Quadruple split.

Chapter 630 The Way of the Mage
【You are dead】

When the cold system prompt rang in Huang Feifan's ears, he was in a daze.

There is only darkness in front of my eyes, except for the option to confirm to return to the upper interface to re-establish the character in the field of vision, everything is empty. This kind of picture may make some unlucky people feel a little familiar, but for the time from server opening to For Huang Feifan, who had never died once, apart from strangeness, he was strange.

He is pitiful, he is helpless, he wants to curse...

【How the hell did I die? 】

Huang Feifan, who came back to his senses, did not choose to immediately go back to the login interface to rebuild the task, but pondered carefully in this seemingly endless darkness.

He at least wanted to figure out how cold he was!

Huang Feifan fell into deep thought...

He remembered that he reacted as soon as he found out that the other party had a mage coming to support him. He used [Wind·Fire·Thunder], which he had only practiced a few times in his spare time, to divide it into three parts, selflessly dividing the body and the avatar into three parts. Switching back and forth between them, he actually got rid of that difficult dog man, and managed to bully a mage who was at least old enough to be his grandfather while only being dragged down by one clone.

then……

In a daze, he seemed to see the mage hastily waved his staff, and summoned a fire resistance ring on the spot, yes, it was a fire resistance ring!

But it doesn't matter, even though his blood volume was not high at the time, he would not be seriously injured by an ordinary middle-level magic, so he just punched out a gap in the fire, Bully the opponent and prepare to use a move [Cun Jin] to kill him.

And then……

The old mage seemed to sigh, lowered the smoky staff, raised his other arm and quickly punched himself.

God damn punched himself! !

That's an intermediate mage, right?An old human mage, right?In theory, he is a mage who has no power to restrain chickens, right?
What kind of thing is it to punch yourself!

It's okay to punch, but after the punch, the old man not only didn't die, but he, a high-ranking monk, was thrown away by an unreasonable force, so what happened?

Even if my stamina is a bit low, even if the [Inch Strength] skill really doesn't have a strong judgment, the fact that a mid-level mage knocked a monk into the air with his fist is still a bit too unreal. ?Even in this game with a more fantastic world view, it's a bit too fantasy, right?
after that……

The last impression was that there was a piercing pain and a 'thump', and my life value returned to zero.

At the moment before the world went dark, Huang Feifan vaguely saw a thing that looked like a large stepped drill coming out of his chest. The tone has sounded, and then there is no more.

Uncomfortable, wronged, unhappy, want to cry...

Thinking that his game career in the past six months was considered to be involved, Huang Feifan was almost swallowed up by negative emotions, but he still chose to return to the higher-level interface with his remaining rationality, and planned to rebuild a character. The brothers' friends add back, not to mention whether to continue playing or what, at least tell the brothers the news I just got, and let them be careful not to suffer.

An extremely difficult dog woman who can use strange weapons, and an old sorcerer who can blow himself, a high-level monk, into the air with a single punch even though he only has mid-level strength!
Huang Feifan left the current empty interface in grief and anger, and went to rebuild the character...

Even if you fall, you should remind other people not to capsize in the gutter!
It can be seen from this that although the conduct of these people in the world of innocence is not very good, they are not the kind of superficial brothers that are very common on the Internet. How could the Huang Feifan of Huang Feifan force himself to build a character to remind others.

It's a pity that Huang Feifan didn't know that the strange things that his brothers who were still alive were far more than this.

……

"Remove your transformation quickly!"

Without even looking at the corpse that was fluttering in the wind on Yaya's [Altaïr's Blade: Giant Destroyer], Jadkar rushed to the side of the girl, staring and urging loudly: "Hurry up!"

The girl curled her lips, threw Huang Feihong's staring body to the ground, and frowned at Jadka: "You are so annoying, old man."

"Yes, yes, I'm annoying, I'm an old thing, so you, little ancestor, hurry up and get rid of Wang Zhiclaw or Madness!"

Jadka anxiously snatched the Giant Destroyer from Yaya's hand, which weighed as much as a small dragon, and said anxiously: "Hurry up! Although the backlash was not so strong in the previous experiment, but That was actual combat just now!"

