Roy is in a coma and is carried back to Team E.

The castle of the E Brigade is the most dilapidated of the six knight brigades of the Academy. Compared to the castle of the S brigade, it is like a hundred years of desertion.

There are no clean white walls, no neat and verdant lawns, no well-trimmed trees and flowers, and no new and complete training facilities. There are just weedy brick joints and dilapidated training grounds.

However, after all, this is a training ground with six hundred knight cadets, which is much larger than the territory of ordinary low-level nobles.

Like the other five brigades. The castle of the E brigade is square in shape, with walls thirty-six meters high and an arrow tower sixty meters high at each of the four corners. Each wall had a six-metre-wide horse path, and in time of war, knights could ride their horses directly up the slopes.

The main building of the castle is located on an elevated ground to the north. This is where the various training rooms, conference rooms, liberal arts classrooms and warehouses of the E Brigade are located. At the end of each morning's training, students receive a lesson of their choice here. and more targeted training.

When Roy opened his eyes from his coma, he realized that it was not the ceiling of the lounge that appeared in front of him, and there was no beautiful nurse by his side. What's more, I didn't even lie in bed. In front of you is the blue sky, white clouds and floating dust, and under you is the hard land.

Roy got up from the ground in frustration and turned his head to find himself standing on the edge of the castle's main training ground. The training ground was empty, the main building in the distance, next to the small training ground and the knight charge training horse track. It's a lot of fun. Obviously, the morning training is over, and now it's time for the afternoon self-study.

"Awake?" Haysen's burly body, blocking out the sun, "eat something." ”

"Thank you...... Did I faint just now?" Roy looked like he hadn't come back to his senses, and he was stunned for a long time before he half-squinted his eyes. Dodging the increasingly dazzling light from Haysen's shoulder, he took the lunch box.

"Apparently yes. There was no expression on Haysen's face.

Roy opened the lunch box, grabbed the bread and devoured it. After a morning of training. He's so hungry. Now even if you give him a cow, you can eat it.

"Clever, huh?"

While eating, Wald's voice came from the side. He leaned back on the trapezoidal platform on the sidelines and squinted at Roy. Yin Yin said: "I just breathed my last sigh of relief in front of everyone, I got sympathy, and I was able to be lazy and run a few hundred meters less." ”

Roy choked on half-swallowed food and erupted into a violent cough.

Seeing that this kid blushed and looked wolfish, the three teachers exchanged a happy look. It's infuriating, if it weren't for Kameni's rich experience today, the three of them would have been deceived and cheated by this kid and kept in the dark.

To know. The training for Roy in the morning had been discussed a long time ago. In order to give an explanation to other students who have never missed class, and at the same time, to treat his temperament well.

Unexpectedly, this guy was honest at first. In the end, he played such a hand.

When I think back to the scene, the teachers are angry. Roy's vindictive spirit was a fact, but that didn't mean he should faint. He could have stopped and pranayama when he couldn't hold on. Even if I did, it would have been in the woods at the other end of the hill a few hundred meters away.

But this guy deliberately let out his last breath in front of everyone, and the battle ring collapsed instantly.

The result of such a hand. He won the sympathy of all the students, but at the same time, he directly drew his hatred on the few people who supervised his training. When they saw Roy faint, the female students who were overflowing with compassion looked at them as if they were a villain. "It's so cruel to force people like this!"

"Inhumanity!"

"Roy is so pitiful, why do you treat him like this?"

"Hmph, if you want me to say, they must have been bribed by the nobles to take revenge on Roy. ”

Thinking of the wolf bèi when he was besieged by a group of girls, the three teachers looked at Roy a little unkind at the moment.

"Finished eating?" Seeing Roy put down the lunch box, Haysom asked with a pleasant face.

Roy wiped his mouth with his sleeve and nodded, the expression on his face becoming more and more honest and honest.

"I'll train Lao Tzu when I'm done eating!" Hayson roared, spitting Roy all over his face, "Do you think your training is over? Sue you, it's still early! Don't think about stopping if you don't make up for all the lessons you missed during this time! From now on, you are the mud in our hands, even if you are pinched into powder, you don't want to slip through our fingers." Train, pick up that training sword, now, immediately, immediately!"

Roy was startled by Hayzen's roar, and ran to the edge of the training ground to pick up a training sword from the weapon rack.

"Flutter!"

In the distance, there were a few laughs on the castle. A group of girls named Julie, Nicole, and Eva were lying on the railing of the second-floor platform looking at this side, laughing and trembling. In their eyes, Roy was like a rabbit scurrying around in fear of a scolding bear.

