The first training session ended after a prayer time. The students who returned to the brigade castle were all exhausted.
It was mid-afternoon. After receiving the daily training in the morning, students from other brigades were walking out of their respective brigades in groups, either heading to the Fantasy Tower, the library, or the training room and racecourse for self-training.
When they saw the unlucky freshmen of Team E on the boulevard of the college, everyone looked at them sympathetically.
News within the training camp spread quickly. The freshmen of Team E had just been dragged into Qingbo Lake in the back mountain, and the news that Kameni asked them to carry 20 kilograms and run 100 kilometers in five hours had already spread.
The whole college.
Wherever the news passed, it was like a hurricane, causing an uproar.
As soon as the intensive training in the morning ended, some guys who liked gossip began to inquire about the unlucky new students in Team E.
As a result, after they had lunch, took a nice nap, and got up to prepare for the afternoon self-study location, they saw the freshmen who had been trained like a group of refugees walking out in a mess.
To these new students, everyone looked at them as a joke and showed endless sympathy.
That kind of intense training is completely destructive. Not to mention these rookies who have just stepped into the school, even the second and third grade veterans, not everyone can persist. The physical torture is nothing more than the torture.
It's mental torture - the first training session is like this, how will you live the rest of your life?
In fact, let alone the days to come, there is no way to get through the afternoon.
The students who returned to the E-Brigade castle began swordsmanship training and reaction training before they had time to take a rest.
Swordsmanship training involves holding an iron training sword weighing fifty kilograms and slashing the training iron man on the training field a thousand times. Reaction training involves deflecting and dodging arrows without arrows fired from all directions.
Swordsmanship and reaction training are common basic knight training in mainland China. Whether it is on the grassy private training ground of the princes and nobles, or on the dusty threshing floor in the countryside, all knight students will receive similar training.
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However, those who undergo similar training are all younger knight boys. The sword used for general swordsmanship training only weighs about five to eight pounds, and the reaction training is just standing in the middle of an open space to avoid the seams in the leather.
Just a small sandbag.
This kind of basic training is no longer carried out when everyone reaches the eighth level of fighting spirit. After all, for them, fighting spirit training is the most important. Basic training just makes them more familiar with the sword.
The body is just more flexible.
Compared with this low-level and ordinary training with no technical content. Knights who have fighting spirit, especially those who have condensed battle rings, should focus on improving fighting spirit skills and learn more effective and deadly martial arts.
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But now, the poor students are being beaten directly back to the period of serving boys by a group of evil instructors. The only difference is that the swordsmanship and reaction training they now receive are more "in line" with their strength with combat rings.
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There was already a wailing on the training ground.
Especially some of the female students were crying while practicing.
Swinging a fifty-pound iron sword thousands of times is already difficult enough for these young people who are already exhausted. In addition, what is being chopped is an iron man who is far harder than a wooden stake. The shock force
, it can simply make people collapse.
Many people find themselves so vulnerable for the first time.
It was a feeling they had never experienced since they had the battle ring. When the fighting spirit they were proud of was exhausted, the muscles all over their bodies were sore and painful, and the swords in their hands were frequently knocked down during the chopping, they simply couldn't help but feel.
Not even children.
After the previous running training and Kameni's air guidance, everyone also vaguely understood that this kind of training that completely drained the air and allowed them to swim on the edge of the limit was particularly beneficial to them. However, the desire to improve their strength could not reduce the pain.
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Few people have enough perseverance to grit their teeth and keep silent. Most people practice while complaining, and occasionally take advantage of the teachings to be lazy.
You can still be lazy in the swordsmanship training here, but you can't be lazy in the reaction training there.
Repeating crossbows are used for reaction training. Although this weapon has the disadvantages of poor shooting accuracy, short distance, and only has mechanical power and cannot infuse fighting spirit, it has one biggest advantage. That is its extremely fast shooting speed.
Several instructors placed more than 40 non-military repeating crossbows on the edge of the city. One row of students was responsible for shooting, and two rows were responsible for loading. The students receiving training stood in the open space less than thirty meters away to dodge.
An overwhelming barrage of arrows.
Although the arrow heads have been removed and the tops have been polished into a round shape, the arrows still have the power to easily hit the skin, swell and even knock people unconscious. The students must dodge as quickly as possible in order to minimize being
The pain of the hit.
The intensity of this kind of reaction training is completely incomparable to the sandbag attack training in childhood.
