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.

spear’s surface appeared as if it was coated with

as if it was covered in

looked straight at the

angle, it appeared pitch black, and there was no

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

Geena picked the Silver Scales as he also used a

Geena was most comfortable

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

spear, Geena would naturally be choosing the spear-type martial art

still not in a hurry to

Geena went to where they placed the

here, he should

far lesser

ranking, the lesser the availability of

were all kept on the third floor of the martial art chambers, and ordinary people would not

Geena nodded.

was acknowledging Fabian, a long dark red sword caught his

learned that the sword’s handle had delicate red patterns on

attracted to the Flame Sword because it was rare, but because when he approached the Flame Sword, he felt it radiating

the heat was radiated from the

fire flowing in it, and the closer he was to it, the more obvious the heat

eyes glistened with surprise, and he cast a curious glance at

Sword, a

his lips and

talking about these

answered, “Yes, these fine lines were carved by an

to be at least

also many types of

this Flame Sword’s carvings, it

that can speed

”

that, inscriptions can add different abilities to a weapon?” Geena stared at

“In summary, yes.

inscription patterns are profound, and I

there’s an inscriber at the Oceans Chamber of Commerce

nurture their younger generations,

weapons of the same rank without inscriptions will have big differences than those with

this

weapon, but when dealing with other common sharp weapons of the same grade, the common weapon may burn and melt from the activation of the Flame Sword’s

Geena blinked as he

I know it now.

letting me

“Josef, as your elder, I must remind you