After the man finished speaking, he found a thick branch and took an afternoon nap.

About half an hour later, the man jumped down from the tree. He took out a formidable-looking scimitar about half the size of an adult from his space ring and started practicing in the open field.

Although no energy was produced, the surrounding leaves rustled, stirred up by the simple movements.

His technique was open and forthright. The blade was sharp, and the scimitar wielder was even sharper.

Philip looked at the technique and thought it focused on the basics.

man stopped slowly

Philip was about to ask his origins, a cry in the distance attracted the man. Judging from the sound, it should be

was very good too. Soon, the two saw

this huge monster, but with the help of his

was a spirit beast and would not

among spirit beasts. The beast seemed annoyed by

on the basis of not messing

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