Chapter 31
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Chapter 31: We are inexplicably going to have a contest
Robb replied, "I feel pretty good about myself."
Little Yi coldly said, “It’s just your feeling. I have never seen a lazy strong man. You won’t get strong without diligent practice.”
"That's your misunderstanding." Robb spread his hands and said, "Before you met me, my guild was unique. It was one in a million. How many players were there in "Dark Blade"? I was the first to take the clothes back then. I had several nicknames: The Grinding Emperor, The Demon of Xiuxian, Virgo's Feak, and the Pervert, who died while doing a patch update. My grinding tendency has long since been deemed a legend; although I've left the game, my legend is still being spread. I'm sure you've never seen such a hardcore grinder in your life."
Little Yi didn’t understand a word, “What on earth are you talking about?”
"I meant I'm hardworking, so I'm quite strong," Robb said.
Little Yi, "You said such strange things. Why did it turn short upon translation?"
Robb smiled and said, “Ha! This is called the secret of linguistics!”
Little Yi’s aloof style almost collapsed. This priest was just too weird. She didn’t know why she always thought his smiles were cheap, especially his exclamations. Whenever he exclaims, it makes people feel the urge to yell at him, “Shut up, priest.”
“That’s just an illusion. I’m strong!”
“But I really feel that you’re weak.”
“I’m amazing. Don’t just talk about me. What about you?” Robb said.
Little Yi deliberately used Robb’s tone and said, “I am pretty good too!”
At this point, the atmosphere became subtle and oddly played a glaring tone.
“Then should we have a match?” It's unknown who said this sentence first or if both said it simultaneously. Still, it inexplicably turned into a situation where it was impossible to maintain a normal conversation regardless of victory.
Robb said, “If we’re having a contest, then we’ll have one. Say the rules. What are we competing in?”
Little Yi coldly said, “Let’s compare our Restoration magic. We’ll compare which is more powerful, larger in range, and chant speed. If you lose to me, please spend your time practicing instead of lazing around.”
Robb said, “That’s a constructive proposal, but why do you want to compete in restoration magic? Isn’t it better to just compete in holy magic in general? Is it because you’re unconfident?”
Little Yi's face remained expressionless, and she chanted silently, "Balder, God of Light, your faithful follow offers all my piety and faith to you. Please grant me holy power… Divine Punishment!”
A golden light flew from her fingertips and hit the ground next to her with bang. When the light dissipated, a big hole was left on the ground.
She said coldly, “See, think I can use offensive magic?”
“Wow!” Robb uttered an authentic priestly exclamation, “Awesome, what a powerful ‘Divine Punishment’.” But secretly, he thought, “The chanting of holy magic seems to be different from Xuelu’s fire magic. I treated the townsmen's leg last time and used that nonsense, but it seems I was wrong. Urgh, forget it! I'll just watch my words in the future."
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Chapter 31: We are inexplicably going to have a contest
Robb replied, "I feel pretty good about myself."
Little Yi coldly said, “It’s just your feeling. I have never seen a lazy strong man. You won’t get strong without diligent practice.”
"That's your misunderstanding." Robb spread his hands and said, "Before you met me, my guild was unique. It was one in a million. How many players were there in "Dark Blade"? I was the first to take the clothes back then. I had several nicknames: The Grinding Emperor, The Demon of Xiuxian, Virgo's Feak, and the Pervert, who died while doing a patch update. My grinding tendency has long since been deemed a legend; although I've left the game, my legend is still being spread. I'm sure you've never seen such a hardcore grinder in your life."
Little Yi didn’t understand a word, “What on earth are you talking about?”
"I meant I'm hardworking, so I'm quite strong," Robb said.
Little Yi, "You said such strange things. Why did it turn short upon translation?"
Robb smiled and said, “Ha! This is called the secret of linguistics!”
Little Yi’s aloof style almost collapsed. This priest was just too weird. She didn’t know why she always thought his smiles were cheap, especially his exclamations. Whenever he exclaims, it makes people feel the urge to yell at him, “Shut up, priest.”
“That’s just an illusion. I’m strong!”
“But I really feel that you’re weak.”
