"It's ......"

Wald, who was lazily leaning on the trapezoidal platform, jumped up as if his butt had been stung by a scorpion, and Hayzen was dumbfounded, looking like a bear that had only seen a ghost. And Wu Ming, who was still looking at it just now, had straight eyes, and couldn't believe that this was true.

One sword, two swords, three swords...... The wooden block cracked in a lightning-fast sword light. The mouths of the three teachers also opened wider and wider. But at the time of the tenth sword, they found that the split wooden block suddenly made a soft "pop" sound and broke. Roy's last two swords were swung in the air.

As soon as Roy stopped with a dejected expression, he was surrounded by three instructors.

"Boy, have you learned this trick before?" Wu Ming asked.

"This trick?" Roy said in amazement, "didn't you teach me?"

This answer made the three teachers look at each other. After a long time, Wu Ming asked in disbelief: "I taught you? do you mean, my demonstration just now?"

"yes," Roy said rightly, "you just told me to look at it." ”

The training ground was quiet all of a sudden, and the expressions on the faces of the three instructors didn't know whether they were surprised, happy, crying or laughing, and they couldn't tell how wonderful they were.

In the Muni City Branch, Wu Ming's strength may not be the strongest, but in terms of swordsmanship alone, he can definitely rank among the top three in the academy.

The sword just now, called the Light Splitting Sword, was an extremely difficult move in the swordsmanship he practiced. It took him a whole week to master this trick. Moreover, he was almost thirty years old at that time. Whether it is fighting spirit or swordsmanship, they are already quite attained.

Having worked with him for many years, Hayson and Wald naturally knew Wu Ming's swordsmanship. This light splitting sword, they have also seen Wu Ming use it more than once.

When the splitting sword is first formed, it can achieve four consecutive swords. Cultivation is small. can be split with eight swords. And if you want to complete the Twelve Swords Split, you must cultivate for a long time. It's not like you can use your power by making two random strokes with a sword and learning to resemble it.

It can be said that the light splitting sword is Wu Ming's signature and unique stunt. When he goes all out. Able to slash eighteen swords in an instant. Not only the two of them couldn't do this, but also among all the teachings of the entire Muni City Branch, there was no second meeting.

In this traditional training of chopping wood, the splitting sword's rapid and direct slashing characteristics make it almost cheating in power. Wald, who takes the light and agile route and has a quick sword in one hand, is not bad, and Hazen, who takes the strength route, wants to complete the same training. It can only be done with a sword slash.

Haisen still remembers that when he first met Wu Ming, he was tempted by him to bet on who could complete the training of chopping wood blocks the fastest. It was at that time that he saw Wu Ming's move, and at the same time lost a month's wine money, which made him feel distressed for a long time.

That's why they were so shocked when Roy pulled out this trick.

No one expected that Roy would only watch it once. I used this trick as it was. The moment he drew his sword, everyone's feeling was like a mirror of time, refracting the scene from a few minutes ago. Even if he failed in the end, it would be when he completed the first nine swords. And at the speed of the sword, the angle. In terms of details such as power control, he and Wu Ming are at least nine points similar!

"No, I don't believe it!" "Boy, you must have learned this trick somewhere else, otherwise, how could you have mastered it so quickly." It's not something you can learn just by looking at it!"

Haysom also nodded his head on the side.

Even if he and Wald were to learn this trick, it would take several days of repeated pondering and practice to achieve this level. To say that you can learn it at a glance is simply unbelievable. After so many years of teaching, they had never encountered such a thing. ...,

Questioned by the teachings, Roy couldn't help but roll his eyes.

If Tom was here, there wouldn't be such a fuss. I think back then, among the eight knights under Baron Bolabel, which of them was not secretly learned by Lord Luo at a glance.

On the one hand, this ability to learn comes from talent, and on the other hand, it is cultivated at an early age. From the age of five, Roy knew that if he couldn't learn what he wanted to learn in the shortest amount of time, then his grandfather would spend more money on the strange teachers he had hired for him.

