Nine worlds

Dimeng stayed in the room for more than an hour before slowly opening his eyes from the sweltering heat, and his face was flushed, maybe he remembered something: Don't let me see you or me It must make you look good. .

The emotional fluctuations in the room were quickly discovered by Nan Hu; Nan Hu anxiously pushed open the wooden door: What's wrong, child? ?Nan Hu suddenly pushed the door open and came in, making Di Meng hesitate for a while at a loss!

what! !I, I, I'm fine, teacher, maybe it's too hot in the room. .

It's hot in the room?Nan Hu looked at Dimeng suspiciously: How could it be so hot before the hot season. .

Nanhu's muttering to himself made Dimeng wish to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, so he could only pretend to be sloppy, teacher, I'm fine, I'm fine; hahahahaha! !

Well, it's fine!Come show me your holy pattern. .

After a long time, when Nan Hu withdrew his hand, the soft sigh still reached Di Meng's ears!Perhaps Dimeng had known for a long time that this would be the case so that he could accept all this calmly. .

Children, don't be discouraged. Although the level of the holy pattern is very important to us swordsmen or magicians, it is not absolute. As long as you work hard, the teacher believes that you will succeed. .

Well, teacher, I know, I will not give up becoming a Heavenly Paladin. .

That's good, that's good!However, it is not that simple to become a Heavenly Paladin. Now that you don't have the help of the holy pattern, the difficulties you will face in the future will be several times more difficult than others, so you still have to be mentally prepared. .

Teacher, I know that in a year I have prepared and I will not give up. .

That's good, haven't seen it for over a year!Let the teacher see if your sword is still as sharp and fast as before. .

Good teacher!After speaking, the two of them walked out of the room one after another; don't hold your hand and let the teacher take a good look at whether you really haven't given up now. .

En, nodded in response, Dimeng suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at the wooden stake he had hacked countless times with the sword. Maybe he still had an inexplicable hatred for Wang Ling in his heart, so he directly killed the wooden stake with this sword. There was also a muffled sound that pierced through the courtyard wall not far away.

Nan Hu was shocked when he saw this scene. You must know that this wooden stake is a dead wood from the rock swamp that he selected from the center of the Dead Marsh Forest. After processing, it was specially used for the practice of Emperor Meng, who was still a little girl at that time, like this Not to mention the emperor's dream of a high-level swordsman, even a high-level swordsman or magician should not try to destroy or penetrate it.

Compared with Nanhu's shock, Dimeng also looked stunned. Looking back, I never caused any substantial damage to this wooden stake. At most, it only left a scratch on it. Now it is pierced by myself with a single sword. Thorough!Dimeng stared blankly at the wooden pile in front of him, his eyes were full of disbelief. .

After being shocked, Nan Hu hurried forward to check the stake, and finally murmured: How is this possible. .

What's wrong with the teacher?Is there any problem? ?

Dimeng's words made Nanhu come back from the shock very quickly. It's nothing more than a stake. Is it so powerful that you practiced at home this year, my child? ?

at home?Dimeng thought about it for a while before answering: No, let alone using the power like today, even if I think about it, I don’t dare to think about it. I don’t know why it is like this today, Dimeng shook his head and said strangely.

Children with penetrating power like this, let me tell you the truth, even knights or wizards can't play it at all, and they can't do it without sage knights or sage magisters. . .

What?Dimeng was stunned for a while, staring blankly at the sword in his hand in a daze!