Chapter Seventy-Five: I, the Breaker of the School Rules!

On this day, Li Mingyang returned to the dormitory, took a book and was reading, while Marven took advantage of this hard-won rest time and did everything he could to collapse on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Marven replied weakly: "Please come in." ”

Luo Tie's expressionless face appeared.

"Teacher Luo?"

Li Mingyang closed the book in his hand.

"Ahem, Li Mingyang, I'm here to find you. ”

"What's the matter?"

He put the book down and stood up.

"This classmate, can you avoid it?"

Luo Tie glared at Ma Wendao.

Marven wailed, where did he want to move, but when he saw Luo Tie's cold eyes, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, so he obediently walked out and closed the door.

"I don't like to go around in circles, let's get straight to the point, I hope ...... Tomorrow's training, you don't have to finish it again. ”

"Why?"

Li Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Luo Tie coughed: "All in all, it is a tradition of our Divine Martial Academy to let all students receive special training and reach the limit, the purpose is to make all students guard against arrogance and rashness, and give up the original arrogant temperament......"

"But if you don't give up training, I can't continue this tradition. ”

Li Mingyang scratched his head: "So that's what it means? I thought it was a standard process, and I was still thinking about where your limit was, when it would end, and you were waiting for me to give up!"

"Not bad. ”

Luo Tie showed a rare wry smile.

"Then wouldn't it be better if you just added 100,000 kilograms to the load? In that case, even I am afraid I won't be able to complete it...... Probably. ”

Luo Tie shook his head and said, "The purpose of the tutor is to test your limits, not to make you seriously injured! Besides, if you are added to that level at once, the students will suddenly understand that we are deliberately making things difficult, so will this tradition be meaningless soon?"

"So I had to give up naturally. ”

"Yes. ”

Li Mingyang was happy.

"Isn't this okay, Mr. Luo? Isn't this breaking the rules of the martial arts academy? I did this kind of thing when I first arrived, isn't it a bit inconsistent with the spirit of a martial artist?"

Luo Tie sighed: "Say, what conditions do you want?"

"Look, what you said, am I that kind of person?"

"What can you offer?"

“......”

Luo Tie coughed: "I've thought about it, how about the title of an honorary president of the Student Union of the Divine Martial Academy?"

Li Mingyang glanced at him with disdain.

"Is the student union the kind of place where bureaucracy breeds, formalism is rampant, and all students hate it?"

"Lao Tie, even if I, Li Mingyang, am tired to death and offend all the mentors, I won't join that kind of place for half a day!"

"The honorary president of the student union can enjoy a variety of benefits, including various task reward bonuses, dining halls, cultivation rooms, recovery rooms, Babel Tower Library, and other places with a 10% discount on points!"

“...... So when can this honorary president give me?"

"Right today. ”

Luo Tie stretched out his hand and handed him a badge, on which was the symbol of the Martial God, a figure of an iron fist and a large sword crossed, and the words of the honorary president of the Student Union of the Divine Martial Academy around him.

"Then I'm welcome, thank you Lao Tie. ”

"Since you promised, then I will take my leave, remember our agreement...... Also, don't call me Lao Tie. ”

"Don't worry, Lao Tie. ”

“......”

waited until the next day, sure enough, when Li Mingyang carried another weight of 32,000 kilograms, he chose to give up.

Luo Tie's heart was relieved, and the other mentors applauded even more.

On the surface, it seems to be an appreciation for Li Mingyang, but in fact, he is overjoyed that he has finally solved this hard bone.

As for all the other freshmen.

is both love and hate for Li Mingyang.

On the one hand, they would rather Li Mingyang stick to it so that he can rest for two more days, and on the other hand, ...... Li Mingyang is really too strong, which makes everyone unwilling.

So while cheering for Li Mingyang, they hoped that he would give up as soon as possible.

When they saw that Li Mingyang had finally reached his limit, all the freshmen were also relieved.

Luo Tie then shouted: "Assemble!"

Everyone in the first class immediately gathered and gathered around Li Mingyang.

"See! You so-called genius boys, that's just that!"

I don't know why, when he said this sentence this year, Luo Tie always felt that he had no confidence and was very weak-hearted...... The incitement is much less effective.

"So, no matter how glorious and brilliant you are in your hometown, when you get to the Divine Martial Academy, you have to start from scratch for me! You are no longer the proud son of the sky who holds the stars and the moon, but just an ordinary member of the Divine Martial Academy!

"Understood!"

"Okay! Then from today onwards, return to the previous special training, still starting with a 1,000-kilogram weight-bearing squat jump!"

"Huh?"

"Ahh

"Here!"

“...... I jump, I jump. ”

But in any case, the horror level of the special training has finally been reduced from miserable to miserable, and for these proud sons of the sky, although it is still difficult, it can already withstand it.

This kind of special training lasted for another ten days.

Ten days later, no matter how radiant and sharp it was, it was smoothed out by life.

Luo Tie then announced that the first phase of the special training was over, and after ten days of rest, he was ready to start the real demon battlefield actual combat!

The crowd was filled with joy and sorrow.

Naturally, the joy is that the special training is over, and I can finally rest for ten days.

The sad thing is that the real demon battlefield is actually fighting, and judging from the urine nature of the Divine Martial Academy, it is not an easy job!

Anyway, I finally got my first vacation since I started school.

Many students have chosen to have fun, enjoy and relax.

Luo Tie also reminded everyone that they could choose to go to the recovery room, or the cultivation room, to recuperate, or continue to cultivate.

There are all kinds of panaceas to relieve pain and restore physical strength in the recovery room, and there are special doctors to recuperate for you, only 498 points per day!

And the cultivation room is the same, it can simulate a variety of actual combat environments, and there are real martial artists to guide your cultivation and battle, only 998 points per day!

Everyone listened to Luo Tie's friendly suggestion and chose death one after another.

Just kidding, the freshmen who have just arrived, even the absolute elites at the top of the rankings, only have about 1,000 points, and they will stay in the recovery room for two days at most, and the cultivation room will ...... It's all over in one day!

Who can afford to go?

Marven decisively chose to be paralyzed in the dormitory.

And Li Mingyang is determined to go to the Babel Library.

In the previous time, because of the terrifying special training, he didn't have much time and energy to read a lot of books, so he could only borrow and take time to browse.

And now, finally, there is free time.

His task of brushing the tower, the achievement of Qingshu......

It's time to get started.

Looking at the towering Babel Library, Li Mingyang felt a rare bit of excitement and excitement in his heart.

"If I can read all the exercises and cheats in this Babel Tower, and integrate them all into the Great Yan Qiankun Formula, then what kind of realm will my cultivation go......

"Even if it's a martial god, he may not be my opponent!"

Lord Martial God, who didn't know where he was, sneezed again.