Rusty Dragon

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War,  and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise.
Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said—
"Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

They all call me Great Master

Surprise flashed in Arthur's eyes, yet the text before him continued—


[Judgment: Possesses 'Swift Bird Swordsmanship. Pseudo Lv3'. Would you like to expend 100XP to merge with 'Swift Bird Breathing Technique', 'Swift Bird Meditation Technique'?]


Seeing the fusion prompt appear, Arthur was not surprised.


What truly surprised him was the small box in Todd Gili's hands that contained the 'Swift Bird Breathing Technique' and 'Swift Bird Meditation Technique'.


Clearly, that Little Lisop had conducted a rather thorough investigation on him, even knowing about the "Swift Bird Swordsmanship. Pseudo" that he had used only a handful of times.


Hence, he had specifically brought out the 'Swift Bird Breathing Technique' and 'Swift Bird Meditation Technique'!


'You really went all out to set me up, kid!'


Arthur thought to himself, his face alight with ecstatic joy.


Seeing Arthur's expression, the owner of the Swordsmanship Club felt a burst of joy in his heart.


Chapter 353: Cold Ice Rain!