Chapter 24: The First Training Session

With the departure of Xiang Feng and the others, the station of the E Brigade returned to calm. But under this calm, what is hidden is the turbulent dark waves.

The students avoided the thin black-haired freshman while watching him talk about each other, and the shock in their hearts was beyond words.

This was the most sensational event they had ever experienced since they arrived at Camp 1 from a different part of Lulian. Until now, everyone's minds were still full of Roy's fierce figure like a demonic beast when he faced seven or eight noble students alone.

Xiang Feng didn't look back when he left. And Ning Mao'er stared at Roy with interest and smiled at him.

Ning Mao'er's smile, gentle and beautiful,

But those who know her know that when a smile blooms on her face that she is interested in someone, it usually means that person is going to be unlucky.

In terms of strength, Ning Mao'er is not the highest. If you talk about martial arts alone, Xiang Feng is much stronger than her. However, this girl in white, who was as pure as a flower by the spring, was the one that people were most reluctant to provoke among all the second-year students.

Ning Maoer on weekdays is a lazy little white cat, quiet as a virgin, smiling. With a kind of elegant style that people can't help but like and want to approach. But once she fights someone, her whole person changes.

The fighting Ning Mao'er is a ghost demon cat that walks in the dark world. Her life was saved because of the killing. She stubbornly believed that the whole value of a martial artist's cultivation lay in the moment when the blood bloomed in battle.

No one wants to do anything with Ning Mao'er. No one wanted to see her smile of interest at herself. Because everyone knows that smile is her real war book - a war book that no one can dodge!

After today's events, Roy will become the enemy of all the noble children of the entire academy. In the future, he will never be at peace.

Klaus, Siwalker, Xiang Feng, Ning Maoer, Xia Li, Scarlett...... Don't say that all of these loud names are provoked, but only one of them is provoked, and the end is something that everyone dare not imagine. What's more, there are other noble groups, as well as third and fourth grades...

Something like today, it will happen. Or even worse.

Can Roy win once, and a hundred times?!

The bell for the morning training has been ringing, and the students are talking as they walk. Some of them shook their heads and sighed, some were filled with righteous indignation, some sympathized with pity, and some gloated. There is no doubt about the ending. Now everyone is guessing only one question......

How many days will Roy survive?!

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"How's it going, are you alright? quite a few words," Luke said, standing beside Roy, pointing to his wounds.

Roy looked down and said casually, "It's okay." ”

Although Klaus's move was ruthless, Roy's twist at the critical moment only left a two-inch-long wound on the side of the opponent's fatal blow. It looks scary, but for him, it can be ignored.

This is still the result of Roy not expecting the other party to be hot in the academy next time. If he had been prepared, he could even have caused no more damage to the other party than the skin he had scraped when he fell.

This self-confidence stems from Roy's daily learning from the sword spirit.

What the sword spirit taught him was not fighting spirit, not swordsmanship, or the skill of killing enemies, but the skill of surviving the most brutal battle.

From the first day he followed the sword spirit up the deserted long street of the ancient city, Roy couldn't remember how many injuries he had suffered. Knife wounds, sword wounds, axe wounds, gunshot wounds....... all kinds of weapons were submerged into his body at different angles, with different powers, and with different martial arts.

The demons are taking a completely different path of martial arts from humans. The improvement of their strength lies in the evolution of the physical body.

However, the physical damage of those weapons is the same. Even when some swords are slashed into the body, the strength attached to the weapon, the demonic flame, the destruction of the musculoskeletal is not much different from the knight's fighting ring.

If you have to find some differences, then, the killing skills of the demons are more practical and more vicious. On several occasions, Roy lost his combat or mobility due to the destruction of his body by the strength attached to his opponent's sword.

Tempered by that harsh environment, Roy is now an expert at dealing with injuries. ..., no matter what kind of weapon, no matter what kind of power the weapon carries, as soon as it touches his body, his brain, nerves, fighting energy, and muscles will react quickly.

His body will move in response to the opponent's attack, exchanging the length of the wound for the depth of the weapon's flesh, avoiding injuries to vital parts such as organs, bones, and meridians. At the same time, his muscles would counteract the force of the weapon with a high frequency of trembling under the effect of the fighting spirit.

Coupled with the Ring's defense and a variety of injury-for-life hand-to-hand combat techniques, he is usually able to render the opponent incapacitated before the injury worsens.

Just like the previous battle with Klaus.

"You're a monster. Luke looked at Roy's indifferent look, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and it took a long time to hold back this sentence.

Monsters?, Roy smacked his mouth.

What can really be called a monster is the guy in the verdict who fights alone with an axe among thousands of demons for a night, or carries a long sword and kills countless demon masters at the cost of hundreds of wounds all over his body, right?

