Roy was in a coma and was carried back to Brigade E.
The castle of Brigade E is the dilapidated one among the six knight brigades in the academy. Compared with the castle of Brigade S, it looks like it has been abandoned for a hundred years.
There are no clean white city walls, no neat and green lawns, no carefully trimmed trees and flowers, and no various new and complete training facilities. There are only brick joints covered with weeds and dilapidated training fields.
However, this is a training ground for 600 knight students after all, and its scale is much larger than the territory of ordinary low-level nobles.
Like the other five brigades, the castle of E Brigade is square in shape, with walls 36 meters high and an arrow tower 60 meters high on each of the four corners. Each wall has a horse path up to 6 meters wide. During war,
, the knight can ride his horse directly along the slope and charge up the city wall.
The main building of the castle is located in the north, on a higher ground. This is where the training rooms, conference rooms, liberal arts classrooms and warehouses of E Brigade are located. After the morning training every day, the students will receive the teachings they have chosen here.
and conduct more targeted training.
When Roy opened his eyes from the coma, he found that what appeared in front of him was not the ceiling of the lounge, and there was no beautiful female nurse around him. What's more, he was not even lying on the bed. There was the blue sky in front of him.
Underneath the white clouds and floating dust is the hard land.
Roy got up from the ground dejectedly, turned around, and found himself standing next to the castle's main training ground. The training ground was empty, but the main building in the distance, the small training ground next to it, and the knight's charge training horse track were all lively.
.Obviously, the morning training has ended, and now it is time for self-study in the afternoon.
"Are you awake?" Haisen's burly body blocked the sun. "Eat something."
"Thank you...did I faint just now?" Roy looked like he hadn't recovered yet. After being stunned for a long time, he half-squinted his eyes to avoid the increasingly dazzling light coming from Haisen's shoulder. Then he continued.
Pass the lunch box.
"Obviously." There was no expression on Haisen's face.
Roy opened his lunch box, grabbed the bread and wolfed it down. After the morning training, he was really hungry. Now he could eat even a cow.
"Quite smart?"
While he was eating, Walder's voice came from next to him. He leaned on the trapezoidal platform on the sidelines, glanced at Roy sideways, and said sinisterly: "I just breathed my last breath in front of everyone. I got sympathy, so I can be lazy."
Run a few hundred meters."
Roy's throat froze, he choked on the half-swallowed food, and suddenly broke out into a violent cough.
Seeing this kid's face turned red and looking embarrassed, the three instructors exchanged pleasant looks. It's annoying to say that. If it weren't for Kameni's rich experience, all three of them would have been deceived and cheated by this kid today.
Still in the dark.
You know, the training for Roy in the morning was discussed long ago. The purpose is to give an explanation to other students who have never been absent from class, and at the same time, to deal with his temper.
Unexpectedly, this guy was honest at first, but ended up playing such a trick.
Recalling the scene at that time, the instructors became very angry. It was a fact that Roy's fighting spirit was exhausted, but this did not mean that he should faint. He could stop and adjust his breath when he could no longer hold on.
Even if he fainted, he should be in the woods at the other end of the hillside a few hundred meters away.
But this guy deliberately vented his last breath in front of everyone, causing the battle ring to collapse instantly.
The result of such a move was to win the sympathy of all the students, but at the same time, it directly brought hatred to those who supervised his training. When they saw Roy fainting, the female students who were overflowing with sympathy looked at them
His eyes were like seeing a villain.
"It's so cruel to force people to do this!"
"Inhumane!"
"Roy is so pathetic, why do you treat him like this?"
"Hmph, if you ask me, they must have been bribed by the nobles to deliberately take revenge on Roy."
Thinking of how embarrassed they were when being besieged by a group of girls, the three teachers looked at Roy a little unkindly.
"Have you finished eating?" Seeing Roy put down his lunch box, Haisen asked pleasantly.
Roy wiped his mouth with his sleeve and nodded, his expression becoming more honest and honest.
"After you finish eating, train me!" Haisen roared, spitting all over Roy's head and face, "Do you think your training is over? Let me tell you, it's still early! Don't miss all the classes during this period.
Come on, don't even think about stopping! From now on, you are the clay in our hands. Even if you are crushed into powder, you will never slip through our fingers. Training, pick up the training sword, now,
Immediately, immediately!"
Roy was startled by Haisen's roar, and ran to the side of the training field, crawling on his feet, and took off a training sword from the weapon rack.
"Puch!"
From the castle in the distance, there were several bursts of uncontrollable laughter. A group of girls, led by Julie, Nicole, and Eva, were lying on the railing of the second floor platform looking over, laughing wildly.