Ya Ya rolled his eyes, shook his ears and hummed: "I know, I know, don't make such a fuss, okay?"

Then the girl took a deep breath, and the strong sense of presence and oppression on her body disappeared in an instant, and the crimson pupils that had quietly turned into vertical pupils returned to normal at some point, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she looked at her face with disgust. The old mage: "Is it alright?"

"Okay, that's fine, is there any discomfort?"

Jadka chuckled, rubbed Yaya's hair, his eyes were full of doting and love.

Snapped!
But the girl patted the old man's hand away angrily, bared her teeth and said, "Old Jia, you really think of me as your daughter, right? If you want to, go find a aunt and have a baby by yourself, don't be disgusting with me."

"Hey, what you said, how can I treat you as a girl."

Jadka spread his hands innocently, blinked and said, "I treat you like a granddaughter."

"Oh."

Fang Ya nodded, then grabbed Jadka's wrist expressionlessly, and then...

boom!
Arm support fall!
Bang!
Avalanche shoulder fall!

Bah!
Broken neck and arm!
click!
Choke fixed!

Bang!
Abdominal twist back fall!
"Old stuff..."

After finishing the rather cool fighting skills just now, Yaya clapped his hands calmly, and glanced at Jadka who was lying on the ground: "Are you dead?"

"it's okay no problem."

Jadka bounced off the ground casually, shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't look at me like this, my body is actually pretty tough."

Yaya gave a dry laugh and didn't speak.

Although I don't know what Jadka meant by "Don't look at me like this", but his definition of the word "tough" is definitely different from that of ordinary people.

It was not accidental that Jadka was able to beat Huang Feifan back with one punch just now, but the result of his continuous exercise during this period. As for the reason for the exercise, it dates back to more than a month ago. A magical afternoon.

That afternoon, there were lightning and thunder, dark clouds, and heavy rain...

Old Mr. Jadka, who was studying the [Flame Wreath] at the practice field of the Mage Guild in the Anka Bazaar, suddenly frowned after casting a spell, and found that his shoulders were a little sore.

Coincidentally at this moment, two high-ranking mages whose combined age was about the same age as him passed by not far away, chatting loudly...

"I can't bear the pain in my legs these two days. I think I should go to the Alchemist Association and apply some plaster."

"Coincidentally, I happened to be going there to buy two bottles of activating blood medicine. I've always felt chest tightness and dizziness recently."

"Then let's go together. Alas, I really envy those warriors and knights. The deputy head of our mercenary regiment is over [-] years old this year. They are all human beings. They can run faster than I can ride a horse."

"Hey, what do you compare with others? How many good bodies do we mages have? Those who study this experiment every day, the magic power is still so strong on the body, it is not bad to be able to run for two steps without breathing."

"But we really have to pay attention. Don't forget that the higher the level of magic, the stronger the load on the body. If you don't take good care of your body, you may even have problems casting spells in the future."

"That's right. By the way, it is said that Master Thasos has a little research on the way of keeping in good health. Why don't we pay a visit directly after we return from the Pharmacist's Guild?"

"Okay!"

The two walked up the spiral staircase slowly while chatting like this, not as fast as Wang Badan.

Jadkar, who overheard the conversation between the two, was shocked, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked a very important thing before!

That is, for a mage, it is very easy for the physical fitness to not keep up with the strength!
As we all know, compared with fighters, knights and other melee professions known for their physical strength, the physical fitness of spellcasters is often much weaker, except for the "enhancement shaman" who is accustomed to directly strengthening the body with the power of elements, Regardless of the spellcasting professions such as mages, warlocks, summoners, and priests, there are flaws in their physique. Frequent research and experiments, long-term meditation, and repeated mobilization of the magic power in the body will have a negative impact on the bodies of spellcasters. Even if it is an orc male in his prime, as long as his profession is a mage, it may be difficult to defeat an ordinary goblin rogue in hand-to-hand combat after a long time.

For the above reasons, with the growth of age and strength, the physical fitness of spellcasters tends to gradually decline. From the perspective of the real world, they are like a combination of a group of pedants and dead houses, although in terms of physical fitness, they must It is stronger than the former, but in the rather fantastic high-magic world of the Realm of Innocence, its physical stamina still has the same status as those abandoned houses in reality. Simply put, it is weaker than others.