The freshmen were running and jumping in the middle of the field, and were knocked down from time to time by powerful arrows. The other old students in the brigade were gathered around the playground, or standing on the high city walls or towers, and they were all stunned to see the bridge.
The tongue cannot move.
Everyone was happy and worried at the same time.
Fortunately, the great instructor Kameni who just came from the main camp is currently only personally formulating training plans for new students. At least for now, he has escaped this disaster. What is worrying is that since all new students have to undergo such training
, then the intensity of the senior training plan that Kameni will be free to develop in the future is not yet known to be much higher than that of the current freshmen.
By that time, I am afraid that with my appearance, I will walk in and go out lying down every day, right? Thinking of this, everyone's face looked a little ugly.
"Push harder, you lazy idiot! If I can't see the sparks in the iron man anymore, I will increase your training volume tenfold and let you, a soft slug, train for me here until death. Don't fucking push me,
If you don’t believe it, just give it a try, kid! I can do whatever I say!”
Haisen's roar was like thunder. He stretched his neck and roared in the ear of a poor student until he couldn't breathe, and then he turned around and walked to the sidelines with great strength.
"Professor Haisen, why are you so angry..." Several veteran students who were familiar with Haisen gathered around and said with playful smiles, "Xiao Xiaohuo, you are quite a lot older."
"Go, go!" Haisen glared and said angrily: "You guys are itchy, right? Believe it or not, I will beat you up in front of the freshmen as a negative example?"
Haisen's words did not have the desired effect, but instead made several old students laugh.
"Come on, you can bluff newcomers."
"That's right. Who in this academy doesn't know your temperament? Why don't you wait until today if you want to beat us up? I've wanted to be beaten by you for a long time. If you want to do it, I'll be the first to do it."
"Instructor Haisen, to be honest, the way you stare is not scary at all."
"You can't do anything except stare?"
The students gathered around Haisen and teased each other, making Haisen groan in anger.
Veteran students of Team E all know that Haisen has a typical weak-looking face during training and instruction. Despite his tall and muscular stature, he is as heavy as a bear. He has a beard, a pair of leopard eyes, and a loud voice.
Just like Lei, but his personality is the gentlest.
Therefore, few students are really afraid of him. Many boys are friends with him, and even many students who have graduated and left often come back to the academy to have a drink with Haisen.
There are many popular instructors like Haisen in Team E. For example, instructors such as Wu Ming and Wald who are standing at the side of the training ground are surrounded by a group of senior students.
Perhaps it's because Team E is used to being looked down upon by other teams, and lacks training resources, so the instructors and students can't use their energy, so there is no intrigue like other teams. The instructors and students are harmonious.
"Go away!" After being exposed by a bunch of brats, Haisen waved his hands angrily, "Get away from me, don't get in the way here. If you keep chirping, I will throw you to the training ground.
Let you also have a taste."
Everyone has always taken the threat of Haisen seriously. However, the old students have a lot of problems with the training of these new students.
"Professor Haisen, do you think our future training will be more intense than this?" asked a second-year student.
"Why do you need to say that?" Haisen rolled his eyes.
Suddenly there was a wailing all around.
"No, how can anyone live like this?"
"Teacher Haisen, you have to save us. We are already miserable here. If we continue to train like this, there is simply no way to survive."
"That's right, our E brigade is not like other brigade. This month, I don't even have a Juyuan Dan, I'm eating grass, and I'm still struggling like this. Do you want me to vomit milk?"
"Ju Yuan Pill? Hey, don't talk about Ju Yuan Pill, I don't even have an Awakening Pill. People are tired from training and eat that thing like beans. We are empty-handed. If we train like this for a day, we won't be able to recover for a week!"
"Help..."
"What the hell are you calling!" Haisen slapped the boy on the head who was shouting for help, scolded him angrily, and then sighed and said, "You guys are just broken pots, and you don't have the strength you had when you first came here.
Xing Qi. If everyone keeps training like this, we may not be worse than other teams. If you can win a few games, don't you need as many things as Ju Yuan Dan, Spiritual Qi Dan, and Awakening Soul Pill?"
Haisen's words made the students quiet down for a moment. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and all of them were stunned and depressed.
Although on the surface, everyone has become accustomed to the current situation of E-Brigade, but in their hearts, why do everyone like to be trash in the eyes of others?
