"Combat skills?"
Of course, Han Fei wanted to learn them. When he came back from the sea a month ago, he had realized this problem. His current combat skills were too scarce. In addition to attacking with his rod, all he knew was spiritual energy explosion attacks. He felt that even Little Black was more useful than him because he could bite people.
Han Fei immediately said, "Sure! Sister Qin, are you going to teach me combat skills?"
Jiang Qin nodded. "I can teach you, but you have to promise me something…"
Han Fei asked, "What is it?"
"It's useless to tell you now, but you have to make a promise. If one day you become a strong soul warrior, you have to come back to the village once."
Looking at Jiang Qin's serious expression, Han Fei couldn't help asking, "Strong? How strong?"
"At least stronger than Fang Ze."
Han Fei: "…"
