Chapter Twelve; Wine Festival
Weir strengthens all the vitality stored in the black ring to body strength (11).
Then Weir felt a huge heat flowing through his body.
This heat current is the life energy that the black ring purifies and purifies. These life energy are specially used to strengthen physical fitness. If other abilities are strengthened, the black ring will change the vitality into other types of energy.
After these life energy pathways, the cells in Vir's body could clearly feel that the cells in the body were absorbing some energy frantically, and then every cell in the body was strengthened.
A few minutes later, the heat flow in the body disappeared, and after Weir opened it, he sat up.
As soon as Vill sat up, there was a crack sound from his body. The crack bones sounded brittle, and he couldn't help but stretch his body.
Then Weir clearly felt that his strength, endurance and other aspects were significantly enhanced.
Then Weir called out his ability panel.
The core of Thunder (8)+1
(This ability level can be enhanced by vitality.)
Swordsmanship (16)
(Skillful skills, not enhanced by vitality.)
Armed color domineering (14)+1
(This ability level can be enhanced by vitality.)
Domineering attitude of seeing and hearing (4)
(This ability level can be enhanced by vitality.)
Physical Technique(6)
(Skillful skills, not enhanced by vitality.)
Speed (17)
(This ability level can be enhanced by vitality.)
Body strength (13)+2
(This ability level can be enhanced by vitality.)
Existing stored vitality; 0.
After reading his ability information in detail, Weir found that the strengthening of his physical strength this time was really quite large, and he actually increased two levels.
Moreover, after this ability strengthening, the increase in each attribute was clearly marked. The black ring did not have this function before. It seems that a lot of external information has been collected recently, making the black ring more perfect.
Not only is the physical strength increased, but the core of Thunder has also been enhanced by the physical strength increased, and the armed domineering aura is also enhanced.
At his level, it would be difficult to enhance these two abilities. If it weren't for the black ring, it would take a long time for Weir to reach the current level.
Moreover, the enhancement of various abilities this time has made him more confident in the upcoming top battlefield.
The strong men who are on the battlefield are also his targets. If he has the chance to kill one or two, then his strength still has a lot of room for improvement.
He called the waiter downstairs and after ordering a meal, Weir ordered a meal, he ate it quickly and lay down to rest.
Today he not only experienced high-intensity battles, but also strengthened his physical abilities.
The substantial strengthening of physical strength makes him feel more tired, so he needs rest.
The next morning, Vier got up at 8 o'clock, which was already very early for him.
After getting up, Weir felt that his whole body was very relaxed and his mind was extremely clear. He had never been so good, and he felt that his body was full of vitality.
Moreover, when he was a killer, all the hidden injuries he suffered disappeared.
Sure enough, it is right to strengthen the body first. Only when the body is strong can it carry other abilities.
After discovering that the hidden injuries in the body were healed, Weir was in a particularly good mood.
But now he has nothing to do every day. Except for meditation occasionally, other exercises are no longer helpful to him.
So Vir decided to continue strolling in Shambo. As for fishing in illegal places, it was impossible. No one would have come to die in vain. If it weren't for the 500 million Bailey yesterday, he might not have caught a 'fish'.
When Bailey was robbed, the desperadoes usually scattered.
But when Weir just walked out of the hotel, he found something abnormal on the street because most of the pedestrians on the street were gathering in the same direction.
This is definitely not a normal phenomenon, so Vir politely stopped an old man.
"Old man, where are you going? What activities are there on the island?"
Weir usually respects others very much, which is a habit he developed in his previous life, especially for the elderly who look very kind.
The old man smiled enthusiastically, and the wrinkles on his face became more obvious.
"Young man, you are a foreigner. Today is the Wine Festival in the Shambodia Islands, which is held in District 21. These are the most lively festivals in Shambodia.
And in the morning, there will be a wine competition, and many experts in drinking will participate. If you win, you will get a bucket of Barbarlock that has been treasured for fifty years. Although it is not precious, it is absolutely rare."
When he heard the Wine Festival, Weir was a little moved, but after hearing Barbarlock, Weir couldn't help swallowing, because although Barbarlock was not a top-notch wine, he was Weir's favorite.
Not to mention that it has been treasured for fifty years, which made Weir even more excited, and the measurement was calculated based on buckets.
This made Weir decide that he must attend this wine festival.
"I won't tell you anymore. Young man, the Wine Festival is about to begin. I have to leave quickly. I can finally drink a drink with great pleasure. I have to seize the opportunity, otherwise I may not have a chance in the future."
After saying that, the old man said goodbye to Weir, turned around and left quickly.
"Let's go slowly, old man."
After Weir said goodbye to the kind old man, he also began to follow the crowd to the venue of the Wine Festival.
In a short while, Weir arrived at a crowded square.
In the square, most people were holding wine glasses and dancing in the square while drinking fine wine, and the wine splashed everywhere.
The atmosphere here is particularly lively and joyful. Walking in the crowd, Ville's clothes were stained by the splashing wine, but Ville didn't care. Since he had already walked into the crowd, he should have fun together. Today's theme is fine wine. Isn't that too bad for the sake of killing people here?
Weir squeezed away the crowd and came to the center, which was the registration site for the wine competition. It seemed that it was about to come to an end, and Weir caught up with the last batch of places.
If Vir comes later, he will not have the chance to participate in the competition, which is also a kind of fate.
A young girl in open clothes came to Vir enthusiastically.
"You are a contestant, please tell me your name, and then I will send you a license plate, which is the number you will compete in a while."
"My name is Wisky, when will the competition start?"
The enthusiastic little girl took a form and first helped Weir register, and then sent Weir a wooden license plate with the words No. 90.
"The competition will begin soon, come with me."
After saying that, the enthusiastic little girl took Weir to the center of the venue.
There are already long tables here, and on each long table, there are two rows of large wine glasses side by side.
When Vier looked at these huge cups, he could guess the content of the game. It was quite simple and crude, just to compare who could drink it. This made Vier a little weak, and his alcohol tolerance could only be considered good.
Chapter completed!