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Chapter 61 Rewards

Once the royal court enters the forest, it is like fish entering the sea.

An ordinary great swordsman has practiced his strength to the whole body and reached a state of not touching the body. The explosion speed of all strength is at least 30% faster than that of the royal court.

However, the forest terrain is extremely complex. If anyone dares to run wildly in the forest at the fastest speed, it will not take long to hit the ancient tree. Under that terrible acceleration, once the two collide with each other, let alone high-level swordsmen, even the great swordsmen will be hit and bloody, or even killed.

But Wang Ting didn't mind.

The sixth-level spiritual scale allows him to predict the attack trajectory of the bullet to a certain extent. No matter how fast his speed is, it is impossible to be faster than the bullets. The ancient trees that are still and constantly thrown behind him cannot create any image of his speed.

In less than an hour, Wang Ting had already left the pursuers far behind.

"call!"

After running for an hour, he consumed a lot of physical energy for the middle-level swordsman in the royal court. After stopping, he carefully controlled his breathing. After a while, he recovered slightly.

"Fifty-three star crystals, plus previous gains..."

Eighty-eight!

The number of star crystals in Wang Ting's hand has reached a terrifying number of eighty-eight.

"Ten days are almost here."

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

At this time, his face suddenly changed slightly and he quickly started to cough. After a while, a trace of blood was coughed up.

After a while, he controlled his breathing, regulated his body, and suppressed the faint pain of internal injuries.

"Chixin Sword Technique, such a terrible Cheixin Sword Technique. Although I have observed the trajectory of his sword through the sixth-level spiritual power and calculated his resonance frequency at the first time, I was still shocked by his resonance power... This was not my mistake, I have reached the limit I can do. However, the mid-level swordsman has only been refined into the bones and has not started to practice the internal organs. The power caused by resonance can be transformed into a sword and guided it out. However, this force also needs to be walked from my body. This kind of internal injuries will be left to me..."

The body is too weak.

The mid-level swordsman has not yet reached the level of pursuing the five internal organs.

"If I had the peak physical fitness of a great swordsman like him, Lie Dongyang's swordsmanship skills would not be able to pose a threat to me at all... No, there is no need for the peak physical fitness of a great swordsman. The great swordsman only needs to reach the cultivation level of a great swordsman, and practice the internal organs and the whole body, and can initially withstand the resonance attack. Lie Dongyang, the throne of the Taixuan No. 1 swordsman, may change his ownership."

Wang Ting muttered to himself.

It was less than half a year after I came to this world.

No, strictly counting it, it is actually less than three months.

In three months, the speed from high-level warriors to mid-level swordsmen was no longer slow. Even those marquis and dukes' direct members could not achieve this speed by spending a lot of training for treasures, but they still did not meet the expected goal of the royal court.

"Eighty-eight Star Crystals... The Sword Lord, please don't let me down."

Wang Ting thought to himself that he soon found a hidden tree hole, where he was recuperating the secret wounds left by Lie Dongyang's resonance force, and waited for the end of the mission.

The day passed quickly.

When the mission time officially ended, a divine light suddenly fell from the sky, directly covering the entire Wang Ting.

"Eighty-eight star crystals, the task is completed and the two bottles of water of life are rewarded."

A memory suddenly appeared in Wang Ting's mind.

It was as if he should have known this matter.

"This is……"

Wang Ting's face changed slightly. With spiritual sensing, all the eighty-eight star crystals in the space ring had disappeared. Instead, they were two transparent bottles with light blue light.

"The Water of Life?"

When Wang Ting secretly looked at the two bottles of life water and planned to take it out and study it carefully, the feeling of weightlessness that had just entered the map once again hit the whole body. Then, the surrounding environment had undergone tremendous changes.

The second ago, he was standing next to an ancient tree, conditioning his body, and was surrounded by the image of a primeval forest, full of damp and cold breath.

Now, he had already been in the temple of Bishui City, with people coming and going around him, and all kinds of mercenaries, merchants, and warriors were flowing endlessly, gathering in groups of three or five, four or six, making the entire temple a noisy.

The kind of forest was still a primeval forest one second, and the next second had already changed in human society, which made Wang Ting adapt for a while.

"Ah, great Mr. Swordsman, are you just finished your mission?"

Wang Ting came to his senses and a man in his thirties quickly came up and asked respectfully, with a faint heat in his eyes.

Almost at the same time, another man walked over quickly from the side and said gently: "Dear Mr. Swordsman, I am the deputy deacon of Bolan Trading Company. I don't know if there are any valuable items to be sold. If you need it, you might as well sell it to our Bolan Trading Company. Please rest assured that our Bolan Trading Company is one of the top ten trading companies in the Kingdom. We will definitely give you a price that will satisfy you."

"Handsome Swordsman, if you plan to sell the materials, you might as well consider our Fire Rose Trading Company."

Beside me, a woman dressed in an extremely hot and charming dressed up, and the autumn waves at the corner of her eyes were enough to make some people with weak minds fascinated.

This time, Wang Ting understood the reason why Zhou Guangming tried his best to get along with him.

The elves' territory is tens of millions of miles apart from this world. As he said, stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade, and things are rare and precious. Some of the originally ordinary things in the elves' territory can be sold at a good price when they are taken here.

Unfortunately, Wang Ting did not specifically collect some items that seemed to be of some value.

Shaking his head, Wang Ting ignored these people and soon walked out of the temple.

Seeing this, the people did not continue to get entangled and quickly found their new target.

The birth of a swordsman is very difficult, but under the huge population base, the number of swordsmen in the Taixuan Kingdom is still quite large, and these merchants cannot waste too much time on a swordsman, especially young swordsmen like Wang Ting who seem to have no strength.

"We should find a place to take the water of life. The water of life will be reborn and can be reborn, and it can be easily cleansed. There is a bottle of water of life. With its magical effect, I can quickly complete the mid-level swordsman stage cultivation and enter the high-level swordsman's practice."

Wang Ting pondered and had already walked out of the temple.

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(Today, a friend who was nearly a year old came back, which was delayed for a while. However, at the critical moment, Chengfeng suddenly woke up and had not updated it at night, so he pushed all the things he had next, ran back as soon as possible, hoping that he could still get the updates and fill in the updates!)
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