Of course, they also possess a lethality that is beyond the reach of most melee professionals. They are also legendary powerhouses. If a sword master wants to destroy a city, it will take at least several hours, but if it is a As a mage, as long as he can cast spells at will, it will take half an hour at most.

However, what troubles the majority of spellcasters is that although they have the elegant and powerful mysterious skills, those powerful spells still need the support of the body. They don't need to be strong, but at least they must be healthy, otherwise they can cast an epic stage. The load that the spell needs to bear is enough to destroy a sick ghost who struggles to walk normally.

What the two mages said made Jadka suddenly enlightened, and then he was afraid for a long time!
He smiled wryly, and said that when he was a low-level mage, he could only use low-level magic such as fireball, flying flames, and wall of fire, so the load on his body was infinitely close to zero. Naturally, he couldn't detect any clues, but After standing on the same starting line with everyone with the help of Ji Xiaoge's chili noodles, I will also encounter problems that normal spellcasters need to face, such as spell casting load and physical weakness.

If it wasn't for those two seniors' inadvertent reminders, I might not have noticed the problem all this time, and I would have made a big mistake!
Just imagine, I have just been promoted to an intermediate mage for a few months, and I have not used intermediate magic a few times before I already feel a little sore in my shoulders. If it takes a long time, will it be okay? !

Absolutely can't go on like this!
Jadkar, who has made it his lifelong ambition to become a cow-leg mage, naturally cannot tolerate this kind of thing, and Dang even decided to attach great importance to this issue.

But how?

Most spellcasters fall into two main factions when it comes to improving their physical fitness.

The first one is to find or collect some natural treasures and alchemy potions that can improve your physique by yourself or at a high price, and use external forces to improve your physical strength, vigor, and energy. The volcanic sun warming grass that they are looking for can grow some muscles on the spot after eating. The disadvantage is that it is expensive. After all, what they are looking for is the kind of good things that can make the abandoned house stronger, and the price is naturally It's not going anywhere cheap.

The second type is suitable for those poorer casters. It costs almost zero, but the effect is very slow and requires persistence. Simply put, it is to go to bed early and get up early every day, remember to eat on time, supplement nutrition in a balanced way, take time out to bask in the sun, Eat full in the morning, run at night, have a glass of milk before going to bed, and drink plenty of hot water at ordinary times. This method can also enhance physical fitness.

However, Jadkar's choice is different from this group of people.

In his concept, there is a huge gap between the concept of 'enhancing physical fitness' and other spellcasters.

So, after discovering the importance of good health for a mage, he left the mage guild immediately, returned to the hotel where Wangwang team stayed in Anka Bazaar, and did [-] sets of push-ups and [-] sets of sit-ups Sit and do [-] sets of squats to warm up, and then went to the East District to find a pair of two-handed mad war hammers with a single handle weighing about [-] catties. After finishing, I went to the Yinliu River next to Millier Avenue and swam fifteen kilometers (carrying a hammer), and finally trotted back with a three-pound Galaxy Arowana (and carrying a hammer). Ankh Bazaar.

When Jadkar ran back to the hotel where everyone was temporarily staying, it was only three hours since he left the Wizards Guild.

"The way of a mage is really hard."

That night, Jadka, who had finished his lecture on the principle of "the most important thing for a mage is his body", was doing the nineteenth set of one-finger handstands in the center of the room, and invited the dumbfounded Mo Tan and the dumbfounded Yaya: "Do you want to practice together?"

Mo Tan, who was a knight, shook his head stiffly, and staggered back half a step.

And Ya Ya, who is also a melee professional like Mo Tan, shivered even more, and ran away with a cry.

"It's good for you to warm up with me anyway."

The bare-chested, muscular old mage shrugged his shoulders, ended the last set of one-finger handstands with a somersault magnificently, and swayed out carrying the pair of warhammers totaling [-] jin while shaking his head.

He said he wanted to run another [-] kilometers before meditating...

Chapter [-]: The End

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