The sun was scorching like fire, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down from their bodies.

More than thirty mercenaries were practicing the same boxing style over and over again, and their harsh shouts sounded neatly on the mercenary group's martial arts field.

Under the shadow of the wall, Arthur followed the mercenaries' movements and gestures, and he was actually quite good.

Once Arthur is free, he likes to run to the martial arts field in the side courtyard of the mercenary group. It is his greatest pleasure to watch the mercenaries practice martial arts and fight. Even if no one teaches him, he will watch this set of martial arts skills for a long time. Arthur can watch this set of martial arts skills.

"Fist and use force!" A voice suddenly rang behind Arthur.

"Uncle Randall." Arthur retracted the punch, turned his head and greeted Randall with a smile.

"Do you know what this martial art is called?"

"They said it was called the Rebirth Dead, which is a strange name." Arthur scratched his head in habit.

"Its real name is actually called Xiang Death Death. These guys changed their names because they were unlucky. This is a set of martial arts skills from the suicide squad in the human army. The core of martial arts is to live to death. Martial arts are originally used for killing. Only by having the courage to put it to death and then live, can we burst out the most powerful combat power and kill our enemies on the battlefield." Randall explained surprisingly patiently.

"Then can you teach me to the death?" Arthur asked tentatively, plucking up the courage.

Randall was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became a little dazed, and then sighed for a long time, "Now those who know this martial arts die almost all these people. It is really a martial art that leads to death."

Arthur was also stunned for a moment.

At this moment, a noise sounded from the corner gate of the side yard, and more than a dozen mercenaries ran in surrounded by two stretchers.

Tony rushed to the front like crazy, "Randall, hurry up! Save people!"

Randall and the mercenaries on the martial arts field quickly surrounded him.

The two mercenaries on the stretcher were all bloody and pale. One of them had their entire chest wrapped in layers of gauze, and the blood was completely red. The other mercenary had fainted, half of the trouser legs on the left were empty, and the stretcher was covered with blood.

Randall tore open the mercenary's trouser legs, and half of his calf had completely disappeared. He pulled the wrapped gauze and blood spurted out, revealing the wounds of intertwined canine teeth.

Randall took a sharp axe from the mercenary next to him, and the axe blade wrapped in fighting spirit flashed by, and the mercenary's calf was cut off from his knees.

The mercenary fainted completely with a scream.

Randall threw away the axe, and the white fighting spirit on his hand burst out, completely capturing the mercenary's wounds and pressing the gushing blood. There were mercenaries who were good at medical treatments and tightly clamping the wounds with tourniquets.

"Let me do it!" A gray-haired magician walked over quickly.

The third-level wood magician Walpole, who was invited by the Blue Ape Mercenary Group for a large sum of money, is a necessary talent for the major mercenary groups.

As the spell chanted, a light green magic light passed through Randall's white fighting spirit and caged the mercenary's wound. Under the nourishment of the magic light, the blood in the wound completely stopped. Not only that, the flesh and blood on the edge of the wound grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon closed the entire wound.

The second-level wood-type magic "Tree Sprout" has powerful healing ability.

The pain of flesh and blood growth woke up the fainted mercenary again. Looking at his only half-legged legs, he suddenly started yelling hysterically. The mercenaries on both sides hurried forward and held them down.

When Walpole went to rescue another mercenary, Randall pulled Tony over, "What the hell is going on?"

Tony's eyes were blood red, "It's the 'blood-punching' bastards. When we were hunting a three-eyed spirit ape, they deliberately attracted a violent demon bear. They used bloodthirsty potion to completely enter the violent state, and suddenly broke into the hunting circle we arranged from behind. Hager and Bobby were seriously injured."

"These bastards are playing tricks!" Randall immediately fell into anger.

"I'll call my brothers now, let's go and copy the 'blood-thorn' old nest!" Tony turned around and was about to call someone.

"Wait a minute, we will come to the door now and declare war directly with the 'Blood Thorn'. Keynes is not yet there and it is not time to go to war with them." Anger did not make Randall completely lose his mind.

"What do you think of? Let's just let go of the injuries of Hager and Bobby. We can endure this cowardly?" Tony stared at Randle and questioned.

Randall glared at his eyes and shouted at Tony: "Tony, how do you little bastard talk to me? Don't forget that this is not on the battlefield. If we start a war with the 'Bloody', the city army and the mercenary union will definitely interfere. How to calculate this account until Keynes comes back."

Randle shrank back as soon as he got angry with Tony's momentum.

"Okay, Bobby's life has been saved." Walpole shook his body and stood up. Healing two seriously injured people in a row is the limit of a level 3 magician.

"Are they both okay?" Tony went over to see the two mercenaries again.

"Bobby is fortunately not hurting his internal organs and meridians. He can recover after a few days of maintenance, but Hagg is considered useless." Walpole shook his head helplessly.

"Is there really no way? I heard that there is no magic to regenerate the broken limbs?" Tony and the mercenaries around him looked at Walpole with a gaze.

"The 'Dry Wood Flying Spring' in Wood Magic and the 'Light Praise' in Light Magic both save people from the power of dying and regeneration of their limbs, but that is the ability that only a level nine master can master." Walpole sighed and continued, "And even if we can find a level nine master, our mercenary group cannot afford the price of others taking action at one time."

"Forget it, it's a blessing to be able to save one life. Send Hager back." Randall waved his one-arm weakly.

There was a sad atmosphere on the scene, and everyone knew that Hager's mercenary career was over.

Arthur kept silently watching everything in front of him.

Randall suddenly turned around and stared at Arthur, "You see, do you still want to learn to die now?"

"If I don't learn, don't you have to die?" Arthur's tone was surprisingly plain.

"At least you won't die so quickly. Mercenaries are a profession that faces death at any time. To the death penalty, even demands that practitioners survive in death."

"When my mother was killed by orcs, I thought I would die too. When I was caught in the orc camp, I watched the children die one after another. At that time, I thought I was dead too. Since I was destined to die, I don't want to be unable to resist when facing death again!" Arthur's eyes were slightly filled with tears.

He saw his mother being killed and was caught in the orc camp with him in the end. Only one child survived.

At this moment, Randall and the mercenaries vaguely realized how terrible things this boy, who always had a smile on his face, had experienced!

"Good boy! Since you have the courage to live to death, be prepared to start to face death!" Randall's big hand slapped Arthur's thin shoulders heavily.
Chapter completed!