Early the next morning, Hank's House.

"You look tired, Uncle Hank. Yang Haohui got dressed and slowly tidied up the bedding.

"Yes, Xiao Jiu had a particularly bad nightmare last night, and he made trouble all night. Hank leaned against the attic door and yawned heavily.

"Yes. Yang Haohui was secretly glad that Xiao Jiu slept very peacefully in the three days that Hank went out, otherwise he really cried, and he really didn't know how to take care of it.

"You look tired too, reading all night?" Hank caught a glimpse of the book spread out at the head of the bed

"No way, Grandpa Bacardi's book is too thick, and it took me an all-night reading to barely finish it. Yang Haohui also yawned.

After awakening to become an elemental, his physical fitness has made a qualitative leap, and he doesn't feel tired after staying up all night. Fortunately, after awakening, the visual ability, reading speed and memory have also been greatly improved, otherwise the brick-thick "Theory of the Elemental Foundation", even Yang Haohui, who has always read quickly, is not sure that he will be able to read it all.

"Kuhaha, hard enough. ”

"No, since it is already two years behind the awakening time of others, it is appropriate to put in a little more effort. ”

His hair turned blue, and Yang Haohui rubbed a ball of water in his palm and pasted it on his face. After waking up, there are a lot of conveniences in life, at least when I wash my face in the morning, I don't have to grab water with Eker's and his children.

Wiping the water off his face, Yang Haohui felt refreshed, he rubbed out a ball of water again, and asked, "Do you want to wash your face too?"

"I've washed it, let's eat. Hank waved his hand.

Following Hank downstairs, Eker and the others were already sitting around the dinner table, looking eager.

A bowl of mashed potatoes mixed with beef broth and a large pot of tomatoes and lettuce per person. It's not rich, but it's better than being full. Compared to the days when he often soaked noodles to satisfy his stomach, Yang Haohui was still quite content, at least after coming to the Tianyuan Realm, he had not been hungry.

"Hank, has Grandpa Bai come to see us?" Ecker asked Hank during the meal.

"Yes, old man, he's going to stay for a while. Hank munched on mashed potatoes and muttered.

"Great!" said Ecker with a smile.

"Be quiet when you eat, Eker!" reminded Naji Uzumon as he put down his spoon, reminding him that he had the most old-fashioned personality among children, "Eat and sleep." ”

"What...... Obviously, you are the happiest in the vortex, you were still crying last time Grandpa Bai left. ”

"You...... That's just a sore eye!" Uzumon Naji's face flushed.

"That's, that's ......." Yurina, who has always been timid, seemed to want to ask something.

"Don't worry. Hank grinned, "Grandpa Bai brought you marzipan, Yurina has been very well-behaved." ”

Yurina smiled sweetly.

"Xiao Jiu wants it too, Xiao Jiu wants it too. Xiao Jiu on the side puffed out his mouth.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!" Meatball also puffed out his mouth as Xiao Jiu pouted.

"Kuha, it's all there, don't worry. Hank smiled helplessly.

In the midst of giggling, everyone quickly finished breakfast. After Hank explained the children's trivial tasks of washing dishes, feeding the cattle and sheep grazing, and receiving the sick, he went out with Yang Haohui.

Hank's House says it's a medical facility, but it's not much like a huge farm. The southerly part is the area where Hank and Ecker live in the wooden houses. It was relatively close to Noldra, where it received the sick and raised cattle and sheep. A little further north is a large lawn and a warehouse with miscellaneous items, and Hank doesn't usually go there.

Since it's a special training, it's natural to go to the North District, which is far away from the living zone. He didn't go far before Yang Haohui saw the unkempt old man.

"It's good, I'm not late. Bacardi stretched.

"Hello. Both Hank and Yang Haohui saluted Bacardi respectfully.

"No need to be polite, you can get busy first. Bacardi waved at Hank.

"Ask for a lot of blessings. Hank whispered this in Yang Haohui's ear and turned to leave.

