Whenever the first ray of dawn shines down, wisps of fog will rise from this quaint town. The colorful fog is not thick. If you look closely, you can even find bunches of colorful light spots.
Being free among them, this is the only bright spot in this slightly quaint town.
At this moment, in an open space at the back of Tourmaline Town, a figure that was taller than an average man stood there, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he played with the gold coins in his hand with great interest.
Even though it was shrouded in fog, I could clearly see the man's face and the glimmer of light in his eyes.
And this man is none other than the retired young soldier, Dre.
Recalling the exchange with Hero's father, Savi, a few days ago, Dre couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement in his eyes.
In fact, a few years ago, Xavi planned to find a warrior for Hero and Tias to teach them martial arts. However, due to the applicant's strength being too vague, the matter has been pushed until now.
Afterwards, listening to the descriptions of Helo and Tias, Savi also had some preliminary impressions of Dre's strength. Dre felt the simple folk customs of Tourmaline Town under the warm hospitality of the other party, and he also had an impression of this place.
Got a certain good impression.
Savvy and Dre discussed, and both of them knew something about each other's situation. In the end, Savvy decided to hire Dre as an instructor for the entire town at a reward of one gold coin a day, teaching the children in the town martial arts.
Gold coins are not enough for an eighth-level warrior, but for a person like Dre who has no intention of wandering, this is also a huge amount of income, so Dre readily agreed.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Dre put the gold coins in his hand back into his pocket and looked towards the intersection in the distance. Not long after, there were some petite figures moving slowly in the mist at the intersection in the distance. The children in Tourmaline Town had begun to gather in groups.
When they came here, their faces were filled with excitement, and they were all looking forward to their first training.
"Good morning, uncle." Holo, who had just arrived, greeted Dre from a long way away. Although it was a greeting, it still made Dre have a dark look on his face.
"Little brat! Stand in line!" Dre pretended to be angry, rolled his eyes at the former, and shouted: "Don't call me uncle in the future."
"No problem, uncle!" Holo deliberately pronounced the word "uncle" loudly, and then he playfully stuck out his tongue at Dre and quickly ran into the team.
In a moment, the children were all here. They stood upright one by one and tried their best to stand up straight.
Looking at the uneven square formation standing in front of him, Dre nodded. Although the team was not standing neatly, it had already reached a preliminary scale.
Clearing his throat, Dre retracted his smile, and his resolute face was filled with seriousness.
"Boys, I believe you all know my identity. From now on, I will be your instructor." The rich voice echoed in the open space, and the domineering aura emerged again.
"In the future training, I hope you can clearly define your status." At this point, Dre paused briefly, looked at Helo and Tias with a meaningful look, and continued: "I don't care.
Your family may have great status and wealth in this town, but at least your family doesn't have the capital to give you a 'Magic Scroll' or a 'Dou Qi Secret Book' for you to practice."
Having said this, Dre's eyes swept over the children from relatively good families in Tourmaline Town, and their faces were all filled with gloom.
Dre slightly raised the corners of his mouth without leaving any trace, and continued: "So, if you want to gain tyrannical power, you need to constantly temper your body to reach a level of strength, speed, and resistance to blows.
Unprecedented heights."
After the words were finished, bursts of sighs could be heard in the square formation, and the empty space that had been silent for a while suddenly became noisy.
"Instructor, I heard my father say that when you train to the level of a sixth-level warrior, you have already reached the limit of your human body. Can you still improve at that time?" The noisy voice continued for a long time, and then a somewhat strange sound was slowly heard from the square array.
A timid voice, and as soon as this question came out, the square became quiet again, and all the children's eyes fell on Dre. This question was also a question they all shared.
"Bullshit limits, that's just an excuse for those guys who don't have perseverance. They can't stand more difficult training and think they've reached the limit of the human body?" Hearing the children's questions, Dre was obviously very disdainful, "I, Dre, rely on**
The training has now reached the level of an eighth-level warrior, and he is still capable of fighting against a ninth-level warrior. In my eyes, the limits of the human body are just a joke."
After the words fell, all the children's eyes flashed with a hint of conviction. Now that the best example is in front of them, this fact becomes irrefutable.
"And there is no bottleneck between levels in military training. As long as you continue to train, your strength will continue to grow." At this point, Dre seemed to think of something, pondered for a moment, and continued: "However, a warrior who has reached level nine
After reaching this level, I don’t know if I can make another breakthrough.”
Listening to Dre's introduction, all the children's faces were full of horror. Bottlenecks have become a nightmare for almost all warriors and magicians. For some people, it takes decades or even a lifetime just to break through a level.
Stagnating at that level without bottlenecks means that you will climb to the highest peak without any hindrance on the road of cultivation. Even if you cannot reach the level after the ninth level that is enough to be proud of the entire continent, it is enough. After all, a ninth-level warrior
Even in the royal family, you can enjoy titles.
As if he had glimpsed the children's psychology, Dre pondered for a moment, his face became serious again, and he shouted: "But, the training of children is not as simple as you think. The training of children is more difficult than normal."
Cultivation is ten times, a hundred times more. It requires constantly breaking through physiological limits and tapping the potential of the human body. Therefore, if you want to gain strong strength through physical training, you must not be afraid of hardship and fatigue. Do you understand?"
"I know." Only a few sporadic voices came from the team. It was obvious that most of the children had been frightened by the difficulties Dre said.
Seeing this scene, Dre couldn't help but frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a rapid scream.
"Run, run...back to the town!"
"Hurry...the magical beast kept in the Leopard Alliance is out of control, hurry...run!"
Following the sound, I saw at the end of the road, two slightly embarrassed figures running in the direction of the clearing in a panic, waving their hands constantly, realizing that Dre and the children were about to return to the town.
"Eh? Aren't these Uncle Mag and Uncle Matt?" Holo recognized these two embarrassed figures at a glance, and said in surprise: "Didn't they go to raid the 'Leopard Alliance''s lair? Why are they still running away?"
Are you back?"
Hearing Hero's question, Tias also shook his head, "It seems like something was released."
As soon as Tias finished speaking, a sudden vibration came from the earth, and all the children trembled violently.
Suddenly, everyone seemed to be sensing the situation, and their eyes were all looking in the direction of the two embarrassed figures.
Even though it was a bit shrouded in fog, it could be vaguely discovered that behind Mag and Matt, several two-meter-tall cow-shaped monsters were following closely behind, galloping towards the open space. Every time their huge hooves stepped on
There are also some wet lands that will cause violent vibrations to the earth.
Even though they were far apart, the children could still hear the increasingly angry gasps. It was obvious that Mag and Matt had angered these extremely terrifying monsters.
"Level 4 monster, war-hungry mad bull!"
Almost instantly, such a name appeared in everyone's mind.