If he wanted to let his Jin Lulang stay for a while longer, he had to use the shortest time to clean up those teachers' ability to press the bottom of the box, and then drive them away.

Of course, these things are not known to the teachings. Haysom and Wald looked at Roy with fierce eyes, as if they wanted to torture him to extract a confession. And Wu Ming on the side didn't make a sound from beginning to end, looking at Roy's gaze with a hint of thoughtfulness.

"Wind Thunder Artillery!" Wu Ming muttered.

His voice reached the ears of Haysom and Wald, and they couldn't help but be stunned. A few days earlier, Roy had resurfaced at Archduke Adolf's ball with a thunderstorm cannon to defeat Xia Li.

The Splitting Sword can be suspected that Roy has learned before, but what about the Wind and Thunder Artillery?

That's the unique martial art of the first training camp!

Because the consumption of fighting energy is too intense, the parchment book that records this set of martial arts has been lying in the library of the first training camp for I don't know how many years. The instructors never set up students to practice, and occasionally those who practiced only tasted it, let alone learned to teach others.

Over the years, the only one who has really used the Wind Thunder Artillery in actual combat and achieved victory, except for the one who created this set of martial arts back then, is Roy!

And it has only been two or three weeks since he entered the school.

Haysom and Wald suddenly realized that they might have made an empirical mistake that they had used as their own reference. If you can't do it yourself, you think that others can't do it either. But the fact of the wind and thunder artillery clearly told them that Roy was completely different from them.

If Roy could practice a complete set of Wind Thunder Artillery Fist in such a short period of time, it would be like Cheng Dù who had been immersed in it for several years. Then why can't he learn a light splitting sword at a glance? It would definitely be a mistake to measure this kid by any ordinary person's standards!

Scarlett's group of aristocratic children, didn't they suffer this loss?!

"Roy, come here. ”

Wu Ming laughed. He patted Roy on the shoulder. Then he drew his own sword.

"You didn't grasp some details of the sword just now, take a closer look. I'll show you again. ”

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"Remember, the cultivation of the Rolling Stone Gong is the focus. ...... on top of this roll"

In the small training room in the main building, Kameni, who was in charge of his own elective class, was teaching the tips to more than a dozen students who were cultivating the Earth Fighting Qi and Rolling Stone Gong. He explained and demonstrated himself.

A set of innocent rolling stone skills, from his hands, is like a boulder rolling down from the top of the mountain, magnificent.

"You have to learn to use every part of your body, punches. Elbows, knees, shoulders ......" Kameni punched out in a row, and immediately advanced forward, turning his fist into an elbow, and the moment the hard elbow slammed forward like a hammer, the shoulder immediately leaned against him.

There was a thud and thump, and the air in front of him exploded with his elbow and shoulder leaning in quick succession. Deafening.

The students were already dazzled.

"Come," said Kameni after the demonstration, "Let's try it, remember the main points I just said, and the moves must be coherent." The fighting spirit should be contained but not released, and only when the strength is spit out will the battle ring be improved, and the explosive power will be increased......"...,

The students shouted yes and began to cultivate one after another. For a while, the training room was filled with shouts and fists and kicks.

Kameni made two rounds, corrected the movements of several students by hand, and then stood by the door. Although his eyes were looking at the students, his thoughts wandered to other places.

Today is Roy's first day back in the brigade.

After clearing up the misunderstanding with Roy, he already sees the dark-haired boy as his student in his heart. This change was made not only because of Karenic's relationship, but also because he had realized that there was a surprising potential in Roy.

Being sent from the main camp to the Mooney City branch, which ranked last among the major branches of the first training camp, was the biggest setback in Kameni's life.

Although on the surface, he doesn't seem to mind at all, but only he knows how unbearable it is for a man to be deprived of the opportunity to impact higher professional achievements at the peak of his physical, psychological and experience.

