Jack left on his own, leaving Rick in the petrified state.

This guy seemed to refuse to let me go. What did you want to do? Realizing that Jack would not be malicious, Rick immediately opened the map. At the border of the Lion Empire, not far from the Water Misty Forest, there was indeed a small country called Light Ban. The territory of this principality is less than one percent of the Lion Empire. It is easy to ignore it if you don’t look carefully.

"Do you want to become stronger?" Jack, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and asked.

Rick's heart seemed to miss a beat. He knew that if he didn't seize this opportunity, he would be destined to be a mediocre person for the rest of his life.

...

Outside the city of light.

As Rick saw on the map, this principality is actually a city-state, but this small country is not weak. Near the rain forest, it has become a place where many mercenaries have settled. The environment in which the light plate Principal is located is good. Compared with the lion empire separated by a large mountain range, it is not dry, but rainy, which is quite suitable for people to live in.

As the population grew, the mercenaries did not have to bother to go to other places to sell their trophy, and business developed as a result. The Principality of Light Pan did not only have economic and environmental advantages. As an ancient knight kingdom, people here were instilled with the spirit of chivalry from birth, so the martial arts style was very strong.

From a political perspective, the Cato Empire established the Alliance of Light with many principalities. As the head of the principality, the Light Pan Principal also believed in the goddess of light and also obtained the protection of the Cato Empire.

It’s a pity that the Kuangban Principality is too small after all. No matter how superior the conditions are, it will never be able to fight against the three empires.

Rick was walking through the crowd, admiring the unique simple and ancient buildings.

Soon, the two of them found a hotel and settled down.

"Can you make me stronger?" Rick asked, pushing open Jack's door.

He took a sip of the black tea in front of him and nodded.

"Want to take you as your teacher?" Rick asked quickly. "Of course not. I'm just helping you as your friend, that's all." Jack smiled.

Friend Rick knows that they don’t have any friendship and if they insist on getting involved, they can only say that Jack is his savior.

"Do you still remember this?" Jack took out a leather water bag from somewhere.

"Dragon Blood?" Rick suddenly woke up.

"Dragon blood can greatly improve a person's physical fitness and increase the physical strength of an ordinary person to the limit." Jack smiled and handed the dragon blood bag to Rick.

Rick raised his eyebrows and said happily: "That means, can I practice Dou Qi?"

This news is a timely help to Rick, who cannot practice fighting spirit and magic.

Jack nodded and said, "But dragon blood has a great stimulation to human bodies. Can you bear it?" Rick was stunned and then said, "How can you know if you don't try it!" After that, he took the dragon blood from Jack. He unscrewed the bottle stopper, and a fishy smell came to his face.

Rick frowned, pinched his nose with his hands, raised his head high, and was about to drink it in one sip, the bag of dragon blood in his hand disappeared instantly.

Just when Rick was puzzled, he saw Jack holding dragon blood in his hand and looking at him with an idiot's eyes.

"Dragon blood is not for drinking." Jack sighed helplessly. He said, "You will definitely feel better if you drink it directly."

Rick smiled awkwardly, "Hahaha, what should I do?"

"Page it all over your body and keep it for an hour or two."

He snatched the dragon blood from Jack's hand. Rick ran back to his room without saying a word, looking at the dragon blood in his hand as if he was precious.

He immediately took off his whole body without leaving any trace, sat on the wooden floor, and poured the dragon blood from the water bag into his hands.

The extremely itchy feeling immediately came from the palm of his hand. Rick gritted his teeth and wiped the dragon blood on every part of his body. He applied layers after layers until the dragon blood in the water bag was empty.

Rick sat cross-legged, pressing his hands on his legs, his whole body trembling as if he was locked in an ice cave.

His whole body was itchy, but he didn't dare to scratch it, and it twitched like epilepsy. Rick's teeth kept rubbing, and gradually he felt that the pain was no longer so itchy, and when he felt that it was no longer so itchy, the pain like being burned up came up again.

Rick now felt surrounded by burning dry firewood, and the burning pain did not stop for a moment.

Persist! Persist! Rick shouted in his heart. If he couldn't pass this level, then he still had the perseverance to practice fighting spirit.

Venus was already appearing in front of him, and maybe he would faint in the next second.

Suddenly, Rick was surprised to find that the dragon blood on his body was slowly sucked in by the skin. As the pain disappeared, the last drop of dragon blood was also absorbed in his body, but the skin was a little red.

But Rick was puzzled that his body had not changed much, but he felt refreshed and his energy improved a lot.

He put on his clothes again, trying to find Jack to solve his doubts.

When the door opened, Rick suddenly found Jack leaning outside the door.

This guy doesn't really have quirks, right...

Rick thought, squinting his eyes.

Jack naturally wouldn't know what he was thinking. He said enthusiastically: "Dragon blood has been deposited in your body, and you need more exercise to effectively stimulate it, thereby greatly improving your body."

