At the Royal Dragoon Legion training camp, the trainees of the three echelons of children, teenagers and young people lined up in a phalanx, and there was a ring of desperate fighting in the east, west and south directions.

The steel pillars, which are more than five meters high, are plunged deep into the ground every few steps, and the tenacious black steel wires are staggered and tightly tied to these steel columns, forming a circle of squares around the isolation net.

"Xinfeng!Come on!~ I'm going to teach you a hard lesson this time! Take this opportunity to find out!"

Wildly draped in unkempt black and blond hair, covered in knotted muscles and scarred, as if a young trainee like a lion smiled bloodthirsty and cruel at his opponent.

The training camp of the Dragoon Legion of the Slan Empire has always had a death index, this rule is quite cruel, and it is strictly forbidden to fight privately during training and rest on weekdays, but in the current assessment, especially the selection of the list to Sky Dragon City, casualties will be inevitable, and the trainees who walk in the ring will become as fierce as beasts.

"You're looking for death, Milne!"

The slightly smaller body, still full of muscles and angular heart wind, was not provoked by the other party to lose its cool, but as if looking at a prey, he bent down slightly and stared at the other party tightly.

His heels, knees, waist, shoulders and eyes are all areas he focuses on.

"This sentence should be said by me, coward!ah!~"

The lion-like Milne let out a deafening roar and lunged at his opponent.

Sliding to the right, seven points of force, suddenly the left foot kicked hard, and suppressed the opponent's dodge space with a very dissonant rush step.

In the face of such a violent attack, the young trainee Xinfeng did not dodge, did not retreat, but advanced, and did not spare his hand to exert an all-round force, and crashed into Milne's arms. Before the other party reacted and hugged him, he quickly shrank down and kicked on the other party's ankle.

"Wow!~"

Although he was caught off guard, his body movements couldn't keep up with his own thinking at all, Milne's eyes were black for a while, and he was hit hard in the chest, and the momentum of the two completely turned into the attack of one of them.

It turned out that when the opponent was rushing closer, an elbow blow with all his strength smashed into his chest ribs without any tricks.

At the same time, the right ankle was kicked off the ground uncontrollably, and in the hurry, how could the other leg maintain balance, and the body immediately flicked with the opponent. Fell down the slope.

"Morin, that big man with a disheveled head, Milne, is one of the best trainees in this class, with the title of 'Undefeated Moa (a famous Hercules in the history of the Slan Empire', his opponent is called Xinfeng, although his strength is not strong, and his agility is not the best, but he is one of the children with the best sense of battle I have ever seen, but his personality is a bit withdrawn, and he is ruthless. ”

Lobins, the instructor of the Dragoon Legion's training camp, was beside him. Lin Mo, a third-class royal guard who was also born in the training palace, introduced the two people who were fighting to the death on the field.

Once a dragon knight of the Royal Dragoon Legion, Lin Mo was named one of the examiners for the trainee selection of the Sky Dragon City this time, and he came to the training camp to watch these trainees fight after the worst.

It was also the moment that decided their fate.

What a miss. With all the games lost, there were shouts from the two of them, and Milne was hooked by the neck of his opponent and locked to the ground in a strange position. Immobile.

If the Li sisters were here, they would definitely be able to recognize that the practitioner Xinfeng's move of putting Milne, who was a circle larger than herself, to the ground was a very powerful nirvana technique.

It's like a mantis with a strong and fast hand. One hit, tightly captured their prey.

"It's okay!"

The brutal battle in front of him was completely normal, Lin Mo nodded indifferently, in his eyes, the duel between Milne and Xinfeng had already been seen at this moment.

That's how he came at the beginning, and his hands were also stained with the blood of the trainees in the same camp, sharpening his heart into a heart of iron and stone early.

It is precisely because of this cruel and ruthless training that even if each generation of dragon knights step on the back of a dragon for the first time, wear the secret armor of Xuangang and hold a dragon slashing sword with huge lethality, they are calm and decisive like veterans of a hundred battles, and they can always seize the fleeting opportunity to complete a crisp and neat one-hit kill, and they can't find the shadow of a rookie at all.

"Damn, Xinfeng, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!

Milne, who was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, had a burst of gold in his eyes, his chest was tight and short of breath, the other party's legs were crooked and his neck was mercilessly clamped, and his flesh was as hard as iron, and a feeling of dizziness came to his heart, which made this lion-like trainee feel a wave of fear in his heart for no reason, it was the breath of death!

He never thought he would die, but suddenly he struggled violently and begged for mercy in panic.

"No, no, Xinfeng, you can't do this, I don't want to die, I was wrong, let me go, let me go!

