Chapter 17 The Maze

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"Hey, can you teach me swordsmanship? I want to become stronger!"

"Why do you want to become stronger? Isn't it good now."

"No! It's not good at all! I want grandma to live a good life. As long as I become stronger, she won't have to suffer."

"It's a good reason, but you know what? The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility you have to bear. There are some things that you can't do or not do."

"As long as grandma can live a good life! I am willing to do anything!"

"Okay, then I'll teach you, you have to remember what you said today."

Looking at the little boy's determined eyes, Fang Lang couldn't help smiling.

I have to say that Siroo's luck is really good. If he met other people, he might not be able to teach him at all, because they themselves only rely on the system to help them complete sword skills.

But Fang Lang is not included in this list, because Fang Lang is a player, but not a player. He has everything a player has, but he also has a degree of freedom that other players do not have.

It can be said that the existence of Fang Lang has broken the rules of this game, and there is nothing that can restrain him except what he does not know.

In this way, Fang Lang guided Xi Luoao while clearing obstacles on the road,

Before I knew it, I had already reached the exit, and the sky at this time had already reached night.

Fang Lang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because at night, the fighting power of the monsters would increase exponentially, and it would be impossible for him to deal with it so easily.

After sending Sirao to the door of the house, the tears in the old man's eyes fell instantly, and he hugged Sirao tightly.

"It's a good thing you're fine, it's a good thing you're fine, otherwise what would grandma do!"

"Grandma, I'm fine, thanks to this gentleman."

Hearing that, the old man wiped away his tears, and quickly thanked Fang Lang.

"Thank you, you are our great benefactor! Thank you! This is your reward, please keep it."

After speaking, the old man handed out a book.

Immediately afterwards, a prompt box appeared in front of Fang Lang.

"Ding... You have obtained a complete set of food recipes as a mission reward."

Food Recipe Encyclopedia: This book records the production methods of various food and the source of the ingredients. It is a very precious book and an invaluable treasure in the food industry.

"Maybe this book won't help you enough, but it's already our most precious thing." The old man whispered to Fang Lang apologetically.

"No, no, you are too polite. This book is very useful to me. On behalf of my friend, I thank you for your generous gift." Seeing this, Fang Lang immediately helped the old man up, and thanked him quickly.

Before leaving, Fang Lang once again guided Sirao for a while, and taught him the basics of some simple exercises.

"Hey, Mr. Fang Lang, I will definitely become very strong in the future! As long as you need me, I will go through fire and water for you!"

"I'm looking forward to it, but you must remember your original intention of learning swords."

"Never forget!"

After chatting for a while, Fang Lang gradually disappeared into the night, walking towards the hotel.

Before going to bed, Fang Lang's fingers danced quickly on the virtual interface.

"I did a task today and got something, I hope you will like it."

After recording the voice, Fang Lang immediately put the item on it and clicked send.

With exhaustion all over his body, Fang Lang fell into a deep sleep not long after.

the next day...

"How do you know I like cooking? Thank you~ I will become stronger as soon as possible!"

Looking at the information in front of him, the corner of Fang Lang's mouth couldn't help but curl up in a big arc.

Then he sent another message to Asuna.

"As long as you like it."

Fang Lang nodded in satisfaction, and silently gave thirty-two likes to his reply in his heart.

Immediately after he paid the accommodation fee, he left the hotel and walked towards the labyrinth on the second floor.

After all, if he went to find out first and then gave the information to Agor, many unnecessary casualties would be reduced by then.

As for the one-on-one fight against the lord... Sorry, he didn't think about it.

If one person singled out the Lord of the Labyrinth, what would that be? Although he had singled out the Headless Horseman before, there was still a certain gap between that and the Lord of the Labyrinth.

There is a clear gap between the maze building on the second floor and the one on the first floor. If the maze on the first floor gives people a complicated feeling, then the second floor gives people the feeling of fighting spirit.

It was shrouded in a layer of faint red mist, which looked like a blood mist, and the bloody feeling inexplicably brought a faint fighting spirit to people.

"Interesting." Fang Lang smiled faintly, and then stepped into the entrance of the maze.

Not afraid of conspiracy, the fierce fighting spirit of fighting head-on! Regardless of your tricks, I will defeat you head-on!

This is Fang Lang's only feeling after stepping into the maze. If the faint fighting spirit outside is compared to a wave, then what he feels after entering here is a monstrous huge wave.

Ka... Ka... Ka... Ka...

While Fang Lang sighed, the statue on the maze path suddenly moved.

Seeing this, Fang Lang held Yong An behind him tightly in his hand, and went straight to the statue closest to him.

no matter what

In the same way, destroying one of the statues before it fully resumes its action is equivalent to reducing the pressure.

After rushing to the statue, Fang Lang swung his hand violently, and Yong An in his hand split the statue in half, and then the statue turned into pieces and disappeared into the air.

With one blow, Fang Lang turned to another one again.

After a while, there were only seven statues left in the original dozen or so statues, but the statues had fully recovered their ability to move.

The statues then rushed towards Fang Lang.

Seeing this, Fang Lang didn't panic, he just swung his waist to escape the attacks of the statues, and then swung his backhand, cutting off the two statues in half.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled backwards, kicked the ground violently, and rushed towards the only five remaining.

Stab, sweep, chop, chop. ..