Trembling. In their eyes, Roy was like a rabbit that was frightened by a yelling bear and ran around.
Roy held his sword angrily and walked up to the three instructors with playful eyes.
"When you fainted, Grand Instructor Kameni had already done the Qi Gravity for you, and since you rested for such a long time, your fighting energy should have recovered a lot. Now check it yourself first," Haisen said sarcastically: "I
I don’t want you to faint at the beginning of training.”
"No problem." Roy drooped his eyelids and shook his head.
The first time he woke up, he had already tested his fighting spirit.
I have to admit that although Kameni's training method is cruel, the effect is also very significant. Especially when the fighting spirit is completely exhausted after the ultra-intensive training, and then with the help of his fighting spirit gravity, the source power in the body is as cold as winter.
Afterwards, the green grass is breaking through the ground and sprouting.
With the operation of the technique, the source power is constantly growing. The Zhoutian meridians continue to expand with the impact of this new source power, and the flesh and bones are also strengthening at a perceptible speed. Although it is not as good as the spiritual power.
The cultivation speed in the layer is fast, but it gives people a firm and unstoppable feeling.
Just like all things growing and thriving.
Roy secretly released a mental recovery spell and a magic recovery spell for himself.
These two magics are two of the five healing magics he learned from Austin's diary. The mental recovery spell allows him to maintain his energy. The magic recovery spell can help him increase his fighting spirit reserves as quickly as possible. After all, for him
, magic power and fighting spirit are originally one and the same!
Coupled with the super power recovery ability of the magic core in his body, he should be able to cope with the following training.
"Are you sure?" Hearing Roy's answer, the three instructors looked at each other with unconcealed surprise. Why did this kid recover so quickly?
Roy nodded and asked, "What should I do?"
Haisen gave him a strange look, nodded, took out a dark training uniform from a box next to him, and handed it to him, "Put this on."
Roy took the clothes and was caught off guard. His arms were suddenly pressed down and he almost fell to the ground.
"So heavy?" Roy was startled.
"Great Instructor Kameni has specially prepared it for you at this time. I originally wanted to give it to you when you are promoted to a brave knight. However, your performance this morning really surprised us..." Wald said with a smile, "
Therefore, the Great Teaching feels that you can use it now."
"What are you waiting for? Put it on quickly." Wu Ming and Haisen urged with gloating.
They had already seen this training uniform from Kameni. The entire training uniform was made of seabed iron into a relatively easy-to-move chain mail style. It was engraved with small magic patterns. The entire training uniform weighed two hundred
It is equivalent to the weight of a strong adult man. It is difficult for ordinary people to wear it. It is difficult to stand up.
When Kameni was in the main camp, this was prepared for those students who at least had the strength of a just knight. In addition to the weight, there is another mystery. Even the students in the main camp would complain endlessly if they used it. If it were replaced with weapons
As a knight, if you can last for half an hour of prayer, that’s pretty good!
Under the gaze of the instructors, Roy put on his training clothes with a frown on his face.
When his whole body was covered by training clothes, he suddenly found that his fighting spirit seemed to be imprisoned by a kind of force. The source of energy that was originally recovering slowly stopped increasing because of the loss of communication with the outside world. Even he just now
The magic power recovery technique released also has no effect.
This also means that his fighting spirit will only be consumed in the future and will not be replenished.
In this way, the weight of two hundred kilograms became terrifying. Just putting on the training clothes and standing here for a while, Roy could already feel the rapid loss of his physical strength and fighting spirit.
The training begins. What Roy needs to complete is the swordsmanship and slashing training that other students have completed countless times before today. It is also simple and the most ignored basic training. But in this E Brigade,
But it is the top priority of daily training!
However, unlike other students, Roy's chopping training was not conducted on a training doll.
Wu Ming carefully placed a slender wooden stake with a diameter of ten centimeters and a height of fifty centimeters in front of him, and then placed a long and wide wooden stake on these two wooden stakes that looked like they might fall over at any time.
An eight centimeter square wooden block.
"You must chop twelve swords on the top wooden block. The requirement is that each sword must split the wooden block into two halves evenly, split with one sword, and there must be no adhesion. The sword cannot cut the wooden stakes below. At the same time,
, the wooden pile cannot be allowed to fall. If any of the above conditions fails, you must start over."
It sounds simple, but when he started training, Roy discovered that this training method was simply the devil's idea.
The first sword was easy. The palm-sized block of wood was split into two halves smoothly. Wu Ming placed one half on the wooden stake and signaled to continue. The second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword...
