Qualified students naturally have to work hard to force them - no, work hard to cultivate them.

The elf instructor communicated with his colleagues. Then, Gretel fell into double the dire straits. Practice, practice!

As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death!

He is a half-elf, not an elf. At the age of a half-elf, he is already an adult!

He has become a high-level nature walker, and he has come to Yongju Island from the distant Old Continent! His mind and spirit are obviously strong enough to withstand arduous training!

As a result, Grete was targeted by the instructors' endless tricks. When he was running at full speed, the weeds under his feet suddenly grew taller, intertwined with each other, and tripped him;

When I struggled to jump over the ditch, the soil under my feet suddenly softened slightly, and the water content increased by 20%;

When he crawled through the thorn bushes using all four limbs, the thorns suddenly became longer and harder, and they almost scratched his high-erected wolf ears...

There was no extra lap, no adjustment to the track, but the trouble this little trick added to Gretel was many times more than running one more lap, two more laps, or even seven or eight laps.

Under such pressure, Gretel's potential was indeed stimulated. If he gets tripped by weeds, just adjust his body slightly to ensure balance!

The soil under your feet is slippery, summon a gust of wind to carry you over!

The thorns are more aggressive...

"He is communicating with the thorns quickly!" The elf instructor lowered his head and made another note, with a smile on his lips:

"Moreover, after discovering that there was no way to take away the dominance of Thorns, I immediately changed my strategy and added armor to myself!"

"[Mage Armor] is not the best method, but for him, it is indeed the most suitable method." The elf instructor who changed the shift came to her side:

"How has your progress been in the past few days?"

"You can already use low-level spells proficiently in the transformed state. Your progress is really fast. Do you think we should make it more difficult for him?"

Gretel didn't want to be burdened at all. After getting familiar with the gray wolf form and black bear form, he was asked to work hard to become familiar with the leopard form——

Run! Run fast! Jump! Climb!

Extend and retract your nails to grab the tree trunk in time to prevent yourself from falling!

Twist your body in the air and shake your tail for balance!

Walking lightly on flesh pads, trying not to make any sound...

Gretel was running so doubtful about life. Hell, he is a mage, he should use the mage's method to solve the problem!

Even if he is transforming, he should practice a more powerful and potential form instead of wasting time on bears, wolves, and leopards!

"Roar--"

Gretel suddenly stood still, looking up to the sky and roaring. In the roar, silver light shone, and the slender and elegant leopard shape changed little by little:

The head is raised high, the limbs become solid and powerful, and the sharp claws dig deeply into the soil;

The trunk becomes strong, the furry and slender tail is covered with scales, and a row of silvery thorns rises from the back of the crest to the tip of the tail;

The most important thing is that a pair of silver wings spread out on both sides of the torso. With a slight flapping, the whole body rises upward, one foot... half a meter... one meter...

Overcome obstacles and rush forward quickly!

"dragon!"

"Silver Dragon!"

The two elf instructors had serious expressions on their faces. The former stared at Grete in the form of a silver dragon for a while, then turned to the latter and took a deep breath:

"You can take care of it here for a while. I'll go find the elder and come here - I can't teach you the silver dragon form."

"I can't teach you...it's a pity not to train this form properly. Go back quickly - how many elders in the academy know the dragon form?"

Gretel flapped his wings happily and floated high. Sure enough, showing the silver dragon form is the right thing!

No need to run desperately, no need to jump and climb in circles, no need to crawl under the thorn bushes. As for the small obstacles caused by those spells...

Oh, the silver dragon's natural scales and natural spell resistance can crush almost any obstacle. At least, the obstacles used by the magic academy to train cubs pose no threat to him at all!

"Gretel! Well done! I'm coming!"

A shout of joy rang out from the side of the training field. Gretel turned his head, lowered his head, flapped his wings, and landed immediately:

"Oh no……"

His tone was messy and weak. However, the strong wind had already rushed up, and the one carrying the strong wind was a silver dragon much larger than him——

The silver dragon that Gretel transforms into is about the same size as a young silver dragon. After all, with level 13 magic power, it can only transform into a sub-adult dragon at most. In order to maintain the continuation of the game, Gretel specially changed it to a smaller size;

When Serila unfolded his body, the beautiful adult silver dragon was three times as long as him. If we talk about the three-dimensional visual effect, it was more than ten times bigger.

And now, such a huge creature, wrapped in a hurricane, rushed towards him!

"Don't! Cerela, don't!"

"Hey, Gretel, fly! Come with me - fly!"

Grete landed in a panic. He took over the shift with his colleagues, and the elf instructor who went to ask for the elders paused, and the corners of his mouth naturally raised:

Oh, it turns out that there is a cute silver dragon girl accompanying me, no wonder he turned into a silver dragon.

Well... Actually, you don't need to ask the elders. As long as you have a girl flying with you, you can learn it naturally, right?

"Hey, it seems I still need to take action." Suddenly there was a sigh from beside her. The elf instructor turned her head and saw a golden dragon rising into the sky and flying over her head:

"Celera! Stop playing! Gretel! If you want to practice the silver dragon form, practice hard!"

"Flying practice! Breathing practice! Combat practice! Casting spells in the air! Practice everything carefully!"

"Before you become a high-level peak, or even a legend, the silver dragon form will be your last and strongest trump card!"

The elf instructor watched helplessly as the little silver dragon's wings softened and it fell sharply. When it reached the ground, it flapped its wings in a panic twice, which only turned the plummet into a short gliding——

With a "pop" sound, he fell into a small mud pit and was miserably...stuck.

"Get up! Starting from the flight, I will guide you one by one!"

Gretel: "Ouch..."

He regretted for the fifth, tenth, and nth time that he shouldn't have focused on transfiguration. He was a mage!

He should work hard to learn magic!

He just needs to complete the basics of spells. What does these projects of practicing physical fitness and building a good relationship with the cubs have to do with him?

Gretel learned from the painful experience. He changed back to his human form, climbed up from the mud pit, and gave himself a dozen cleaning skills:

"Elder, I think I need to adjust my training plan..."

Gretel did not completely get what he wanted. The course of transfiguration will continue, and the flying and fighting of the silver dragon are indispensable, but...

"Studying chromosomes? Are you sure you want to start this project?"
Chapter completed!