Early the next morning, the training ground of the Yan Army Headquarters. A hundred of the best recruits stood straddling their legs, their hands behind their backs, their backs stiff, their eyes straight ahead. Like a hundred pillars, they stood motionless, showing good military etiquette. The elite troops came early, arrived at half past seven, spontaneously lined up, waiting for the arrival of the general. But to their bewilderment, it was not until nine o'clock in the morning that the senior general, who led the major general who had given them a lesson yesterday, was late.

At this time, the elites, hungry, stood there without energy, and from time to time there was a rumbling sound in their stomachs. "I heard that you came here in the morning, it's a good habit and a surprise" "Hard work is the best shortcut to becoming strong, you're right" Dawn said with a smile as he stood in front of everyone. Our best hundred men stood silently, waiting for Daun's orders.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? It's also good so that you don't have to throw up later, it's hard to pause, and Dawn smiled again, with a hint of mystery on his face. "Will you vomit?!" The elite changed color slightly, and there was a faint bad premonition. Yesterday, when we met for the first time, the general kicked them hard. What are we going to do with them today? "Major General of Dorrens!" Suddenly, Yan shouted in a deep voice. "Gifts!" Dorrance shouted, and stepped forward.

"Colonel!" Drinking again. Cyrus, a tall, strong man, stepped forward and stood next to Dorrens. "Colonel Wadford!" Gifts!" Wadford stepped forward with a smile. "You three, try this one. I don't want them to be defenseless little Yan Dawn shouted, her face turning cold. "Yes!" The three men responded in unison. Then, they raised their heads, and their indifferent eyes swept over the eyes of a hundred elites.

"You, get out!" Dorrens said calmly. "Huh?" The elite was shocked, his face was puzzled, and he looked at each other a few times, but he didn't move. "Didn't you hear my orders? You can go" "Attack the three of us with all your might!" Dorrens shouted in a calm voice.

"What?!" There are only three of you, but there are a hundred of us. What are you kidding!?" The elites began to watch. "Obey orders!" Dorrens shouted. "You rotten fish and shrimp are worthless, Dorrence said you have to do it, move fast, or I'll be one step ahead of you" Wadford sneered, his body trembling in the whirlpool of flames. "The officers want to test our strength, so don't hesitate!"

"Brothers, let's go!"

Lono, a tall, skinny, bald man, crunching his neck, took a step forward, his eyes blazing. Lu Denan and his elder brother followed, along with more than a dozen Yan Army elites. "Let's shoot!" Dawn stepped aside, shouted loudly, and silently stepped away.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely dreary, and hundreds of elites, confused and skeptical during their initial experience, entered this state this time as well. Most of them acted decisively, and within a few steps they surrounded the Dorrens trio. "Although these three officers are of a higher rank than us, they are the winners of our competition" "I still think the officers have no chance of winning!" My brother said with a smile. "Stop talking nonsense, attack!"

Dorrens leans forward in an aggressive posture. He looked left and right, nodded to his teammates on either side, and bounced out of his fat body like a ball.

"Meatball Balloon!" In Dorens's wide-open eyes, his brother's body rapidly expanded, as if filled with gas, and turned into a meatball with a diameter of meters, and after jumping off the ground, it flew up, and it flew towards him quickly. At the same time, more than a dozen elite recruits also pulled out the strings in the shape of a bow and a bow. In an instant, the three of them were surrounded by recruits. "Let's do it!" Hmmm!" The three of them exchanged colors, and the momentum of their bodies suddenly became ferocious. Next, Dorrens' feet touched each other, and with a buzzing sound, the earth spun and its body vanished. "Shave!" In an instant, his body rose into the air, just below his brother's balloon. Slowly, Dorrens raised his head, a look of contempt at the corners of his mouth.

"You're out!" Raise his right foot high and kick it towards the balloon. "Bang!" The deep voice came, and the elder brother's face, which had been a smiling expression, froze, followed by an expression of pain, and a trembling eye, tears swirling in the air. "It hurts!" After three breaths, he squeezed two words out of his mouth.

Then, the balloon body inflated by it deflated, Torrance kicked it away and fell to the ground, never to get back up again. At the same time, the battle on the ground began. More than a dozen elites rushed to and. But to the consternation of the elites, they attacked with all their might, but did not attack each other. As if anticipating their line of attack, the two men swayed from side to side, retreating, and easily avoided their attack.

"The flaw is too big!" You have run out of strength in this blow."

"It's slow!" Cyrus, with his broadsword in his hand, gives precise advice on every dodge, and then his broadsword, wrapped in a sheath, swings lightly, attacks, and his army of flames disappears in front of him. After a little shaking, the body is soft and no longer has combat effectiveness. Wadford laughed, punched and kicked, and knocked his opponent down. They fight with ease, move quickly and cleanly. "Go ahead, they're strong!" Changed color and roared.

The next thing you know, the other Yan Army elites have already started to act. The three men continued to run away, fighting back, not panicking, and they dealt with it smoothly. In front of this group of elites who have just come out of the village, overwhelming strength is displayed.

