Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Wings of the Dawn of Transformation
The next day, when the sky was dark, in a courtyard in the center of the city of "Versailles", the pajamas, Sheena was waking up from her sleep, and the morning sun shone through the window on her face with delicate features, awakening the girlish heart of this "saint".
It was a good day, after a very quick freshening up, Hina pushed open the small window of her master bedroom and felt a breath of fresh air rushing to her face.
However, before the holy woman of the "Healing Church" could express her girlish feelings, a ping-pong sound and scolding had already come in from outside the window.
"Bastard! Don't run if you have the ability!"
"Stinky brute, don't make noise if you're slow, you have the ability to catch up!"
......With a click, Sheena closed the window speechlessly, shielding the morning air from the outside.
These guys started cultivating early in the morning, don't they feel panicked? Every time they practice to death, they find this girl to treat them and recover their strength, is this girl your own mother?
After scolding her "teammates" in her heart, Sheena took a deep breath and cast her gaze on the open space looming outside the window, where there seemed to be a raging fire.
Although there were several large trees blocking her view from Sheena's room, she could vaguely see a huge figure fighting another petite figure in the area.
What's even more bizarre is that not far from those two figures, there seem to be several crimson "flying swords" flying in the air, and they are constantly colliding with another thin and long shadow like a python......
After more than half a year of such a life, Hina didn't need to think about it, she knew that there must be Sylvie, Lighthard, Wuming and Cesara practicing against each other, and this had become a regular program for "Wings of Dawn" every morning.
Obviously, I only completed the task yesterday and came back to the "Holy Capital", and I still have the energy to make trouble so early in the morning, and sure enough, the young man is good, and the energy is really strong. Sheena silently stood in front of the window and complained a few words, and then went downstairs to have breakfast.
Since Sheena is different from the other members of "Dawnwings", she doesn't need to do much actual combat training, so she almost never participates in the sparring of those guys, but instead strongly encourages her teammates to let go of casual fighting, anyway, as long as she can't die, it's an excellent material for Sheena to practice, and this back and forth has become a thing.
After breakfast, Sheena also walked slowly towards the clearing, because this courtyard was Sheena's own house, and she obviously knew the architectural pattern here very well, and almost closed her eyes to get there.
"That's right, stinky brute, it's a little bit of an improvement today. ”
By the time Sheena arrived at the suggested training ground, Sylvie had finished her training round and sat down to chat with Lighthard, waving happily to Sheena when she saw her coming.
Because both Sylvie and Lighthard had successfully advanced to the level of "Silver Radiance" when they completed the previous mission, the eldest lady was obviously in a good mood now.
That being said, Sylvie also knew that he and Lighthard were still the weakest characters on the team, but at least they weren't a drag bottle, but a fighting force that could help a little once in a while.
"It's okay, otherwise how can I go on a mission with those monsters. ”
Compared to Sylvie's smiling face, the bald man who was obviously much stronger than half a year ago, Lighthard looked a little out of breath, after all, he had been fighting Sylvie for several quarters of an hour wearing a two-hundred-pound heavy armor, which was not something ordinary people could do.
Looking at it carefully, today's Sylvie and Lighthard are not the same as when they were in the "Sea City" half a year ago, after such a long time of training with the rest of the "Dawnwings" masters to complete various difficult tasks, now if they return to the "scramble" half a year ago, they can easily defeat the vast majority of opponents.
But despite the great progress they had made in a very short period of time, the two of them clearly didn't have the slightest look of pride, because not far from them, two more perverted guys were practicing in a dazzling way.
In a clearing twenty meters away from Sylvie and the others, Wu Ming and Cesar were standing five meters apart, the crimson "curse blade" and the python-like "whip sword" flying in the air, constantly making collision sounds and violent impacts!
"Look at this, you're almost there, aren't you?"
At this moment, Wu Ming's hands flashed red, and he controlled the twelve "curse blades" in the air like an elegant conductor, while slashing with the long "whip sword", while trying to fight for a fist-sized glass ball flying in the air.
"It should be about the same, if this is the case, the next "revenge war" will be a little more confident, after all...... No one knows what level of strength that guy has reached now. ”
On the opposite side of Wuming, Cesar, who still had a cold face, looked no different from half a year ago, but when he used the "Snake of Oath" in his hand to fight with Wuming's "Curse Blade" at high speed, and still had the strength to worry about the fragile glass ball, it could be seen that this man's strength had also changed dramatically compared to half a year ago.
The fist-sized glass ball is the key prop for the cultivation of Wuming and Cesara, they need to use their "Spell Blade" and "Pit Viper Sword" to constantly maintain this glass ball in the air without falling, and then launch an attack under this condition, which is a great test of the skills, speed and tacit understanding of both sides.
At the beginning of this kind of training, basically ordinary glass balls would be scarred and even shattered after a few impacts, but today, half a year later, Wuming and Cesar can keep this small glass ball in the air for half a day without any scratches, and this extraordinary control is enough to make people feel daunted......
"Is Yu Feng still meditating over there? He hasn't practiced much recently, so he shouldn't be a little lax. ”
When the sun began to gradually rise, Wuming and Cesar finally stopped their daily training, but at this time, Cesar's eyes fell on a pure garden not far away, where a young figure seemed to be looming.
It shouldn't be, he seems to have more important things to do, after all, so many "braves" gathered in the Holy Capital this time, which has somewhat put a little pressure on him. ”
Wuming's gaze also looked there, but he obviously had a lot of confidence in Yufeng, after all...... This is a real "brave man". 2k reading web