Now several members of Yeyue's fourth class of warriors have broken through to the fifth level of great warrior strength. Forty people are practicing swordsmanship on the training ground, and the rest are about to break through. This is thanks to Yeyue's harsh training methods.
Let them fight against the monsters every day. Breaking through in the battle is the best.
Gina's strength has reached the early stage of fifth level. The other thirty-nine people are still practicing basic swordsmanship. Gina is practicing tenderness swordsmanship. If she makes any mistakes, Yeyue will point them out to her.
Gina looked at Yeyue's elegant and handsome face and felt her heart beating so fast. She secretly made up her mind to become stronger quickly and not to disappoint mentor Yeyue.
Yeyue suddenly noticed someone peeping from the side and turned her head.
Not far away, a boy of about sixteen years old was watching, his eyes filled with envy. When he saw Ye Yue turning her head to look at him, he immediately hid behind the wall.
Yeyue felt strange, but she didn't think anything of it and continued teaching.
Ever since Ye Yue was named the Protector Knight a few months ago, everyone in the Royal Magic Martial Arts Academy has envied the people in the fourth level warrior class. If a tenth level strong man becomes a mentor, their eyes will turn red.
After a class, Yeyue walked to the college grass area. Many people looked at him with awe. Strong people are always respected.
Yeyue saw the boy who was peeping just now. He found that this boy had no fighting spirit in his body, but his physical strength was comparable to that of a fifth-level warrior. He couldn't help but feel strange, and grabbed a student from the warrior class, "This classmate, let me ask you a question
thing."
Seeing that he was a legendary warrior-level warrior, the student felt extremely honored and said, "If you have any questions, I will tell you what I know."
"What's going on with him? Why is there no fighting spirit in his body, but his physical strength is level five?" Yeyue pointed at the boy.
Drew looked at it and said, "His name is Buell. He has been practicing in the academy for four years. The dean said that he has very good qualifications, but I don't know why. He just can't practice fighting spirit. His body is getting worse and worse."
strong."
"Oh, I understand, thank you." After Yeyue said that, she walked towards Bull and sat on the grass.
Bull saw Yeyue sitting next to him and was a little at a loss. He stood up and said, "Sir." Which student in the Royal Magic Martial Arts Academy doesn't worship the strong. A god-level strongman is a god-like figure in their eyes.
Yeyue waved her hand and motioned for him to sit down: "Your name is Buell, right."
The boy nodded.
"I don't care what you encounter or what happens. You are unable to practice fighting spirit. I just ask you if you want to have power and if you want to participate in this year's fighting competition."
Bull's eyes lit up, revealing infinite ecstasy, "Can you help me?" Then his eyes dimmed again, "But my physique is the body of divine punishment, and I cannot practice any fighting spirit or magic. From ancient times to the present,
It is impossible to cultivate the body of divine punishment."
"What bullshit God's Punishment Body!" Yeyue swore directly. At this age, someone who has trained his physical fitness to the level of a fifth-level peak warrior would be a waste. Yeyue didn't believe this. "As long as you worship me
Under my sect, I can make you a strong man!"
Bull looked up in astonishment, his eyes radiating hope, "Please teach me how to practice!"
Yeyue stood up and turned around: "Practice with me, and you have to endure what ordinary people can't endure. You have to know that the fighting competition is only more than two months away. You have to undergo very cruel training, and you are likely to lose your life."
Bull immediately knelt down and said, "I am not afraid of hardship. Master is here, and I will be bowed to by my disciple." He kowtowed to the ground several times.
Yeyue turned around and moved her right hand in the air. Bull felt an invisible force lifting him up and said, "You have decided."
Bull nodded firmly and said: "It's decided."
Yeyue smiled and said: "Okay, we don't have much time. We will start practicing tomorrow. Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't come back with a good ranking in the duel competition, you are still not my disciple. I don't need waste to be my disciple.
The skills and sweat taught are the foundation of success."
At this time, an arrogant voice sounded, "Teacher Yeyue, even if you are a tenth-level master, you are too trusting. He is such a useless person. After more than two months of training, it is simply a daydream for him to participate in the battle competition."
The red-haired boy said with disdain.
"He is Diga from the fifth-level warrior class. He practices fire fighting spirit. He is the top student in the fifth-level warrior class."
"He always takes pleasure in bullying Bull."
"******"
Bull's face turned red with anger and he almost went up to fight for his life.
Yeyue stretched out her hand to stop him: "Bull, you are no match for him now." She turned to Diga.
"Two months from now, you and Bull will have a duel in the competition arena. Bull, I will give you a chance for revenge."
Tiga said arrogantly: "What if Bull loses."
Yeyue's face was cold, "In two months, if he can't defeat you, I will destroy all my strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, people around him exclaimed, this is too big, one of the Martial Gods deposed himself, and even Bull shouted, "Teacher, you ******."
Ye Yue waved her hand, "Needless to say, if you can't beat him in two months, I'll be blind."
Dijia nodded: "Okay, I agree." He was fully confident. He had already reached the mid-level strength of the fifth level. He also practiced the fire-based Dou Qi, which is the most powerful among the six Dou Qi systems. However, he was at the late level of the fifth level.
It’s not necessarily that he doesn’t have the strength to fight. He can be considered a genius if he can train to become a junior warrior in two months. As for the intermediate warrior, even the resurrection of Bai Di, the founding emperor of the Holy Empire, is impossible. He really doesn’t want Yeyue to commit suicide.
, Yeyue is a god-level strongman, a great help to the Holy Empire. If he really ruins himself because of the bet with him, His Majesty the Emperor must put his family's little shoes on. He just wants to fall into this situation when the time comes.
The face of the strong will be good.
Yeyue saw Tiga's full-breasted appearance and secretly laughed in her heart. If she really pissed me off, I would feed Bull the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir and turn her into a golden fairy, quack.
Readers may ask why the protagonist doesn't take it himself. Let me explain. Mortals who eat the Nine-turn Golden Pill can indeed ascend to immortality immediately, but if an immortal eats it, he will definitely explode and die from the surging immortal energy inside.
Even the strong men in the 18th level dare not take it randomly.
"Bull, I'll come find you tomorrow."
"Yes, mentor."
Yeyue returned to the dormitory, pressed Catherine and Bisi on the bed and beat them hard. The three people's cultivation level had made a small progress. The magic power in Yeyue's body reached the early stage of the ninth level, and their cultivation level