Kameni never thought of himself as the savior of the declining First Training Camp, let alone that the century-old academy would not be able to function without him. However, over the years, he has been the best teacher in the first training camp. The students he brought were not the best, but their results were the best!

Year after year, he dedicates himself to tapping the potential of each student, training them, and improving their strength, so that each of them can achieve maximum growth under his own teaching. Every bit of progress, every achievement, is the greatest reward for him as a teacher.

He loves his profession. For this, he has paid the most precious qiē of his life. He has always firmly believed that as long as he persists, as long as he gives himself a disciple with enough talent, he can change the situation of repeated defeats in the first training camp in the past ten years.

But he didn't expect that his hard work would be squeezed out, suppressed, and even banished to Lulian. What he didn't expect was that when a talented student appeared in front of him, he turned him away because of misunderstanding and prejudice.

Looking back now, Kameni regretted it a little. If these days hadn't been wasted, Roy would have been able to improve even more.

At the ball, Kameni discovered that Roy's combat was extremely polarized. He has some surprising combat skills, some mysterious and practical footwork, combat experience beyond his years, and a natural instinct for danger and timing.

However, this kid's basic skills are a mess.

This kind of wild road practice method that starts running without even learning to walk may make him more powerful than others in the early stage. But once you reach a higher level, the disadvantages will become apparent. Especially in the kind of battle where the strength is almost the same, and life and death are only in the millimeter, the foundation is not solid, and the price paid may be the price of life.

Since the beginning of the school year. The freshmen who entered the school with Roy have completed several basic trainings, and have a more solid foundation and deeper understanding of the use of fighting spirit and battle rings, and the control of strength. This will have an extremely positive effect on their future cultivation.

And Roy, who missed these lessons. It's not so easy to make up for it in a short period of time.

The sunlight streaming in through the windows of the training room had begun to tilt. Calculating the time, the afternoon training has already been prayed for two or three hours.

Just in Kameni's heart. I don't know how Haysom's training with Roy was going, and the door to the training room was suddenly gently pushed open. Wilder. Hai Sen and Wu Ming, the three teachings, walked in one after another with a strange look on their faces. "What?" Kameni didn't see Roy, his brow furrowed, "What's wrong with him again?"

The three teachers looked at each other and shook their heads. The expression on his face didn't know whether it was joy, relief or depression.

Wald whispered a few words in Kameni's ear.

The appearance of several instructors made the students in the training room stop one after another. They see. As Wald whispered, the expression on Kameni's face, which had always been as cold as an iceberg, changed again and again.

When Wald had finished teaching, he seemed incredulous and asked a few more questions. Although their voices were low in their hurried conversations, the students could vaguely hear words such as passing all the basic subjects. A few minutes later, Kameni hurried out of the training room.

What made the students suffer unjustified disasters was that the three teachings who took over the great teaching and stared at them all seemed to be stimulated by something, and they were evil. All afternoon. I heard their roars echoing through the training room.

"What to see, the stupid bird flies first and understands it, it's not good for me to practice!"

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Duchy of Lanris.

A drizzle shrouded the rolling mountains and forests in the distance. Alex leaned against a maple tree and looked out over the babbling valley of the Flying Spring at the foot of Dragoncastle Mountain.

Dragoncastle is the ancestral home of the Lanrith family.

Although for more than two hundred years. The Lanris family has grown into a behemoth that has tentacles throughout the entire human world, not only have the large and small branches moved out of the ancestral land, but even the lineage lives in the Duchy's capital Cloud City, a hundred kilometers away. However, there was still an elite knightly guard of 300 men and more than 400 servants, including cooks, musicians, gardeners, and maids.

Maintaining such a large army of guards and minions in an empty old castle is a large and wasteful expense. Normally, a castle that is not in use only needs a dozen guards, one or twenty minions and gatekeepers to watch.

Moreover, the Dragon Fort was built on a high mountaintop, which was easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the road was also rugged and difficult to navigate. In order to maintain the operation here, not counting the high salaries of the knights, the food and grass of the armor and horses, etc., it will take a lot of manpower and material resources to supply the daily necessities of seven or eight hundred people.

