In his trance, An Yan saw a tall and mighty barbarian. That person was the same as the one he saw last time. Every time he saw An Yan, he would be envious for a long time. He wondered when he could have such a mighty and majestic appearance. However, when he thought of his height, he was defeated. No matter what, he had been an adult for several years. It was impossible for him to grow taller. It would be good if he could become stronger. That way, he would be worthy of his barbarian identity. Look at him. He was more than 2.5 meters tall and could be called a giant. Even the tallest person in the Guinness World Record could not compare to him.
No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a barbarian. It would be more like a shriveled wizard. Sigh, forget it. The more I think about it, the sadder I get. It's really infuriating to compare people.
An Yan saw that there was a circle of monsters around the burly man. Although those monsters were all five to six meters tall, they gave An Yan the feeling that they were much shorter than the burly man. This was the might of the burly man. Those monsters were like kittens in front of him, making An Yan completely ignore their ferocious appearance. If one looked closely, they would be able to see that some of these monsters had lightning on their claws, and some of their fur was flickering with the same light. These were not ordinary beasts at all. They were called monsters without any waste of talent. Such a monster was defeated by the Barbarian. An Yan only saw streams of air surging in the Barbarian's chest, then rushing out of his mouth along his throat. With a roar, a circle of invisible shock waves spread in all directions. Those monsters staggered back as they roared. Their bodies trembled as if they had encountered something terrifying. Their tall and ferocious bodies were like puppies with their tails between their legs.
An Yan noticed that it wasn't a single monster, but a 20-meter-wide circle of monsters around the Barbarian. There were tens of them, or even hundreds of them.
"Wakaka, this is great. This skill is the best weapon in group battles. If I can learn it, haha, wouldn't any monster be scared to death by my shout?”An Yan looked at the effect of the Roar skill and felt an itch in his throat. He wanted to roar as well. If he had learned this skill earlier, wouldn't the monsters that chased him everywhere be a piece of cake? When the time came, he would end the battle with a roar. Those monsters would be his gold coins, shining gold coins!
The barbarian's angry roar kept echoing in his mind. An Yan tried his best to remember the path of the airflow flowing in the barbarian's body. He repeated it until he completely remembered it. In the personal area, An Yan couldn't feel the passage of time. He just watched and remembered, completely immersed in his studies.
After an unknown period of time, An Yan woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the bright office. It was already noon outside. He did not expect that it would take so long to enter the personal area to learn that skill. From 6 am to 12 am, it was almost six hours! He had finally learned that skill. An Yan could not help but sigh. This skill was far inferior to the mouse click in the game. Moreover, he had only learned it in theory. He still needed a lot of practice to use it freely.
An Yan returned to the personal area. He wanted to see everything there so that he wouldn't miss anything. What he saw was that the storage space had doubled in size. It was originally 1 cubic meter, but now it was 2 cubic meters. Was this a change after the upgrade? An Yan thought about it and understood. This made sense. If it was always one cubic meter, it would be too impractical. It would not be able to store anything slightly larger. Thinking back to the novels he read, some of those storage rings had a space of a few hundred square kilometers, and some were even a world. A world, how big would that be? However, he also knew that it was a novel, and it was the most exaggerated Xianxia novel. This was the real world, and it was impossible for such an exaggerated scene to exist. If there really was one, An Yan hoped that it would appear on him.
He had always been paying attention to what was in the storage space, but he had never noticed the change in the size of the space. If he had not seen the change in attributes, he did not know when he would have noticed it. This made him very dissatisfied with his carelessness. It would be terrible if he missed out on something good.
What about the others? An Yan searched carefully, but it seemed that there was nothing left. There were only six sides in the cube. He already knew four of them. They were the attribute panel, the grocery store, the skill panel, and the storage space. The other two sides did not respond. No matter how An Yan tried, he could not get any results. He could only give up and wait for the future.
After searching for An Yan, there was another reward. He didn't know if this was good news or bad news, but he had a better understanding of the Roar skill."Roar at the enemy ferociously, reducing the damage of enemies within 25 yards by 50%. Lasts for 15 seconds, consumes 20 Rage.”It turned out that there was a line of introduction behind the skill. He was too anxious and forgot to look at it.
