Chapter 6: Li Xiang's Troubles
The sky in the east is slightly bright, and the early autumn sun has not yet risen.
The morning dew wet the trouser legs, and three people were running around Huadu City in the morning. The leader was a large man, with a large body like a hill, and it was Hercules. The orc boy Rocta didn't say a word, and followed him with a dull head. Behind these two people was Li Xiang, who was panting like a dog with his tongue sticking out......
When the gate of Huadu was opened, it was still dark. The three of them left the city through the east gate, and the original plan was to go around the city and enter the city through the east gate. It's not even halfway through now, and Li Xiang is about to get tired. Hercules' physique was completely inhuman, and Rocta wasn't a human in the first placeβhe was an orc. Li Xiang really wanted to slap himself, why did he have to compete with these two monsters.
Last night, Li Xiang had a hot head and offered to let Hercules train him. As for the reason, it was naturally stimulated by the Blue Dragon Prince, so he wanted to become stronger. Although Hercules was the defeated subordinate of the Blue Dragon Prince, he was also the best teacher Li Xiang could find now. Although the Black Dragon Princess Catherine is even stronger than Hercules and already has the strength of the Qingyan level, how can Li Xiang open his mouth?
Hearing Li Xiang's request, Hercules didn't ask much, anyway, he was also training Roqueta. A sheep is a herding and a flock of sheep is also herding, and it makes no difference to him.
When Li Xiang was in Huadu City, he knew that Huadu City was very big, but now he knew that this city was really big! Before he could finish half of the circle around the city, his leg was about to break. If Li Xiang knew that someone with good deeds had measured that it would take 43.51 kilometers to walk around the outer wall of Huadu City, he would definitely slap himself left and right.
Finally, before breakfast, Li Xiang crawled home alive like a dead dog.
"Lao, Laozi...... Never run again in this life. Li Xiang was lying on his lawn, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.
Hercules stood in the doorway with his arms folded, and said disdainfully, "Are you going to give up? You see that kid is much more motivated than you." β
A new horizontal bar has been erected in the yard, and Rocta is doing one-handed pull-ups at this time......
Li Xiang was completely defeated by these two non-human things, and complained: "Look at my small physique, can I compare with you two dogs and bears?! It's a miracle that I can climb back alive! Don't you have any step-by-step, scientific and reasonable training methods?"
Hercules thought about it for a moment and said with great certainty, "No! I have been trained in this way since I was five years old. Human potential and will are unlimited, and if you can't do it, it just means that your will is not strong enough. β
"I ......" Li Xiang didn't know how to communicate with Hercules at all, and the two of them were not from the same world at all in this regard. He said with a sigh. "Do you have no chance of winning against the Blue Dragon Prince?"
When Li Xiang mentioned his defeat, Hercules didn't care and said, "Didn't you see it?"
Li Xiang asked, "Then how big is the difference in strength between the two of you?"
"According to the guild's evaluation criteria, if the strength of a person who has just passed the fourth-level certification is used as a benchmark, the strength of the fifth-level, that is, the Qingyan level, is at least five times that of this benchmark. According to the guild's hard indicators, my ability in many aspects has long been six times that of that benchmark, but I am only level four, that is, Bitao level. β
Li Xiang gasped, he always knew that Hercules was a fierce and abnormal existence, but he didn't expect this thing to be so strong, the most important thing is that Hercules is already so strong, and he is still not the enemy of the Blue Dragon Prince. He cautiously asked, "Then the Blue Dragon Prince?"
"Qingyan and Bitao are only one level apart, but they are a qualitative leap. Even if that Blue Dragon Prince is not a sixth-level Blue Moon, he is also Qingyan's top strength. β
Li Xiang said: "I can ask weakly, I am a person who can be slapped away by an Odyssey with a shield, and my strength is ......" Li Xiang became more and more quiet, and he was embarrassed to make it clear.
"Purely in terms of combat ability, if the most ordinary army soldier is used as the standard, then you ......" Hercules pinched his chin and looked at Li Xiang without continuing.
Li Xiang nodded and said, "Say it, I can bear it." β
"You have at most a quarter of the combat capabilities of an average soldier. Of course, that's without taking into account your strange abilities and the constitution that the Dragon's Blood Bath gives you. You can manipulate the elements, I always thought you were a magician, why should you learn combat techniques from me?"
Li Xiang said stupidly: "I wish I was a magician, but I am an enchanter. Both of these can manipulate the elements, but they are very different, and I will never want to cast the simplest fireball spell in my life. β
"I see. No wonder you can easily cut off the enchanted battle axes of the Gothic Janissaries of the Roland Kingdom with a common sword. Hercules said approvingly. "Your enchantment skills are definitely at the level of a master. β
In the battle of Black Dragon Valley, Hercules still had lingering feelings about that scene. If he hadn't been impromptu at that time, he saw a lot of Gothic Praetorian Guard weapons scattered on the ground, and he had long wanted to try how magical these weapons were, so he picked up a pair of battle axes, and with his usual habit of fighting the enemy with two fists, I am afraid that Li Xiang would have cut off his hands long ago.
