Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

Chapter 45: Unexpected

【三叠劲lv5（60/1600）】→【三叠劲lvMax（0/3200）】

[Attribute Points +1]

[The experience gained from the Triple Force technique has reached its limit!]

Please upgrade your martial arts skills as soon as possible.

【Triple Strike Power lvMax (3200/3200)】→【Triple Strike Power lvMax (To be upgraded)】

[Attribute Points +1]

[Fist Bone] → [Fist Bone II]

[Level 1 Effect: Significantly increases the hardness of finger bones during boxing.]

Level 2 Effect: The punch's force penetrates the body, piercing through surface defenses and causing blunt force trauma to the interior. Simultaneously, it enhances the ability of the finger bone structure to withstand reaction forces.

Three broken wooden stakes lay haphazardly on the ground. Lorne sat on a pile of straw, with five empty glass bottles at his feet.

In about a day and a half, with the help of Qingmu Liquid and Lorne's perseverance, he leveled up the Three-Fold Strength to the maximum level.

At the same time, I gained another 2 attribute points, and my talent [Fist Bone] was upgraded to level II.

From then on, the two martial arts skills that Lorne had mastered could no longer generate attribute points, making his remaining 4 attribute points extremely precious.

[Expansion Points: 0] [Progress: 4.7% (0.3% until next stage)]

The progress of the exploration point has increased a little, and after thinking about it, it must be because of the contact with the potion.

Before learning new martial arts, Lorne's biggest headache is how to upgrade his existing martial arts.

I do have some ideas about breathing techniques; combining them with the Knight's Breathing Technique might yield unexpected results.

It's called the Three-Layer Force, a pure technique for generating power, and has absolutely nothing to do with witchcraft or anything like that.

The subsequent upgrade path will most likely be cut off as a result, unless Lorne is exceptionally capable and can independently deduce the Triple Force to a higher level.

Let's focus on opening the mental sea and crafting runes from now on...

Lorne pulled five parchment scrolls out of his bag.

While improving his proficiency in the Three-Fold Force technique, he was not idle either.

He had almost mastered the patterns of the three runes: "Dust Removal," "Water Gathering," and "Resilience."

You can try making it as long as you have the materials.

As for 'Protection' and 'Spiritual Vision', Lorne still only has a superficial understanding and needs to spend more time learning them...

The afternoon sun was dazzling, shining directly onto the floor through the wooden window, and the dust in the air was clearly visible in the beams of light.

Lorne took out the blueprints for the 'Protection' rune and began to study them.

First, gnaw off the softer bones...

"Spiritual vision" is still too much for him at his current level.

strange?

How come this auxiliary pattern...?

Time slipped away amidst Lorne's doubts and mutterings.

The setting sun cast long shadows through the window panes, blurring and softening the glaring light.

"Lorne".

The door was gently pushed open, and Leodan strode to the wooden cage in two quick steps: "The chieftain wants to see you."

After yesterday's setback, Leodan's attitude became much more humble, and he stopped calling out "human, human" altogether.

Instead of showing disdain and contempt, they called out Lorne's name.

The tone is still very forceful; one's personal speaking style and manner are not so easily changed.

"Alright." Lorne stuffed all the parchment into the leather bag, got up, and left the wooden cage.

Having been confined in a cage, they didn't need to worry too much about Sodrion's arrival.

Now I'm at least half free, so I should welcome this opportunity with utmost seriousness.

Before long, Lorne spotted Sodrion walking slowly with a cane.

Lorne greeted it as it reached the front of the house: "Mr. Sodrion."

"Hmm," Sodrion replied and went into the small house.

"I've come here mainly for two things," Sodrion said bluntly.

"The random teleportation array has been set up."

After resolving the problem of the undead creatures, Sodrion spent half a day healing the injured elves in his tribe.

Most of them are minor injuries, and only a very few are affected by negative energy and require treatment with Sunflower Orchid.

He then gave a brief speech to reassure the frightened people.

With the remaining time, Sodrion set about repairing and setting up the random teleportation array, which was completed today.

"Yes, Mr. Sodrion." Lorne nodded. "Please grant me another half a day."

Mia hadn't finished refining the low-level Starshine Potion yet, so leaving now was still a bit rushed.

I'll at least wait until I formally say "goodbye" to Mia and pack my things before making any further moves.

After all, once this parting is over, I probably won't return to the elven settlement again in my lifetime.

Sodrion understood Lorne's thoughts and thus extended the deadline: "Come to the teleportation array at noon tomorrow."

"Okay." Lorne nodded in agreement. "And the second thing?"

Sodrion took out a familiar square box: "The second thing is to give this to you."

The icy blue flames on the life box had been extinguished, and a thin layer of golden light covered them.

"I have managed to remove the cursed soul within, leaving only pure negative energy."

Sodrion handed the life box to Lorne and explained how to use it.

The most important point is that you must use your mental power to expel the negative energy from the crypt while setting up the necromancy spell.

"This life box is of little use to me now, but it might be helpful for your future cultivation."

"Thank you, Mr. Sodrion." Lorne stuffed the life box into the leather bag.

He hasn't decided which path to take as a wizard yet, and he hasn't become a wizard apprentice, so he doesn't understand the classification of spells.

Necromantic magic was still too early for him at this point.

"Then I'll be going now." Sodrion didn't intend to stay any longer, and after explaining two things, he hurriedly left.

Leodan followed, saying, "Chieftain, I've come to see you off."

"Leaving tomorrow..." Lorne put away the leather bag, glanced back at the broken fence, and felt a pang of sadness.

Having stayed here for so long, it's time to return to the Black Sun Tower.

Fortunately, the benefits were proportional to the time... Lorne patted the leather bag slung over his shoulder and stepped out of the small house.

I've been sweating a lot these past two days practicing the Three-Fold Strength exercise, and I haven't had a chance to wash myself properly.

The body odor was quite strong.

The elves in the settlement had become accustomed to Lorne's presence and would not disturb him, only occasionally peeking out through the wooden windows.

Escaping the curious gazes of the crowd, Lorne walked to the edge of the poplar grove.

The waist-high thatch bushes were still rustling and swaying in the gentle breeze.

It was here that I met Mia... Lorne's thoughts were pulled back to a week ago.

It happened so quickly, without us even realizing it.

After the bath, let's say a proper goodbye to the little one...

The flowing water gurgled and reflected Lorne's face like a mirror.

During my few days in the elven settlement, my face has become quite thin.

I've been eating fried potatoes every day, which has made me lose my appetite these past few days.

He scooped up a puddle of river water and splashed it on his face.

The river water is still cool, just like yesterday.

Lorne has completely given up on the bounty for the Tears of the Elf, and there are still those unanswered questions about the Kenlar race...

"Splash—"