Yang Haohui was a little bottomless in his heart, after dealing with him yesterday, he could no longer treat Bacardi as a simple neurotic old man. The terrifying coercion that almost crushed his body yesterday still made him feel a little uneasy about the old man in front of him.

It's a ...... Very strong neurotic old man.

Bacardi's gaze fell on Yang Haohui: "Today is August 24th of the Yuan calendar, and there is still almost a month before the entrance exam of the Dream Soul Academy. Although Xiao Haohui's talent is very strong, unfortunately, you awakened too late. With your current rank, your strength is too weak, and it is basically impossible to pass. Yesterday I asked little Hank to tell you that I will train you intensively in this month, so that you can enter the first level in a month, no problem. ”

"I try. Yang Haohui said stiffly.

"You're a real kid. Bacardi pouted, "If you want to be a good guard, the most important thing is to have faith, do you know?"

"Run a lap to warm up. Bacardi pointed into the distance.

Yang Haohui looked in the direction he pointed, and the vast lawn shimmered in the sunlight with the reflection of dewdrops.

"Run...... There is no runway. Yang Haohui didn't understand.

"It was right away. Bacardi's fingertips flickered with green light, as Hank's teacher, Bacardi was also a wood elementalist.

The grass that formed a line began to grow wildly under the influence of Mu Yuanneng, and Bacardi controlled the generated "grass line" from afar, allowing the tall grass to end up and form a huge oval.

"Can you still play like this?" Yang Haohui looked a little stunned.

"This 'runway' is a bit long...... "Yang Haohui soon noticed one more thing, there was an 800-meter track in his original elementary school, but compared to the current range enclosed by this grass line, it is only half a field.

"1,200 meters, running along the perimeter, remember, full speed. Call me when you're done. Dropping such a sentence, Bajia turned sideways and walked on the spot very unimpressively, closed his eyes and began to snore.

The Tian Yuan Realm really deserves to be the Tian Yuan Realm, running 1,200 meters is just a warm-up.

Yang Haohui took a deep breath, didn't ask anything more, and started the journey. He has never been a hard-working person, but since he has the goal of "becoming a guard", in order to achieve this goal, he will try his best to complete the efforts in the process.

What you have to do, you have to do.

When he really ran, Yang Haohui felt the change in his body so truly for the first time. It is no exaggeration to say that he was originally a real otaku, except for working and going to school, when he was idle, he was lazy to read and play games in the house. Although he is tall, his thin body is like a bean sprout, otherwise he would not have the nickname of "yang mouse" in the class.

But now he only feels that the air is being inhaled and expelled by the lungs in a huge amount, and his breathing is naturally adjusted to the best state. The scene around him quickly receded backwards, and if it weren't for his legs, he might even have the illusion that he was in a taxi.

Originally, Yang Haohui was still a little worried about his physical strength, but now it is obviously redundant. Although he has been an elementalist for a while, he still instinctively treats himself as an "ordinary person". Running at full speed of 1,200 meters is an almost impossible task for normal people, but for elementalists, it is really just a warm-up, as Bacardi said.

1,200 meters was quickly completed, and Yang Haohui walked back in front of Bacardi. Except for panting slightly, Yang Haohui didn't feel too tired.

Before he could speak, Bacardi spoke first, and it was obvious that he wasn't really asleep.

"Two minutes and forty-seven seconds. He took out a pocket watch from his pocket and shook his head, "It's too slow, it turns out that you're not the kind of kid with good physical fitness." ”

If you want to put it before, Yang Haohui will definitely be unable to help but complain about two sentences like you can do it. But now he really couldn't say it, and the more he learned about the elementalist's bodily functions, the more he understood that Bacardi's "too slow" was just the truth.

Bacardi got up from the ground, dusted off the dirt on his body, and asked a question, "Do you know how an elementalist should cultivate?"

Yang Haohui was stunned and shook his head.

Originally, he didn't think about this problem, if he followed the practice in some fantasy novels, it should probably be some kind of meditation, attracting the spiritual power of heaven and earth into the body, or swallowing the elixir. But novels are just novels after all, and he tried to control the surrounding Yuan Energy when he was reading last night, but he didn't feel anything.