“I’m amazing. Don’t just talk about me. What about you?” Robb said.
Little Yi deliberately used Robb’s tone and said, “I am pretty good too!”
At this point, the atmosphere became subtle and oddly played a glaring tone.
“Then should we have a match?” It's unknown who said this sentence first or if both said it simultaneously. Still, it inexplicably turned into a situation where it was impossible to maintain a normal conversation regardless of victory.
Robb said, “If we’re having a contest, then we’ll have one. Say the rules. What are we competing in?”
Little Yi coldly said, “Let’s compare our Restoration magic. We’ll compare which is more powerful, larger in range, and chant speed. If you lose to me, please spend your time practicing instead of lazing around.”
Robb said, “That’s a constructive proposal, but why do you want to compete in restoration magic? Isn’t it better to just compete in holy magic in general? Is it because you’re unconfident?”
Little Yi's face remained expressionless, and she chanted silently, "Balder, God of Light, your faithful follow offers all my piety and faith to you. Please grant me holy power… Divine Punishment!”
A golden light flew from her fingertips and hit the ground next to her with bang. When the light dissipated, a big hole was left on the ground.
She said coldly, “See, think I can use offensive magic?”
“Wow!” Robb uttered an authentic priestly exclamation, “Awesome, what a powerful ‘Divine Punishment’.” But secretly, he thought, “The chanting of holy magic seems to be different from Xuelu’s fire magic. I treated the townsmen's leg last time and used that nonsense, but it seems I was wrong. Urgh, forget it! I'll just watch my words in the future."
Chapter 31: We are inexplicably going to have a contestRobb replied, "I feel pretty good about myself."Little Yi coldly said, It's just your feeling. I have never seen a lazy strong man. You won't get strong without diligent practice."That's your misunderstanding." Robb spread his hands and said, "Before you met me, my guild was unique. It was one in a million. How many players were there in "Dark Blade"? I was the first to take the clothes back then. I had several nicknames: The Grinding Emperor, The Demon of Xiuxian, Virgo's Feak, and the Pervert, who died while doing a patch update. My grinding tendency has long since been deemed a legend; although I've left the game, my legend is still being spread. I'm sure you've never seen such a hardcore grinder in your life."Little Yi didn't understand a word, What on earth are you talking about?"I meant I'm hardworking, so I'm quite strong," Robb said.Little Yi, "You said such strange things. Why did it turn short upon translation?"Robb smiled and said, Ha! This is called the secret of linguistics!Little Yi's aloof style almost collapsed. This priest was just too weird. She didn't know why she always thought his smiles were cheap, especially his exclamations. Whenever he exclaims, it makes people feel the urge to yell at him, Shut up, priest.That's just an illusion. I'm strong!But I really feel that you're weak.I'm amazing. Don't just talk about me. What about you? Robb said.Little Yi deliberately used Robb's tone and said, I am pretty good too!At this point, the atmosphere became subtle and oddly played a glaring tone.Then should we have a match? It's unknown who said this sentence first or if both said it simultaneously. Still, it inexplicably turned into a situation where it was impossible to maintain a normal conversation regardless of victory.Robb said, If we're having a contest, then we'll have one. Say the rules. What are we competing in?Little Yi coldly said, Let's compare our Restoration magic. We'll compare which is more powerful, larger in range, and chant speed. If you lose to me, please spend your time practicing instead of lazing around.Robb said, That's a constructive proposal, but why do you want to compete in restoration magic? Isn't it better to just compete in holy magic in general? Is it because you're unconfident?Little Yi's face remained expressionless, and she chanted silently, "Balder, God of Light, your faithful follow offers all my piety and faith to you. Please grant me holy power Divine Punishment!A golden light flew from her fingertips and hit the ground next to her with bang. When the light dissipated, a big hole was left on the ground.She said coldly, See, think I can use offensive magic?Wow! Robb uttered an authentic priestly exclamation, Awesome, what a powerful Divine Punishment'. But secretly, he thought, The chanting of holy magic seems to be different from Xuelu's fire magic. I treated the townsmen's leg last time and used that nonsense, but it seems I was wrong. Urgh, forget it! I'll just watch my words in the future."