Roy smugly picked up his sword and walked up to the three playful instructors.

"When you fainted, the Great Teachings of Kameni had already helped you do the qi gravity, and with you resting for so long, your fighting spirit should have recovered a lot. Now check it yourself," Hazen said sarcastically, "I don't want you to faint at the beginning of training." ”

"No problem. Roy shook his head.

As soon as he woke up, he had already probed his fighting spirit.

I have to admit that although Kameni's training method is brutal, the effect is also very remarkable. Especially when the Dou Qi has been completely depleted after super-intensive training, and then assisted by the gravitational pull of his Dou Qi, the source force in his body is like grass after the cold winter, which is breaking through the ground and sprouting.

With the operation of the exercises, the source power is constantly growing. The Zhou Tian meridians continued to expand with the impact of this new source force, and the flesh and bones were also strengthening at a perceptible speed. Although it is not as fast as the cultivation speed in the spiritual power layer, but. But it gives a sense of determination and unstoppability.

Like all things grow, thriving.

Roy secretly unleashed a Spiritual Restoration and a Magical Restoration on himself.

These two spells were two of the five healing spells he had learned from Austin's journal. The Mental Rejuvenation Technique keeps him energized. And the Magic Restoration Technique can help him to improve his fighting energy reserves. After all, for him, magic and fighting spirit were originally one and the same!

Coupled with the super source power recovery ability of the demon core in his body, he should be able to cope with the next training.

"Are you sure?" Hearing Roy's answer, the three professors glanced at each other, their eyes full of surprise that could not be concealed. Why is this kid so fast?

Roy nodded. Asked, "What should I do?"

Hayson gave him a strange look and nodded. From a nearby box, he took out a black training suit and handed it to him. "Put this on. ”

Roy took the clothes, and was caught off guard, his arms were pressed and sinked, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

"So heavy?" Roy startled.

"At this time, Grand Master Kameni specially prepared for you, and I originally wanted to give it to you when you were promoted to the rank of Brave Knight, but your watch this morning really surprised us......" Wald said with a smile, "So, Great Teaching, I think you can use it now." ”...,

"Rub it on, put it on. Wu Ming and Hai Sen gloated.

This training suit. They had seen it with Kameni as early as before. The entire body of the training suit is made of seabed condensed iron into a relatively easy-to-move chain mail style, and it is engraved with tiny magic patterns. The whole training uniform weighs two hundred pounds, which is equivalent to the weight of an adult strong man. It's hard for ordinary people to put on it, let alone move, even if they want to stand up.

This was prepared by Kameni when he was in the main camp for those cadets who had the lowest level of impartial knightly strength. In addition to the weight. There is another mystery, even if the students of the main battalion use it, they will complain. If you change to an armed knight, it would be nice to be able to hold out for half a prayer hour!

Under the forced gaze of the instructors, Roy put on his training uniform with a sad face.

When his whole body was covered in training clothes, he suddenly noticed. His own fighting spirit seems to be imprisoned by a force. The source power that was originally slowly restored stopped increasing due to the loss of communication with the outside world, and even the magic power restoration technique that he had just released did not have any effect.

This also means that his fighting energy will only be consumed after that, and he will not be able to get any replenishment.

In this way, the weight of two hundred catties has become terrifying. Just by putting on his training clothes and standing here for a while, Roy could already feel his body and fighting spirit passing rapidly.

Training begins. What Roy needed to complete was the swordsmanship slashing training that the other students had already completed countless times before today. It's just as simple, but it's also the most underappreciated. But in this E-Brigade, it is the top priority of daily training!

It's just that, unlike other students, Roy's chopping training is not carried out on training dolls.

Wu Ming placed a slender wooden stake with a truncated diameter of ten centimeters and a height of fifty centimeters in front of him, and then placed a square wooden block with a length and width of eight centimeters on the two wooden stakes that looked like they might fall down at any time.

"You must cut twelve swords on the top block, and the requirement is that each sword must divide the block in half equally, and one sword must be split without sticking, and the sword must not cut the stake below, and at the same time, the stake must not fall down. If you fail any of the above conditions, you have to start all over again. ”

It sounds simple, but when he started training, Roy realized that this training method was simply the devil's idea.

The first sword was easy, and the palm-sized wooden block was split in half very smoothly. Wu Ming placed half of them on a stake and motioned to continue. The second sword, the third sword, the fourth sword...... After six swords, Roy was already sweating profusely.

