Wizard Bloodline

Seeing the panel, Ronan's spirit was slightly lifted.

The effect of high-intensity meditation is still significant.

His mental strength increased by 2%, and he was closer to the realm of a second-level apprentice.

The words [Energy Missile] appeared in the skill column, and his proficiency had reached (entry 14/100).

"It feels so good to see concrete rewards for hard work."

Ronan couldn't help but sigh.

Now lying on the bed, emptying his mind and body, looking back on today's hard practice, Ronan slowly noticed something strange.

He felt that the process of practicing [Energy Missile] was too smooth.

According to the memory of his predecessor, it was normal for many novice wizards to spend several weeks or even a month to successfully master the first zero-level spell.

And he did it in just one day.

This was without any guidance, and he had to rely on his own exploration.

"Am I a one-in-a-million genius in learning magic?!"

Ronan shook his head, thinking about it, and felt that the reason might still be attributed to the panel.

This character panel seemed to have a magical effect that could "solidify" every bit of his progress.

In the process of practicing [Energy Missile], he almost really did it. He would not make the same mistake again after making it once.

This became more and more obvious after he got started with [Energy Missile].

Every time he finished casting a spell, some fragmentary insights would naturally arise from his heart, becoming the nourishment for his better casting next time.

The same is true for meditation.

Ronan's time in meditation is getting shorter and shorter, and the effect of meditation has also improved significantly.

"If it's really like what I thought, then I'll be awesome"

Ronan murmured while lying on the bed.

Without turning on the lights, the moonlight shone in from the window.

He looked at the dark roof, and felt sleepy like a tide, and fell asleep unknowingly.

Ronan was too tired. After all, he couldn't completely replace sleep with meditation now.

In the following days, Ronan began to be completely self-disciplined.

I get up early every day for morning exercises, then practice spells and meditation, and exercise for two hours in the afternoon, and this continues until late at night.

I sleep less than four hours a day.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed.

"Woolu, Bazidamu!"

In the quiet oak forest, a low spell sounded.

The air flow in the forest suddenly changed, and a small mottled light ball the size of a ping-pong ball suddenly appeared and quickly sank into a bush.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion sounded, and it seemed that something wailed.

Accompanied by countless broken leaves and soil splashing, the bush was immediately cleared, leaving only a mess on the ground.

"Huh?!"

In the distance, Ronan, who had just released an [Energy Missile], looked different, lowered his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"I just reduced two spell syllables when I cast the spell, and made fewer gestures. It was still released successfully."

Ronan clicked on his character panel.

Sure enough, on the skill bar of the panel, the skill mark of [Energy Missile] changed from the entry level to (Proficient 1/200).

"The skill proficiency level has been improved?!"

Ronan was delighted, but he was not surprised.

The proficiency of [Energy Missile] has been stuck at (Entry Level 99/100) for a day or two, and this upgrade is a natural result.

"After the proficiency is improved, the syllables and gestures of the spell are simplified, and the casting time is shortened by several seconds."

After reaching proficiency in [Energy Missile], Ronan felt that his understanding of this spell has become much deeper.

The essence of spell release is actually the resonance of energy particles driven by mental power. Whether it is a spell or a gesture, it is just a way to help the resonance be achieved better.

If Ronan can fully master the rhythm of this resonance one day, it is not impossible to cast spells instantly without long spells and cumbersome gestures.

"The upgraded skill casting time has been shortened to about seven to eight seconds, which is much faster than when it was first launched, but the casting time is still long.

If it is a fight with a melee profession, this gap is enough for others to launch several attacks."

Ronan shook his head and walked towards the landing point of the [Energy Missile].

There was a large pit two meters wide and half a meter deep at the location where the [Energy Missile] hit.

In the pit lay a bloody wild elk, which could no longer be put together.

Ronan squatted down, pulled out the dagger he carried with him from his waist, and began to cut some edible parts from the dead elk.

After successfully mastering the means of attack, he was finally able to carry out some simple hunting activities in a small area around him, and meat and vegetables finally appeared in his daily menu.

Compared with the [Energy Missile] released at the beginning, the [Energy Missile] that Ronan fired now was much faster and more powerful.

Part of the reason was that the skill level of [Energy Missile] was upgraded.

Another part of the reason was that

A few days ago, Ronan successfully advanced to the level of a second-level wizard apprentice!

[Name: Ronan Damien]

[Age: 16]

[Talent: No attribute affinity]

[Strength: Second-level wizard apprentice (3%)]

[Skills: Basic Meditation (87/100 for beginners)

Energy Missile (1/200 for proficiency)]

After being promoted to level 2, Ronan's mental power increased significantly. Now his total mental power is enough for him to release [Energy Missile] four times in a row and still have some left.

According to this development trend, his [Energy Missile] proficiency will increase faster and faster, and his mental power will be exhausted, and the number of meditations he needs will also increase. Just like a snowball, he has unknowingly embarked on his own fast track of cultivation.

"It's just that the erosion rate of energy particles on the body has also accelerated."

Ronan frowned and subconsciously reached out to touch his chest.

During this period of physical exercise and improved diet, his physical fitness has improved a lot, and his complexion has gradually improved, but the dull pain in his chest after getting up every morning has not disappeared, but has become more severe.

Ronan felt that his lungs might have been damaged by erosion.

"I have to find a way to stop it. The benefits of my training are too low. It would be better if I could get a knight training method. It's better than practicing blindly like this."

Ronan remembered that when his predecessor was in his own earldom, he had many knights under his command.

The most common feature of these knights is their strong physique, far beyond that of ordinary people.

It's a pity that my predecessor didn't practice with them at that time.

Thinking of this, Ronan put away the dagger.

He stood up and walked towards home with the fresh venison he had cut.

After a few steps, the bushes and leaves in front of him swayed, and a slight sound of footsteps came towards him.

Ronan narrowed his eyes, stopped quietly, and curled his tongue in his mouth, ready to chant a spell at any time.

A few seconds later, a figure appeared in his field of vision.

It was a middle-aged man in a dark green robe, holding a black kettle in his hand.

Seeing Ronan, he was obviously startled.

But soon, his face calmed down.

His eyes swept over Ronan, lingered on the venison dripping with blood in Ronan's hand, and then made way a little, and walked quickly with an expressionless face.

Until the two passed by, neither Ronan nor the middle-aged wizard spoke.

"Huh——"

Watching the disappearing figure of the middle-aged wizard, Ronan exhaled lightly, and was quite satisfied with his performance just now.

Compared with half a month ago, he would no longer run away like a frightened rabbit at the slightest movement.

He had courage.

It was given by the strength of a second-level wizard apprentice and the zero-level spell [Energy Missile].

In fact, Ronan also found that the "real" tree house area was not as scary as he imagined.

Although the tree house area was in the wild, most of the wizards who chose to live here were like him, low-level wizard apprentices with low strength who could not afford the magic stones required for living in the town.

He was afraid.

Others might be more afraid than him.

Most wizards cherish their lives and will take the initiative to avoid conflicts, except for some mentally abnormal desperadoes.

In the past half month, as the scope of activities during morning exercises expanded, Ronan gradually got to know several "neighbors" living near his home.

I have met several of them before, and the middle-aged wizard I just met is one of them.