Wizard: I can refine all things.

Chapter 49 Combat Training

The central black tower has ninety-nine floors.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, junior brother: if you get injured later, I won't pay for your medical expenses."

Chuck muttered to himself as he opened a dusty door. Richard followed behind him, carrying the two-handed greatsword from Saban on his back.

Just now, he asked Chuck to use his chimera to help him adapt to his body and train him in some combat skills.

Richard was somewhat unaccustomed to his sudden increase in physical strength, but at the same time, he also had a little bit of anticipation.

Just how strong have I become?

As soon as the door opened, a musty smell hit you.

Behind the door was a room about the size of a basketball court, with claw marks and dark bloodstains covering the walls and floor.

On one side of the room was a small room separated by crystal partitions. Chuck went in as soon as he entered and then threw the bag at his waist outside.

This is a special magic pocket. According to Chuck, it has three cubic meters of storage space, and after special treatment, it can also temporarily hold living creatures.

"roar!"

A strange howl came from the bag, and then a black wolf's head emerged from it.

"Junior brother, close the door. This is the room where the teacher tests the battle beasts. Here, you can use all your skills. The house is absolutely durable."

Richard closed the door, stretched his limbs, and then walked into the center of the room with his sword.

Chax's chimera had already stepped out of the bag. The chimera was small, resembling a larger wolf with very smooth black fur. It stared blankly at Richard with its tongue lolling out, looking harmless.

"Junior brother, are you ready?"

Richard drew his sword, on guard, constantly exhaling white breath from his mouth and nose.

After the second bloodline alchemy, Richard's bloodline underwent a tremendous change.

First, Richard's muscles. As his blood vessels opened, Richard's already muscular physique swelled up like a balloon, and his height increased by nearly ten centimeters.

Secondly, there are the black scales on his body. Originally, these scales were only a thin layer, but with the second bloodline alchemy, they have become quite thick.

If Richard was a plate-armored knight before, then Richard has now evolved into an armored vehicle.

"Ready, senior brother."

"it is good."

Chuck shouted, and the chimeras in the arena rushed toward Richard like lightning.

boom!

Richard took two steps back, his sword-wielding arm trembling and numb, while two finger-deep wounds on his chest continued to drip blood.

Looking at the black wolf again, not a single hair had fallen out.

"What kind of power is this!?" Richard stared in shock at the seemingly harmless black wolf before him. The thing's power was on a completely different level from its appearance.

Moreover, this black wolf was not only strong and fast, but its claws were also far sharper than Richard had imagined.

The black scales on his body were like tofu in front of its claws.

"Hehe, junior brother, be careful." Chuck chuckled as he watched Richard falter. "Don't let Black's small size fool you, its physique is a solid thirty-nine points."

"While it can't compare to you in terms of muscle mass, it far surpasses you in quality."

Richard was shocked to hear this, never expecting that such a small thing would have such a high level of physical strength.

The black wolf pounced again, its speed as swift as lightning. But this time Richard was prepared; with a slight movement of his greatsword, a sharp howl rang out from its blade.

Wind Crow Slash.

Unfazed by the sword-wielding black wolf, it twisted its body in a flash, the trembling blade grazing its spine.

However, Richard is not a knight who only knows melee combat.

A red fireball suddenly appeared beside Richard and then shot towards Black Wolf like a meteor.

Boom!

The fireball exploded, and the scattered fire elements instantly blocked Richard's vision, but with his mental power, he still sensed something rapidly approaching him.

clang!

Hiss...

The black wolf's sharp teeth gripped the sword blade, making a sickening sound; the fireball spell had only caused its fur to curl slightly.

"How is that possible?"

Richard was shocked, but his hands didn't stop. With a flick of his wrist, sparks flew between the fangs and the blade. Looking closer, he saw a string of teeth marks on his sword from the black wolf.

"Hehe, junior brother, my chimera's defense is pretty good, isn't it?"

Chuck chuckled again in the room. This chimera was the pinnacle of his skills; its muscles and bones were all meticulously cultivated by him, and its defense was strong enough to ignore elemental damage below level 30.

Given Richard's current situation, no spell can harm the black wolf unless he uses the Fireball staff.

"Want to continue, junior brother? You can't win. How about you spend some money and I'll customize a training chimera for you?"

"Indeed impressive," Richard praised, but a confident smile played on his lips. "But senior brother, you underestimate me a bit."

If wizards relied solely on brute force in battle, they could never have become such a colossal force that conquered so many worlds.

Chuck shook his head; he really wouldn't turn back until he hit a brick wall.

Richard's strength was not even at the intermediate apprentice level, and he only carried a greatsword. Under these circumstances, there was no suspense in his battle with Black.

"Okay, then I'll continue."

After saying that, Chuck continued to control the black wolf to attack Richard from all angles.

Because he was not used to his body's sudden increase in strength, Richard was forced to retreat by the black wolf. Even the simplest pounce was very difficult for Richard to withstand, and the black wolf's claws left several bloody marks on his body from time to time.

However, Richard's second fusion was with the bloodline of a two-headed troll, which is known for its regenerative abilities. These bloodstains on Richard's body could not remain for more than a few seconds before they began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's even more powerful than his armlets.

It was through these repeated tackles that Richard gradually began to adapt to his body.

Ding.

Richard blocked the black wolf's attack again, and also used the blade of his sword to block the wolf's claws.

In just a few minutes, Richard had fully adapted to the high pressure of the battle.

"Junior brother, shall we continue?" Chuck's voice came from the other side of the room.

Richard smiled slightly upon hearing this. "Well, it's about time to wrap this up."

As he finished speaking, two fireballs suddenly appeared beside Richard. Seeing this, Chuck shook his head in disappointment.

Damage below level 30 is useless... huh?

A fireball flew towards him and exploded with a bang, the scattered fire elements instantly obscuring Chax's vision.

"wrong!"

Chuck was startled and quickly shared his senses with Black Wolf, but as another fireball exploded, Black Wolf's vision was also filled with fire.

The next moment, a greatsword fell on the black wolf's head.

boom!

The thick blade of the sword instantly slammed the black wolf to the ground. If Richard had used the Wind Raven Slash, this strike would have at least severed half of the black wolf's neck, if not its head.

"Senior brother, how was my move?" Richard approached Chax with his sword, a smug smile on his lips.

Wizards don't fight with just magic and brute force; wisdom is their greatest weapon.

Because Chuck was in a small room with extremely limited visibility, and he was controlling a chimera to attack, Richard discovered a weakness in his defenses.

If both Chuck and Black Wolf lose sight of each other, and the battle takes place outside the range of mental energy, then Chuck will be unable to determine Richard's location and will lose the initiative.

Although this method is difficult to use on the actual battlefield, no method is universally applicable.

"Sigh, I was careless." Chuck said with some annoyance, maneuvering the black wolf back into the bag. "I didn't expect you to pull this trick, junior brother."

"Haha, otherwise how could I have won?"

Richard chuckled, mentally assessing the gains from the battle.

He gained a lot from this battle. Besides adapting to his body and improving his combat skills, he also discovered a major flaw in himself—

That is, as an apprentice studying alchemy, his equipment was really terrible.

He only wore a few pieces of magical armor, most of which he obtained through the entrance exam. His greatsword, though made of excellent material, had absolutely no trace of alchemy; it was completely unrefined.

If word got out, people would think that George R.R. doesn't teach his formal apprentices anything.

Richard stroked his chin:

Looks like I need to upgrade my gear.

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(End of this chapter)