The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“There are so many martial art skills!” Geena was stupefied.

As he remembered, only three sets of martial art skills were passed down by Salleria’s royal family.

However, if each wooden grid had one set of martial art skills, there would be about a hundred here.

That number was shocking.

“Of course not!” Fabian laughed, “there are thirty-seven types of martial arts skills kept in the Lawrence family.

The rest of them are just library collections.

Nonetheless, they are also collected by the Lawrences.”

‘Thirty-seven is a lot.’ Geena thought.

As he had ample time, Geena was not in a hurry to choose, and he had just finished wandering this floor.

Just as Fabian said, there were only 37 martial arts skills placed in the wooden grids, and each grid stored one type.

There were even explanatory notes at the side on what type of martial arts skill it was, its origin, and so on.

The rest of the wooden grids were filled with collections of books.

Since each grid could not have one book only, dozens of books were kept in a grid.

When Fabian noticed that Geena appeared calm, he asked curiously, “Have you decided on what type of martial art skill you’ re going for?”

“I’d like to see what type of weapons there are first, then I’ll choose the skill,” Geena explained his plan.

He was not wandering since the beginning, but he already made plans and goals in his heart.

“Let’s go to the second floor to look at the weapons.” Fabian led Geena upstairs.

The second floor of the martial art chamber had a similar setup to the floor below.

However, it was not as peaceful as the first floor as some Lawrence family members here.

Fabian instantly whispered and explained that these people were responsible for safeguarding the weapons, and Geena should not be bothered by them.

Geena nodded and walked forward.

He already knew that the first to third-grade weapons were low-ranking, the fourth to sixth-grade weapons were middle-ranking, and seventh to ninth-grade weapons were high-ranking.

James let him choose a low-ranking weapon, so he could only pick one from first to third grade.

There were many sharp weapons to choose from, but Geena already targeted picking a third-grade spear.

The spear was named Silver Scales.

name, the spear’s surface appeared

it seemed as if it was covered in a thin layer of

scales was if you looked straight at the blade of the Silver

it from a certain angle, it appeared pitch black, and there was no shine at

Geena made good use of this, he would indeed have a fantastic result

that, Geena picked the Silver Scales as he also used a spear before this, Dragon-Exterminator

was most

Scales Spear‘s grade was slightly inferior to the Dragon-Exterminator

spear, Geena would naturally

was still not in a hurry to pick

to where they placed the middle-rank

he was already here, he should surely gain more

middle-rank weapons were far

the higher the ranking, the lesser

but they were all kept on the

Geena nodded.

he was acknowledging Fabian, a long dark red sword caught his

delicate red patterns

not attracted to the Flame Sword because it was rare, but because when he approached the Flame Sword, he felt

the heat was radiated from the fine red

the pattern, he noticed as if there was fire flowing in

and he cast a curious glance at

a trace

lips and answered,

you talking about these red-colored fine

answered, “Yes, these fine lines were

at least middle-rank to

many types of

this Flame Sword’s carvings, it can make it produce flame-like

are inscription patterns that can speed up sharp weapons’ movement and even produce

”

that, inscriptions can add different abilities to a

“In summary, yes.

patterns are profound, and I can’t

inscriber at the

younger generations, and they’ll prepare weapons

weapons of the same rank without inscriptions will have

as this

but when dealing with other common sharp weapons of the same grade, the common weapon may burn

Geena blinked as

I know it now.

you for letting me know,

it now?” Fabian was stunned, and he exclaimed, “Josef, as your elder,