"Not yet! Is this the winner of this contest?" Weak! A little weak!" Dorrens and Wadford have been taunting the elites. But in less than half an hour, they fell in sight. "Is this what you are?" I'm so disappointed!" Dawn walked over and looked down at the crowd, his voice low. The recruits gritted their teeth and struggled to their feet. "You need to practice!"

"Circle around the playground every day, increasing day by day!"

"Sit-ups are too weak!" Carrying heavy things on their backs to jump frogs", "The battleship dragged them for kilometers on the Yan", "Send troops to suppress the bandits, and wipe out a group of Yan thieves within a week!" Is this what they are trained to be?"?

Dorrens' big eyes, he said, were shocked. Panting to catch up with the hot tea. "Simple, isn't it?" He paused and said. "If they can't complete such basic training, how can they become the pillars of the future Yan Army, the trump card of justice and dignity?"

Dorrens shuddered, it was, but after watching the training, he felt it was too strict. Even in his time, he was not so exaggerated! Oh, by the way, the Generalissimo definitely surpassed this training manual. However, given the qualities and willpower of the recruits themselves, he was a little skeptical that these people would be able to complete the list. "Do it, if he can't do it, let him resign"

"I just want the best and the strongest!" Said coldly. Torrance eventually relented. It was the general's plan, he had to carry it out, and deep down in his heart he felt sorry for the recruits. On the third day, the training manual was read out in front of the elites, and the recruits looked at them with horror. "Are you kidding?!" Is this something that humans can do?" Are we really going to do that? Someone's going to die!"

Even if you win the game, this kind of training belongs to Superman! The recruits were furious, and most protested, except for a few who did not speak. "It's torture, no one can do it!" Someone shouted.

But as soon as these words came out of his ears, they were interrupted. "No, someone else did it, that's not all!" Rudnan began, all eyes on him. "Who? General Dunn, the man who trained him, is Lieutenant General Coop! I learned by chance about General Dunn's training, which is a military secret, a legend! Legend has it that he said training, he carried a mountain on his back! As he spoke, his eyes filled with respect. "Really?" How terrible is the general?"

"He's not much older than us, he's trained in this way. No wonder he was so strong that the Yan Army was skeptical, and those who believed were surprised. "He's telling the truth." When the general was training, I was in the same place as him "died." His confirmation was a blow to the elite. So, if we work hard, we can do it, we can get stronger, Rudnan whispered, clenched his fists. Now, no one in the Yan army stood up against it, which saved Dorrens a lot of energy. ”

Now that everyone agrees, let's start training!" Dorrens gasped. "Training, running circles around the playground!" The training ground is a meter of circles, circles, such a distance number, is an unimaginable horror. Even with the power of the Flame Thief World, this is a daunting task. But the best of the best is gritting their teeth and running away. They maintain a constant speed and run around the playground. Lap after lap, lap after lap, the sweat of the elite quickly poured out, the wheezing sound grew louder and louder, and helped everyone count.

After the lap, some people have been unable to hold on, but still grit their teeth. Standing nearby, silently watching, it soon became clear that the group had good willpower. After so much training, some humans just collapsed and passed out, but no one cried to quit. There was even someone who, after a brief blackout, insisted on getting back to the track and completing the laps he didn't complete. On the first day, only one person completed the lap.

"There's still time, if they can do it," Yan muttered. This is not only a physical training for recruits, but also a blow to their willpower.

In the agony of breaking their limits again and again, they will become stronger and stronger. The training was left to Torrance and the others, and Dawn was just a silent observer. He carefully considered the physical fitness of the group, as well as the speed of progress, changing or changing the content and order of training to allow the recruits of this group to grow as quickly as possible. "Their foundation is still too poor to develop into greatness!"

"At least, a year of training!" Conclusions were drawn after a week of observation. In the blink of an eye, a month has passed. After a year of hellish training, the body breath of hundreds of elites is a new one, and what they once proud of has been torn apart, thrown to the ground, and shattered to pieces. Now, everyone's face is full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, and a month of extreme training has allowed them to hover on the brink of death almost every day, resurrected.

However, to their credit, they have indeed become stronger, and they exude a sense of toughness. Even Balthazar, the balloon pilot, his fat stature has changed, and now he is stronger, not fatter. Will leave headquarters today. "I'm going to Nanyanyan, you guys go, the training is going according to plan"

"It takes a long time for their bodies to reach their limit," he said to Dorrens, who nodded. Sellers, Waldford will come this time, and Prince Pedro of the Brazilian Empire will go with me to "Grapefruit on the maple tree to take care of" After the arrangements were made, Yan left the headquarters of the Yan Army, followed by Pedro Jr. in uniform. He returned to Maple Leaf for the first time to meet and others. Thank you, Maj. Gen. Dunn, for going to O'Hara. "It's an honor for us to be in O'Hara," Cross said with a laugh.

