What is the most important thing to be a warrior, or rather a swordsman?

Is it like Fiona, precise, sharp, and lethal with one blow? Or like Demacia Galen, brave and unstoppable, or like Master Yi of the Infinite Sword Saint, with the fastest speed and the strongest sword, to cut everything?

There has never been a shortage of swordsmen in League of Legends, the Wind Sword Hao Yasuo, the Dark Sword Demon Aatrox, and the previous ones, each of which has its own style, but if it is divided into strong and weak, it is not so simple, but there is one thing, Fei Lin is very clear.

If you want to become a swordsman as powerful as those few, one thing is indispensable, and that is the most basic, physique.

Fei Lin's body, after using so many body enhancement cards to pile up, is not as weak as before, on his attribute panel, what is clearly marked is that the body strength of the fifth level, and the cultivation of the fighting spirit of the fourth level.

However, this fifth-level physical strength only means that Fei Lin has the same physical foundation as ordinary fifth-level fighters, and if he wants to completely convert his physical strength into combat effectiveness, he needs endless training.

"Bang dang!"

A cloth bag with rough workmanship was tightly strangled by Li Qing behind Fei Lin, and the things in the cloth bag collided with each other, making a slight sound, but it was the discarded metal materials that Fei Lin had left in the [Hero Space] before, a small cloth bag, which contained at least seventy or eighty catties of things.

"Hey!"

Carrying the cloth bag behind his back, Fei Lin easily did a few squats, no matter what, he is now a stable fourth-level combat officer, carrying seventy or eighty pounds of things on his back, although there is some pressure, but it does not affect his actions much.

"Alright, ready to go!"

Li Qing nodded slightly, and for the next period of time. It's up to him to arrange Fei Lin's training, as a warrior monk like an ascetic, Li Qing naturally knows how to squeeze the potential in his body, and Li Qing will definitely not show mercy to Fei Lin's subordinates.

"Keep up with my speed, and never take a break until I say stop!"

Li Qing said, his body had already moved, and he ran in the direction that Fei Lin had determined before, and Li Qing had nothing attached to him. It was completely the speed of the sprint, and beside Li Qing, the figure of Timo Jun, who had started the [Xiao Mo Run], appeared and disappeared in the grass, and was not left behind by Li Qing at all.

"Yes!"

Fei Lin hurriedly responded, and with this effort, Li Qing and the two had already run a distance of more than ten meters and hurriedly followed.

At first, the weight on his body didn't seem like much to Film, but after running for more than half an hour. Fei Lin couldn't hold it anymore, and the weight behind him seemed to be filled with water, getting heavier and heavier. The legs were also so heavy that they couldn't lift up, so look ahead. Whether it was Li Qing or Timo, they all seemed to be fine, and they couldn't even see a little sweat.

"Go on!"

Gritting his teeth, Fei Lin stared at Li Qing's back tightly. I continued to run, and I don't know how many wild monsters I disturbed along the way, but they were quickly thrown away by the three of them. Even some short-tempered and fast demonic beasts followed, but they were kicked away by Li Qing and continued to run non-stop.

In Li Qing's plan, before the three of them reach the next dungeon, Fei Lin needs to run for at least six hours a day with weights, and the rest of the time is to fight with those monsters

"Level 5 Raging Demon Bear!"

Ignoring the sweat that could be wrung out of Fei Lin's body, Li Qing pointed to the seemingly bottomless cave in front of him, "Don't use magic, just rely on your swordsmanship, kill it, and take it to our accommodation tonight, otherwise, continue to run long distances at night!"

Li Qing didn't talk nonsense, and Fei Lin didn't have the slightest intention of refusing, as early as when he set these training plans, Fei Lin was mentally prepared, gently unloaded the cloth bag on his back, and the thin sword on his waist was already in Fei Lin's hand at some point, and walked towards the cave with steady steps

"Crackle!

The tongue of fire licked the fat bear paws, and the grease continued to drip into the flames, making the flames even stronger, shining straight on Fei Lin's already limp collapsed body, and the furious bandeau had turned into a soft bear skin and spread under Fei Lin's body.

"Hiss"

A green light flashed, and the deep wounds on Filin's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, even if the claws of the Berserk Demon Bear cut through half of Filin's body, it was nothing more than Soraka's two [Star Infusion], but the physical and mental fatigue was not something that Soraka could heal.

"Excuse me, Soraka. ”

Watching the gentle smile on his face Soraka re-enter the entrance of the [Hero Space], another sharp figure appeared in the cave illuminated by the firelight.

"How many are there?"

Fiona has always been cold, and will only use the thin sword in her hand to express her feelings, or rather, killing intent.

"There should be two, but our specific position has not yet been determined, and the strength does not exceed the peak of the sixth level. ”

Li Qingyan replied succinctly, since love is true, Fei Lin has never had the luxury of being able to completely escape the tracking of the dark elf dungeon that has been operating in this area for hundreds of years, but since he dares to track, he will have to pay the price of tracking.

Even if it is an assassin in the middle of the night, it is difficult to escape the detection of Li Qing and Timojun, let alone during the day, it is just an ordinary dark elf, far from reaching the level of an assassin.

"Just leave it to me. ”

Fiona nodded cleanly, and kicked the weak film lying on the bear skin with her toes, "Get up, it's time for the actual combat drill." ”

It didn't take long for Fiona and Filin to return to the cave, but there were several more wounds on Filin's body, which were obviously caused by the short blades of the dark elves, and before Soraka could heal Firin's injuries again, he collapsed directly on the bearskin and fell into a groggy sleep.

It's just that Film's terrifying hell training has just begun.

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"Load more!!Plus!!Your body is still far from reaching its limit!!"

"Pick it up!Otherwise, I can't guarantee that those stinghorntails won't catch you!!"

"Level 6 Wind Lion, a magical beast that can use elemental energy, allows you to use your wind spell and kill it, or, sleep in the wild tonight and let those demonic beasts that are manic at night tear us apart, choose!"

"It seems that the news of the killing of those dark elf scouts has reached the hands of those dark elves, so the direction of our escape has been exposed, kill those who are tracking, otherwise, we will wait to be killed by the next large number of pursuers!"

The training continued, one day, two days, until Fei Lin felt that the iron behind him didn't seem to be so heavy, and his speed was getting faster and faster, even those mid-level peak demonic beasts, he could easily see the flaws in their attacks, a sword was fatal, and those dark elf chasers couldn't even leave even a wound on their bodies when they were exhausted, although, this was exchanged for countless wounds.

However, I am getting stronger, stronger and stronger. (To be continued......)