The moon gradually rose, and a silvery glow sprinkled over the land.

It's almost time for Agareth to rest.

Luo Yu extinguished the wall lamp, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, took off his clothes, and bathed in the bright moonlight in this way.

"It's almost time to practice that exercise..."

Luo Yu muttered to himself, and then his limbs hugged his body tightly in an extremely grotesque posture.

Under the moonlight, Luo Yu was like a huge white python, coiling around his body, swallowing cold letters.

He threw his head up and swallowed in the moonlight, his body rising and falling rhythmically.

Gradually, a faint black mist appeared in the air, like flowing black cotton wool, and the wisps were entwined.

Luo Yu, who was in the black mist, seemed to be experiencing a strange and terrifying transformation.

"Holy Demon Skill!"

The supreme demonic skill that only the heads of the Heavenly Demon Sect are qualified to practice in the past dynasties is said to be able to achieve a powerful demon body like an ancient saint when practiced to an extremely high depth.

There are a total of twelve layers of "Chi Saint Demon Gong", and Luo Yu only started to cultivate when he was in the Jindan Realm in his last life, but he was not afraid of the attacks of ordinary magic weapons when he practiced to the fifth layer.

Luo Yu even took an intercontinental missile with his bare hands, unscathed, and that time also completely established his reputation in the cultivation realm.

Under the inner view, the originally pure white aura seemed to be infected by the black fog and gradually turned black.

Like a snake, it swam in Luo Yu's body.

Every time he swam, Luo Yu's body would tremble violently, as if there were countless knives slashing at Luo Yu's flesh and bones, an unimaginably huge pain.

But this terrible pain, Luo Yu didn't seem to feel it at all, his expression was still as calm as water, and the rhythm of swallowing Yuehua was not disordered at all.

As the light gradually brightened, the black fog in the room dissipated at some point.

Luo Yu gasped and got up from the floor with "difficulty".

His whole body was completely soaked in sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.

At this time, the black aura in his body also grew to the thickness of his little thumb, and his cultivation was completely stable in the first level of qi training, probably in the middle of the first level of qi training.

Luo Yu raised his right hand, and a dark blue flame the size of a ping-pong ball appeared silently in his palm, and the cold flame illuminated his pale and handsome face.

"I can barely cast the Dark Fire Technique, and I can be regarded as having a little self-preservation..."

"I don't know how it compares to a first-class mage?"

The flame was extinguished, and Luo Yu threw a punch at will.

The fist made a sharp sound in the air.

At this point, cultivation has a greater advantage than magic, especially Luo Yu, who is practicing "Chi Saint Demon Gong", and there is still a terrifying power comparable to a demonic beast hidden under his seemingly weak body.

It's similar to the effect of Demon and Martial Arts Double Cultivation.

After the first magic practice, Luo Yu's physical fitness has been greatly improved, quietly sneaked out of the room, found a room with no one to wash his body, washed away the smelly sweat impurities, and then returned to the room to scrub the sweat stains on the floor.

By the time dawn broke and the sun was shining all over the land, and the people of the Baron's Mansion Castle had ushered in a new and beautiful day, Luo Yu had already turned back into the ordinary Young Master Agareth, and was sleeping comfortably on his soft bed.

....

"Hold your sword steady, and raise your elbows a little more..."

In the spacious open space, a young man was trying to raise the long sword in his hand, and under the guidance of a strong man like a bear next to him, he drew one sword style after another.

The boy practiced very hard, and the sweat had already wet the ends of his hair, wet and sticking together, and the fine linen shirt on his body also showed large traces of sweat, and he still didn't realize it.

"Okay, Master Agareth, take a break."

Dahan looked at the young man's eyes with a little appreciation, and couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, Uncle Layton."

The boy put down his sword with relief, rubbed his sore arm, and then picked up the kettle at hand and poured a few mouthfuls of water into his mouth.

"At the rate of your progress, you should be able to become a true knight within this year..."

Layton said to the teenager who was drinking the water.

"Really, Uncle Layton?!"

The boy was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then shouted happily, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

A smile also appeared on Layton's face, but his face quickly changed again, and he continued: "Young Master Agareth, don't be complacent because of this, your brother Roger is much more powerful than you, he only took three months to complete the cultivation from an ordinary person to a full-fledged knight, and he was a few years younger than you at that time..."

"Oh.."

The young man's excitement suddenly became smaller, his head drooped, and he muttered: "I will keep up with my brother and strive to catch up with my brother as soon as possible."

Layton nodded with satisfaction, reached out and rubbed the boy's hair, and said, "That's all for today's training."

The boy politely said goodbye to Layton and turned to leave.

What Leiden didn't see was that after the boy turned around, the previous excitement, frustration, and unwillingness all disappeared without a trace in an instant, and his eyes became deep and restrained, like a lake in the dark night.

The young man is naturally Luo Yu.

Because of Baron Luff's orders, Luo Yu has been practicing swordsmanship with Leiden for more than two weeks.

During this time, Luo Yu showed appropriate diligence and diligence, and not only won the admiration of Leiden, but even the baron was a little impressed with him.

In two weeks, he had been given the opportunity to have dinner alone with the baron, and among the baron's children, apart from the most respected Roger, and Jenny, who had a talent for magic, Luo Yu was the only one.

Even the servants of the Baron's Court knew.

Young Master Agares, who fell off his horse, seems to have grown up all of a sudden after experiencing a serious injury, and is no longer the former gentleman who only likes poetry and plays, and has nothing to do every day.

It's been a long time since I've seen him find someone to listen to the sour poem he just wrote.

And in fact, Luo Yu's real strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

From his injury to the present more than 20 days, he has practiced the "Chi Sage Demon Skill" every night, and the aura in his body has accumulated to the thickness of his thumb, and his physical fitness has improved by leaps and bounds after several demon skill tempering.

"A first-level knight can be easily achieved by ordinary people after systematic training, but a ninth-level knight needs to be more than five times the physical fitness of an ordinary adult man in all aspects..."

"The aura of this world is far richer than that of the earth, and ordinary people can easily live to be over one hundred and twenty years old without going through cultivation, and the average physical fitness is twice that of the people on the earth..."

"My current physical fitness is about three times that of an ordinary adult man in this world, that is, almost the level of a fifth-level knight, close to the level of a sixth-level knight."

"I'm almost catching up with the cheap big brother Roger..."

"If you count the means bonuses such as the Pyrotechnic Technique, there shouldn't be any problem in killing a Level 6 Knight..."

Luo Yu wiped his sweat and strolled towards the castle.

Compared with more than half a month ago, he is only a little stronger, a little taller, and his eyes are a little brighter.

But who would have known that this body, which still didn't look strong, actually had a power that could be compared to a sixth-level knight.

When Luo Yu scrubbed his body, changed into clean and refreshing clothes, and just walked out of his room, he heard a crisp and pleasant voice like a lark floating over quickly on the side of the corridor.

"Brother Agareth..."

It's Jenny.