Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 282 58. The Storm of the Female Country

Move your gaze back to the Eastern Ocean to go to the sea of ​​Sardinia. Now it is the No. 20 day that Fisher sailed on the Flying Fish. The further north you go, the more the weather on the sea looks like Gloomy, the gray color formed by patches of frost and dark clouds outlines half of the sky, and also outlines the background color of the northern border.

In traditional legends, the process of entering the northern border is described as "creeping forward under the knife and axe". The northern border is cold and windy, which brings many variables and dangers to the voyage.

Even if there is no danger on the ocean, when the captain stands on the deck and looks up to the sky and sees the thick gray clouds that seem to be sticky, he will still feel timid. Sailing the ocean by boat is always the challenge that most tests a woman's courage.

But the Flying Fish, as a steam ship, has no such worries. As long as the captain does not back down, it will not turn back, not to mention that it is now driven by a warrior from Nari, who will always have nothing but admiration for the snowstorm in the north without fear.

On the deck, a man with a naked upper body was stretching his limbs, and his limbs made an extremely weird movement at the same time, just like the legendary demon, full of power,

This is the first volume of Eliog's Demon Warfare. It mainly focuses on maintaining the coordination of the body, emphasizing extremely strong strength and lacking in skills. It is very suitable for beginners like Fisher.

His naked upper body was extremely hot, and a little silky steam began to steam in the icy and snowy place. Panting, he set up his movements, then took a deep breath, stretched out his palms like spirals, and stretched his body Zhou Han's breath created a cyclone.

"Boom!"

The strength penetrated all the way outward, and the violent air flow was conducted to the extreme distance in the midair before it slowly dissipated and turned into nothingness.

"The first volume is almost finished. The method given by Eliog is indeed very useful. It would be even better if it consumes less energy."

In Eliog's eyes, the so-called "combat" is not simply a physical collision to win, but the most important point is the momentum. The essence of the fighting process is the process of "keeping one's own spirit and letting others' spirit out", so the training methods are also divided into two parts. into two parts.

Any of your own offense, defense, and movement will cause your own momentum to be damaged. How to minimize the damage caused by these actions is the first part of the content that needs to be practiced.

Any attack will reduce the momentum of the opponent. How to hit, where to hit, and when to hit can maximize the damage to the opponent's momentum. The second part needs to be practiced.

Although the explanation was very rough, Fisher felt quite distressed about this kind of pure talent flow practice before, but on the Flying Fish, Fisher felt that the progress was rapid, and the reason had a lot to do with Emhardt beside him practise.

"Emhart, how was my movement just now?"

At this moment, looking at Fisher, who was so tired lying on the deck, sitting in the captain's room, Emhardt frowned, his eyes fixed on the captain's room. Instruments and routes, and glanced at the weather above the sky from time to time, cursing without looking back,

"What else can I do? You have practiced a movement hundreds of times, and if you can't do it, you can jump off the ship! Your mother, why are you so sharp in engraving magic, and like a piece of wood in hand-to-hand combat? What? You have such a good physique for nothing!"

Yes, Fisher found that as long as Emhart recorded the content of Eliog's tactics, he could accurately identify whether Fisher's actions and training methods met Eliog's requirements During this period of time, Emhart's mouth stinks a little, and the rest of the aspects are really like Elliott logging in to guide Fisher in combat training. His progress is very rapid.

It wasn't until this moment that he felt that his physical fitness and fighting style were completely in line with the eighth or even ninth rank, even if he was fighting an adult dragon race or even the whale race Jasmine who hadn't fully grown up before with his bare hands. It can be called easy.

Fisher gasped for a while before walking outside the captain's cabin and putting on the shirt he had draped over the fence. By the way, he glanced at Emhart who was watching inside, and asked,

"Okay, where are we now?"

"When we get to the Phoenix Sea and so on, your mother, I quit! For the past 20 days, I have been here alone to check the instruments and determine the route. You are jumping around on the deck like a monkey, saying yes. The combat training is really ugly! I quit, what are you going to do, let me go!"