Bacardi gave the answer: "Actually, it's just two words, exercise." ”

Isn't this nonsense...... Yang Haohui silently held back the words that were about to blurt out.

"You're probably thinking this is nonsense. Baijiade officially complained, "But when I say exercise, I don't mean the body, but the yuanneng." ”

"Yuan Neng can still exercise, isn't this in the body?" Yang Haohui was a little surprised.

"The muscles are still in the body, can't they be practiced the same?" Bai Jiade's counterattack left Yang Haohui speechless, "For elementalists, Yuan Energy is like muscles, and it is also a part of 'bodily functions'. ”

"Think of meta-energy as bodily functions...... It's like a muscle....... So the way to exercise Yuan Energy is ......." Yang Haohui seemed to understand a little, "Langluo?"

"Very smart!" Bacardi exclaimed.

"You said that the corridor is the carrier of the elemental energy, and the stronger the corridor, the stronger the elemental energy will become. The knowledge he said before was smooth, Yang Haohui lowered his head and pondered, "Just like the overuse of muscles after overuse and then become stronger, as long as the same overuse of the corridor, and then rest, the corridor will become stronger." The way to load the corridor is to consume the elemental energy, and the method of consuming the elemental energy ......"

"Use the Yuan Technique!" Yang Haohui came to the final conclusion.

It's unbelievable that a sense of science can be summed up from such a magical-like thing as Yuan Neng.

"And it's to be used until it's exhausted. So next, our formal workout is about to begin. Bacardi smiled maliciously, "Summon your Yuanwu." ”

The pure black sword slammed into the ground.

"Oh roar, what an ugly sword. Bacardi couldn't help but laugh.

At the same time, Bacardi leaned over to pick it up, and Yang Haohui was just about to stop it in case Bacardi flashed his waist, but he didn't expect that the heavy sword that was as heavy as a mountain for him was picked up by Bacardi with one hand like a toy.

"Anyway, I'm also a ninth-order, don't look at me like that, like I have flies on my beard. Bacardi looked at the stunned Yang Haohui and swept the sword in his hand, "It's about four hundred pounds, no wonder you can't lift it." ”

Bacardi stuck the black sword on the ground, and his tone was a little puzzled: "Either it is Guang Yuanneng, Yuanwu is so different...... It stands to reason that the weight of Yuanwu should be suitable for the master........ Tsk, it's strange if you can't move, it really makes people want to study....... Forget it, it's just right to move if you can't move. ”

After muttering such a long time, Bacardi took out a bundle of hemp rope from his pocket and tied the big sword to Yang Haohui's back with a quick movement. The blade of the greatsword was not sharp at all, and it was tied by a rope without any pressure of being cut.

"It's so heavy. The sudden increase in weight made Yang Haohui very uncomfortable.

"I can't lift it, but it seems that there is nothing wrong with carrying it. Bacardi clapped his hands, "Continuing to release Yuan Wu also requires the consumption of Yuan Energy, although it is not much, but it is better than nothing." ”

"Then we ran, this time ten laps. Bacardi lightly made this fateful request, "At the same time, there is another request, in the running, in addition to the fire mode, I ask you to keep changing the mode." ”

Yang Haohui understood Bacardi's intentions, and pattern switching was his only meta-technique at the moment. Tie the heavy sword and use the meta technique to run, and the body and the meta energy practice together.

"Is it so ruthless...... Yang Haohui suddenly understood what Hank meant by asking for more blessings before leaving.

"Run, you'll go!" Bacardi kicked Yang Haohui out.

Just after that, Yang Haohui's hellish month began.

Wake up on time at 6 a.m. every day, wash up, and start running training on time at 7 o'clock. It's not a disciplined training like jogging and speed running, Bacardi is required to run all the way from start to finish, and the distance is always ten laps away.

Even for an elemental master, the physical strength consumed by a rapid sprint of 12,000 meters is an astronomical amount, not to mention that it is still under the condition of carrying a weight of 400 pounds, constantly using the Yuan Technique, and the rank is only less than one order.