Over time, it's an astronomical amount.

Despite this, the Lanrith family has maintained the establishment here for many years. There are two reasons for this.

One, because this is the Dragon Castle. In the minds of all the Lanrith family, the Dragon Castle is the Dragon Castle, which is not only a castle, but also a symbol of the Golden Dragon Family. The family tree is preserved here, recording the glory and history of the family, and the portraits of the heads of the family are hung in the corridors.

Because of that alone, no matter how much money they spend, it is not a problem.

And the second reason, which is even more important, is because Augustus liked it here.

Every year, he spends more than two months in Dragon Keep. Maybe he's just walking alone in the beautiful mountains around the castle, or maybe he's just reading a book by the fireplace...... Whatever he does, as long as he is here, there must be enough people here to obey him at all times.

More than three hundred knights and a few hundred servants were just a few of the vast systems that revolved around him. In fact, at the foot of Dragon Castle Mountain at this moment, there is a knight of the Guards of the Principality of Lanris. And their duty is only to keep them within ten kilometers of Augustus.

"How long are you going to stay here this time?" Alex turned his gaze back from the mesmerizing view of the valley and turned his head to look behind him.

In the drizzle, Augustus, dressed in a simple black robe, bowed his head slightly, carefully cutting the beef in his hand with a silver dagger. Behind him. Six slave girls, dressed only in a white light veil and with a charming appearance, stood quietly. ..., and Augustus's world-famous young dragon, Mias, was lazily lying on the hillside meadow. The huge golden head rested at Augustus' feet, wagging its tail in boredom as it opened its mouth from time to time. Gently spewed a stream of flame at the beef poked on the dagger.

"It's baked again, Mias. After another defeat, Augustus placed the dagger and charred beef on the tray in the hands of the kneeling slave girl, wiped his hands with a silk scarf, patted Mias lightly on the head, and laughed, "Get out, you impatient fool." ”

Mias, who had already turned over and over again, suddenly rose into the air happily when he heard the words. Soaring into the sky, the huge wings spread out, and with only two flapps, the figure disappeared into the rain. Only a dragon roar could be heard in the distance.

Augustus walked over to Alex and stood side by side.

"I'll stay here for a week, and then I'll go to the Holy Court Hill," he stared into the distance and said lightly, "His Majesty the Pope has already made a secret decree. This time, not only the people of the Knights of the Holy Court will go. The cardinals and the people of the Inquisition will also go. Things seem to be stricter than imagined. ”

Alex's expression was a little solemn.

He knew that Augustus was going to the Court Hill because of a recent terrifying secret. Originally, he was not qualified to know. However, he had a friend named Augustus. And as we all know, the ten genius knights of the Knights Templar are like brothers, and there are no secrets.

He glanced up at the distant sky. Immediately, as if he had touched some kind of taboo, he quickly retracted his gaze and changed the subject: "What about the southern affairs." I've heard that Scarlett has locked herself in her room and hasn't left the house for a few days. ”

Augustus's long body stood still in the drizzle, silent and silent.

"I could go once if I needed to," Alex said seriously, "I shouldn't have given him a chance to live a year ago." ”

Alex didn't mention Roy's name.

The creature lived in a world that they would never have intersected with, like a weed beneath the valley of Dragonkeep, and shouldn't have been in his conversation with Augustus. Even the mention of not having a name already made him feel a kind of shame of surrendering his identity.

To be talked about by the world's most noble and gifted Templar was a lifelong honor for the kid who had already been put on the death list.

"That's not your fault. Augustus smiled slightly, and said lightly.

Looking at Augustus's handsome and calm face, a trace of irritability that had just sprung up in Alex's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the eyes of others, Augustus had a qiē that any man in the world could only dream of. However, what Alex is most convinced of is Augustus's ever-calm temperament.

