saw that things were not going well, so I desperately tried to break through and ran up the mountain. I thought I had gotten rid of them, but they caught up with me. Then it happened as you saw."

"Because of my fault, I have implicated you, teacher. Please punish me."

Weilin looked at Na, who looked guilty, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "After all, it's my fault."

Na asked in confusion: "Teacher, why do you say that?"

"I shouldn't have taught you these things. I should have taught you how to protect yourself and not to be too kind."

"But, Since it has already happened, let it go. "

"Have a good meal tonight, and set off tomorrow to the mountains. When you become a bronze warrior, I will take you to travel and broaden your horizons."

"Teacher, then..."

"I have said that these things are in the past, so don't mention them. You lie down first, and I will check you again later to avoid sequelae."

After saying that, Weilin left the cabin, prepared to change his clothes first, and then randomly hunt a wild beast around as food for tonight.

For half a year, although he has not figured out what the three important choices are, he is sure that teaching students is definitely an important choice, but now he has failed a little.