...After the six sword strikes, Roy was already sweating profusely.
The block of wood in front of me was only half of its previous size after each blow. After six blows, the length and width were only one centimeter. Not only was the target getting smaller and smaller, but it was also getting harder and harder to control the force.
You know, what he is holding is a training sword weighing twenty kilograms, and what he is wearing is a training uniform weighing two hundred kilograms. He must improve his fighting spirit to allow himself to bear the weight. But unfortunately, he
The opponent is a wooden stick that can't be used even if you use more force!
It's like peeling a radish with a two-handed ax. The feeling of being unable to use your strength is far more tiring than raising your fighting spirit to the limit to kill and slash.
On the seventh sword, Roy used too much force and the blade left a small mark on the wooden stake below. Wu Ming judged it a failure with a sinister smile.
The second time he tried again, Roy's sixth sword failed to pass. Because of insufficient control of the angle and force of the sword, the two overlapping wooden stakes below fell.
The third time, on the seventh sword, it failed because of the uneven size. The fourth time, on the eighth sword, it failed because the strength was slightly lighter and the last trace of connection between the wooden bars could not be completely split.
"Huh!" Roy collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Four training sessions, a total of twenty-seven swords, but for him, it was more tiring than chopping bluestone a thousand times underwater. Especially that damn training suit, which directly blocked the communication between the source of power in the body and the outside world. Not only
The fighting spirit is only consumed but not replenished, and even the battle ring cannot be released.
What makes Roy feel the most uncomfortable is the feeling of embarrassment that cannot be overcome by force. He would rather rush back and forth a hundred times outside Meiding City than face this annoying wooden stick.
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"How about it, boy, aren't you quite capable?" Hessen and Walder looked at each other with evil smiles on their faces.
What made them happiest was to see this black-haired boy being defeated. Roy was very talented, but his character was too strong. Whether it was the previous confrontation with Kameni or the conflict with Scarlett, his character was among them.
It plays a big factor. If you don't knock down this guy's arrogance, no one will be able to knock him down in the future.
Among the eight virtues of knighthood, humility is the most basic.
Boys enter the lord's castle as page boys and work from the age of six. They obey orders and are always warned to remain humble. Even the children of nobles are no exception. It can be said that people judge a knight whether he has the virtue of humility.
The most important criterion of accomplishment and education.
Roy may not be arrogant, but the instructors can feel the arrogance and wildness in this boy's bones.
You ask him to run a hundred kilometers, and the ease with which he looks makes your teeth itch. If you ask him to keep running, he will run two hundred kilometers to show you. Say he doesn’t have to come to class, and he turns around and leaves. Give him a fight.
He spat in the letter of war and threw it on the ground. When he got angry, he simply chose to slap a princess in front of all the nobles.
This is the first time the instructors have seen a guy with this kind of personality.
They like the wildness and arrogance in Roy's heart, but for a civilian boy, this kind of character will not bring him any benefits. It will make him suffer in future life and make people think of his character.
You may be worried about going to a certain extreme.
The first training camp trains not killers, but protectors. No matter how powerful the bandit is, he will never become a true knight. The reason why knights are respected and yearned for by every boy is because of the virtues of knights.
The honor that brings this title.
Now Roy is like a wild and difficult-to-train beast. What he does has nothing to do with knightly virtues. He spits and slaps with black hands. He does everything that a serious knight can't do, and he doesn't have any psychological burden.
, the shot is clean and refreshing.
This kind of character is quite suitable to be a bandit, but this little evil dog seriously wants to be a knight!
No wonder Kameni doesn't like him.
Of course, in fact, deep down in the hearts of the three teachers, they do not regard things like virtue as life as traditional knights like Kameni. Only upright people like Kameni will stick to their oaths.
And honor, and which of the others is not serious on the surface but doing all kinds of bad things behind the scenes?
What really makes the instructors unhappy is the deep sense of frustration in front of this boy Roy.
It is really difficult to be this kid's teacher. He has been absent from school for nearly twenty days since the beginning of the school year, and he has been promoted from one-star armed to four-star peak. This is enough to slap in the face. Unexpectedly, when he came to class today, he would mess with them again
Yitong. With his character, he would actually faint and gain sympathy...
What the fuck is there about this? Even if he is a bandit, he is also the most cunning one!
This is a teaching war between teachers and students. The teachers are determined to teach Roy a lesson and teach him what humility is. They don't believe it and they can't control this kid!
"Give you some time to rest," Haisen reached out and opened the leather button of Roy's training clothes, "Adjust your breath and fighting spirit, and continue practicing in a while."