Four hours is the running time of Yang Haohui every day without mixing a little water. Two hundred kilometers is the distance that Yang Haohui must pass every day.

This kind of training method that is close to destroying the body would have been impossible to implement, but because of Bacardi's existence. Anything becomes possible.

The effect of Bacardi is very simple, recovery medicine.

Whenever Yang Haohui was consumed to the point of collapse, Bacardi would become a veteran and refine a small pure white flower with six petals for him to eat. The extracts of the material type wood elementalist are all plants, and the extract of this white flower is some kind of medicinal herb, which has a strong recovery effect, only the entrance of flower petals, muscle soreness, physical exertion, the two lungs that burn when breathing, and the feeling of weakness and powerlessness when de-energizing. These physical rejections will disappear and you will be able to regain your energy as if it had just begun. Then it's the start of the long journey again, tired down, recover, tired again, come again. The cycle goes on and on.

On the first day, he fell one hundred and fifty-eight times and got up again one hundred and fifty-eight times.

The next day he fell one hundred and fifty-six times, and got up again one hundred and fifty-six times.

Day 3........

Every day, every day, Yang Haohui has made slight progress. He didn't shout tired, because it was useless to shout tired, instead of shouting twice, it was better to save his strength and run two more steps.

Vomited, that's commonplace. Faint, that's a habit. Every morning, the twelve-year-old boy would carry a black strip taller than himself, and on the vast lawn, the boy's hair color changed again and again, running wildly, panting and sweating, mechanical and precise.

The sweat-soaked footprints gradually became clear on the lawn, and the boy's thin body became more and more solid.

There was not enough time, and Yang Haohui knew the truth behind this Spartan mode training. One month is too short compared to the two years that were delayed.

What can be considered to be a bitter pleasure is that after the hard running training in the morning, the lunch meal is always particularly rich, which is obviously specially prepared by Bacardi. There seems to be some kind of special medicinal herbs added to the meal, Yang Haohui can't say the name, but it is generally some effect of replenishing qi and blood, soothing tendons and invigorating blood. No matter how tired you are from training in the morning. After a meal, the body will be as light as flying.

In the afternoon, there are some special exercises for muscles, after all, aerobic training alone does not promote muscle growth. Compared to the morning, this kind of training is relatively relaxed. Many of the miscellaneous items piled up in the utility compartment make great equipment, such as squats carrying discarded logs on your back, or using unused iron blocks as dumbbells. The training equipment is basically made of local materials, and the content is not specific. Sometimes it could be a serious workout, and sometimes it could be helping Hank with farm work. But no matter what you do, Bacardi's training plan is clearly prepared to allow Yang Haohui to work the muscles in different areas. What remains unchanged is the change of mode at any time, and the exercise of Yuan Neng has always been uninterrupted throughout the day.

Time flies, and a month passes quickly.

In the morning, as usual, Yang Haohui got up from the bed. From the bedside, he picked up the medieval-style dress that had accompanied him in a month of hard training, buttoned the buttons at his wrists one by one, and tied the leather rope around his waist. The warm sunlight shone in through the window, and he looked at himself in the window in the faint morning light.

He seems to have grown taller, and the intense workout and adequate diet have made him reborn. The body is still so thin, but the strong muscles are beginning to take shape. He clenched his fists with more force than ever. In the window, there is still that weak, slightly girlish face, but every line seems to have been tempered with perseverance.

Yang Haohui went downstairs and saw Bacardi playing with the children.

"Almost?" Bacardi looked at Yang Haohui.

Yang Haohui nodded.

Bacardi also nodded, and asked Hank to take the children out of the house, today is an extremely important day, a month of hard work, will be accepted today.

The corridor was filled with swelling and pain, and he didn't need to remind Yang Haohui to understand what it was like.

The first order, today he is about to step into the first order.

This would be the beginning of his career as a guard.

I found a chair and sat down, adjusting my body to the best angle. Yang Haohui slowly closed his eyes, feeling the flow of Yuan energy in his body.

