222 A.D. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Erins Intermediate College, Harran City, Marlin Province.

On a summer afternoon, the sun is blazing!

Under the scorching sun, the 50 students of Class D of the third year were distributed in all parts of the No. 3 martial arts arena of the academy, swaying the sweat of youth, and each of them was doing the cultivation of fighting skills.

"Damn! I didn't let people live, and this kind of weather was still pulled out for training! One of the students complained.

"Be quiet, be careful to let Mentor Bond hear, you won't be able to eat and walk around!" The classmate next to him heard his complaint and reminded him in a low voice.

"Hey, the teacher's temper is not good, and he wants to save face, and now that there is such a drag, he still doesn't repair us ruthlessly?" The other student had a look of resignation.

"That's it, we were miserable by him! This kind of waste, why didn't the academy leave him early, why did you keep him? I haven't been able to cultivate for three years, and I won't be laughed to death if I say it! ”

A student whose fighting spirit had reached the second order echoed the voice, originally a student like him had already reached the enrollment standards of the senior college, and he was far from the third order, at this time, he should have rested in the cool lecture room to enjoy the coolness, but now he was called by the tutor to the sun, not to mention how unhappy he was!

Speaking of "him", everyone couldn't help but cast an unkind glance at the black-haired boy who was seriously posing in various strange poses in a corner on the edge of the martial arts arena.

The boy's name is Lorraine, and what he's practicing is a set of moves called Basic Exercise Skills.

Of the 50 students of the third-year class D in the entire martial arts arena, only Lorraine is still practicing this set of martial arts, because he is the only one who has not yet condensed his fighting spirit. After entering the third grade, Lorraine became a drag bottle in Class D, and the name of waste did not go away.

Lorraine didn't notice the resentful and hostile gazes around him, but even if he did, he wouldn't react because he was used to it.

Now he is only concentrating on the training of basic skills, sweat pouring down, accumulating a cloud of water on the ground that even the sun has not had time to steam dry.

Basic training skills are a set of skill moves that are taught to students by intermediate academies when they enter the school, and practicing this set of skills can help students condense their fighting spirit more quickly.

After condensing the Dou Qi, the students will abandon this set of skills and instead practice various fighting skills created specifically for the Dou Qi.

Today, when the students have long since put aside this basic skill, Lorraine is still tirelessly training this basic skill under the mocking eyes of others.

"It's assembled! Little bunnies! A rough voice rang out in the arena, and the voice came from the sturdy figure that was patrolling back and forth.

In less than half a minute, the students, who were still sparse, quickly gathered and lined up in a phalanx in front of Bond.

Lorraine didn't dare to disobey his mentor's orders, and after completing a closing momentum, he ran to the back of the seven columns of queues, and randomly found a team to stand at the end. The phalanx is a seven-by-seven lineup, so Lorraine's stop really seems like a superfluous fraction.

Bond paced back and forth, and when he walked to Lorraine's side, he paused for a second, glanced at Lorraine a few times, but still didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of vindictiveness from Lorraine, he snorted dissatisfiedly, as if he was too lazy to say anything, glared at Lorraine, and returned to the front of the queue.

"It's only a month before the graduation evaluation, although you are only students in Class D, but as a mentor, I still hope that there will be a student among you who is qualified to enter the Imperial Demon Martial Academy, so in the next month, I will give you special training as usual, especially the second-order students, I will focus on taking care of you, don't think about being lazy, if I find out who only puts on a stand and doesn't make a difference, your training volume will be doubled for me! Do you hear that? Bond snapped, his thick fingers pointing around.

The admission criteria for the Advanced Academy is the second-order Dou Qi level, while the Imperial Demon Martial Academy is the third-order.

"I heard ......," a scattered response sounded.

"Be louder, I can't hear you!" Bond said gloomily.

"Listen! Arrive! Finish! ”

"Okay, that's all for today's training, and the day after tomorrow, I'll be here on time to assemble. Disband! ”

As Bond's voice fell, the students suddenly dispersed, and soon only Lorraine and Bond were left in the martial arts arena.

