Time often flies by when people are attentive.

Around, Adil noticed that some of the apprentices had already left the training ground, and he looked at the sun in the sky and felt the heat, which had happened for a long time.

The rest of the apprentices were almost gone, and only Dill was left around him to continue his training, his shirt wet with sweat.

"Adiel, are you still training?"

As if feeling that the training was almost over, Dill slowly stopped, and at this time took a cloth from the servant on the side to wipe his sweat, and looked at Adil who was still training a little surprised.

Feeling his call, Adil finished a set of movements, stopped from training, and talked to him with a smile while panting for breath: "I haven't trained for a long time because of my injury, so I feel in extra good shape today, so I trained more." ”

"Haha, that's right!" Dill showed a hearty smile on his face: "But even if the body recovers, this kind of thing still can't be practiced for too long, and it's not good if you accidentally leave a dark wound, and it's not bad to practice more swordsmanship if you have time." ”

Adil was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, with a gentle smile on his face: "Yes!"

They talked for a few words, and then Dill left his sword behind and left.

Standing on the training ground, looking at his figure in the distance, Adil had a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Chip, detect the physical condition. He said silently to the chip in his heart.

"The main body is in good physical condition, and the knight's breathing training has not yet reached the limit. In an instant, the voice of the machine rang out.

"Sure enough. A flash of understanding flashed in Adiel's eyes.

The process of practicing the knight's breathing method is itself a kind of stimulation to the body, and continuous practice will also bring a strong burden and harm to the body.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, even experienced knights are limited in the number of times they can practice the knight's breathing method in a day, and once there are too many times, not only will it not have a good effect, but it will cause harm to the body.

As for the certainty of this number of times, it is all up to the practitioner's own experience and physical senses.

In this regard, Adil is inherently superior to others.

With a chip, he can monitor his physical condition at any time and make his training reach the most perfect point.

Moreover, the burden on practitioners has been greatly reduced by the modified Dil Breathing Method, and the number of effective times that Adil can train per day is undoubtedly more than that of others.

"But in this way, in order to prevent others from suspecting, you can't train too crazy in front of others, otherwise someone will find out that something is wrong sooner or later. ”

For a split second, Adil thought of the question.

No one is stupid, once the anomaly is discovered, in the long run, although it may not be possible to do anything to Adil, it will definitely be suspicious, and it will add trouble out of thin air.

Thinking of this, Adil shook his head, feeling a little helpless: "It seems that you must be careful when training in the future." ”

The thought flashed through his mind, and he looked around, and even though there was no one else, he stopped the thought of continuing to practice the breathing method.

He walked to the weapon rack in front of him and changed to a lighter long sword, stood in place and thought about it for a while, before calling out to the chip in his mind: "Chip, transmit the movements of basic swordsmanship"

At the same moment, a mechanical voice sounded in his head, and a large number of memories of basic swordsmanship flooded into his mind.

Among them were the memories and experiences of Adiel's past practice, as well as the materials and video clips that had been recorded by others during this time, all of which poured into Adiel's mind for his reference.

With a familiar instinct, Adil stepped forward, the sword in his hand stabbing forward.

Forward stab, top pick, horizontal split... One action after another was unleashed in his hands, looking familiar and streamlined, like a warrior who had been trained for many years.

Adil has been strictly trained since he was a child, and he has practiced this set of basic swordsmanship many times, and has already formed a certain familiar instinct in his body.

He practiced it over and over again, starting with basic swordsmanship, practicing the swordsmanship in his memory over and over again, trying to familiarize himself with all the skills that this body had mastered.

Time passed quickly, and in order not to attract the attention of others, throughout the afternoon, Adil did not rest the knight's breathing method, but like everyone else, honed his swordsmanship and exercised his body in various ways.

At night, when the other apprentices left intermittently, Adil, who had left a long time ago, returned to this wide training ground.

There are not many people in this area, including Adil, and there are less than ten knight apprentices who usually train here, and the rest are some servants. It's war again, and many apprentices are sent out on missions, and few come here at night.

And this world is different from the first two worlds that Adil experienced.

Without cheap and convenient electricity, indoor lighting at night in this world uses expensive grease and is relatively unclear.

In such a large training ground, even if someone is holding a torch, it is impossible to see what Adil is doing from a distance, and there is no need to worry about being discovered.

Thinking of this, he quietly walked to a corner in front of him, picked up his long sword, and began to continue the training process again.

I don't know if it's a problem with the blood of this body, Adil found that his eyesight is very good, even if he is in the dark night, he can see the scene clearly, plus the existence of the chip, even if he trains in the dark, there is no problem.

This time, he was no longer training in those swordsmanship, but in knightly breathing.

The splendor of the sword dancing was hidden in the night, and the sword wind and violent gasps caused by the swing resounded in the quiet night, but they were also muffled by the constant sound of insects around them.

When the body training was at its limit, the sound prompt of the chip machine stopped Adiel's movements.

He looked up at the sky, and among the countless stars of the night, a silver moon hung high above, spreading a thin glow.

Adil turned to look around, feeling the insects and silence around him, and couldn't help but walk back.

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A few days later, in the early morning, Adil stood quietly on the wide training ground, and the physical attributes detected by the chip came to mind.

Name: Adil Facus. Power: 2.9. Dexterity: 2.5. Constitution: 2.7.