In the college, there was originally a lively atmosphere because of the freshman competition. As time passed, everything returned to normal, and there were obviously fewer students talking about the competition. However, Mu Bai and other students who showed amazing strength in the competition almost became
He became the most concerned person in the entire academy, and even the proud aura of talented students like Olais seemed much dim compared to Mu Bai and the others.
Of course, the most regrettable thing is the final. No one expected that the competition would end in a draw.
As for rewards, in addition to the four-year tuition exemption, Mu Bai also received a seventh-level magic equipment, which is a pair of exquisite leather boots called 'Blast'. When worn on the feet, it can greatly increase the movement speed, and can also
A short flight would be worth at least one million gold coins if it were auctioned.
The following days became a bit dull, but this peaceful environment seemed to hide a potential danger, just like the calm before the storm.
Late at night. Behind the college.
Mubai felt that his injury was almost recovered, so he continued to practice from tonight, but without Karlovich's guidance, which made Mubai feel a little uneasy. Until now, he still can't understand Karlovich.
What happened to Vicky, and what does all this have to do with the Martial God Order?
Now, Mu Bai's strength is only the three-star junior level. Although he also has a trace of the power of the soul to use martial arts, but after fighting with Leon, he deeply understood that his strength is still too weak. If he loses all the help, he will be in trouble.
It's very possible that he won't even make it into the top fifty in the freshman competition.
Facing the wooden man in front of him, Mubai continued to practice the attack moves taught to him by Karlovich over and over again, sweating profusely.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was a constant muffled sound of flesh and wood colliding.
This training method seems very simple, but the process of learning martial arts is like this. From the shallower to the deeper, from the outside to the inside, persevere, and you have to rely on yourself to understand it with your heart. There is no absolute strongest move in the world, because in the face of absolute power,
Any move is just a decoration.
Dilla sat aside and watched Mubai's training quietly without disturbing him.
The two-hour training was over. Mubai slowly let out a breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to meditate.