"You're so stupid, that's just a python, and you haven't killed it for so long! What is the sword in your hand used for? Is it used to chop firewood like last night?"
Ji Mo was sitting on a branch of a big tree, with his back against the trunk of the big tree, looking at little Aragorn who had his legs entangled by a python under the tree. While eating sweet fruits, he said sarcastic remarks without any hint of sarcasm. He looked worried for his little apprentice.
However, at the end of the season, he seems not to care on the surface, but in fact, he is always paying attention to the battle below that is not even a child's level for him. The true energy lingers in his fingers, and the meteor finger is already prepared. .
"Ha!" After hearing the reminder at the end of the season, little Aragorn, who was panicking because his legs were entangled by a python, summoned up the small amount of internal energy in his body and chopped down the huge python that was as thick as his waist. .
"Bah!"
The sharp elf sword fell on the python's body, and blood immediately burst out!
And the fishy-smelling blood sprayed on little Aragorn's face like ketchup squeezed out. Just as little Aragorn blinked unconsciously due to the blood on his face, the painful python's body collapsed. With a twist, little Aragorn was thrown out.
"Bang!" Little Aragorn's body flew out and hit the trunk of a big tree. The tree shuddered and a lot of leaves fell down.
"Ugh!" With a painful groan, little Aragorn felt as if his body had fallen apart and slid down the tree trunk. There was blood on the corner of his mouth, which was a symptom of internal injuries.
Seeing this, Ji Mo pointed his finger at the python and was ready to kill it, but at this moment, little Aragorn suddenly opened his eyes that had been closed unconsciously because of the blood.
"Interesting!" Seeing the determination in those blood-stained eyes, Ji Mo raised the corner of his mouth and slowly gathered the energy between his fingers.
"Ah!" With an angry roar, little Aragorn endured the pain of his body and got up from the ground when the python rushed towards him crazily. He used all his internal strength to throw the sword out.
"Bah!" A scalp-numbing voice sounded, but the thrown weapon pierced the python's neck and nailed it to the ground.
"His! His!"
The python had a bloody mouth and screamed in pain. Its huge body was sweeping around randomly, and the dirt and fallen leaves were flying, as if it was making a final struggle. Under this fierce struggle, it was nailed by a long sword. The neck on the ground was slowly lifting up with the long sword little by little.
Little Aragorn looked at the cold snake eyes, with a look of hesitation on his face. If he went over now and was hit by the opponent, the result would be tragic. But if he didn't go over, the python would be freed from the ground and recovered. If you are free, you will face greater dangers.
Two choices flashed through little Aragorn's mind, and then, after hesitating for a moment, little Aragorn gritted his teeth and rushed forward.
"Hoo!" The screaming wind swept past the side of little Aragorn's head. Little Aragorn rolled on the ground. After dodging the attack, he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword that was still stuck on the python's neck, and then Pressed hard to the left.
"Hiss!" The python let out its last harsh cry. The tail, which was full of power and was about to sweep down little Aragorn. With more than half of its neck cut off, it weakly pressed on little Aragorn's body. After exploding with all his strength, little Aragorn, who was also weak, fell directly to the ground.
"Da!" Ji Mo fell silently from the tree, put away the admiration in his eyes, put on a plain expression, walked to the little Aragorn who was pressed by the python corpse and was panting violently, and kicked him The python corpse kicked away and said: "Stand up!".
"is teacher!"
Little Aragorn carefully looked at Ji Mo's cold face, and the excitement of killing such a big prey for the first time in his heart quickly disappeared like a bucket of cold water.
"Are you happy!?"
"No, it's not!" Little Aragorn shook his head hurriedly.
"Huh? You think I can't tell?" Ji Mo raised his eyebrows and his voice became colder.
"Ah, yes!" Little Aragorn's face looked as bitter as a little eggplant.
At this moment, Ji Mo rubbed little Aragorn's head and said, "You're doing pretty well!".
"Ah!" Hearing Ji Mo's compliment, little Aragorn quickly raised his drooped head, his gray eyes narrowed, looking very happy.
Speaking of which, since leaving Rivendell, little Aragorn has been in the misty mountains around Rivendell for almost a month since the end of the season. In this month, starting from the small prey at the beginning, there are now five A huge python that is three meters long, little Aragorn is a child less than ten years old. Even though his own strength is far beyond that of his peers, even if he has reached the third-rate internal strength, he has done very well.
This kind of growth is not unpleasant, but little Aragorn rarely hears Ji Mo's praise. Now when he hears Ji Mo's praise, he actually feels a little embarrassed.
"You know why it's not so bad?"
While Ji Mo was talking, Yuan Li was already treating his injuries.
"Because I'm injured!" Wiping the blood on his face, little Aragorn looked ashamed.
"No, injuries in battle are inevitable, think about it carefully!"
For a child under ten years old, guidance is the best way.
Little Aragorn fell silent, scratched his head, remembered the last battle, and then said uncertainly: "Is it because I hesitated during the battle?".
"That's one point!" Ji Mo stretched out his hand towards the sword that belonged to little Aragorn on the ground. His internal force was running, and the sword on the ground was directly sucked into his hand by Ji Mo. With a shake of his arm, he used his internal force to shake off the blood on the sword and let it go. He came to little Aragorn and said, "Do you remember what I told you?".
"Yeah!" Little Aragorn nodded, took his weapon, and said, "Teacher said that the weapon in our hand is our protection...Teacher, you mean that I made a mistake by throwing the weapon out. ?".
"No! Quite the opposite!" Ji Mo squatted down, used his knife-like fingers to draw across the python's body, cut off a large piece of meat, stretched out his hand to lift it, and said, "You are worthy of praise for your flexible use. But at that time you had no confidence in shooting the python!"
"Yeah!" Little Aragorn understood what Ji Mo meant, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I know what you mean, teacher!".
"You mean, at the critical moment of the battle, when I still have other options, don't do anything I'm not sure about!"
"That's right!" Ji Mo smiled, threw the more than ten kilograms of python meat in his hand to little Aragorn, and said: "For the sake of your good cooking today, let's have barbecue today! Try it. The smell of this prey you hunted."
"Okay!!" Little Aragorn responded, looking at the snake meat in his arms, and said viciously: "I will chew this disgusting guy's meat carefully and eat it in bites!".