The wooden block in front of him, after each sword, was only half of what it was before. After the six swords, the length and width were only one centimeter. Not to mention that the goal is getting smaller and smaller, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control the force.

You must know that what he is holding in his hand is a training sword weighing 20 catties, and he is wearing a training uniform weighing 200 catties. He had to raise his fighting spirit to be able to carry the weight on himself. But his opponent is a wooden stick that can't use any more strength!

It's like peeling a radish with a two-handed axe, and the feeling of being powerful is not used. It's far more tiring than raising your fighting spirit to the limit and slashing.

The seventh sword, Roy used too much force, and the blade left a small mark on the stake below, which was judged to fail by Wu Mingyin with a smile.

The second time he started over, Roy's sixth sword didn't pass. Because of the lack of sword angle and force control, the two overlapping wooden stakes below fell.

The third time, on the seventh sword. Failed because of uneven size, the fourth, on the eighth sword. Because the strength is slightly lighter, the wood strip finally has a trace of connection that fails to fully split.

"Whew!" Roy collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. ..., four trainings, a total of twenty-seven swords, can be for him. It's more tiring than chopping bluestone a thousand times underwater. Especially the damn training clothes, which directly blocked the communication between the source power in the body and the outside world. Not only is the fighting energy only consumed but not replenished, but even the battle ring cannot be released.

What makes Roy feel most uncomfortable is the sense of grievance that cannot be made out even by force. He would now rather go back and forth a hundred times outside the city of Medin than face this pesky stick.

"How's that, boy, aren't you quite capable?" said Haysom and Wald, smirking wickedly.

What made them happiest was to see this brunette kid deflated. Roy has good talent, but his personality is too strong. Whether it was the previous clash with Kameni or the clash with Scarlett, his personality played a big part in it. If you don't beat this kid's arrogance. No one will be able to lower him in the future.

Of the eight virtues of knighthood, humility is the most basic.

From the age of six, the boys entered the castle of the lord as a boy in waiting, working, obeying orders, and being admonished to be humble at all times. Even the children of the nobility are no exception. Arguably. The possession of the virtue of humility is the most important criterion for judging the cultivation and education of a knight.

Roy may not be arrogant, but the teachers can feel a kind of arrogance and wildness in their bones from this kid.

You ask him to run a hundred kilometers, and his relaxed appearance makes his teeth itch, let him keep running. He'll run 200 kilometers to show you. Saying that he could not come to class, he turned around and left. Fight him, he spat on the ground in the battle, and in a hurry, he simply chose to slap a county lord in front of all the nobles.

This is the first time that the teachers have seen a guy with this kind of character.

They liked the wildness and arrogance in Roy's bones, but for a civilian teenager, this kind of character would not bring him much benefit. This will make him suffer later in life and make people worry that his personality may go to some extreme.

The first training camp does not train killers, but protectors. No matter how powerful a bandit is, he will never be a true knight. The reason why knights are revered and aspire to every boy is because of the glory that knightly virtues bring to this title.

Now Roy is like a wild beast that is difficult to train. What you do has nothing to do with chivalric virtues. Spit and slap the black hand, he did all the things that a serious knight couldn't do, and he didn't have a little psychological burden, and he shot cleanly and happily.

This kind of character is quite suitable to be a bandit, but on the contrary, this little vicious dog wants to be a knight seriously!

No wonder Kameni doesn't like him.

Of course, from the depths of the three teachings, there are no virtues or the like that of life, which they do not regard as life as traditional knights like Kameni. Only an upright man like Kameni would keep his oath and honor, and who of the others didn't do all the bad things on the surface and behind his back?

What really upset the teachers was the deep frustration in front of Roy.

It's so hard to be this kid's teacher. After nearly twenty days of absenteeism since the beginning of school, he rose from the one-star to the four-star peak. That's enough of a slap in the face. Unexpectedly, I just came to class today, and I put them together. With his character, Ran will faint, and Ran Bo sympathizes......

Even if he is a bandit, he is the most cunning one!

This is a teaching war between teachers and students. The instructors were determined to teach Roy a good lesson, so that he could learn what it means to be humble. They don't believe it, and they can't stop this kid!

"Give you a little time to rest," Hayson reached out and unbuttoned Roy's training jacket, "Breathe and fight, and then continue practicing." After a piece of training clothes were stripped off of his chest, Roy suddenly felt like a fish that had been thrown back into the water, and came back to life. With the rotation of the vortex of source power formed by the demon core of the lower abdomen. The spiritual power of heaven and earth is like a flood that has opened the floodgates, and it is pouring into the body.

