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"Where is your home?" Nathanos asked in front of a monk. He always had the habit of asking other people's hometown.

"Four Wind Valley."

The Four Wind Valley is Pandaria's "land of fish and rice", where farmers master exquisite agricultural skills.

"I've heard of the name of the Storm Rising Family. Are you theirs?"

The monk shook his head. "No, I'm just a child from an ordinary farmer's family."

Nathanos was stunned and nodded with a smile. Perhaps this panda man was very young, but his firm eyes seemed to have experienced countless battles. Not only him, but many monks have similar characteristics.

I only have three days.

Training began soon. Nathanos required every apprentice to understand the structure of the crossbow on their hands.

Disassemble and then assemble. The purpose of this is not to familiarize them with their weapons, but to repair the weapons themselves when the crossbow is damaged.

Seeing the monks in front of him completing the tasks he assigned, Nathanos explained: "Everyone is right, two identical weapons will never be produced in the same furnace, and even the most skilled forging masters cannot avoid deviations. So please remember that the weapons you are in your hands are unique in the world."

Nathanos saw that a monk had completed the entire disassembly and assembled process, and nodded with satisfaction.

"A real warrior will not easily change his weapon. The most powerful weapon does not lie in how powerful the weapon itself is, but in how well it fits with its owner. Think carefully about how well you know the crossbow in your hands, its weight, and its range... Only by truly understanding your weapon can it play its greatest role."

The last monk completed the mission. Nathanos would not deliberately accuse him of being the slowest, and the mission itself did not need to distinguish the speed.

"You want to know how to hit the mark when facing a mantis. First, imagine yourself as a mantis."

Several panda men looked at each other, wondering about Nathanos's words.

"Now you are going to attack the Great Wall. The guards on the Great Wall are equipped with strong bows and crossbows. How do you ensure that you are not attacked and climb over the city wall?"

"Doing with your wings, coach."

The Withered Nodded slightly. "It makes sense, dodge with your wings. This is the second point I can give you: understand your enemies. The mantids have a very fast reaction ability, and because of their natural ability to fly, they are very agile. The direction behind the crossbow arrows are fixed, but the mantids can dodge around, and it is not realistic to attack them by precise aiming."

"We can keep firing crossbow arrows, coach." said one of the panda men, who happened to be at the point.

"Yes, it's a way to increase the hit rate by continuously firing crossbow arrows, but it's a clumsy way. I just said, you have to learn to understand the enemy. When the mantids arrive, the principle of avoiding your attack is actually very simple, that is, their incredible reaction ability, their wings and controlling sickle hands are controlled by their consciousness."

"On the battlefield, consciousness is the most concentrated. You must remember that the mantids are also predicting your attack location to defend. But consciousness also has weaknesses, that is, it is influenced by the senses. Even young panda children understand one truth: what they see and hear is deceptive. As long as you can do something unexpected, the mantids will not have time to react."

Nathanos gave the monks present many useful practical skills. When facing the mantid, you can do some confusing actions to distract the enemy; or when attacking one mantid, you can suddenly turn the direction and attack another mantid...

After the first day of training, Nathanos saw that Shao had been waiting for him for a long time.

"It is correct for Master Xuewu to send you here. Listening to your story, I will benefit a lot."

The wither smiled bitterly. He wanted to say that the time was too short? Otherwise, he could say it in more detail.

"It doesn't sound reasonable. Unfortunately, I only have one arm, otherwise I could pick up the crossbow arrow and demonstrate it myself. The God of Heaven White Tiger once said: Talking about war on paper is as ridiculous as asking for fish in Yuanmu."

"It's okay? What monks are best at is using theory for practical combat."

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Sylvanas headed southwest. Fortunately, Karashi pointed out the way for her? Before she left, she did not forget to remind her soldiers. Using the direction she left as a benchmark? Draw a map of the surrounding area.

The female ranger is going to find a panda man now? Although she herself doubts whether this is feasible, there is no other way now.

The journey is not far? While thinking, Sylvanas has seen a building with high backbone? Blue tiles and red stone pillars, and a circle of low stone walls below.

What surprised Sylvanas? The door on the stone wall was opened. Seeing this scene, the female elf had only a guess in her mind: the scholar was at home at this moment.

She climbed the stairs? Entering this place similar to a manor.

A roar of unstoppable scared her, and the female elf suddenly found a tiger staring at her.

Her bow and arrow are ready to go? If it weren't for seeing a rope tied around the tiger's neck, it would have been shot out long ago.

"Pet?" Sylvanas put down his weapon? He calmed down a little and cursed in his heart that the owner of the manor was a money stolen.

After looking carefully here, the female elf also saw several beautiful white cranes, wells used to fetch water, trees without pruning, and several small pavilions for storing supplies. Unfortunately, there was no one else here except her.

"Do you leave home without locking the door?" Sylvanas frowned. She checked the empty room and thought she had come to the right place, but it was not the time.

The female ranger's keen nose tried to find the owner's breath, but she smelled another smell, the mellow and tempting, it was wine.

Sylvanas followed the taste and found the wine, maybe he could find the panda man.

This time her thoughts fell through again. The smell of wine floated out of a small table outside a house. A white bowl was filled with panda people's favorites.

Sylvanas checked and confirmed that there was no poison thrown in. She carefully dipped her fingers and tasted it. I have to say that the Panda Man's wine is much better than the fine wine in Silver Moon City. She happened to be thirsty.

"If the panda man didn't come back, he wouldn't be able to drink his own wine."
Chapter completed!