The distance from the Fighting Academy to the hill where Sakai is standing is not too far. With the running speed of the academy, these freshmen in the academy, almost no time to get to their destination before noon. But if the training performed by freshmen in the Fighting Academy, the number one in the Ottoman Empire, was only so simple, then the capital of the Ottoman Empire would not be called the Sword Saint City, but should be renamed another name. After all, in the southeast of the Sword Saint City, there is still a higher institution and the Fighting Academy, which is no less than that of the Fighting Academy. The reason why most of the students in the Fighting Academy showed a pleading look on their faces when they heard Sakai's training was entirely because they had already tasted the pain of such special long-distance running many times.

Not only do you have to carry a 50-pound long sword, but you also have to leave the Sword Saint City and walk into the forest to prevent the sneak attacks of first-level monsters from suddenly rushing out from both sides. There may even be a very low chance of encountering attacks from second-level monsters. This is where this long-distance run really needs to train them. Wuqi will not know how powerful the first-level monster is, but his classmates who have experienced the same training know very well. A level-level monster is enough to seriously injure a fighter among ordinary people. You can beat a strong young man to become disabled in just a few strokes, and kill ordinary people who are not strong in one blow. Not to mention that they are the oldest children who are only 16 years old.

However, how many ordinary people can enter the swordsmanship academy to study? In the life-and-death battle with first-level monsters, these children have already developed a physique that is far beyond ordinary people. Not only can they swing a heavy sword weighing up to 50 kilograms to attack at a young age, but their physical strength is also so high that they can sprint 1,000 meters with all their strength and will not breathe. But they are just children after all, after all, their minds are not fully mature, so they almost have the idea of ​​fearing hard to escape difficulties.

Wuqi is the most prominent of these people. After sprinting nearly 100 meters at the fastest speed on weekdays, he became exhausted. Fortunately, his amazing recovery quickly restored his exhausted energy. However, looking at Xiao De who was running around him without any effort and the team that was getting farther and farther away from him in front, Wuqi couldn't help but feel a sense of giving up in his heart. While gasping, he said with difficulty: "Xiao De! You... usually run so fast? Can you... be slower?"

At the current speed, there is absolutely no problem to reach the destination smoothly within the specified time. In a sense, this is still the most physically energy-saving way of running. But this speed is already as slow as a marathon for ordinary people. For Xiao De, who is in the upper reaches of the freshmen of the Fighting Academy, this **-rathon running speed is really too slow. The most important thing is that he doesn't want to be at the bottom yet, and he doesn't want to be laughed at by other classmates who are not as good as him because he brings Wuqi, the newcomer. Therefore, Xiao De did not give him a good face, but glared at Wuqi in anger. Seeing his face flushed and his nose was not even too late to wipe his breath, his eyes suddenly narrowed and he replied angrily: "Hey! Are you called Wuqi? Do you want to learn swordsmanship in school with such a little strength?"

"Hu...Hu...Yes." Wuqi nodded subconsciously while panting, and said intermittently: "Uncle... asked me to come to school...I also want to... become stronger."

"Be stronger? You are the way you are?" Xiao De suddenly shook his body and his steps were a little confused when he heard this. He almost fell down because of this. It took him several seconds to adjust his breathing again, and while running briskly, he grinned and said, "Wuqi. You are not kidding me, are you?"

"I'm not kidding."

"Then do you really want to learn swordsmanship?"

"Yeah." Wuqi nodded without thinking. Looking at Wuqi's silly appearance, Xiaode suddenly laughed angry. He suddenly stopped and looked behind Wuqi and carefully looked at the other party's back. Seeing that Wuqi's running posture and speed were extremely poor, and there was no sign of muscle in his limbs. He had the idea of ​​abandoning Wuqi, intending to catch up with the main force by himself, and then surpassed them one by one in the envious and jealous eyes of the other students, and finally won the first place. But just as he thought of this idea, he remembered what Sakai said to him before he set off.

"His name is Wuqi, one year younger than you. Today is his first day to attend class, so the safety on the road will be left to you. Don't be late, and you are not allowed to abandon him in the middle, do you know?"

"Xiao De. Do you know that when you are in danger outside, a person's power is very small. If you don't know how to protect your companions, what should you do when you encounter a dangerous monster, and you can't beat it yourself and can't escape? Remember the teacher's words, even if your companion can't help at all now, he may still drag you down halfway, but you have to remember that your efforts will not be in vain. One day, you will also need help from your companions. Today you have helped Wuqi. When you need help, Wuqi will likely help you at the most critical moment. Do you understand?"

"I don't care whether you understand or not. In short, you must listen to what the teacher said. Remember me honestly what I said just now."

