Wizard Immortal

Chapter 39 Battle Qi

The past few days have flown by.

At dawn, as the sun was just rising, Adir walked to the edge of the camp, carrying his sword.

There is a flat area where a small training ground has been specially planned for the soldiers to use, which is also where Adir usually trains.

It was just dawn, and there weren't many people around.

Adir quietly walked to the edge and slowly drew his sword.

Wow!

The sharp sound of a longsword cutting through the air rang in my ears, accompanied by a gust of wind as it hurtled forward.

A few meters in front of Adir, a crack appeared on the two-meter-high wooden stake, neat and sharp, without any debris flying out.

Seeing this, Adir seemed to understand something.

He slowly raised his hand, instantly activating the life seed within his body, causing a mysterious power newly generated within him to take effect.

Tiny silver specks appeared in his hand, conspicuous in the sunlight, and moved continuously, wrapping around his arm.

Adir walked forward, looked at the huge wooden stake in front of him, clenched his fist and punched it hard forward.

bump!!

A tremendous crash echoed from the spot.

The massive wooden stake, which had been secured, was trembling violently, as if it had been struck by an extremely powerful force.

Feeling the force returning to his body, Adir withdrew his hand and quietly looked in front of him.

In the center of the wooden stake, a large pit had appeared, almost pierced through, leaving behind a pile of debris.

"This is battle aura, the power of a great knight?"

Looking at the result of his actions, Adir muttered to himself.

After several days of recuperation, his injuries have completely healed, and the life seed within his body is growing rapidly, driving his body to transform quickly. Now, the adaptation period has finally ended.

Upon reaching the Grand Knight stage, the life energy within the knight's body will be further sublimated, no longer confined to the body, but extending outwards to unleash tremendous power.

This power, known as battle aura, is exclusive to great knights and possesses immense power.

"But why is my battle aura silver?"

Standing there, looking at the wisps of battle aura emerging from his palm, Adir said with some doubt, "Is it because of the influence of that unknown power, or is it because I am a half-elf?"

He thought of himself with silver hair and couldn't help but think of it.

Previously, Adir had searched for a lot of information about knights, some from books and some from the personal accounts of veteran knights like Fular, and the results were all similar.

According to those records and accounts, the characteristic of life energy diffusion within a normal knight's body should be a conspicuous white.

As for someone like Adir, the only explanation is bloodline.

Without paying much attention to the issue, Adir walked to the side and continued experimenting with his new power.

As more and more people gathered around him, he looked at the sky and then left.

As time went on, the situation in the North became increasingly chaotic.

Because of the severe demobilization in the past, almost all of Count Poria's soldiers have now been transferred to the front lines, leaving too few soldiers to guard various places. Therefore, Fular and others can only lead a small number of elite troops to suppress the rebellion in various places.

Adir spent a month in these chaotic conditions until the troops at the front were about to return, at which point he was reassigned and returned to the castle with Fular and the others.

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At noon, the sound of horses' hooves echoed across the fields.

"Adir, they're here!"

Beside Adir, Elwa's excited voice rang in his ears.

He forced himself to look into the distance, where a banner of a golden lion was being unfurled.

At this moment, the castle gates slowly opened, and Count Poria, dressed in formal attire with a rapier at his waist, led his men out with a broad smile.

Beside him, Knight Fular, his face solemn, was leading his personal guards, closely following Count Poria at the front line.

In the distance, several knights also broke away from the group and quickly headed towards Count Poria.

"Akadila, my friend!"

Upon reaching nearly a thousand, and seeing the familiar figure opposite him, Count Poria smiled happily, seemingly delighted by the other's return: "I knew you would bring me victory and good news, didn't you?"

Before him, a robust middle-aged man in white armor rode slowly closer on horseback, and upon hearing Count Poria's words, a smile also appeared on his face.

He looked handsome and sunny, but with a hint of arrogance and haughtiness. When he saw Count Poria stepping forward in person, he didn't feel nervous at all, and simply said naturally, "Of course, my friend."

Seeing the knight's casual demeanor, Count Poria's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, but he concealed it well and showed no sign of it, instead laughing heartily as he congratulated him.

"So this is Lord Arcadilla! Truly valiant!"

Standing beside Adir, Elwa looked at Akadira, who was chatting and laughing with his father, with an expression of admiration and respect on his face.

Beside him, Adir's face remained expressionless, but he looked at the distant army with a somewhat solemn expression.

In the distance, a knightly order clad in black leather armor stood silently, each of them stained with blood, as if they had just experienced a great battle, exuding an aura of iron and blood.

This was almost the strongest army Adir had ever seen in this world; on the surface, it was even stronger than the personal guard led by Count Poria himself.

Ahead, Count Poria chatted with Fular and Akadilla for a while, and then quickly led them toward the castle.

During this process, Adir noticed that the Black Knights directly under Akadilla had headed in another direction, seemingly not stationed in the castle, but rather assigned to another location.

"Are you Adir?" A voice suddenly rang in his ears, startling him.

Adir looked up and saw a handsome blond man looking at him; it was Akadilla.

"Lord Arcadilla!" The moment Adir saw the other person, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if a pressure was emanating from the knight in front of him, causing him to instinctively become wary.

The voice of the chip in my mind rang out at that moment.

"Name: Akadilla. Strength: 7.5. Agility: 7.1. Constitution: 7.7."

"Ding! This target poses a certain degree of danger. It is recommended that you move away!"

At that moment, Adir was startled, and his whole body tensed up instantly.

Compared to Count Poria, who is also a Grand Knight, this Akadilla is far stronger. Even Adir has to take him seriously, or he could capsize if he is not careful.

"Name: Adir Fakus. Strength: 6.9. Agility: 6.9. Constitution: 7.2."

This is Adir's current data. After more than a month, he has made explosive progress and is several times stronger than before.

Based on this data, if they were to actually face off against the opponent, Adir was confident that he could suppress the opponent to a certain extent by virtue of the advantage brought by the chip. However, if he wanted to kill the opponent head-on, not to mention the probability of success, even if he succeeded, he would have to pay an extremely high price.

"Don't be so nervous!"

Across from Adir, Akadira noticed Adir's bowed head but didn't seem to mind, simply laughing, "I'm just here to celebrate you becoming a knight!"

He patted Adir on the shoulder, smiled at him, and then left.

(End of this chapter)