He is just an ordinary boy they trained.

"Can you still go to class, do you want me to accompany you to the Medic's place?" Luke said, looking up worriedly at the playground in the middle of the castle. It's time for morning training. If you don't go, you'll miss the roll call.

It doesn't matter if you're a sophomore and a celebrity that the current teachers don't want to offend, but for a freshman like Roy, that's a terrible thing.

It's a pity that Roy's kid is too stubborn.

If he is willing to join the Ministry of Magic, then he can be the darling of the first training camp, not the trash of Team E.

"Let's go!" Luke thought, still hearing Roy's voice.

Looking at the sound, the thin back of the young man was already a few steps away. He just walked like that, and every muscle in his body contained explosive strength and infinite vitality. Like a magic leopard walking in the sun, leisurely and calm.

"Roy. Luke laughed and exclaimed.

"What?" Roy turned around.

"Don't forget, we're friends. Luke smiled and pointed to his nose, "So, whatever it is, I have my share." Including the signature on the war book. ”

Roy also smiled, and the sun was shining on his humble face.

He nodded vigorously.

, Lao Tzu also has friends!

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The total number of knight cadets enrolled in the first training camp this year is 660. Except for the S Brigade, which has only about fifty or so, the other brigades are about one hundred and twenty in number.

To be able to have the talent of cultivation among thousands of peers, and to be able to finally be admitted to the academy among thousands of candidates, the mood of the freshmen is undoubtedly excited and excited. This is true even for freshmen who have been assigned to the E-Brigade.

Roy walked into the freshman queue.

Several of the instructors and freshmen on the sidelines frowned at the bloody tattered uniform on his body, not understanding how this kid came to participate in training like this.

You must know that the castle of the E Brigade is very large, with four gates, and the students come in different directions, and the conflict does not take long to break out and end, so many people only hear a commotion and do not know what has just happened.

Only a few freshmen who had witnessed the conflict were watching Roy exchange a look. However, the queue where conversation is absolutely forbidden is obviously not a good place for them to gossip about the people next to them.

"What's going on?" a trainer with two silver stars on his uniform walked up to Roy and was about to ask a question, when suddenly, with the sound of strong footsteps, he turned his head to look, quickly took two steps back, and let out a loud shout.

"Raise your head, keep your chest up, and stand upright. ”

Amid the roar of the instructor and the sound of the students' feet violently together, Kameni, the great instructor in silver-white knight armor and a dark blue coat on his shoulders, had already strode to the front of the freshman queue accompanied by two four-silver star instructors.

"Brush!" hundreds of fists were placed on his left chest at the same time, saluting Kameni.

Many of the students were already so excited that their faces turned red.

The knightly salute is a unique etiquette that is simplified and evolved by heavily armed knights on horseback, which is inconvenient to salute. Ordinary people, or nobles who did not become knights, could not use such etiquette. ..., this is perhaps the most imitated action by the boys of this era in their childhood when they dreamed of becoming knights. And today, they are truly qualified to salute as a knight, which means that they have stepped into the world of knights!

Kameni returned the salute, his gaze sweeping over the faces of all the freshmen.

The freshmen held their breath.

Before joining the first training camp, many of them had already heard of Kameni's name.

They knew that he was from the Imperial Capital Camp and was one of the great teachings of the Camp. On his coat, embroidered with five gold stars that are different from those taught by these silver stars in the academy, represent his extraordinary strength and status. And what made everyone even more ecstatic was that he turned out to be the great teacher of the E team!

"I'm Kameni, the Grand Instructor of Team E, and the Chief Training Instructor of your new students. Kameni's voice was cold and to the point.

But his words fell into the ears of everyone present, but they were like thunder.

Many new students are already happy.

"Laugh," several E-Brigade instructors glanced at each other beside them, the corners of their mouths hooked, and said in their hearts, "There are times when you cry." ”

As teachers, they knew much more about Kameni than the new students in the room.

Just think of the rumours about Kameni's trainees, and they can't help but feel pity for this year's freshmen.

Sure enough, after a brief, almost perfunctory self-introduction, Kameni wasted no time in saying, "Now for mine, it's your first training session." ”

As he said this, Kameni's gaze fell on Roy. He looked at Roy's injured waist, his gaze stayed for a second, and his face was expressionless.

"Run, five prayers, one hundred kilometers. ”

Sizzle...... As the world fell into a dead silence for a moment, Roy's mind heard the sound of the dwarven axe spirit gasping.

"Wow, this guy is tougher than me!"

As soon as the dwarf finished speaking, Kameni had already turned his head to a training officer next to him with straight eyes: "By the way, put a weight belt on them, twenty kilograms." ”

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