Hearing Kameni's training order, the entire playground suddenly became like a reed in the wind, swinging in circles of invisible ripples.

Although all of the students present were armed knights, and most of them had been working hard since they were six or seven years old, running for one or twenty kilometers was commonplace. But no one expected that the first class at the training camp would be a 100-kilometer run.

If only 100 kilometers were enough, but Kameni added the 20 kilograms of weight. It's going to be fatal.

Usually they are asked to carry twenty kilograms, which is simply not worth mentioning - even two hundred kilograms is a breeze. Not to mention anything else, that person doesn't have a few dozen pounds of chain mail and weapons and shields? That one can't lift hundreds of kilograms of weight when the battle ring is opened?

A few individuals are gifted in strength and physique, and can even lift a Frisian horse weighing thousands of kilograms!

But after all, it's only for a short time, and running weights is different.

Once fifty kilometers have passed, their bodies will reach their limit. The fighting spirit will also be supported at most sixty or seventy kilometers before it will dry up. And the remaining dozens of kilometers are like hellish torment. At that time, even one extra grass on the body will be an unbearable burden. These 20 kilograms are enough to at least double the training volume of this 100 kilometers!

The freshmen blew up in one fell swoop.

The three major training camps of the empire are known as the cradle of knights, and the paradise of all young people who aspire to become knights is because of her long history, profound accumulation and inheritance.

Here, there are the fighting spirit and martial arts that ordinary people dream of, the fantasy tower that gathers spiritual power to increase the cultivation speed, the training grounds and equipment that ordinary lords' castles do not have, and the elixir that ordinary people can't even smell.

Those are the things that everyone yearns for the most after joining the academy. Rather than this is nothing new, it's just a torturous running workout!

Training camps, though, are paramilitary organizations of the Empire. All students will automatically become a member of the Emperor xxx team when they join the training camp. Not to mention training, even if you go to the battlefield immediately, it is non-negotiable!

The whining was quickly suppressed by the sharp rebuke of the instructors. Immediately, the freshmen began their first training under the gaze of a gloating veteran.

Roy ran in the center of the queue. He didn't get any special treatment because of the injury. Kameni didn't even look at him.

Kameni didn't know why this magical genius, who was completely able to enter the Academy of Magic to enjoy his noble status and leisurely life, would come to take a knightly path that was definitely not suitable for him, but since he came, he might as well make him suffer.

The rise of knights originally began after the fiasco of humanity in the final battle. At that time, human beings not only had to face the attack of the demons, but also the barren and bitter cold of the Land of Redemption and the countless demonic beasts. It is the suffering that makes the knight glorious.

The knight came out of suffering.

If you like the magic tower that is warm in winter and cool in summer, a comfortable meditation room, and a bright and quiet library, then you should go and be his magician!

"Speed up!"

As soon as the queue left the castle of the E brigade, it entered the mountain clear behind the leading college

o The way of the lake, training and teaching is a loud roar.

The pace of the queue increased, but this clearly did not please Kameni and the training instructors.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed back and forth on both sides of the queue. The roars of the instructors rang out from the back of the queue to the front of the queue, and from the front to the back

"Hurry, hurry, are you a snail?"

"Leader boy, if you don't want to be punished, you'd better keep up with the speed of my war horse, slow down, Lao Tzu wants you to look good!"

"Hey, fat man, hurry up! Don't make me kick your ass!"

"Bring up the speed for me, don't be like a group of, with your virtue, even Lao Tzu's shitong is not as good!"

The roars of the training instructors continued to explode in the ears of the students like thunder.

A knight's politeness never appears in training or in battle. This is a profession with the war of blood and fire as the stage, and it is a world of blood and fighting spirit. Here, there are no well-mannered gentlemen, only warriors who seek victory.

For a moment, the instructors on horseback were like vicious dogs stripped of their disguises and exposed their fangs, driving the freshman queue to a knees. They spit in the ears of the cadets and shouted at them, and beat the laggards with the barrels of their guns, mocking and sarcastically with all their might.

Soon, the chaotic cadet of freshmen had been driven by the knights' instructors through the gates of the ramparts in a canyon and along a stone path by a stream to a huge lake.

This is Qing

o Lake.

She is located in the mountains behind the college, smoking

o vast, as far as the eye can see. Beautiful and secluded. There is a hill in the shape of a dragon's head in the lake. The hill was pitch black and bare, and there was not even a single grass. It looked like a black dragon poked its head out of the water.