Lorraine brushed the tips of the hair on his forehead, peeked at the tall figure, and didn't dare to stay, and followed the other students out of the martial arts arena.

Walking along the wide avenue of the academy, Lorraine's expression was a little sluggish.

Three years of middle school life is coming to an end, and he is already a 15-year-old boy who has always stubbornly pursued the goal of extreme martial arts, but he can't even cross the first threshold. No, that's not a threshold, it's a moat! This boundless moat made him wonder if there was really such a thing as "fighting spirit" in this world. Will he ever feel the fighting energy circulating in his body?

In the midst of his thoughts, Lorraine shook his head, reached out and took out a cigarette out of nowhere, then took out a matchstick and swiped it on his clothes, and with a 'bang', the match lit and bloomed with a faint flame.

Lighting a cigarette, Lorraine took a deep breath, and only the pleasure brought by tobacco could make Lorraine alleviate the sadness caused by frustration.

"Alin, you're smoking in the academy again, and you're almost at the door, can't you bear to run a few more steps? Let those guys in the student union see that they will deduct your credits again. ”

There was a voice behind him, and there was no need to look back, and Lorraine knew that it was his best friend Hank.

Hank has pale yellow hair, forehead bangs that almost cover his mung bean-sized eyes, thick lips, fat cheeks, and a slightly chubby body. At this time, he was staring around with small eyes, as if looking for whether there were really people from the student council around him.

"Come on, it's hundreds of losses, it's not itchy if there are too many, it's just a deduction of credits, and a lot of meat." Expertly flicking off a layer of soot, Lorraine rolled her eyes.

"It's a small matter to deduct credits, and then people will take the opportunity to humiliate you." Hank leaned over and said.

"It's not once or twice, and I can't care about people's thick mouths. Hamburg, will you choose to apply to the Imperial Demon Martial Arts Academy with your alchemy specialty? Looking at Hank's chubby round face, Lorraine was a little envious, he couldn't understand anything except a few basic exercise skills.

The enrollment criteria of the Imperial Demon Martial Arts Academy are not necessarily those who have excellent magical and fighting talent to enter, and some special students, such as those who are talented in alchemy, machinery, and weapon and equipment forging, can also apply to enter the Imperial Demon Martial Academy for further systematic and in-depth study, of course, you must first let the tutor of the Demon Martial Arts Academy recognize your talent. So if you don't stand out in one field, you won't be able to enter the Imperial Demon Martial Academy.

"That's right, with my attainments in this area, it is nine out of ten to enter the Imperial Demon Martial Academy!" Hank said proudly, then rolled his eyes, and comforted, "Alin, don't be discouraged, even if you don't enter the senior academy, I believe that as long as you work hard, you will have good achievements in the future!" ”

Hank knew that his friends had always set the goal of becoming an extreme martial artist, and he had been working hard for this goal, but no matter how much he tortured himself with hellish training, he couldn't condense the slightest fighting spirit. This kind of qualification makes Hank speechless, he asks himself that he has low qualifications and lazy nature, and he is already a veritable apprentice martial artist.

However, Hank did not give up the idea of helping Lorraine, he knew that there was an alchemy potion that could improve the qualifications of martial artists, and if such an elixir could be concocted, maybe Lorraine could be reborn!

However, that potion was just a legend passed down from mouth to mouth in the alchemy world, and the recipe had long been lost. But Hank is convinced that the formula for this alchemical potion must still be kept somewhere!

So he desperately improved his alchemy, hoping that one day he would be able to get that recipe and mix it himself.

Although he heard such comforts from his friends more than once, Lorraine still felt a warmth in his heart, even if everyone spit on him, there was still a friend like Hank who had been silently supporting him.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the other side of the road.

"Wow, is she the third-year Class A sister Lianna, beautiful! Pretty! It's so beautiful! "Many male students are like pig brothers.

"It's really worthy of being a school flower, if I can have such a woman as a wife, I am willing to live ten years less!"

"The school flowers are already third-order magicians, do you have such a wife for a guy who is not even a third-order martial artist?"

", YY can't you do it?"