Fischer held the fragrant Emhart in his palm with black lines all over his face, and walked to the side of the nautical chart regardless of his struggle. There was also a golden compass on the nautical chart, which was exactly the The one the old man carried,
"I've already arranged the magic for you, so you just need to stay here and stare at the Phoenix Strait. It seems that we are about to reach the Sardinia."

"Easy to say! I am a book, not your crew member! I also need to rest. You are simply more disgusting than the factory owner in your factory on the outskirts of Nali. You have to go to sleep and I will watch over you! You Are you saying that you are still human?"

Fisher glanced at the swearing Emhart in his hand rather guilty. He thought that Emhart was a relic and didn't need to sleep. Now it seems that what I have done is indeed a bit ruthless.

He coughed lightly, patted the body of his book as an apology, and glanced at the Phoenix Strait on the navigation map. From here, you can see the southernmost coastline of the Sardinia after a short drive north. There are several sub-feudal countries in the southwest direction of the north, no matter which one can land, he decided to sell the Flying Fish in exchange for funds after landing, and then go to find Valentina.

"bump!"

At this moment, the door of the captain's cabin slammed shut with a loud noise, dispelling Emhart's grievances. He and Fisher glanced out the window at the same time, but saw a faint blur on the sea not far away. It can be seen that a coast that almost completely coincides with the horizon is the boundary of the Sardinian women's country.

But what really changed Fisher's expression was the sky above the sea at this time. The clouds above the sky seemed to be driven by some terrifying force to slowly sink towards the sea.

A frost-like gust of wind blew from the depths of the northern border, blowing up the rough sea surface. The glass in the captain's cabin was shaken wildly by the gust of wind, and the place where the window sill was glued slowly grew. The cracks are like the branches of trees, and they are as beautiful as the snowflakes that symbolize the northern border.

Fisher's pupils shrunk, and even Emhart hid in his arms in fright,

"Fisher! It's the storm from the north! Damn it, how could it be now? We shouldn't be approaching the coast at this time. It's all because this broken ship doesn't have communication magic. The evacuation notice, only this old antique ship didn't hear anything like a deaf man!"

The storm in the north, which Fisher had seen in the book before, was a violent natural disaster with great harm. The specific cause of its formation was related to the cold air flow coming down from the snow-capped mountains, but the specific manifestation was very terrifying in reality.

The violent wind almost blew Fisher's Flying Fish into the air, not to mention the ocean that carried it. At this moment, the undulating deep blue ocean erupted its amazing destructive power, like rolling mountains The front blocked the way of the Flying Fish, and under the eyes of Fisher and Emhart, the position of the bow of the ship suddenly tilted up to point to the sky.

There are more and more cracks on the glass, the wind outside the window can't wait to squeeze in from the little space above it, Fisher grabs Emhart in his arms to prevent him from falling off, and at the same time The hilt of the black liquid sword in the other hand slipped and turned into a silver light that stretched out,
"Emhart, hold on tight."

"I don't have any hands, how can I hold on!! You tell yourself to hold on to me!! Otherwise, I will sacrifice Sir Shu! Fisher!!!"

"Buzz!"

With a calm expression on Fisher's face, he stretched out the fluid sword in his hand and pierced the ceiling of the captain's cabin. The fluid sword that pierced the ceiling slowly solidified into the shape of a claw, linking Fisher in the original land.

"bump!"

"Crack!"

The next moment, the window shattered suddenly, and his whole body was blown upside down uncontrollably by the strong wind. He gritted his teeth and tried to control his figure, but he still inevitably bumped into the bookshelf behind him. Books were scattered all over the floor, and all objects began to slide backwards with gravity.

"Puff puff!"

What's worse is that there are continuous violent knocking sounds from the bottom of the ship, as if countless creatures are fleeing towards the rear.

