Starts With Fusing Devil Crystal

His whole body was submerged under the sea level to train his combat power, leaving only his head on the surface of the water for combat training. Hacking, sweeping, lifting, and other movements that he was already very familiar with on land suddenly became difficult again. The resistance of the water blocked the speed of the sword, making Reg's movements completely deformed.    

Reg did not feel discouraged at all. Instead, he was like a child who had discovered a new toy and became even more addicted to it.    

Two months had passed, and Reg could easily sit at the bottom of the sea. He quietly cultivated the Cold Ice Spell, not being affected by the waves or the surging ocean currents at all. It was just a subtle observation. When faced with the waves and the ocean current, Reg's combat power would change rapidly, and his body would naturally move slightly. Like a fish living freely at the bottom of the sea.    

Four months passed. Reg was now able to swim underwater. He swung his sword freely like it was on land, and each and every move seemed to have a strange rhythm to it. It was like an antelope hanging its horn, a carp swaying its tail. It was agile and untraceable.    

Six months had passed. Reg was able to take a deep breath at the place where the waves were the most urgent. He stood on the reefs under the sea, facing the attacks of the waves. He moved his sword nimbly and made all kinds of attacking moves.    

The sea was the place where the water elements were the most abundant. Reg was most likely absorbing these water elements to temper his body, continuously merging them into his body and his combat power.    

With the absolute special training method and Reg's hard work, the combat power in Reg's body was also rapidly increasing. By the end of the sixth month, which was when Reg's 19th birthday was coming. After Uncle Lang's assessment, Reg's strength had already reached the realm of a Third Grade Warrior.    

From a Dou Disciple who could comprehend the elements to a warrior at the first stage of the Fighter. An ordinary person would need about ten years, but after becoming a warrior, every step was very difficult. They relied on continuous cultivation and comprehension. There were even some opportunities and insights, and each step could take five or ten years. But Reg only used half a year. He advanced from a First Grade warrior to a Third Grade warrior.    

Although Uncle Lang rarely praised Reg, from the passion in his eyes, it could be seen that even he was very surprised by Reg's progress.    

Although Reg's current strength was not considered outstanding among his peers, after all, Reg had never practiced combat power in the past 18 years. He had even missed the best age to practice combat power.    

In just a year, Reg had found the time he had missed. He had once again stood on the same starting line as his peers who had practiced Battle Qi Spell since they were young. He had even surpassed them.    

Since the first time Uncle Lang had asked Reg to take revenge, Uncle Lang had not asked Reg to do anything else. The only thing Reg needed to do was to train hard.    

"Even if you are a true genius, if you don't cultivate diligently, you will at most be an ordinary expert. If you want to become stronger, you have to pay more than others!"    

Reg deeply agreed with this.    

As he felt the strength in his body increasing, Reg's confidence also increased. This was the feeling of strength!    

"Hong, hong..."    

The huge waves kept hitting the reefs by the sea, splashing white foam that looked like milk. On the surface of the water. Under the water. Reg was waving the huge sword like a willow leaf swaying in the wind. If it was someone else watching... A person could actually use his sword at such a high speed in the water?    

"Three thousand swings of the sword completed!"    

Reg, who was only wearing a pair of shorts and naked upper body, rushed out of the water and landed on the reef by the shore. The huge sword in his hand nimbly drew a flower pattern, then turned around and stabbed in front of him.    

Sitting cross-legged on the cold reef, Reg quietly controlled the ice combat power in his body to calm his heartbeat, which was violently beating because of the intense training just now.    

A two-masted ship slowly sailed in the distance. Reg did not see it. Although Bari Island was located at the border, it was located next to an important sailing route, and there were merchant ships passing by from time to time.    

Reg also chose a relatively hidden location. It was on the back of a large reef. Even if the ship sailed close, it would not be able to discover Reg's existence.    

The reason Reg chose this place was because the waves here were the fiercest. Reg used the environment here to train.    

"Plop." The sound of a heavy object falling into the water entered Reg's ears. Reg opened his eyes in surprise and looked through the edge of the reef. Reg saw the two-masted ship in the distance actually stop. There were a few people standing on the side of the ship. Each of them held a shining sword in their hands.    

"Quick, that woman jumped into the water and escaped!"    

"She ran towards the island and chased after her to catch her. If she ran away, we would all be dead!"    

"Quick, quick, quick!"    

A loud and clear shout came from the ship. The ship actually turned around. It headed towards the island, and at the same time, the ship put down a small boat. Six or seven big men jumped into the ship with weapons in their hands and rowed towards the island.