It's hard to imagine that when he really faced the god of the underworld, this guy who had personally strangled many trainees of the same age without even blinking his eyes, and the lion-like guy withered, withered so undignified, just to live a little longer.

He may be only one step away from the noble and glorious Dragon Knight, but the thigh that is stuck in his neck and chokes his breath and blood will take his life at any time.

But Milne didn't notice that his opponent's attention was not on him at all, and instead narrowed his eyes, staring straight at somewhere outside the fence.

"Is that the Dragon Knight?"

Milne's plea for mercy unmoved the wind as he watched the young man in heavy black armor staring at him nonchalantly.

Although the other party did not show any hostility and murderous intent, it made a faint cold air inexplicably give birth to behind the heart wind.

This strange feeling aroused the young trainee's fighting spirit.

Perhaps only one step away from the noble and glorious Dragon Knight, and the thigh stuck in his neck could take his life at any time, the always proud Milne couldn't help but tremble.

The ideal is lofty, but the reality is cruel.

"Hmph!~" Click!~

With a cold snort from the trainee's heart, the sparkle in Milne's eyes immediately dimmed, no matter how unwilling he was, his neck twisted to the point of abnormality was already weak.

Even if it's a dragon, the cervical vertebrae are broken. Bone spurs inserted into the spinal nerves are also certain to die.

As if the lion-like Milne body fell weakly into the dust, the training camp of the Royal Dragoon Legion was so cruel.

"Alas, it's a pity!"

The instructor of the training camp regretted the loss of an excellent trainee.

But, that's all!

Sometimes the death index is not only for the trainees, but even for the instructors, who may die at the hands of these murderous trainees if they are not careful.

Lin Mo saw that the winner named Xinfeng let go of his opponent's lifeless body, but unexpectedly made a gesture of challenge to himself outside the court.

"It's the wind of the heart. Sure enough, it fits this kid's arrogant style! I think he's tired of being alive!"

"This idiot, who does he think he is? Wu Zun actually dares to challenge the sword god powerhouse Lord Mo Lin!"

"After winning a few games, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, I really think I am a real dragon knight!"

"That's right, Lord Merlin doesn't need to worry about this kind of little person who can be slapped to death with a single slap, if you want to challenge, let's wait until you become a dragon knight. ”

A trainee provoked a strong man, even if the strong man was no longer a dragon knight, everyone inside and outside the arena regarded the ridiculous behavior of the trainee in the center of the ring as a mantis arm as a car.

Isn't it, a guy who hasn't even cultivated the Battle Qi Flame. If you want to challenge the imperial heroes who killed the five countries including the Tessie Empire and the Republic of Portland, isn't this looking for death?

"Lord Morin, don't pay attention to this kid!ah!~What about people!~Mo, Lord Morin!~"

Lobins found that Master Morin was missing from him. In the next second, his pupils shrank slightly, and the adult suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Ahh

Xinfeng didn't expect that the object of provocation would appear in the black steel wire mesh of the ring like a ghost. Less than two steps away from yourself.

In the next second, he was stunned to find that he was completely involuntary and flew into the air, and then smashed into the black steel wire. Under such a huge impact force, the black steel that served as an isolation was like a sharp sword, cutting through the clothes and leaving a net-like scar on the skin.

It was as if every bone in his body had been broken off at once, and the pain was so great that Xinfeng couldn't help but let out a painful moan.

There was an uproar outside the venue!

Master Morin actually made a move, and simply let go of this arrogant trainee, and no one even saw his movements clearly.

"If I were you, I would never challenge an existence beyond my ability until I had enough strength! A guy without self-knowledge is only worthy of being cannon fodder!"

Lin Mo did not politely teach this young trainee whose heart was higher than his strength, there was no shortage of geniuses in the dragon riding training camp, but the geniuses who died halfway were nothing in the end.

In the training camp, only those who live to the bottom can be called heroes.

In the words of great wisdom and foolishness, you don't need to be more powerful than the enemy, as long as you live longer than the opponent, you are a winner.

There was not a single round, he couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly, his strength was irresistible, and he didn't even appear in the battle qiyan, and his heart was completely devoid of the pride of the victory, lying on the ground like a dead dog, panting, twitching a few times from time to time, but his eyes were fixed on the person who knocked him down.

The other party looked at him with a strange gaze, pity, contempt, and indifference, although he seemed to be laughing at his incompetence, but there was not much mockery. (To be continued......)

PS: My cousin made a statistic that "Dragoon Fighter" has nearly 4 million words and about 200 characters, but "Sky Dragoon" is less than 850,000 words, and the number of characters has reached 227, and the plot is actually quite compact, four times that of the first season.