The kobolds of the Black Well Tribe are also full of curiosity about this group of winged kin. Many kobolds have only heard of their existence but have never seen them, but that's all. Not much is derived from envy. Out of jealousy.
They are the kobolds of the Black Well Tribe. Not only do they have enough food, they also have their own dragon-seeking meditation. They only have a pair of flying leather wings, which is not worthy of their jealousy.
On the contrary, they gave more words of praise to Gavin. The leader is the leader. As long as he takes action, he will be invincible. If he goes out for a while, he will bring back a group of flying kobolds.
As for this group of Erds, they are only temporarily seconded to practice here for a period of time.
This premise is ignored by most kobolds.
As long as they have lived in the Black Well Tribe, can they still refuse the lifestyle here? When the time comes, they will definitely beg to join the Black Well Tribe.
Even if they were born in Yingya Cave, the mother clan of Heijing, this was no exception.
"Captain Buck, I wonder if you're interested, let's practice some skills."
As expected, Cangya, who was full of fighting spirit, couldn't help but ask Buck, the leader of Erd, for a battle. He knew that the opponent could fly, and the battle would be lost but not won.
Buck couldn't help but glance sideways at Gavin. After all, this was on someone else's territory.
Gavin raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Friendly discussions only determine the outcome, not life and death. Captain Buck just needs to be careful."
The leader of the family mentioned this. Buck drank all the ale in the mug, fluttered his wings, floated up, and said with a long smile, "Okay, let me see Captain Cangya's fighting power."
After entering the battlefield, Captain Buck landed with both claws on the ground, but did not take off. Instead, he held the dagger in front and back and said, "Wings are also part of my combat power. I don't fly high, but that doesn't mean I can't use them. Please careful."
Cangya nodded and said: "That's how it should be. It's unfair to ask the captain to fight on foot with me. If you further restrict your wings, it's no different than asking me to tie your legs. Please."
"Kill!" Captain Buck was not polite. He kicked the ground with both claws and used the vibration of his leather wings. This half-running and half-flying mode made his speed quite astonishing.
"Okay." Cang Ya shouted low, also lowered his body and rushed towards Captain Buck.
As Cangya ran at high speed, wisps of mist began to gather around his body. At first, everyone thought it was just an illusion.
By the time he fought with Captain Buck, his face was blurry and could not be seen clearly, and a layer of mist enveloped his body.
Both sides are taking the path of fighting quickly.
But the methods vary.
The pair of leather wings behind Captain Buck allowed him to change direction much more flexibly than ordinary people. As soon as the two crossed each other, his wings vibrated several times, and then he stopped his forward movement. With a push and a twist, he spun around and launched a violent storm attack from the side towards Cang Ya.
The fog around Cangya became thicker and thicker, and finally he could no longer be seen. Only his two swords stabbed or slashed from the fog from time to time, and they were extremely cunning.
Thanks to the rapid fanning of the leather wings behind Captain Buck, the whipping up wind weakened the concentration and diffusion speed of this fog. Otherwise, once he was sucked into the fog and unable to see his fingers, he would have no choice but to be slaughtered by the Cangya. .
This is the Hidden Mist Technique that Cangya harvested from this dragon-hunting ceremony. After ten days of digging, he has integrated this magic-like ability into the battle, making his combat effectiveness soar. No wonder, Facing a unique opponent like Captain Buck, he was still full of fighting spirit. He wanted to find a target to try on.
If Captain Buck hadn't happened to meet him at the right time, Gavin believed that he would have been the one to challenge Cang Ya tonight.
After the two fought for more than ten rounds, Gavin stood up and took the initiative to stop: "Both captains, it's almost done, just add to the fun. We'll settle this game as a draw. Why don't we change the battlefield and have a drink?" Decide the outcome."
"Okay!" Cangya and Buck cheered at the same time.
The former retracted the Hidden Mist Technique, and the latter retracted the leather wings and landed on the ground.
Obviously, they all know that there is no point in continuing to fight.
Buck couldn't dispel Cangya's hidden fog and couldn't find his true identity.
Cangya couldn't catch up with Buck with the help of his wings by running alone.
The two people who had fought against each other obviously felt a little sympathy for each other. They walked side by side to Gavin. They drank one glass of ale after another, and actually started a new battle. This one was also considered a draw. In the end, both of them They were staggering drunkenly, holding their arms and talking freely, and they seemed to have a harmonious relationship, as if they were old friends for many years.
This is also one of the greatest charms of wine.
The next day, when Gavin started special training for the Oards, Buck had not yet recovered from his hangover headache, so he could only rest for one more day.
Because Gavin's special training is about the concentration of their consciousness - using hypnotic suggestion to put them into a hypnotic state and condense their spiritual consciousness as much as possible.
Gavin didn't need their spiritual consciousness to really become as powerful as a psychic. He only needed them to be condensed enough to form a key, which was like a spark, igniting the psychic powers in the psychic stone and releasing it.
They don't need to understand the principles, they just need to know how to do it.
For this group of experienced warriors, with the help of Gavin's mental hypnotic suggestion, it is not difficult to do this. It does not take even three days, let alone three ten days.
Gavin set three ten days, not only because he needed time to accumulate psychic stones, but also because he was optimistic about Erd's aerial reconnaissance ability, and he could use it for free for a month, so no fool would use it.
Gavin was not polite to them at all. After completing the preliminary training, he asked Caesar to lead his team on a reconnaissance mission.
The simple Erds didn't think much about it and thought it was part of the special training.
In addition, Gavin also further explored and optimized Mind Blast.
Different from other psychic powers, this power was discovered by himself and can be used without turning on the psychic, but the reaction is relatively large.
Now that he has a lot of psychic knowledge, he finds that this psychic ability is very crude. It means bombarding the opponent's brain with his own psychic ability, and using intense pain to interfere with the opponent.
As the enemies you face become more and more powerful, the power of this move becomes more and more limited and varies from person to person.
Those creatures with low IQs that have not undergone special consciousness training have very weak resistance.
The half-ogre was a typical example. He slashed him three or five times with a sharp blade, and it seemed like nothing happened. Gavin's mind blast could make him kneel down, and he couldn't breathe for several rounds.
On the contrary, Vic, who looked thin and frail, had a high resistance to this attack. Once he was hit, it only hurt for half a round, as if nothing happened.
Gavin is now detonating his mind and further twisting and weaving it.
Extracting the psychic ability as a thread is like wrapping a ball of yarn around and around. However, this kind of thread is not a single thread, but multiple threads entangled together, and the mind is covered with a net. Ball of yarn.
Not only was it wrapping around, but it was also being compressed and compressed again and again. When the mind blast took shape again, Gavin could vaguely feel its shape - it was clearly a bullet - a A psychic bullet.
Zhang You's influence is really everywhere. Whenever I think of penetration and long-range shooting, the first thing that comes to mind is often firearms.
Now even playing with psychic abilities has become a firearms style.