The mountains around the lake are lush with forests.

Standing by the lake and looking at it, it is full of towering ancient trees that I don't know how many years they have grown. The thick trunks, the canopy that covers the sky, and the dead branches and leaves on the ground that have accumulated for an unknown number of years, form a primitive world.

When the road reached the lake, it was already cut off.

"Up the hill!"

Seeing that the freshmen at the head of the queue stopped, a training instructor snorted coldly, urging the horse to tread over the dirt on the hillside by the lake and enter the jungle.

The freshmen were in a commotion.

"Oh my God, a hundred kilometers of mountain roads?"

"Damn, where did you get the way, see clearly, there's not even a road!"

Originally, running along the stone road was enough to make everyone miserable, but unexpectedly, there was no road behind, and the remaining half of the distance had to run up and down the hillside and in this jungle full of mud and rotten leaves.

Now it's only been a few kilometers and a hundred kilometers down, isn't it terrible?!

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and run for me!" The two training instructors rode their horses to the front of the queue, and the other two pressed the back of the team for the teaching, constantly urging.

In the training class, the words of teaching are military orders. As long as you don't want to die or hurt others, you can't disobey it.

The leading cadet gritted his teeth and burrowed into the jungle and ran up the hillside. With one leader, the rest of the people can only run into the forest one by one.

"Sir," said one of the training instructors, turning his horse's head in front of Kamenima, a little worried, as he watched the freshmen enter the jungle, "Wouldn't that be too ruthless?"

"It's just the bare basics. Kameni looked at Roy's thin back in the queue and shook his head slightly, "It's still early." ”

With that, he shook the reins and followed the group into the woods.

The instructors looked at each other in horror and followed. This kind of training is only basic training, so ...... Everyone shuddered.

"Sir," the questioning instructor followed Kameni, and the figure swept through the rapidly receding trees. The voice was a little choppy because of this: "IMHO, I think that such a training volume ...... It's just too big. ”

Most of these training instructors are from training camps, and they are well aware of the training courses and stage goals of the training camp.

But to be honest, whether they are students or instructors, they have never seen freshmen trained like this on the first day of school. This kind of training intensity, not to mention these childish freshmen, even their instructors have to be tired enough.

And people really don't understand what this kind of training can do. After all, knights are not swordsmen. Communicating with the war horse with the battle ring and merging it with the war horse is the essence of this combat profession with the most powerful impact on the battlefield.

Running this kind of thing... It's just a training session. You don't need to be so ruthless. The training of fighting spirit and martial arts is the most important thing in the training of knights. If you just run and get tired and lie down, how can you get the training later?

Hearing this teacher's words, several other teachings also turned their attention to Kameni.

To be honest, they actually wanted to know what the new E-Brigade coach was thinking in his heart than about the amount of training he had in mind.

As the instructors of the Academy's E Brigade, they, like the cadets of the Academy, are marginalized members of the Academy.

The entire academy knows that there are only two kinds of people who are assigned to the teaching of the E team. One is incompetent, and the other is excluded.

Those guys who don't have the ability are here to mess around. And the E Brigade is undoubtedly the best place to mix. As long as you come to report in the morning and give a training order, you can flash people, such a day is quiet and happy.

These people spend much more time in the high-level offices of the academy than in the E team.

And some of the people who are excluded are also mixed up for a day. After all, the colleagues around them, the status of Team E in the academy and the poor resources have long made everyone disheartened. Even if you have great ambitions, you can't do it in Team E.

This time Kameni came to the E team, and everyone didn't take it seriously.

Kameni's situation is clear - he was driven from the main camp to the worst branch, and then by the deputy director Diarra to the worst E brigade, his future is so dark that he can't see his fingers.

In that case, why bother?

No matter what, not a single phoenix can fly out of the local chicken nest, the extra training is completely wasted, and the students don't talk about it, and it doesn't mean anything to teach them.

"If you have any questions, let's talk about them after the training session. Kameni's voice was as cold and hard as his heart.

Looking at the students running in front of him, he frowned again: "Speed up!"

There are no roads in the mountains and forests, and the ground is not only undulating, but also slippery and difficult to walk. In some places, the mud that fell into it with one foot, pulled out the foot, and the shoes were covered with mud. Some places are upside down trees and mossy rocks.