The rapid growth of the source power made Roy feel a more powerful vitality than before. Just like the spring breeze, although colorless and invisible, it can make flowers bloom, let dead trees sprout, let wild grasses break through the stones, and break through the soil!

Roy sank. Concentrate on the operation of the reason. He knew that the ill-intentioned teaching of the three eyes would not give him too long.

Really. A few weeks later, Wu Ming interrupted his cultivation.

"Get up and fasten your training clothes. Wu Ming ordered, "Keep practicing!"

"Teach Wu Ming, what's the use of this kind of swordsmanship training?" Roy rolled his eyes, and slowly fastened the leather button of his training uniform, while complaining in annoyance, "You know, the enemy won't stand here and let us cut." Besides......" he pointed to the stake, "there is no such thin person, is there?"

Hearing Roy's words, the three instructors glanced at each other, and a smug smile appeared on their faces.

"Slashing is the foundation of swordsmanship. No matter what swordsmanship you practice, it's a basic skill," Wu Ming squinted at Roy, "And, on the battlefield. This is the easiest and most effective killing technique, and you don't even know this?"

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out the long sword on his waist, raised it high above the top, and said slowly: "Come, I will use the same strength as you." See if you can block my straight slash. ”

The sword light fell like lightning.

There is nothing fancy, it is just a simple direct split, but in Roy's feeling, Wu Ming's sword seems to have a thousand changes.

Roy crosses his sword and goes up. While it's a bit of a rude to use this move knowing that your opponent is using a straight split, it's the most effective way to block a straight split. As long as Wu Ming didn't use other moves, no matter how many slashes he slashed, he would be blocked by the horizontal sword parry.

"Dangdang!"

With a series of rapid metal crashes, in the next second, Wu Ming's sword had stopped on Roy's scalp.

Roy stammered and stood still.

Growing so big, the person he has ever seen who uses a sword the most is the sword spirit. And for a period of time, he has followed the sword spirit to fight in the world of judgment, and he has also learned a lot of skills in using swords.

However, because the sword spirit did not take the initiative to teach swordsmanship, and Roy imitated his fighting, the focus was only on reducing damage and exchanging injuries for life, and most of the swords were mainly stabbed, so he didn't know much about the basic skills of swordsmanship.

And today, Wu Ming really taught him a lesson.

At that moment just now, Wu Ming's attack launched a total of four direct splits. In the first two blows, he accurately slashed the tip of the sword he blocked. Just as the longest end of the lever was pressed down, Roy had to resist with a lot of force to keep his sword balanced against the opponent's attack.

After two swords, his strength had been shattered, and the excessive upward force made the tip of his sword quickly tilt upward. And in a fleeting moment, Wu Ming's third sword slashed at his sword-holding hand.

The knee-jerk reaction of the fear of being hit by the hand, coupled with the previous strength to fight against the position of the tip of the sword, made Roy's sword instantly change from horizontal to overhead, and the angle was extremely tilted.

For a sword master like Wu Ming, this is enough.

The fourth sword, his straight slash lightly breached the defense in an imperceptible arc against Roy's blade, stopping above his head.

These four swords are just straight slashes. But Wu Ming's precision, speed, control of strength and grasp of opportunities brought to Roy with the accuracy of his sword angle, speed, control of strength and grasp of opportunities, but it was far greater than a thousand powerful and powerful sword techniques.

"Look!"

Wu Ming snorted coldly, snorted his backhand, and slashed out twelve swords one after another.

The wooden stake in front of Roy instantly cracked like a blooming chrysanthemum in this dazzling sword light. When the sword light disappeared, only a wooden stick thinner than chopsticks remained on the two immovable wooden stakes. It wasn't until it was blown by the wind that it slowly fell.

Roy stood still. Seeing his appearance, the corners of Wu Ming's mouth hooked up a smile, and Hassen and Wald next to him glanced at each other with a look on their faces.

This time, the stinky boy should be convinced. There's so much to learn!

Minutes and seconds passed.

After Wu Ming rearranged the wooden blocks, several more minutes passed, and Roy still stood there stunned, not knowing what he was thinking. Just as the instructors' eyes began to become confused, they suddenly noticed a smile of excitement on Roy's face.

"I see!"

Roy shot. Twelve continuous shining sword lights, under the scorching sun, stung the eyes of the instructors!