After the piece of training clothes on his chest was peeled off, Roy suddenly felt like a fish thrown into the water again, and he came back to life. With the rotation of the vortex of source power formed by the demon core in his lower abdomen, the spiritual power of heaven and earth
It's like a flood that has opened and poured into the body.
The rapidly growing source of power made Roy feel a more powerful vitality than before. Just like the spring breeze, although it is colorless and invisible, it can make flowers bloom, make dead trees sprout, and make weeds push through stones and break through the ground!
Roy calmed down and concentrated on operating the logic. He knew that the malicious instructions in the three eyes would not give him too long.
Sure enough, after a few weeks, Wu Ming interrupted his practice.
"Get up, fasten your training clothes," Wu Ming ordered, "Continue practicing!"
"Teacher Wu Ming, what's the use of such swordsmanship training?" Roy rolled his eyes, and while slowly fastening the leather buckle of the training uniform, he complained angrily, "You know, the enemy will not stand on the ground
Let us chop here. Besides..." He pointed at the wooden stake. "There are no such thin people, right?"
After hearing Roy's words, the three instructors looked at each other with a proud smile on their faces.
"Chopping is the basis of swordsmanship. No matter what swordsmanship you practice, this is the basic skill," Wu Ming looked at Roy sideways. "Moreover, on the battlefield, this is the simplest and most effective technique for killing enemies. You can't even do this."
Don’t you understand?”
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the long sword at his waist, raised it high above his head, and said slowly: "Come, I will use the same strength as you to see if you can block my direct slash."
The sword light fell like lightning.
There was nothing fancy, just a simple straight slash. However, in Roy's opinion, Wu Ming's sword seemed to have thousands of changes.
Roy blocks with his horizontal sword. Although it is a bit rogue to use this move when you know that the opponent is using a direct slash, it is the most effective way to block when dealing with a direct slash attack. As long as Wu Ming does not use other moves, no matter what
No matter how many times he slashed, he would be blocked by the horizontal sword.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Following a series of rapid metal collisions, the next second, Wu Ming's sword had stopped on Roy's scalp.
Roy was speechless and stood there blankly.
Growing up, the person he has seen who is the most powerful with a sword is Sword Spirit. Over the past period of time, he has followed Sword Spirit to fight in the world of Judgment, and he has also learned a lot of skills in using swords.
However, because the Sword Spirit did not actively teach swordsmanship, and Roy imitated his fighting style, the focus was only on reducing damage and exchanging injuries for lives. Most of the swords used were thrusting, so the focus on swordsmanship was
I don’t know much about basic skills.
But today, Wu Ming really taught him a lesson.
At that moment, Wu Ming's attack launched a total of four direct strikes. The first two strikes accurately hit the tip of the sword he was blocking. It was like the longest end of the lever was pressed down.
Roy had to resist with great strength to keep his sword balanced under the opponent's attack.
After two sword blows, his strength had been shattered. The excessive upward force caused the tip of his sword to tilt upward quickly. And in a fleeting moment, Wu Ming's third sword struck.
He pointed at the hand holding the sword.
The subconscious reaction of fear of being hit in the hand coupled with the force of lifting up against the position of the sword tip caused Roy's sword to instantly change from lying horizontally above his head to an extremely tilted angle.
For a swordsman like Wu Ming, this is enough.
With the fourth sword, his straight slash was made with an imperceptible arc, breaking through the defense of Roy's sword and stopping on top of his head.
These four swords were just straight cuts. But Wu Ming, with his precise sword angle, speed, power control and grasp of opportunities, brought Roy shock and understanding, but it was far more powerful and fancy than a thousand moves.
His sword skills are even greater.
"Watch!"
Wu Ming shouted coldly, and with his backhand swish, swish, swish, he struck out twelve swords in succession.
The wooden stake in front of Roy split instantly like a blooming chrysanthemum in the dazzling sword light. When the sword light disappeared, only one of the two motionless wooden stakes was left, which was thinner than a chopstick.
The wooden stick slowly fell down until it was blown by the wind.
Roy stood there blankly. Seeing his appearance, Wu Ming raised a smile on his lips, while Haisen and Walder next to him looked at each other with a smug expression.
This time, the brat should finally be convinced. He still has a lot to learn!
Time passes minute by minute.
After Wu Ming rearranged the wooden blocks, several minutes passed. Roy was still standing there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking. Just when the instructors' eyes gradually became confused, they
Suddenly, he noticed an excited smile appearing on Roy's face.
"So that's it!"
Roy took action. Twelve continuous rays of shining sword light stung the instructors' eyes under the scorching sun!
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