"Accelerate, there should be a sense of blockage, and that is the trick in the corridor. Bacardi's voice came to mind.

Yang Haohui nodded, manipulating the light element energy in his body to operate in the corridor. In the past month, in addition to the tempering of his body, he has never slackened in the use of Yuan Neng, and the control of Yuan Neng has long been more proficient.

The seven-colored light gradually lit up around Yang Haohui's body, and the light was slightly distorted under the influence of light energy. Yuan Neng's flow speed reached at least ten times that of normal times, and the feeling of swelling and pain gradually came, and he could feel a sense of shackles across the corridor, like an invisible film, hindering Yuan Neng's progress.

"This is it. Yang Haohui said softly, "There is indeed a feeling that something is blocked." ”

"Don't be in a hurry, slowly increase the speed of the Yuan Energy's operation and poke it. Bacardi reminded.

Yang Haohui didn't reply, because his control over Yuan Neng could no longer allow him to be distracted. The rotation speed slowly increases, and the swelling and pain begin to change to a throbbing sensation. Yuan energy roared like a tide in the corridor, slowly consuming the invisible film.

Persistence, in persistence for a while.......

Until my consciousness was a little groggy, and with a soft "poof" sound, something shattered.

The expected smooth feeling did not come, he only felt a sudden feeling of falling, followed by darkness, endless darkness, as if falling into the abyss.

Yang Haohui fell heavily to the ground, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

Getting up again, he froze.

"It's ...... What?" Yang Haohui's voice trembled slightly.

In the 7-meter-long double-storey attic space, neatly covered with classical-style elm floors, the walls in the shape of black iron branches are spliced together, and the multimedia projection screen stands in the center, and the heavy rain is pouring outside the window........

It was a place he couldn't forget........ Opera Bombana Restaurant.

Is this an imagination, or a dream?!

He stepped back step by step, his teeth rattling. He had obviously crossed over to the Heavenly Yuan Realm, and he was obviously going through the tribulation and ascending to the next level! Why did he return here in the blink of an eye, why? Could it be that everything that happened before was just a dream?

The projection screen suddenly lit up, flashing the black-and-white dots of light emitted when the old-fashioned TV couldn't pick up the channel, and the sound of a stabbing electric current came. Under the light of the projection screen, a silent boy standing in front of the screen with his head bowed was revealed, and the shadow was stretched by the light for a long time, looking lonely and monotonous.

The boy raised his head and smiled at Yang Haohui. The incomprehensible shock shook Yang Haohui's heart again, it was an extremely familiar face, it was ...... Himself!

"Who are you?" Yang Haohui asked with almost all his strength.

"I'm you, and you're me. The boy's voice was the same as his own.

"Does it hurt?" Yang Haohui asked again.

"It hurts...... Where are you talking about?" Yang Haohui didn't understand what he meant.

"Yang Haohui" showed a sad expression: "It's really pitiful, me." ”

With these words, a sharp labor pain struck his heart violently, and Yang Haohui touched his heart and fell to his knees. The pain was so fierce and abrupt, and there was a faint chill.

Yang Haohui's eyes lit up with flame-like seven-colored light, and everything in the restaurant began to vibrate violently, and then everything was like a lens, "bumping", shattering, as if the mirror was in the water.

When the restaurant was about to be completely shattered, a fluttering word came into Yang Haohui's ears

"We ...... We'll see you again. ”

"Poof" a salty smell rushed into his lungs, and Yang Haohui spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

A layer of soft green light enveloped him, Yang Haohui looked up with difficulty, and Bacardi's old face came into view.

Bacardi's eyes showed a little disappointment, but he didn't say anything, just patted Yang Haohui's shoulder, and the familiar white flower extract appeared, Yang Haohui took it and ate it, and it took a while before he relieved himself.

"See a vision?" Bacardi asked.

"Yes, it should be the heart robbery. Yang Haohui sighed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"The result?"

"I'm sorry, I was promoted, I should have failed........"

To be continued......