However, in terms of talent, the other teams are indeed much higher. What others can learn in a day, I might not be able to learn in a week. Others practice very quickly without much effort, and watch their fighting spirit increase layer by layer.
, and for people like me, it is extremely difficult every time we advance to a level.
The academy now implements a strength-based system formulated by Diarra himself. According to the regulations of the system, the resource allocation of all brigades must be determined based on strength.
The standard for judging strength is the monthly arena competition.
Three people from each team will compete in the central fantasy tower. The rankings will be determined based on the wins and losses among each other.
The first place will receive 35% of the fantasy tower points, elixirs, horse farms, training equipment and funds, the second place will receive 25%, the third place will receive 20%, and the fourth place will receive 35% of the total.
Got 15%, fifth place got 5%.
Sixth place. Of course there is nothing.
Team E, on the other hand, has not been in the top five for more than a year.
In addition to talent, it is also because Team E has few resources. The number of people who can enter the fantasy world to practice is less than one-tenth of that of other teams. Coupled with the backwardness in elixirs, training facilities and other aspects, the more you lose, the more you lose.
the further away.
This has become a vicious cycle that E Brigade cannot break.
Because the competition between the senior grades has become meaningless due to the widening gap in strength, therefore, every year's competition is held between the lowest grades. In other words, can the e team have a better life this year?
It all depends on these new students now.
This system is fair and fair. After all, the lagging brigades have new opportunities every year. As for whether they can catch up and the talents of the students assigned to the brigades, that is another matter. This was originally
The systems of the other two major training camps were directly transplanted by Diarra, and the first training camp, which had been relatively united in the past, was torn apart.
Now, all the teams are like enemies.
In order to win the weekly resource competition, both students and teachers will use various methods. Not only the seniors of the team will take the initiative to help the players of their own team train, teach them martial arts, give them weapons, armor or elixirs, and even
In the past, there was a vicious incident in which a student who might have won the competition was injured by other students outside the school and was unable to participate.
The atmosphere was a bit silent for a while.
Everyone looked at the freshmen in the training ground thoughtfully.
"Professor Kameni is right to do this," Hessen clenched his fists and reached out to fiddle with the heads of the boys around him. "Now they are at least on the starting line. As long as they persist like this, school may start.
In the first month of competition, we can get into the top five!"
"Top five?" The students looked at each other, all a little listless. They really doubted that no matter how hard Kameni's training was and how hard these freshmen worked, how many of them could defeat those orange and purple talented students from other teams.
They say they started from the same starting line, but in fact, they were already separated before they entered the academy. In just one month, no matter how hard they try to catch up, they can't catch up.
A student turned his head and looked to one side, and suddenly his eyes froze. He yanked Heisen's sleeve and taught excitedly: "Professor Heisen, that, that guy..."
Everyone turned to look in the direction of his finger, and several students also became excited at the same time.
They saw that that morning, Klaus was shopping at the Brigade Gate, and Roy, the new student in West Walker, Arrow Town, was walking alone outside the castle.
"It's him!"
"That's him, his name seems to be Roy."
"What's going on? Why doesn't he train?"
"Teaching, he just left like that?"
Amid the questions from the students, Haisen looked at Roy's back and shook his head. He didn't know what the problem was between Kameni and Roy, but Kameni told him personally.
If you want to train, then train. If you don’t want to train, don’t come.
In Haisen's view, this sentence was actually an angry remark about hating iron but not steel. But he didn't expect that the boy would just leave like this.
Looking at Kameni in the middle of the field without even looking back, Hessen couldn't help but sigh, and at the same time he felt a little strange.
"Huh? How do you know him?"
Hearing Heisen's question, the students suddenly became excited. Several guys who saw what happened in the morning told Heisen what happened at that time. From the arrival of Xiang Feng and others, Roy appeared,
After spitting in the letter of challenge, when Klaus took action, Roy fought back with an injury to his waist, crushed Klaus's arm, and shot West Walker with an arrow. Zhi said that he was frothing at the mouth.
Their words immediately attracted Wu Ming, Walder and others next to them. When the instructors looked at each other after listening to their words, they all saw a hint of shock and joy in each other's eyes.
When did such a little evil dog come to the chicken coop?!
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.The plot is stuck for a while and I can’t figure it out. It’s enough to write the plot summary for two more chapters! I’m bursting with runny noses and tears. I’m not lazy!