It seems that the snowstorm in the north is not only a disaster for land creatures, but even more so for sea creatures.

But what was unexpected was that the Flying Fish had a wooden hull and was in disrepair for a long time, so when it was hit by a fish, it made a violent breaking sound.

The hull is broken!

"Fisher! There is a breach in the bottom of the boat, and water is pouring into the cabin! This boat is going to sink!"

"I know"

Fisher firmly grasped the fluid sword in his hand, and he wanted to leave the captain's cabin as quickly as possible, but the Flying Fish sank far faster than he imagined, because the undulating sea surface, just a moment of water flow It spread across the deck towards his captain's cabin.

He just finished exercising, and the strength in his hands was insufficient. Even with all his strength, he couldn't resist the incoming sea water. He took several mouthfuls of cold sea water but his mind was still clear. He calmly watched more and more Then he gritted his teeth and exhaled violently, taking back the fluid sword in his hand.

The torrent that suddenly poured into the cabin pushed his body back, but he reached the end of the captain's cabin with this strength, he kicked his two feet against the wall vigorously, and the whole person jumped out like a flexible fish into the captain's cabin.

But what is coming is not rescue and liberation, but extremely piercing wind and sea.

This situation is very difficult. The structure of the Flying Fish is too fragile to withstand the storm, and it will fall apart soon, but it is the same when it comes out. He originally wanted to sink into the sea to avoid the storm, after all, he can breathe in the water Yes, it’s okay to go into the water to avoid the big deal and wait for the storm to pass before swimming to the Sardinian women’s country.

But after all, Fisher is a Nali native who has never personally experienced what a real storm in the northern region looks like. His memory is only a simple summary in the textbook, which is "biting frost, wind and tsunami". Just now I only experienced the latter sentence, so I forgot the meaning of the previous sentence.

I saw that he had just stepped out of the cabin, and with a gust of cold wind blowing towards his face, the seemingly boundless sea began to slowly condense and burst into cold white under the cold wind from the snow-capped mountains. Yes, the whole area The ocean unexpectedly condensed slowly at this moment.

Fisher, who was wrapped in seawater, felt life-threatening danger. Under his surprised sight, the seawater around him suddenly stopped, completely enveloping his body in the ice, the air he breathed and the movement he moved. The spaces are all negligible.

If this continues, even if he is not frozen to death, he will suffocate to death.

Fisher didn't sit still. At the critical moment when his face was about to be covered with frost, a ring in his hand burst out with a deep purple light, and a strange wave formed by magic power shook the world's echoes. Frost's attacks around him stagnated.

In the purple light, the ring head of [Gravity] is extremely conspicuous. It is the magic ring seized from the Nali Development Company on Paterson Island.

Eight-ring gravity magic, [Gravity Sky Ring]!
As the echoes of the world were shaken, the gravity of this piece of heaven and earth suddenly reversed. Countless invisible forces pushed the condensed sea surface to fly upside down towards the sky, and even the successive cold winds Pushed by this weird force, it temporarily stagnated.

However, the power of the eight-ring magic is still not enough in the face of the destructive power of natural disasters. The cold wind pierces through the gap of the gravity sky ring and disturbs the power of the world's echoes. But even for a moment, it is not enough for Fisher That's enough.

He gritted his teeth, and used his last strength to push the solid ice surrounding him to disperse. In the cold and strong wind that flooded into his ears again, Fisher regained his freedom from being frozen to death. Temporarily escaped from the ending.

His body fell powerlessly towards the pitch-black ocean, which was like a huge mouth open to Fisher. Witnessed by countless strong winds and cold, he fell faster and faster, Vision is also getting darker.

"Fisher! Fisher! Be sober!"

Emhart's voice came, and he gritted his teeth and adjusted his falling posture in mid-air, before falling safely into the icy ocean.

Fisher raised his head weakly in the water and looked towards the coastline.

He had to swim to the Sardinian country by himself in the storm.

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