Li Xiang scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, this was the first time Hercules praised him, and said, "The only thing I can do is the art of enchantment." By the way, how does your strength compare to ordinary soldiers?"
"According to the evaluation criteria of the guild, terracotta is the lowest rank, and the strength must be at least twice that of ordinary soldiers to pass. Further up to Orange Yu, Huangyang, and Bitao, the threshold of each rank is at least twice that of the entry level of the previous rank. My rank is the fourth-level Bi Tao, Bi Tao's entry-level strength is sixteen times that of ordinary soldiers, and my strength is six times higher than Bi Tao's entry-level strength. β
Li Xiang quickly calculated in his mind that sixteen times six equals ninety-six. He swallowed and said, "You can hit a hundred?"
Hercules smiled slightly, and with a punch in the air, he brought up the wind and directly knocked down Roqueta, who was concentrating on one-handed pull-ups a few meters away.
Rocta got up in embarrassment, spit out and ate a mouthful of grass, and asked blankly: "Teacher, did I do anything wrong?" These days, Rocta can't worship Hercules, although Hercules hasn't agreed in person, but Rocta has already screamed one teacher after another.
Hercules said to the innocent little orc, "It's nothing, just stretch your muscles." You go on and don't eat until you're done pulling a thousand pull-ups. β
Rocta hurriedly continued to start his exercise, and as soon as he pulled one, he slapped his head hard and asked, "Teacher, how many have I pulled just now?"
Hercules said impatiently, "Where do I know where to go?!
Li Xiang didn't dare to say a word on the side, he couldn't remember whether he could pull three and a half or four, and the little orc in front of him actually wanted to pull a thousand with one hand. He looked at Hercules' arm, which was several laps thicker than his thigh, and then at Roqueta, which was almost as thick as his calf...... Li Xiang felt that he couldn't practice them in his life, maybe he wasn't this material at all.
Li Xiang suddenly remembered something and asked, "How long did it take you from the time you started training until you reached the Bitao rank?"
Hercules replied without hesitation, "Seven years, at the age of twelve, I passed the fourth level of certification of the guild. β
Li Xiang suddenly felt that there was little hope, and said discouragedly: "That is to say, if I practice Sanjiu in winter, Sanfu in summer, and train hard for seven years, I may not be able to reach your level, and even if I reach your level, I will be the goods of the Blue Dragon Prince, right?"
"I'm definitely going to beat that guy in the future!" Hercules clenched his fists confidently, as if he didn't grasp the point of Li Xiang's speech at all.
",,......" Li Xiang frantically tore at the innocent lawn, shouting hysterically. "That old man is still practicing chicken feathers!" he said, getting up and walking into the house.
The little prince Sasario just opened the door and came out, and said to Li Xiang with a smile: "Brother-in-law...... No, Dadby, it's time for breakfast. β
Li Xiang pushed the little prince away, and said angrily: "What to eat! Your mother is going to run away with others!"
The little prince pouted, looking aggrieved and dazed, and was about to cry. Li Xiang had never been so fierce to him. He said to himself, "Didn't my mother die for years? No, my sister is leaving?"
Wow! The little prince thought that his sister was going to leave him alone, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he cried loudly, chased Li Xiang into the house, and shouted as he ran: "Brother-in-law! What the hell is going on? Don't let your sister go!"
On the second floor of the villa, Catherine, the black dragon princess, stood silently in front of the window, looking at all this in her eyes, and her expression was even more lonely. The family has suffered a mutation, and she carries too many things on her shoulders and too heavy.
On this day, Li Xiang returned to his room and fell asleep until the crooked moon climbed up the treetops. He wasn't a person who liked exercise and sports much in the first place, and after running more than forty kilometers in one day, he was completely overloaded.
The empty stomach is protesting.
Li Xiang dragged his heavy steps and moved to the kitchen step by step, almost sweeping away everything that could be eaten in the kitchen. After eating and drinking, Li Xiang lazily lay down on the sofa in the living room and burped comfortably.
He looked up at Catherine's room on the second floor, his heart suddenly became heavy, and he felt something from his arms, which was a fragment of the Dragon Island sigil given by Dante, maybe this was his last bargaining chip. But before that, he won't give up so easily.
Shaking the fragment in his hand vigorously, Li Xiang put the fragment back in his arms, and then got up and walked to the courtyard. He stood in front of the horizontal bar with great ambition, adjusted his breathing, and kept telling himself: I can do it!
Jumping, Li Xiang grabbed the horizontal bar, and finally pulled a pull-up with the strength of breastfeeding. He blushed, and finally pulled the second one, but he couldn't pull the third one, so he had to give up.
Li Xiang struggled with this horizontal bar for more than ten minutes, and finally his arm was so sore that he could barely lift it. He sat on the ground and slapped his thigh angrily, scolding, "Damn!
On the second floor, Catherine could see through the window. Of course, she understood why Li Xiang was so desperate. Since she met Li Xiang, this guy has always been an idle master, but this time Li Xiang is serious. It's just this fool, don't you know that he's doing completely useless work?
"The road is my own, not someone else's!" In the dark night, Rose-Marie's sweet voice was like a heavenly sound.
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