He never saw Augustus angry, nor did he see him proud, and it seemed that all the compliments and praises, slanders and invincings of all seemed to him to be like a passing cloud and no trace. No one can make his mood fluctuate even a little, and all the qiē is taken for granted in front of him.

It is a matter of course to be promoted to a just knight at the age of fourteen, and it is also a matter of course to be promoted to a paladin at the age of twenty-two.

He was rightfully born into the Lanris family, rightfully the lord of fate of a golden dragon, the future head of the Templar Order, and rightfully standing at the top of this world, smiling and quietly looking down on the geniuses who were looked up to.

If there was one word to describe Augustus, all Alex could think of was perfection.

I have known Augustus for more than ten years.

From the moment Augustus walked into the Templar Hall, he and all his peers knew that they would never be able to surpass him. ..., and fortunately, they ended up being friends with Augustus.

Everyone was grateful for Augustus' friendship. For in their view, Augustus was a whole other higher level of existence. Although they were known as the Ten Genius Templars along with him, in their own eyes, there was only one true genius, Augustus!

No one is qualified to stand side by side with him. The reason why the title of Ten Genius Knights has survived to this day is because Augustus did not let them make changes.

Even if it's a friend, he's the perfect one.

If there is one thing in Augustus's life that should be taken for granted but is not controlled, it may be his relationship with Elethea.

Alex still can't figure out what that woman wants.

In this world, women are always just accessories of the man's world. Like a beautiful medallion, all the meaning of zài is only to show the strength and glory of the wearer.

It is the luck of any woman to be chosen by Augustus. Eretia should be glad that she is the most beautiful woman on the continent, that she is the first in line to the throne of the Saint Solan Empire, and that she is the only woman worthy of Augustus.

But she didn't know which lowly handyman she had canonized as a guardian knight with self-respect, which disgraced the Golden Dragon family!

If what she and her little pet did before was just innocuous and indifferent to Augustus, then this time they were too presumptuous to provoke Scarlett.

No one knows better than Alex the weight of Scarlett in Augustus' mind.

Even if Eretia marries into the Lanris family and becomes the future head mother of the family, it will not be her who can freely enter and leave Augustus's study, but Scarlett.

In the distance, there was a joyful dragon roar.

Augustus smiled at the corners of his mouth, turned and walked to the café on the lawn, washed his hands, and began to make tea.

"I've written to Scarlett, she's fine, she's just a little aggrieved. He used his knife to cut through the precious tea bricks from the East as he motioned for Alex to come and sit down.

"I promise her ......," he said with a smile as he put the tea leaves in the pot, "and I will help her get revenge." ”

Alex sat down in front of Augustus and smiled wryly, "I should apologize to Scarlett, if I hadn't let ...... go"

"Alex. Augustus interrupted Alex with a sudden opening. He looked into Alex's eyes and said word by word, "You're my friend." No matter what you've done or how you've done it, there's nothing wrong with that. You don't need to apologize to anyone, including Scarlett. ”

A wordless emotion is accompanied by a warmth that warms the whole body. Alex nodded respectfully.

"As for that Roy," said Augustus, smiling lightly, making his tea, and handing a cup to Alex, "it's just a toy." The more he tosses, the more fun he is. That's all there is to it. I can't imagine anything to worry about. ”

He put down the teapot and wiped his hands, and winked at Alex: "You know, I have been cultivating since I was six years old, and I haven't stopped for a day. It may be hard to believe that as the heir of the Golden Dragon family, I have never gotten a toy. ”

At this, Augustus had a childish smile on his face.

"Aph. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. The softest of the six maids approached and knelt down in front of him.

"There you go. In the slanting wind and drizzle, Augustus's eyes softened, and he said lightly, "From now on, Roy is your master, go and follow him and do anything for him." Including giving of yourself and being my enemy. Until one day, I call your name. ”

"Yes. ”

Afu's light yarn was already soaked in the drizzle, clinging to her body. The fair-skinned and seductive body trembled slightly, and it was too cowardly......