Lu Mingfei, become the King of Elden!

Chapter 259 Snacks are an indispensable part of the experience.

Following the instructions and movements on the parchment, Lu Mingfei began to practice his combat skills.

"After spinning, a series of thrusts?"

He muttered to himself, gripping one of the greatswords tightly.

Following the instructions, he activated his inner energy, twisting his waist and rotating his body, turning his wrists—

Whoosh whoosh!
He thrust repeatedly with the tip of his sword, his combat skills quickly activated at his command.

He was a little clumsy when he first used it, but after practicing it three times in a row, Lu Mingfei completely mastered this new combat technique.

However, he soon realized that this combat technique was not suitable for him.

It lacks power and flexibility for large weapons.

This move might be more suitable for weapons like rapiers and straight swords.

"Then this battle was fruitless?"

Lu Mingfei sat down dejectedly, feeling annoyed as he looked at the dung beetle crawling around in front of him.

He didn't plunder much rune from the Night Riders, and neither the armor nor the weapons he obtained were suitable for him, nor were the combat techniques appropriate for his fighting style.

"It's barely enough to break even."

he muttered.

Just then, a familiar female voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Stab it."

Lu Mingfei was slightly taken aback, not understanding Melina's meaning, and subconsciously asked:
Whom to stab?

"That gray dung beetle."

"?"

Lu Mingfei scratched his head, feeling somewhat puzzled:

"I wouldn't go so far as to take my anger out on a bug, especially since it's filthy."

Melina whispered in his ear:

"It is a transporter of all kinds of treasures and valuables."

If you don't intervene, it will slip away.

Treasure? Valuables?
Before Melina could finish speaking, Lu Mingfei's wrist had already moved.

Whoosh!
With a whooshing sound, the greatsword that was lying beside him was swiftly thrown out, turning into a silver meteor in the air.

click!
The sword struck the crawling body of the dung beetle precisely, cleaving it in two. Its slender legs trembled and quickly lost their strength.

Lu Mingfei stepped forward, pulled the Lost Knight's Greatsword from the soil, then squatted down and fiddled with the insect's corpse.

Nothing happened.

Where is the treasure?

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself, subconsciously glancing around. Even though Melina didn't speak, he quickly locked onto his target.

silence.

"Could it be that dung ball?"

"Yes."

A clear, ethereal female voice rang out.

Lu Mingfei hesitated for a moment.

Are you sure? Is there really treasure inside?

Melina's voice did not ring out again; she seemed to have already looked away from Lu Mingfei, or perhaps she was too lazy to explain.

"Alright alright."

Lu Mingfei sighed, muttering words of self-comfort:

"Having bathed in blood all day, rolled in mud pits, and waded through crimson swamps, what's a little stuff like rummaging through dung heaps for props?"

His acceptance level is already exceptionally high.

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to pry it open with his hands, but after thinking about it, he felt it was too disgusting. He then raised the Greatsword of the Lost Knight and tried to pry it open with the tip of the sword, but he hesitated to do so.

He felt it was hard to bear treating his beloved sword, which had accompanied him through thick and thin, in this way.

In the end, he chose to take out a dagger from his spatial storage and carefully clean the feces of the unknown creature off the dung ball.

As the yellowish-green solid containing grass was peeled away little by little, the hidden object was finally revealed. 'There really was something there.'

He said to himself.

It seems that Melina, the substitute witch, is as reliable as ever.

Lu Mingfei used a tattered piece of clothing to wipe the item clean and discovered that it was actually a small parchment scroll.

"Double happiness?"

Lu Mingfei was stunned:

"Is it such a coincidence?"

It's such a coincidence.

He opened the scroll and glanced at its contents.

It really is a combat skill.

Moreover, this combat skill seems much more practical than that damn "combo".

[Combat Skill: Determination]

[The knights' combat technique. They move their weapons towards their eyes, point them towards the sky, strengthen their resolve, and amplify the power of their next attack.]

The learning difficulty of "Determination" is significantly more complex than that of "Combo," requiring a more refined grasp of the human body's essence and greater strength.

As expected of "the knights' combat skills," Lu Mingfei had to admit that to successfully learn this combat skill, one's own strength must indeed reach at least the level of a "knight," that is, an "elite."

In other words, if you want to master this combat skill, you have to be a "Knight of Grik".
Lu Mingfei repeatedly processed the information he had gathered in his mind and began to practice.

He took a deep breath, placed the sword in front of his chest, and pointed the tip of the sword firmly towards the sky, trying to gather his strength.
hum.

After reaching a peak, the energy fluctuated slightly before dissipating completely.

Failed.

Lu Mingfei tried to release it several more times, becoming more and more familiar with the operating principle, but without exception, he failed each time.

what happened?

Lu Mingfei frowned.

He clearly followed the instructions strictly. Even if the results were poor, he should have succeeded at least once or twice.
He pondered for a moment, then realized that he might have missed a crucial point, so he took out the scroll again and read it carefully.

"Look to what's in front of you, point to the sky, and reaffirm your resolve, reaffirm your resolve?"

Is it because I'm not focused enough, or because my resolve isn't strong enough?
Just like the Greatsword's combat skill "Vengeance Oath," which is described as "making an oath to the Greatsword to avenge one's clan," it's not actually that demanding. You just need to identify the target and make the oath with a purpose like "revenge" or "protection" in mind to trigger the combat skill.

Lu Mingfei reached this conclusion after numerous experiments.

With that in mind, he decided to try releasing it one more time.

He took a deep breath and once again held the greatsword in his right hand upright in front of his chest, the tip pointing directly at the gloomy sky.

He closed his eyes and began to mobilize his energy.

"Firmly resolve..."

Lu Mingfei silently repeated it to himself, trying to grasp that feeling.

Distracting thoughts surged like a tide, but he forcibly suppressed them.

The energy flowed between the sword and the body, like a slippery catfish, difficult to condense, and showed signs of dissipating again.

Determination? What exactly is this determination?
Is it the determination to slay the enemy? Or the determination to become stronger?
No.

wrong.

It's not that complicated.

Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, a knowing glint in his golden pupils.

He got it.

It is the determination to "hit the target"! It is the determination to "kill"! It is the resolve to channel one's will into the next strike even if it means self-destruction!

He struck a pose once again.

The energy within his body began to converge and compress wildly towards the sword, causing it to emit a low hum.

It worked!
The sword was surrounded by white energy, and Lu Mingfei could feel the amplification of his power from it.

He decisively swung the blow at the boulder in front of him.

(End of this chapter)