Chapter 312

Of course, McGonagall didn't even have the power in his body, let alone the sword power.

However, with the improvement of physical fitness, the source force should also be able to recover slowly. With the support of the source force, human beings can do many things that could not have been done.

When Alex was able to kill the dragon, the purple Griffin was an important reason. The real key lies in the strength of the source force.

With powerful sword skills, Yuanli has terrible power. It can easily break the dragon's hard scales and pose a fatal threat to them.

At that time, the purple Griffin and the man holding the sword with one hand made the king of the sky, such as the dragon, feel the threat and fear. There was even a time when there was no dragon in Luodu.

The so-called combat technique is actually the use of source power in combat. It can be used as a martial arts secret. Only combat technique can maximize the source power and significantly improve the strength.

The last five moves of shadow thirteen are actually sword skills, which can only be used after level five.

McGonagall shook his head, threw out his confused thoughts and continued to concentrate on his sword practice.

He hasn't even reached the first level of knighthood yet. It's too far for him to think about sword skills. At present, what he should do most is to practice his sword skills, so that he can achieve the best in the same level, and lay a good foundation for the improvement of his strength in the future.

The practice lasted for an hour. MEG reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, turned his wrists a little sour, and put his sword under the partition of the small room. Then he went downstairs to wash.

Lying in the bathtub filled with hot water, McGonagall closed his eyes comfortably. For one hour, he practiced two hundred stabs on his left and right hands, which made him have more understanding and control ability on his body. After extreme fatigue, he also realized more clearly the toughness and strong plasticity of his body.

Of course, one hour is definitely not enough. McGonagall has made a progressive training plan for himself in his mind. The time and intensity are gradually improved. He starts to practice every night after Amy falls asleep.

"Little guy, the speed of cultivation is so fast. I picked up a large one to practice again. I can't be slower than her. It's a bit shameless." McGonagall whispered to himself, slowly clenching his fist, with unprecedented momentum in his heart.

MEG had a good night's sleep, but the next morning he was not woken up by the alarm clock, but by a dull sound and a slightly shaking bed.

"Well?" MEG opened his eyes a little confused, looked at the picture hanging on the head of the bed shaking, and suddenly woke up. When he lifted the quilt, a carp straightened up and flew directly towards Amy's little bed. It was an earthquake!

"Diddidi! Warning, the restaurant is under attack! Energy level 3, did not break through the restaurant defense. "

Just then, the sound of the system suddenly sounded.

"Level 3 shock?" McGonagall suddenly stopped, the vibration has stopped, in addition to the alarm clock on the table is tilted, and the portrait at the head of the bed is a bit crooked, it does not seem to cause any extra damage, but before the restaurant was attacked by Level 3, it was still, can't help but wonder: "system, is someone making trouble again?"

"The identity of the intruder is unknown, and the means of attack are unknown." The system is calm.

McGonagall looked at the alarm clock on the table, just five o'clock, and then looked at Amy, who was sleeping in the bed, sleeping with ugly duckling, and approved a piece of clothes and went out and went downstairs with his hands and feet.

Although the third level attack can not break through the restaurant's defense, but inexplicably attacked, McGonagall is still ready to see the situation, otherwise he is not at ease.

MEG first lifted a corner of the blinds and looked out. It was just dawn outside, and there was no pedestrian on the road. The scuffle at the door last night destroyed the Bush and several decades old trees at the door of the restaurant. It was estimated that the gray temple would send someone to replant them during the day.

"No one? Is it a prank? " McGonagall looked left and right to make sure that there was no one hiding in the bushes not far away. His face became more and more puzzled. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to open the door, and his feet were still standing in the dining room. He looked left and right. His eyes fell on the blacksmith's shop. He was surprised and said, "boss Mobai, what's the matter with you?"

Originally quite normal blacksmith shop, this meeting has become a pile of ruins. Mo Bai holds a big hammer in his hand and sits at the door of the blacksmith shop with a disheartened face. Most of his messy beard is burnt, and his whole face is covered with smoke and black carbon. At first glance, he thinks that he is a miner who just came from the coal mine. He is very embarrassed.

"Hey hey, boss Mai woke up so early. I just blew it up. It's OK. It's OK." Mo Bai raised his eyes to McGonagall when he heard the voice, and he laughed awkwardly.

"Blow it up?" McGonagall came out of the door and looked at the blacksmith's shop, which was almost razed to the ground. All kinds of weapons were scattered among the ruins, along with the uninhabited shop nearby, which was also razed to the ground. Even the shop separated by one building collapsed. The scene can be described as extremely tragic.

You can imagine how a terrible explosion happened before.

McGonagall's face became very strange. Is this a blow up? It's a terrorist attack!

Can you have a good time?

McGonagall looked at Mo Bai, who was sitting on the ruins with a silly smile. Suddenly, he knew that the neighbor who always wanted to do something big had disappeared for two days and where he had gone. He was doing a secret underground nuclear explosion test?

If McGonagall guessed correctly, the dull sound and the shaking feeling of the house just now were caused by the explosion. The level of level 3 attack. If the system didn't start the automatic defense, most of the Maimi restaurant would collapse just like the nearby shop. At that time, they were still sleeping, and the consequences were unimaginable.

"Boss Mobai, it's a bit unkind of you to do things like this. If the explosion collapses the restaurant, what should you do? Even if you want to do the experiment, at least you should inform the neighbors first? " McGonagall's expression is not very good, looking at Mo Bai, straight white way.

He expressed sympathy and regret for the fact that Mobai's father was swallowed by the dragon, but this could not be the reason why he could do the explosion test at home.

And before the explosion, Mobai didn't inform the people who lived next to them in advance, which made him uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, boss Mai. I didn't think that the explosion power would be so great before. I used the same dose many times before, and the power of each explosion could only penetrate the first layer of magic mask. I didn't expect that this time I just dropped a little Warcraft crystal powder into it, and it became what it is now, Three layers of magic shield didn't work at all Mo Bai stood up and looked at McGonagall, apologizing.