"It's an honor to visit O'Hara, the legendary capital of scholars," Yan said with a smile. He was also intrigued by O'Hara's books and the secrets they kept, but he didn't know if the scholars would let him in. And, this time, it seems that the Yan protagonist is still in the Lolita period? That afternoon, Dawn and the scholars left the Maple Leaf on a battleship. They follow this route. From large routes, there is no need to turn the mountain upside down.

The standard warships of the Yan Army are capable of navigating windless zones. They went straight into the windless zone, which saved a lot of time. Along the way, he is also keenly aware of the existence of unknown suspects, and he follows and supervises. But after a while, they quietly walked away, as if noticing his presence.

That afternoon, the battleship entered the windless zone. On the calm flame face, there was not a single ripple, as if suddenly, wrapped in dead silence. The only thing that moves is the breeze and the movement of a standard boat. Dawn stood at the bow of the ship and watched as night fell, a great shadow rising on the side of the flames. He's changed into casual clothes and is on his way to O'Hara, which isn't something to brag about, and now he's wearing casual clothes, which makes him look in good spirits.

Without the solemnity of the old Yan Army, there is a hint of youth. Scholars were intrigued by the legendary Flame King, who circled the ship with binoculars and savored the colossal creatures with relish. There seemed to be something special on the warship that the Flame King didn't like, and when they crossed the water, all the Flame Kings they had come into contact with stayed away from them. Little is known about some of the dark techniques of the Yan Army, but this detail shows that the world's technology is not inferior.

It's just going in a different direction than the Earth. "Look at that, a creature that looks like a sheep, sixty meters long, it's amazing how big a creature can be," said one scholar after another. ”

I haven't seen a single book that contains the speculations of previous generations about the Yan King," said that many of the Yan Kings had signs of life on land, and laughed. This attracted attention, and he knew that the book contained many secrets that others did not know, and he would not even notice. There are many of these books in the Maple Tree Library, and he loves to read them and borrows them often. I just didn't realize that even Flame King has research.

"In ancient times, dragons were said to exist, and they often appeared in the world," he said, surprising the ship's crew and Yan. In the distant past of the Earth Age, there was also an unimaginably large generation of creatures, and the continents also underwent changes, and before the high development of human science and technology, it was impossible to explore the true face of the whole world, full of strange legends.

There seems to be an incredible similarity between the two worlds, but the difference is that the spirit of the Flame Thief World is stronger. The King of the Burning Ocean, the giant creature that lives in the Burning Ocean, looks more like a special legacy of two transitional periods. "Scholar Klaus, do you know the devil's fruit?" Dawn asked suddenly.

There are things like the Giant Flame King recorded in the book, so the more mysterious secret treasure, the Devil Fruit, is it also mentioned? "Devil's fruit?" Kolos blinked, then began to think. "The treasures of this world have been recorded in ancient books, but I didn't notice them, they seem to exist in O'Hara's library"

"But there must have been many people who have noticed this mysterious thing, and as far as I know, mankind has never stopped studying it since its inception" In order to keep Yan's eyes bright, although he could not get an answer from her, O'Hara's book would certainly be more detailed. What is the origin and essence of the Mystic Devil's Fruit? Dawn is intrigued by all of this, which he thinks will help him understand the real world.

As night falls, the windless night becomes quieter and more eerie.

It was pitch black, not a shred of wind, only the low roar of the Flame King, a melancholy and terrifying feeling that terrified the scholars of O'Hara. They entered the cabin bedroom very early, it was just dawn outside, and these people were not worried about safety. If the Yan army can't do anything about it, it's useless to worry. Dawn on wheels, hearts on wheels, all night. The ship reached its maximum speed in the windless zone, and by the next morning, just after dawn, the ship was out of the windless zone.

"Woo!" The wind came, and the canvas, which had not been moved for a long time, was blown to hunt and tremble, and instantly bulged. The air was inside, and a wave of vitality entered the nose, making all the dawns suddenly feel alive and happy. One by one, the scholars woke up to the bright sunlight and blue sky, feeling the prestige of the air, and all smiling on their faces. I know where O'Hara is, sir. You haven't slept all night. Let's go and rest" "Yes, we take a boat to observe the situation around us.

"Not far away" and others advised him. smiled, but he didn't refuse, although he didn't feel sleepy.

With your own physical fitness, you can go on even if you don't sleep for half a month. Back in the bedroom, Dawn closed her eyes and rested, regaining her strength, waiting to approach O'Hara. Looks like a young boy at this point, right? "Fate is unpredictable, but there are some people, she shouldn't be such a fate" "The beginning of fate is not called fate!" Isha is so, and you should be. Daun muttered, an indescribable presence in her eyes.

Two days, two days later, they finally reached O'Hara. A city of scholars, an archaeological mecca, those are O'Hara. This island, hidden in the ancient secrets of the world, from archaeology, can be excavated to many, when the world does not know things and secrets, back to the mysterious age upstream. From a distance, Dawn saw a large tree that covered the entire sky. Its canopy, like a canopy, surrounds the island, and at its edge, it is dense forest. In front of you, it's an impenetrable green.