"Damn! I have to practice slowly after a long time, so I'm happy for nothing." Rick couldn't help but curse.

Jack smiled and said, "With the stimulation of dragon blood, your cultivation speed will be one hundred times that of ordinary people until your body reaches the limit of the human race."

Rick's eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Wow, what should I do?"

Jack glanced at the ring crack that never left his body and said, "As a swordsman, how can you not use a sword?"

Rick was stunned.

In the days that followed, Rick got up early every day for morning jogging, which greatly played the role of dragon blood in exercise.

Every afternoon, Jack will hand him over the sword technique himself. This is also the moment Rick is most looking forward to every day. With the guidance of a powerful man from the Holy Land, he can avoid many detours.

The ring crack in his hand was lifted away. Jack put the magic sword around his neck.

Of course, neither of the swords were unsheathed to avoid accidental injury.

"The fifty-ninth time. You have died fifty-nine times in total these days." Jack smiled.

To be fair, Jack did not use magic, and the two of them were purely competing with the skills of using swords.

Rick got up from the ground in a mess. He was already bruised by the scabbard of the magic sword and his body was covered with bruises. Fortunately, he had dragon blood to help him recover and would not be too hurt.

"Come again." Rick shook his hand with the knocked ring crack. He watched Jack's every move vigilantly.

Jack's sword can only be described in three words: fast, accurate, and cruel. He almost kills his life by making moves.

The magic sword stabbed Rick with strong wind.

Rick took a half step back, and the ring slashed in front of his chest, trying to stagger the magic sword.

Jack smiled faintly, the trajectory of the sword changed strangely, and the sword tip pressed hard on Rick's ribs through the sheath.

Looking at Rick Jack rolling on the ground, smiling: "Sixty times..."

...

In the infinite abuse, Rick survived a difficult half month.

What is worthy of reward is that his body, under the training and the inspiration of dragon blood, finally reached the limit of his body and was able to practice fighting spirit.

Rick also learned all Jack's unique skills, of course, only the first two styles of the "Demon Sword Technique" that do not require fighting spirit as support.

He had seen Jack demonstrate the magic sword technique in the last five styles, and the power contained in each move was extremely destructive. The sixth style had the momentum of destroying the world.

As for the final seventh stance, Jack said he couldn't perform it well either.

Rick silently wrote down the essence of the Magic Sword Art. He hoped that he could use it one day.

I have to say that Rick's learning talent is still very good. In just half a month, he has a good mastery of swordsmanship. Jack can no longer knock him down as easily as he had been half a month ago.

However, Rick was not proud of being able to take the next few moves. He was still self-aware. The fighting spirit, elemental power or magic power of the demons possessed by the powerful people in the Holy Realm are the most important parts of their strength.

Touching the blue gem on the hilt of the ring-breaking sword, Rick suddenly asked, "What do you mean when you are in the rain forest?"

Jack replied, "This ring crack in your hand has the same sword spirit as my magic sword Aphipus."

"Sword Spirit?"

"Well. A weapon with a soul will become stronger as the master's ability increases. The sword spirit grows to a certain extent and can have a spiritual connection with the master."

Rick looked at Huanli curiously and thought to himself: "The things the goddess gave me are indeed not ordinary."

"What a pity is that you have never recognized your master's blood, so this ring crack is still in a state of unattachedness." Jack said lightly.

Rick slapped his forehead. He had read many novels that require blood to recognize the master. He regretted how he forgot this.

Under Jack's command, a drop of blood dripped on the gem at the hilt of the sword. The blue gem instantly absorbed the blood from Rick's fingers, and the blue light flashed away.

Rick actually found that the ring crack seemed to be a living creature, and he seemed to be able to feel it breathing.

"The sword spirit is sealed in the sapphire. You don't have the fighting spirit yet and cannot untie it." Jack explained: "This kind of gem is called the Space Stone, which can store items. There are three types of gems, white, purple, and blue. The best blue space stone can accommodate spiritual consciousness and even souls."

It seems that this sword is not simple, Rick thought, stroking the Space Stone on the hilt of the sword.

Cultivating Dou Qi is the most important thing for Rick now.

So he left the hotel and rushed all the way to the Swordsman League in Guangban City.

Like the Swordsman League, the Knights League, and the Magician Temple have branch temples in every big city. In addition to communicating with each other and exchanging items, the most important thing is to test a person's strength.

Jack is born with the unique magic power of the demon clan and does not need to cultivate any fighting spirit, so he does not have any secrets such as fighting spirit.

In order to cultivate fighting spirit, Rick could only choose the Swords League. As for the Knights League, he would not even think about it if he could not ride a horse at all.

After stepping into the temple gate, the crowd was surging in the square. After a lot of effort, Rick finally found the registration office.

An old man leaned against a chair and glanced at the square with empty eyes, looking extremely bored.

Seeing Rick coming, the old man said expressionlessly: "Why are you doing?"
To be continued...