Standing in place, feeling the large amount of information constantly coming into his mind, Athir rubbed his forehead.
"Open simulation template."
After a while, when the swelling in his brain subsided slightly, he gave orders to the chip in his mind.
In an instant, a huge stream of information emerged before my eyes.
In an open space, a human model of Athir was simulated, holding a long sword in his hand.
He swung his sword forward, and the powerful fighting spirit in his body gushed out, bursting out completely in an instant, covering the area several meters in front of him, and transforming it into a silver world.
This is a result of simulation only in the brain.
Through the powerful computing power of the chip, it is entirely possible to simulate the effects of the secret technique and then transmit it to the mind.
A huge stream of information flooded into his mind again, containing a large number of simulated actions, all of which were transmitted to Athir accurately.
Feeling the secret technique simulated by the chip, Athir nodded slightly: "Yes, the power and stability have at least doubled. I think it is enough to be used even at the level of a great knight."
"Based on the original knight's secret technique, and adding that explosive effect, let's call it Yinhua."
He thought about the silver fighting spirit that was flying around like an explosion, and couldn't help but name it.
After standing there and thinking for a while, he opened the door and walked outside.
He walked to an empty space, and there seemed to be no one else around except him.
This is a place that Athir found by accident. Usually, few people come here. Compared with the training ground shared by knight apprentices, it is undoubtedly more suitable for him to use.
He drew his sword and began to act according to the information transmitted by the chip.
The life energy in the body began to flow with Athir's movements, gradually condensing around his body, and began to condense and combine.
When the situation reached a limit, Athir swung the sword in his hand fiercely at a huge rock in front of him.
A subtle light emerged from in front of Athir. Driven by the seed of life, the life energy in his body began to condense and transformed into even more powerful fighting spirit that surged outward.
The silver sword raged and swung forward, instantly covering the area two or three meters in front of Athir.
Crack! Crack!
In front of Athir, the huge rock seemed to bear a huge pressure in an instant, and under the urging of fighting spirit, sword marks appeared one after another.
And at the center where Athir's sword was stabbing, a huge pit appeared, and around it appeared more than a dozen sword marks, each of which was very deep.
"The expected deviation is 41.5%." The mechanical voice of the chip sounded in my mind.
Athir was not surprised by this.
Even though he had simulated it many times in his mind through the chip and was extremely familiar with every movement, it did not mean that his body could adapt to that rhythm.
Being able to use it the first time is pretty good.
"Retrace the image to detect wrong movements!"
Standing in place, he gave orders to the chip in his mind.
In an instant, waves of information emerged in my mind, and previous images began to recall.
Every wrong move he made was highlighted in the retrospective, and was deliberately slowed down many times for Athir to refer to slowly.
After this happened several times, the flow of information in Athir's mind gradually disappeared.
He picked up the sword again and walked forward. After correcting his previous mistakes, he continued to repeat the process of using the secret technique and began to practice.
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In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.
During this time, the effects of the return of the Black Knights led by Arcadilla began to be felt.
A large number of bandits and stray orcs that were originally roaming around the North disappeared in large numbers, as if they were afraid of the reputation of the strongest knight in the North and retreated on their own initiative.
All of a sudden, the originally severe security conditions in the surrounding area improved significantly, causing all the nobles in the north to breathe a sigh of relief.
As a result, Arcadilla was pushed to a new peak. His reputation as the strongest knight in the North was deeply rooted in people's hearts, causing the surrounding nobles and knights to look at him with a sidelong glance and begin to favor him. Some even believed that the talent of Arcadilla, the strongest knight, was even better than that of Count Boria.
A new opinion has emerged in the North, which holds that as long as Akadilla is in the North, there will be no unrest in the North. This opinion has been widely supported by many small nobles who were previously troubled by bandits and orcs.
"Athir, an order has come down." A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the distance.
Standing on the training ground, listening to the familiar voice, Athir turned and looked behind him.
There, Elhua's figure was walking towards them from a distance.
He was wearing a black tight suit and looked sweaty. He ran towards Athir.
During this period, Elhua was not sent out, but stayed in the castle and came to visit his good friend Athir from time to time.
"What's going on?" Turning around and looking at Elhua who was walking quickly, Athir put away the sword in his hand and asked him.
"I'm not sure yet." Elhua walked closer and shook his head: "The order has just been passed down, and I just found out about it."
"It seems that because various places are encircling and suppressing the surrounding bandits and orcs, father is also preparing to send you out."
Elhua shrugged: "You know, the situation was too chaotic recently. The nobles around here were scared by the bandits."
"That's true."
Athir smiled at him and nodded.
This is actually a very common task.
As a knight, during this period of time, he had led his team to eliminate seven or eight gangs of bandits and mobs, which was not a surprising thing at all.
After standing there and thinking for a while, he looked at Elhua and continued to ask, "What is the mission this time? Why do you have to come and tell me in person?"
"It is said that a very powerful gang of robbers has been exposed. The forces inside are very strong and we need people to encircle and suppress them."
Elhua looked at Athir and said, "It's not just you this time. I heard that several knights in the castle have also been drafted out. They will go on the mission with you this time."
"But I don't know the details. After all, I didn't care about these things before. I was just asking casually."
Elhua shook his head and said so.
"Do we need several knights to join the encirclement and suppression?"
On the other side, listening to Elhua's words, Athir frowned subconsciously.
The power of the knights is very strong. Even if they are just ordinary knights, if they are fully armed and wear armor, they can suppress some small bandit groups single-handedly.
Now several knights need to be dispatched. This formation is enough to show the extraordinary nature of this target, and it is definitely much stronger than the previous mob.
Thinking of this, Atier shook his head, stood there thinking for a while, and then looked at his physical attributes.
"Name: Athir Fakus. Strength: 8.3. Agility: 8.2. Constitution: 8.5."
In more than a month, Athir's strength has made great progress.
This level of physical fitness has surpassed that of Arcadilla, the current number one knight in the North.
Although physical fitness does not represent all strength, under normal circumstances, the party with stronger physical strength will undoubtedly have an advantage.
This is also the source of Athir's confidence.
With this strength, most dangers can be ignored. Even if facing a stranglehold on a large army, as long as there is no head-on collision, one can still escape and self-protection will not be a problem.
(End of this chapter)