Black Wolf's Raid

As Roger was lost in thought, countless memories related to body training appeared in his mind. Roger began to choose a body training method that was suitable for his current situation.

However, as Roger flipped through the memories, he realized that there was no suitable body-tempering technique for him.

There were three types of body-tempering techniques.

One was to rely on external stimulation to increase the strength of the body.

The second was to use lightning magic to stimulate the body and achieve the goal of improving the physical fitness.

The third was to use medicine and secret techniques to increase the strength of the body.

Roger didn't even consider the first and second option. At his current physical fitness, he couldn't use either method.

Without a detailed method, Roger did not dare to randomly experiment with one and two. It would be fine if his progress was slow, but if he forced it, his current body might be crippled.

Although the possibility of the third method was higher, he didn't know anything about the medicinal herbs in this world. If he wanted to use the third method, he had to go through systematic learning first before he could succeed.

However, by the time he finished his systematic learning and reached the level where he could concoct medicine, he might not be far from becoming an omnipotent expert. By then, the medicine he had developed would be useless.

Roger thought for a moment and found that none of the three methods would work, so he put aside his body training and set breaking through the current bottleneck as his primary goal.

After all, this world relied on the unique breathing technique as its foundation. In the tens of thousands of years of development, there must have been a way for frail and weak people to cultivate breathing techniques.

As long as his strength reached a level where he could stand shoulder to shoulder with omnipotent experts, he would be able to exchange for the medicinal formulas or body-tempering techniques passed down by the top families and the royal family of the Empire.

After thinking it through, Roger immediately began to think about how to break through the current bottleneck and reach another realm.

While Roger was thinking, a huge black wolf approached him. It had reached third-rank, was three meters long and two meters tall, and seemed to have merged with the darkness. It quietly came to the big tree Roger was under.

After carefully sniffing at the tree, it seemed to confirm something. It face revealed an angry snarl, and after taking a few steps back, it ran toward the tree at top speed.

With the help of the momentum from the run and its steel-like skull, the big tree Roger was on was directly broken by the black wolf.

On the tree, Roger, who was deep in thought, was startled the moment the tree was hit.

Although he didn't know why the tree was falling, his frail body would not survive such an impact.

Therefore, the moment the tree fell, Roger jumped. After casting the water curtain to protect his body, he jumped toward the open space on the ground.

Just as Roger jumped down from the tree and was in mid-air, he suddenly found that a giant black wolf had suddenly appeared on the ground where he had landed. It was a third-rank.

After the black wolf appeared, it glared at Roger with a face full of anger. For some reason, it harbored deep animosity. It ignored the falling tree behind Roger and directly jumped up to bite him.

Seeing this, Roger hurriedly used wood-elemental magic to condense a vine and wrapped it around another big tree.

Just as the black wolf was about to bite him, he used the elasticity of the vines to reel him over to the trunk of another big tree.

The black wolf stood firm and immediately rushed toward the tree Roger was standing on. It was ready to use the same trick to break the tree Roger was standing on.

Roger looked at the black wolf who was being unreasonable, and grew enraged.

He was sitting on the tree and thinking about his future, but crazy wolf was doggedly trying to kill him. Wasn't this too much?

Roger jumped off the big tree before the black wolf hit it.

The moment the black wolf crashed into the tree, it stopped firmly in the open space.

When the black wolf saw Roger, it jumped from the big tree to the open space. It roared ferociously and bit at Roger.

Roger burned with anger.

He then used earth magic to form a set of rock-hard, spiky armor around himself.

He used wind magic to reduce his weight and enhance his speed.

Finally, he used metal magic to form a weapon. After creating a halberd, under the amplification of the magic, he attacked the black wolf that was biting at him with extreme speed.

He was prepared to let this wolf know that the consequences of provoking him could only be paid with its life.

In the blink of an eye, the black wolf and Roger collided, and the two sides began to fight at an extreme speed.

There was a reason why he had chosen to engage in close combat and not from range.

This was his first ever third-rank encounter. He didn't want to give up this opportunity to experiment about.

In addition, he was confident that his earth armor and wind enhancement could keep him safe. This beast would not break through his defenses anytime soon.

That was why Roger chose to fight the black wolf in close combat.

It had to be said that this wolf's strength had reached the third rank in the Broken Cliff Mountain Range because it had experienced countless life and death battles.

It had much more combat experience than Rogge. After fighting with it for more than ten minutes, Roger still couldn't find any openings. He could only hold his own.

Because of Roger's weapons and armor, after more than ten minutes, although Roger, who did not have much combat experience was struck several times by the black wolf, only had some chinks in his armor to show for it.

Although the wolf had only been hit three times, it was already bleeding from the head, and two long wounds had appeared on his body.

The wolf had realized that it was being outmatched. It immediately turned around and wanted to escape.

When Roger saw the change in its expression, he knew that it was probably going to run.

He watched it carefully. The moment the black wolf spun around, he directly used the wood spell, Vine Imprisonment, to leave it hanging in the air.

As it struggled in the air, Roger made his move. He circled his prey and skewered its head. A roar was heard.