Finally, it was Sakai's last command that completely dispelled Xiaode's idea of ​​abandoning Wuqi. There is no way, who would let himself practice swordsmanship under Sakai's disciples in the future? If he offended him now, what should he do if Teacher Sakai wears his shoes in the future? What if he lost confidence in himself because of his impulse today, he would not allow himself to participate in the professional selection competition? Not being able to participate in the professional selection competition means that he will never become a swordsman. If he cannot become a swordsman, it means that he will never become a super strong man as respected as the sword saint Abel.

Becoming the second swordsman in the Ottoman Empire has always been his dream. Giving up Wuqi means he has put out the fire of his dream with his own hands. He is only 8 years old, but his mind is gradually mature. He immediately realized the seriousness of this problem. After a while, he finally convinced himself completely. After shook his head helplessly, he accelerated and ran to Wuqi again, and said in a plain tone: "Wuqi! Let me tell you the truth. This running is not a real training, a real training

It is to fight against the first-level monsters that suddenly appear anytime and anywhere. If you run at your current speed, once you really encounter a sneak attack from the first-level monster, let alone resist, I think you don’t even have a chance to escape. We are about to enter the mountains and forests, otherwise you can let me run with you on my back. In this way, our speed can be faster. If we don’t catch up with the large army, we will be in trouble if we really encounter a sneak attack from the first-level monsters. I can barely deal with a few, but what about you? How many can you deal with?"

"I..." Wuqi didn't know how to answer. First of all, he didn't know what a monster was. Secondly, although his vision was not as broad as Xiaode, the contempt that Xiaode showed from time to time just now was still more or less heard. He couldn't help but feel a little angry. He looked at Xiaode who was laughing at him unhappily, frowned and said angrily: "I don't know what a monster is, but you... don't have to look down on me so much! I'm just one year older than me! Humph! I can run to the top of the mountain myself."

After saying that, Wuqi gritted his teeth and accelerated his pace in the direction of the disappearance of the large army. His running posture was naturally even more ugly than before, but the speed was indeed not slow. But for Wuqi himself, this speed had reached a level that could almost suffocate him. Every few steps he ran, his eyes would suddenly turn black, and then he would restore his vision like lightning. While he was even more laborious than before, he seemed to feel as if he was in a room with lights flashing, but he didn't know that this was an alarm before his body collapsed.

"Oh? Are you still angry? I didn't expect that you are so weak and have a big temper." Looking at Wuqi, who was soaked in sweat, who was soaked in front of him and his back, looked like he would never admit defeat and hold on to the end, Xiao De smiled instead, but muttered to himself: It would be better if you could run at such a fast speed.

For more than an hour later, Xiao De was waiting silently behind Wu Qi with the mentality of seeing people look ugly, waiting for him to turn around and bow to him to admit his mistake. But what Xiao De didn't expect was that Wu Qi had been running for more than an hour ago and could hold on for so long. And it seemed that he had gradually become accustomed to this situation of physical collapse. Although Wu Qi was still running so hard in front of him, Xiao De never saw a trace of the other party's expression on his face. This surprised Xiao De, who was planning to make Wu Qi jokes, and he also secretly admired Wu Qi.

But unfortunately, at this moment, Wuqi finally failed to step on his feet because of excessive physical overdrawing and the first time he had experienced such a long and fast running for the first time. He fell to the ground with fatigue. He didn't even have the strength to shout.

"Teacher! Is he a natural funny material? I just wanted to praise him, but he fell down. This is a coincidence!" Xiao De in the rear stopped at the same time. He sighed to the sky, shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself, and then walked towards Wuqi a little reluctantly, intending to make up with him temporarily and help the guy who dragged him up. But as soon as he took a few steps, his steps suddenly stopped unconsciously.

Wuqi, who had already come back from the pain, looked at Xiaode who suddenly stopped and looked confused. He was about to say something, but saw Xiaode's face suddenly turned pale like paper, and an extremely anxious look appeared on his handsome little face, and then he heard the other party shouting to him, "Let's go down!!!".

Wuqi followed Xiao De's instructions without hesitation and lowered his head suddenly. He was about to ask why the other party suddenly said such strange words to him, but as soon as he lay his head and body on the ground, he was frightened by the huge body that suddenly flew over his head and his legs and his heart trembled.

A creature with a body of more than three meters long and thick black fluff suddenly appeared 1 meter ahead of Wuqi. While seeing the appearance of this creature, even the experienced Xiao De couldn't help but be shocked. He stuttered and said in a daze: "How... Maybe! This... This... This... This... The second level monster black bear!"
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