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Chapter 4: Chapter 4: “Golden Lion Breathing Technique” and “Peak Quasi-Knight” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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The Far East Territory is vast in area.

When viewed from above, the entire territory resembles a soaring eagle, hence the name Eagle Ridge.

The Golden Lion Estate where Milton Cheney and Earl Arthur reside is located at the heart of this eagle.

The blazing sun scorches, the red sky without a single cloud, without a breath of wind.

In the small training ground within the estate, Milton brandishes a heavy sword, practicing the skills the second simulation endowed him with.

The second simulation undoubtedly brought significant enhancements to Milton.

Between each move, Milton’s blows seemed to cause the surrounding air to distort, forming sonic booms.

Milton instinctively operated the Golden Lion Breathing Technique with each breath.

A vague stream of air could be seen inhaling into his nose and then exhaling.

The current Milton, if clad in a suit of heavy armor and given a warhorse, could even rival an official knight.

Official knights, even without their armor, can knock down hundreds of ordinary people with their bare hands.

If they have a suitable long sword, even hundreds of people cannot get close; such is the knight in this world.

In the simulation, Milton had indeed fought and killed two official knights on the front battlefield.

Although he eventually died at the hands of a grand knight, it was enough to illustrate his formidable strength.

These days, as his father Earl Arthur had been taking care of the affairs of the territory, Milton had been able to spend his days practicing his skills without any worries.

However, he did not reveal his strength as a peak quasi-knight, as it was too shocking.

If his father Arthur knew, his first thought would not be that he was a rare genius, but whether his son Vernon would become an experimental subject for wizards.

After all, apart from wizards, no other person could transform an ordinary person into a peak quasi-knight within a month.

After the usual training, Milton instinctively called up the panel. The panel turned into a blue light screen and appeared in front of him.

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Technique: Golden Lion Breathing

Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 123/800), Basic Archery

[Simulation Count: 0]

is attached to the simulator

technique in the simulation, a new breathing

Similarly, the proficiency level.

Milton’s memory, according to the mastery level of a skill, it is ranked from novice, proficient,

at the panel; there were no

thought, and the light screen disappeared in front of his

midday, it’s Milton’s

own small restaurant in the

Milton sat at the round table in

front of him; dishes of well-roasted deer meat, white

quasi-knight, Milton’s appetite has increased manifold compared to

with

the estate

a fork and knife, sandwiched it with white bread, chewed a few

frankly, he preferred using chopsticks over a knife

“This is too extravagant.”

he ate every day cost a considerable amount of gold coins, but his father, Earl Arthur, never questioned

Milton was to take a bite and spit it out, it

was the advantage of being reincarnated

kingdom, the life of Milton

worried about every meal, and

looking for Milton

wasn’t here to teach Milton Cheney

East River Province, many young nobles will participate

“Hunting day?”

Cheney was startled, and the next moment memories about hunting

considered a resource-rich province within the Frostwinter

the territory of Milton Cheney’s father, Earl

not under the control of Milton Cheney’s father

the East River Province had one Marquis, four Earls,

there were none

ravines and barren

rainfall and fertile fields would be controlled by nobles

scarcity of food,

day was an event eagerly anticipated by the young

young nobles who participated in this event were there for socializing, that is, to network, and pave the

the East River Province might

Milton Cheney’s memory, the early hunting days were always attended