"This... I'm not too sure either. I suppose I encountered some strange magic and was directly teleported to Kalong Snow Mountain. So this place is called Avatolon Continent?" Mel could sense how extraordinary this place was. A continent completely devoid of magic—it was hard to believe it was on the same planet as Kandewen Continent.
Judging by the route, Avatolon Continent should have been east of Kandewen Continent. One would have to cross the vast sea, and according to the descriptions, there seemed to be storms like those in the north blocking the way.
Powerful storms had directly divided different regions of the same planet into two separate worlds. Even Mel could only be astonished by this.
"May I ask whether there are any countries on this continent?" Mel continued asking.
"Countries? There's no such thing here. I read in books left behind by those scholars that they seemed to be established by nobles to oppress others. That's what the descriptions sounded like, anyway." The young man stroked his chin as he walked, then continued, "But there are plenty of martial halls and tribes on this continent. We practice martial arts, and everyone learns how to fight. Even ordinary people without much talent still aspire to become fighters."
"Fighters, or rather, Martial Artists, right? Then have you mastered Qi Gong? I'd like to see it." Mel gradually grew excited. This was the missing piece he needed. With a fighter's qi, perhaps he could develop the Battle Mage profession. That way, he would not need to rely too heavily on the power of curses, and he could turn Battle Mage into a universal profession that anyone could learn.
Of course, even this universal profession required a certain foundation of training. At the very least, one had to be able to use