Chapter 12 Everyday Life and Death (Part II)
In the end, Mo Ran did it. After a hundred javelins were fruitless www.biquge.info the pen and the fun pavilion had a sense of agility again, and then the eagle was miraculously nailed to the wall by the javelin.
Mo Ran saw that Bu Fan, who was shrouded in the brilliance of divine magic, like a dazzling light bulb, and his mood was much more balanced.
After seeing others worse than himself, Mo Ran would have a feeling that his life was not so unbearable.
Because in Mo Ran's impression, since the beginning of training, Bu Fan's divine skills have never stopped.
Lunch was over, and the two trialists continued to train separately.
Mo Ran's training is called long-range dodge training. The training content is very simple, Mo Ran just needs to save his life.
As for the sparring partner, it was a high-level warrior of the twelfth level, and he would attack from thirty meters away. When the fighting energy is exhausted, he will be replaced by a twelfth-level senior mage and bombard Mo Ran indiscriminately.
This cycle lasts for a total of one hour.
This time, the training ground is a small racecourse. Mo Ran, who was standing in the center, had blue tendons on his forehead. Because the sense of danger reminded him that the other party would never show mercy, injuries were inevitable.
Every time he was injured, it was a serious injury that could be fatal, but fortunately, there was a priest waiting by his side, and he could always pull Mo Ran back from the brink of death.
It's just that every time he is injured, it is a heavy blow to his will, after all, Mo Ran is just a child who lives in a peaceful era and has just become an adult.
Mo Ran eventually persevered until the end of the training, although it was not voluntary. However, Mo Ran has a sense of danger, so the training results are not bad.
The last training is the training of two-handed hammers. There are hundreds of wooden dummies in the training ground, and Mo Ran's task is to smash these dummies.
The battle in the morning had already made Mo Ran see the shortcomings, because he didn't know how to use a two-handed hammer at all. Although there are only a few simple ways to attack hammer weapons, there are too many differences in touch and power.
As a blunt weapon, a two-handed hammer has as much reaction force as it does to lethality. If the reaction force cannot be effectively defused, then every attack is a heavy burden on the hands.
A two-handed hammer can only be fully effective if it has great power. With Mo Ran's strength, it is not enough to control, and because of his physical strength, it is difficult for Mo Ran to improve his strength through ordinary training.
There is also the javelin throwing, and his own hit is really miserable. It is impossible for Mo Ran to bring hundreds of javelins to find agility, so improving accuracy has become the key.
Otherwise, the javelin can only be used as a killer weapon, although after activating the rage, it can produce huge lethality, but the consumption is also expensive.
Mo Ran came to the dummy, inhaled, twisted his waist, and waved his two-handed hammer with force, the attack could be described as a one-stop, and Mo Ran was also a little proud.
Unexpectedly, both hands hammered into the air, and inertia took Mo Ran to turn a small half circle, almost flashing his waist.
Mo Ran thought he was dazzled, only to see the dummy dodge the attack lightly, find a relatively empty position, and then just stand there, quietly still.
It was only then that Mo Ran saw the intricate patterns on the dummies, which were actually magical creations. Mo Ran laughed self-deprecatingly, knowing that training would not be so easy......
In the blink of an eye, Mo Ran had been living in the manor for half a month, which was quite a painful half a month, except for meditation and massage, he was in a high-pressure state.
Whenever Mo Ran felt that he had reached his limit, he would find that he seemed to be able to bear some of it. Under such a little bit of pressure, Mo Ran spent the most painful time.
Bu Fan is still the same, no matter where he goes, the magic will follow wherever he goes, and it will be used to restore physical strength.
Bufan, who does not have a physical strength bar, spends a lot of time every day doing endurance training. Mo Ran admired his perseverance very much, even without the support of the physical strength bar, Bu Fan could still complete a large amount of training every day.
Because of the support of the physical strength bar, Mo Ran's training speed is extremely fast, several times that of Bufan. So most of the training has been transformed into actual combat, that is, in the arena, fighting all kinds of monsters.
As for Bu Fan, he is still in basic training.
After high-intensity training and more than ten fatal injuries a day, Mo Ran not only reached level 5, but his progress was also incredible.
So now except for two hours of high-intensity combat and a few basic trainings, the rest of the time is at your disposal.
Of course, if Mo Ran dares to be lazy, Eller dares to throw dozens of wolves into the arena to make him feel the wonderful feeling of dancing with wolves, and fully experience the fun of being eaten by wolves before being bitten to death.
In Mo Ran's eyes, Eller has no bottom line. Since that time when Mo Ran fought against 50 wild wolves alone, he no longer dared to test Eller's bottom line with his own life.
Perhaps the current Mo Ran, with sophisticated equipment, can deal with ten and eight wild wolves. But the number of wild wolves is 50, which is far beyond the limit of Mo Ran's response.
Mo Ran's opponent today is a huge boar man.
The Boar Man is extremely burly, measuring two and a half meters tall and wielding a heavy, three-headed flail.
After more than ten days of fighting, Mo Ran was no longer frightened by the enemy's appearance. Eyler didn't show up today, and the head of the 17th guard was in charge of security.
Of course, this kind of safety was only based on Mo Ran's heartbeat, and as for disability, that was something that the Temple Priest should worry about.
Mo Ran was centering on the wild boar man at this time, circling in a circle, and since his physical strength was an advantage, he had to make good use of it.
The wild boar is not a loss, but the shortcomings are also obvious, not flexible enough, if Mo Ran wants to run, the wild boar man will not be able to catch up with Mo Ran at all.
But if Mo Ran really dared to do this, then the next training session would definitely turn into abuse. Therefore, Mo Ran chose to face the battle head-on, which is also the most important quality of a trialist, to have the courage to face everything.
The wild boar people are not a race with patience, and when they saw Mo Ran circling in a circle, they howled and rushed towards Mo Ran.
Seeing that the wild boar man was not running fast, Mo Ran was overjoyed and continued to move at the speed of a trot.
When the distance between the two sides was less than three meters, the boar man raised the flail high. At this time, Mo Ran's speed was fully expanded, and he ran to the left side of the boar man, easily avoiding the flail, and hit the boar man on the knee with a hammer. The tooth-aching sound of cracking bones showed that Mo Ran was already invincible.
The boar man screamed in pain, and then his massive figure fell to the ground. Mo Ran was not in a hurry to kill the other party, and after two attempts and found that the boar man could not stand, he decided to end its suffering.
But when Mo Ran came to the boar man's side, he saw a pair of red eyes. At this point, the feeling of danger issued a strong warning, but it was too late......