It seemed that the effect of this skill was different from that of the Mighty Barbarian. It only reduced the enemy's damage. Wasn't it supposed to scare the enemy to death? An Yan couldn't understand. Later, he found an explanation for himself. That Barbarian was obviously a high-level guy. Of course, the ability of his skills would also rise. When his level was higher, he might be able to reach that person's level. With this thought in mind, An Yan no longer hoped that he could kill a group of monsters with a roar. He began to look at this skill with a normal heart. To be honest, even if this skill was not as powerful as it appeared, it was still very useful. Reduces the enemy's damage by 50%. What kind of concept was that? That meant that attacks that could have killed you might only cause you serious injuries, while attacks that could have caused you serious injuries would only cause you light injuries, and attacks that could have caused you light injuries might directly become tickles.
"Hehe, this looks good too!”An Yan thought of the effect of this skill, then he muttered to himself,"But what is that rage? I seem to have seen it somewhere before.”He remembered that there was a skill description for {Smash}. It said that it generated Rage 6. An Yan found it strange. He had used {Smite} dozens of times, but why didn't he feel any Rage?
He looked left and right on his body, but there was nothing wrong. That anger thing came and went without a trace. It couldn't be touched or seen, so An Yan couldn't be bothered with it. He tried his best to simulate the flow of air in King Kong's body (Oh, it was the Mighty Barbarian that An Yan saw when he was learning the skill. He felt that this name was very suitable) and then shouted.
" Ah!" An Yan screamed and quickly shut his mouth.
"What's wrong? Let's do it again!”An Yan continued to try.
"Ahh!"
"No, let's do it again!"
"Cuckoo ~~"
"Gaga!"
It was as if a pack of wild wolves had arrived in the office, and all kinds of cries echoed. Fortunately, the soundproofing here was top-notch. Only faint sounds could be heard from outside. Otherwise, the wolves would definitely be summoned. Oh, maybe the wolves wouldn't come, but the monsters would definitely be summoned. An Yan didn't dare to howl so loudly anymore. He began to practice in a low voice, comparing himself with the fierce barbarian in his consciousness.
After an hour of practice, An Yan finally achieved some results. It was actually an accident. After practicing for such a long time, there was no progress. This made An Yan very angry, and his anger rose. The furious An Yan suddenly felt a gust of air. He didn't know where it came from, but it surged in An Yan's chest. He immediately guided the air to his throat.
"Roar ~" An invisible wave spread out in all directions. However, whether it was the tables, chairs, or the waste paper on the ground, there was no change. It was not as noticeable as An Yan's usual roar. At least there was an echo, right?
"What's going on?" An Yan scratched his head. Could it be that he had lost his breath?
An Yan decided to try again. He brewed for a moment and reminded himself of those people who were eaten by the monster and the monster that was chasing after him. An Yan's anger was born. He felt the airflow again and immediately opened his mouth to shout,"Roar!"”
He succeeded again! However, the result was still the same. The surroundings were calm. His roar was not very strong, and it did not cause the glass to shake. An Yan was a little dejected. He had spent a lot of effort to accidentally know how to stimulate anger, but his roar was so powerless. What was this! Could it be that his level was too low? He had learned two skills now, which meant that he was only level two.
"That must be the case. His level is too low!”An Yan said to himself. If he wanted to increase its power, he would have to increase the skill level. This would require An Yan to increase his level in order to obtain skill points. If his skills were upgraded to a certain level, he might be able to reach the level of the mighty Barbarian in his consciousness, right?
Just as he was roaring, a monster in the room above An Yan stopped eating. It raised its head, and there was still a piece of bloody meat in its mouth with a piece of cloth on it. The monster suddenly shuddered when it heard the roar. It looked around in surprise, but it did not find anything. Just as it was about to continue eating, another roar sounded. It felt its strength rapidly decrease. This made it very unhappy. The monster gave up the fresh flesh under its feet and left this place that made it feel that something was wrong.
The Roar skill had a range of 25 meters. This range was not only on a flat surface, but also included a ball with him as the center. As long as the enemy was within this range, they would be affected. Of course, just like the transmission of sound waves, the effect of the skill was the same. The closer to An Yan, the stronger the effect. The further away from him, the worse the effect. Such an effect was already very shocking. Of course, An Yan did not know the reason for the skill's effect. He only knew how to use it.
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