The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

“Yes.” Kehr did not find his proposal so shocking.

Shen Yanxiao blinked her eyes and pointed to herself then said, “I am a low undead.”

Kehr raised his eyebrows, sized up Shen Yanxiao from head to toe, and said in a meaningful tone, “Are you sure?”

“What do you mean?” Kehr’s attitude gave Shen Yanxiao a hint of doubt.

“Although I’m not sure what’s going on with you, there’s one thing I can be sure about. The body of the resurrected undead can’t be as flexible as yours. If I’m not mistaken, you should be a purebred undead. Though I don’t know what forces are hindering your growth.” Kehr smilingly said. When he attacked Shen Yanxiao just now, he found that this undead was definitely not simply a low undead. After a corpse was resurrected, whether considering the power or reaction speed, each would be greatly reduced. However, Shen Yanxiao’s present reaction speed was something that even some of the higher undead were not necessarily able to achieve.

Obviously, she could never be a resurrected undead.

Shen Yanxiao grew silent. Kehr’s analysis was correct in one respect.

The seal on her body was really hindering the undead blood in her body to a great extent. But she had only met Kehr just now; for him to be able to guess so accurately, Shen Yanxiao could not help but look at the undead in a different light.

“If you are willing to accept my invitation, then maybe I can find a way to help you solve your problems. And even if your problem can’t be solved, you can still get a better training in the Deathfire Academy. At least those secret books of physical skills are something you can’t see anywhere else.” Kehr continued to persuade Shen Yanxiao.

“Why do you want to invite me?” Kehr’s conditions was very tempting, but Shen Yanxiao still wasn’t muddled in the brain.

“Because you are strong.” Kehr recognized Shen Yanxiao’s strength.

“Me? Strong? You’re kidding, right?” Shen Yanxiao laughed. She was so weak right now that even she looked down on herself. The only thing she could do was train her physical skills during this period of time.

“You don’t know?” Kehr froze. Shen Yanxiao’s self-mocking smile made him find it hard to understand.

“What should I know?” Shen Yanxiao was even more confused.

“Us undead, because of our physique, those who can train their physical skills are rare. Your physical skills are very powerful; I don’t know how you developed them, but it is very rare to attain this level with the body of an undead. With your present skills, ordinary high undead are not your opponents.” Kehr was surprised that Shen Yanxiao knew nothing about the strength of her own physical skill.

“What did you say?” Shen Yanxiao was not calm at all.

How on earth could she beat a high undead with her current fragile body?

Based on Shen Yanxiao’s discernment, she was now at best a showy but without-practical-skill primary professional, while the high undead were senior professionals. In human society, these two levels had a very wide difference. If a Primary Magician could beat a Senior Magician, people would absolutely laugh to death.

“Believe me, I’ve just tested your skills. Ordinary high undead can’t escape from you.” Kehr smiled and said. This little undead seemed unaware of her own strength.

“…” Shen Yanxiao felt awkward. Since becoming an undead, she had always thought of herself as a weak chicken. As a result, today, there was a powerful high undead who told her that she was actually quite powerful, this feeling…

It was damn complicated.