The students ran in such a place, had to go up the mountain, had to go down, had to jump, climbed and fell from time to time, it was simply miserable.

The queue, after twenty kilometers of running in the jungle, began to disperse. At this time, the teachers were not urging much. They knew that everyone's physical strength had reached the limit, and the rest of the journey depended on their personal vindictive cultivation.

Forty kilometers later, the line was already long. Many of the students were glazed over, breathing shriveled, and their feet moved mechanically. On the steep slopes and muddy woodland, each step they took required them to expend far ten times more body than running on flat ground.

Sixty kilometers later, the first student, who had been depleted by both physical and vindictive energy, stopped and fell to the ground.

"Damn it!" the instructors hurried over.

If there were any deaths or injuries on the first day of training, it would be fun. Although these students are only the least gifted among the new students, which one is not the hope and future of their families?

When the damn sound was scolded, the instructors didn't know if they were scolding the student or the madman who caused this qiē.

But at this moment, the instructors saw Kameni's figure flash in front of their eyes like a ghost, and appeared next to the fallen student. When his figure stood still, the wind around him swept violently, making a muffled sound like wind and thunder.

Kameni pulled the cadet up, his hands glittering with the light of the battle ring, and slapped the cadet's hands and feet, and the last palm pressed his lower abdomen. As the battle ring submerged into the student's body, it disappeared, and the student, who was originally pale, immediately regained his blood.

"This is .......," one of the instructors said stupidly.

"Gravity!" said another teacher with a quick voice that he hadn't had time to say. Everyone looked at each other, and the expressions on their faces were wonderful.

The so-called qi gravity is to use one's own fighting spirit to sort out the disordered breath of others and guide the exhausted source force to operate again. This kind of knightly rescue is not uncommon, but it is very difficult to achieve such skill and precision as Kameni.

From the time the student fell to the ground to the time he completed the guidance, in just half a minute, in addition to his profound fighting qi as a knight of the Great Light, the use of the guidance technique, the control of the breath and source power in the student's body, also needed to be amazingly accurate.

From this alone, the instructors can imagine that this must not be the first time that Kameni has done such a thing. I don't know how many thousands of repetitions it takes to get to such a point!

It's unbelievable.

It's not that others can't do it, but ....... why?

What's in it for him?!

"Run the Twelve Cycles of Fighting Qi!, and then go to the meeting point by yourself. In the eyes of everyone, Kameni explained to the student, turned on his horse, and continued to walk.

Since then, more and more trainees have fallen.

From the time the first cadet fell at 60 km, by the time he was 80 km, more than 40 cadets had fallen. And 80 to 90 kilometers, the number of people who fell has exceeded 90 percent of the total number. In the last ten kilometers, every 100 meters forward, one fell.

Kameni has been doing the same thing all this time.

For each fallen student, he will personally guide the gravitational force of qi, and at the same time, according to the situation of different students, he will prescribe the number of cycles they can run the Dou Qigong method.

By this time, several experienced teachers had vaguely understood Kameni's intentions.

He asked the freshmen to run a hundred kilometers in five hours, and he put the location here, not to torture them, but to make them push their limits.

These students, after falling, after being guided by Kameni, and then running the Dou Qi Gong method, get not only an improvement in physical quality, but also a substantial increase in Dou Qi. The aura and source power personally channeled by a Great Light Knight, coupled with the fact that they were in a state of emptiness after exceeding the limit, one cultivation was as good as ten times in normal times!

Yu has to give up first, make something out of nothing, break and then stand!

It is conceivable that if they train like this every day in the future, these students will be rubbish, and they can be turned into gold by Kameni!

When I looked at Kameni again, the eyes of the teachers were already respectful. They dismounted one after another, and together with Kameni, they channeled gravity for the cadets.

They finally understood the magic of Kameni's rumored ability to tap into the potential of all his students, and why Kameni was so loved by his students. I understand why Kameni is stuck in the Knight of Great Light and has never been able to break through the Holy Rank!

If he used his fighting spirit to guide the students like this every day, it would be strange that he could break through the holy level!

"Run sixteen cycles. ”

Gently retracting his fighting spirit, Kameni wiped the beads of sweat from his head. Of the 126 freshmen of the E Brigade, 125 have fallen.

There is one last one left.

Kameni's gaze fell on the thin boy who was galloping like a cheetah in the jungle, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Five hours, one hundred kilometers.

He actually finished it!