"Wait a moment..." Black suddenly called out to Gan Jin, who was turning to leave, casually tossing four porcelain bottles into the air. "The red ones are trauma medicine; the blue ones are potions that rapidly restore Battle Energy. After you kill beasts, you can skin them and take the hides back to the village tailor to sell, which you can use later to buy more trauma medicine and Battle Energy recovery potions."

"Potions that can restore Battle Energy?" Gan Jin tucked the trauma medicine into the leather pouch at his waist, his palm feeling slightly warm as he stared at the two blue bottles, a mix of confusion and shock swirling within him.

Even his Gan family, possessing the bloodline of the Elven King warriors, had no records whatsoever of any potion capable of restoring Battle Energy. To quickly recover Dou Qi/Battle Energy in a short span of time, one could only rely on vast quantities of high-grade Spirit Stones to form a Spiritual Revival Array.

"There really are potions that restore Battle Energy?" Gan Jin held his Jidu Blade, deep in thought as he walked, his peripheral vision catching sight of the nearby apothecary. If that potion could truly restore Battle Energy, he absolutely had to find an opportunity to learn the method for crafting such an item!

Every warrior would eventually sustain injuries! Even if it was just learning how to treat a wounded body, this potion alone was worth studying.

Gan Jin walked on, lost in thought, and suddenly found himself standing at the village gate. Looking out through the entrance, he could spot a familiar "old friend" using an extremely unfriendly gaze to stare at the village entrance.

The three-headed giant wolf! Gan Jin observed the creature meticulously for the first time. Its physique was even larger than he remembered. When standing on all four paws, it was nearly half a person tall. A long, thick tail dragged along the ground, and its six crimson eyes glittered with potent, aggressive intent, revealing rows of teeth sharp enough to easily snap human bones.

Being stared at by the three-headed wolf, Gan Jin felt a silent surge of fury brewing within him. He hadn't even settled the score from the previous sneak attack, and now it brazenly stood right outside the village. Did it truly believe that three heads were superior to one?

He gripped the hilt of the Jidu Blade with sudden force, and his peak Level Six Battle Energy instantly surged into the weapon. Gan Jin faintly thought he heard a vibrating roar from the blade in his hand. His legs split front and back, his body taut like a drawn bowstring. The moment the Battle Energy flowed into his soles, he violently ground his ankles against the earth, kicking up a clump of dry dust. He dragged the Zhanmadao (Horse-Cleaving Blade) behind him and took three booming steps forward, each step covering a distance of three meters.

Gan Jin struck first, grasping the two-foot-long hilt of the Zhanmadao with both hands. It descended like a bolt of lightning from the sky, the weapon slicing through the air with a hissing sound, like a knife grinding against sand.

The Zhanmadao was simple and swift, devoid of any hesitation, and Gan Jin’s entire being exuded an indomitable, courageous aura.

The three-headed wolf slightly bent its four legs, its body violently twisting in an attempt to dodge, but it was still a fraction slower than Gan Jin’s blade. The gleaming Zhanmadao plunged deeply right through the center of its middle head.

Pfft! The instant the Jidu Zhanmadao struck the three-headed wolf, the blade sliced through to its tailbone. The downward-pressing edge completely bisected its body, kicking up a sharp gust of air that rushed toward the ground!

Thud. The body of the three-headed wolf was cleanly split into two halves by a single strike. Each half possessed three blood-red wolf eyes, within which flickered confusion and astonishment. It simply could not comprehend how the person it had casually bitten to death a few days prior could suddenly become so ferocious today!

"This?" Gan Jin stared in shock at the fallen three-headed wolf. When had he become so strong? Was this the power of a Dou Bing (Battle Weapon)? The blade of the wolf-slayer remained unstained by blood!

Gan Jin had never killed a beast using his battle blade before, but he knew that the bodies of wild beasts were inherently sturdy. Normally, a single strike would be required to sever a beast's bones, and he would feel a certain degree of resistance during the cutting motion.

However, just now, when Gan Jin brought his blade down, he felt absolutely no resistance.

"Is this the power of a Dou Bing?" Gan Jin gazed blankly at the Zhanmadao in his hand. "I must become a Blacksmith! I must go to the Fulanlin Blacksmith Shop and forge a Dou Bing that belongs entirely to me with my own hands!"

From the nearby waist-high grass, more than a dozen fierce-looking adult men, clad in rags and wielding iron sabers, suddenly burst forth.

What was this? Before Gan Jin could process what was happening, the dozen or so grim-faced men holding steel sabers charged toward him in silence.

The man leading the charge was the first to reach Gan Jin. Without a word, he raised his saber and hacked down! Gan Jin lightly exerted force with his ankle, his body smoothly sidestepping the deadly blow. He swung the hilt of his Jidu Zhanmadao horizontally, smashing squarely into the man’s ribs. The immense force sent him flying backward.

Two other men immediately lunged forward again. Gan Jin raised his blade to parry the two descending strikes. He bent his knees slightly and leaped backward, staring with apprehension at these strangers who were immediately trying to kill him.

"This... they aren't like the three-headed wolf, are they?"

Gan Jin looked at the attackers before him. After being bitten by the wolf the previous time, he woke up with a set of teeth marks on his throat. If the wolf hadn't misjudged the bite location, he might have woken up with his neck severed. If one of these men managed to cleave him with a strike, would he wake up bleeding from his head? Or would he simply never wake up at all?

"Is this really a game?" Gan Jin dared not let down his guard. The games of the Zhence Dynasty had always been entirely without danger, but nothing like this virtual game had ever appeared. Who knew if a single powerful blow here meant he could never wake up again.

Clang, clang, clang...

Gan Jin deflected six or seven attacks in succession, opening his mouth to shout several times, yet receiving no response from the attackers. They seemed determined not to stop until they had hacked him to death.

Killing a wolf, after all, was still killing a wild beast, and Gan Jin felt no burden when fighting it. But now, the situation had shifted to 'killing humans.' Having never killed a person before, Gan Jin hesitated, unable to bring himself to strike decisively.

Slash! Gan Jin carelessly allowed a saber to open a gash on his arm. The intense pain caused him to grimace repeatedly, and a wave of burning anger washed over his heart. If this continued, he really would be hacked to death!

Seeing Gan Jin's blood, the fierce saber-wielders attacked with even greater ferocity! Gan Jin began to understand why Instructor Rodrigues had said that academy training could only teach a warrior skills but couldn't teach them how to become true warriors! It was because the academy couldn't teach them how to kill!

"I can't hold back anymore!" Gan Jin roared, sweeping two steel sabers aside with a single strike. "Be it human or beast, anyone who tries to kill me, I will kill them!"

Rage mixed with the Jidu Zhanmadao as it chopped down through the air like a streak of lightning. Gan Jin subtly flicked his wrist, slightly altering the downward trajectory of the blade. Instead of colliding with the enemy’s raised steel saber, the blade cleaved directly into the attacker's wrist, and with an unhesitating surge, the quick cut continued upward into his skull, erupting violently from his hip bone!