After Sharon returned to the dormitory, what she saw was Ling wearing tight clothes, pointing her index fingers on the ground, and doing a handstand with her arms bent. This was not the actual training content, but just a stretching exercise after the training.
After hearing the clapping sound of "papapapa", Ling turned around and somersaulted accurately to land on her bed.
"It's amazing, it's amazing." This was a compliment from my roommate.
"I don't think this level is easy for Sister Sharon at all."
"No, this training method also opened my eyes. Did you come up with it yourself?"
"Let's leave it at that. Sister Sharon, we haven't fought for a long time, right? Why don't we have a spar?"
After Ling finished speaking, she took out two daggers from under the pillow, and seeing her serious look, another enforcer also took out a similar weapon from under his apron.
The blades passed by each other without making a sound of collision. Both sides avoided making sounds during actions. This is the essence of stealth. Compared with the sharp attacks, the two's dodge skills were even more exquisite. Continuous
For five minutes, both sides were unable to focus on each other, which was very similar to the previous fights, but what was different from the past was that Ling was able to do this without relying on supernatural powers.
"The warm-up is over, let's show our true skills." After Ling finished speaking, air flow invisible to the naked eye emerged from her body. That was the way to stimulate fighting spirit and increase power. But Sharon on the opposite side put away her weapon.
go back.
"If we continue to fight, the room we have finally tidied up will be messed up. Besides, Xiaoling, I have already tried my best just now."
Now that she said so, Ling had no choice but to calm down. It was indeed a bit troublesome to mess up the room. As for the all-out statement, Ling definitely didn't believe it. She knew from the past that Kruger was also a master with strong fighting spirit.
It didn't work at all just now.
Ling first went to the bathroom to wash away her tiredness, and then chatted with Sharon about martial arts.
"Sister Sharon, don't you usually practice?" Ling was slightly concerned about this matter.
"Since I inherited the ancient title of Kruger four years ago, my strength has not improved much. Although as I grow older, my physical abilities such as muscle strength, reaction speed, and explosive power will improve slightly, but in general
It's like there is an invisible ceiling blocking my head. After I found that I couldn't improve by continuing to train, I didn't train much. Seeing that you are so serious, Xiaoling, really makes me feel a little ashamed."
"Is it a bottleneck? I'm in the same situation. It's just that I haven't given up yet."
There is an insurmountable gap between ordinary A-level combat power and the master class. It cannot be surpassed by simply practicing or learning the secrets of a certain school. If not, Ling would not have moved before.
She went to Crossbell's black market to buy Blue Wisdom. After all, becoming a demon was the shortcut she knew to cross that threshold.
Taking running as an analogy on earth, it is relatively easy for a person with sprint qualifications to train the 100-meter time from fifteen seconds to eleven seconds. But to reach within ten seconds, that is a completely different realm.
, that cannot be achieved by simply increasing the amount of training.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's exchange information. I noticed it when I just entered the door. Claire is in 202, right. She is indeed much stronger than other students."
The ice-blue haired girl is much more powerful than most of the Jesta Hunters. Although we only met each other, she may be the strongest person in the class besides the association members. She is better than the ones we met during the day.
Some quasi-guerrillas are much more powerful.
After hearing Ling's judgment, Sharon nodded.
"Yes, thank you for noticing. But don't worry too much. We are not on a mission, we are just experiencing student life. Maybe we can become friends with her."
Sharon's words made Ling nod and relax.
When Sharon went to wash up, Ling took out her toolbox from under the bed and started making dolls. Although she did not find a shortcut to reason, she believed that practice makes perfect. Just stick to it every day.
Just like the exercise, she would carefully make a doll every day to hone her production skills, not just to earn Mira's relationship.
Tuesday, March 31, 1198, Qiyao Calendar.
Most of the aristocratic students came to school to register on this day, and they met someone they had planned to do after the train arrived at the station.
"I'm Miss Ti, Sharon, and Xiaoling, right? Please give me your advice."
This guy who approached me enthusiastically had some disguise, including braids and round glasses. Apart from his hair color, he looked exactly like Emma from "Kiseki no Kiseki".
"Okay, Missy." Sharon accepted easily and ran over to help her get her luggage. But Ling felt a little headache.
"You should be Master Cang Abyss, who serves as the second pillar of the Snake Apostle, right? Is there really no problem with such chaos?"
"Oh hehehe, Xiaoling is indeed cuter than I heard. Let me give you a hug, sister."
Ling immediately tried to dodge, but was surprised to find that her face fell into a ball of softness for some reason.
"Oh, let me go, let me go, I'm going to be out of breath!" Ling struggled quickly.
After about ten seconds, when Ling couldn't help but get angry and break away, she breathed fresh air again.
"Is that the lost magic just now? It's really powerful. I accidentally fell into it. And what happened to that evil fat?"
After carefully recalling it, I found that there were actually signs before it was activated, and it was only because I was unprepared that I was attacked.
"Well, you guys have a really good relationship." Sharon interjected.
"It's not Vita but Misty? In short, I understand." Ling took two steps back and raised her alert. Although Vita is not a combatant, she doesn't even have A-level combat power in close combat.
The loss of magic should not be underestimated. If she uses supernatural powers instead of breath perception, Ling can detect that the magic power emanating from Weita's body has gathered into a whirlpool. Ling reflected on herself, and it seems that she has a strong understanding of "seeing, hearing and color".
There is still a long way to go in cultivation.
The lunch for the three of them was also prepared by Sharon. Although Ling made breakfast in the morning, after seeing Sharon frowning slightly after eating what she prepared, Ling's self-esteem took a big hit... that is.
No more fighting to cook.
After the meal, it was time for the opening ceremony. I came to the college auditorium where the freshmen were reporting. Unexpectedly, I saw the red-haired Lecter and the blue-haired Claire in the auditorium. Brona from the noble class was also friendly to Ling.
He nodded. We are all classmates. We have met each other once, so we can't be considered strangers.
The speech delivered by Dean Van Dyck, the former commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, was not lengthy, only about half an hour, and ended with a quote from the Lion-Hearted Emperor 250 years ago.
"... Young people, become the cornerstone of the world!"
After finishing the language, all new students followed the instructions of the academic staff and went to the designated classrooms for class assembly.
A grade-level instructor is equivalent to the class teacher of the Military Academy. He is a tall black-haired man who is eight feet tall, that is, 186 miles tall. Just the moment they met, Ling was alerted in her heart.
The opponent has A-level combat power, and is also the best among A-level combat power. Although he has not yet reached the master level, he is not far away. Whether judging from breath perception or supernatural abilities, this person is quite strong.
Different from the impression given by Sharon, the sharp aura emanating from this instructor's whole person seemed to be like a warrior coming towards his face.
"I am Mulla Vandel, the senior instructor of Class Three. I am also your martial arts instructor. Some of you may have heard of my name, or you may not. I am a very strict person, so it is best for you to become my student.
Be mentally prepared.”
Ling's attention was all on guarding. It wasn't until the other party reported his name that Ling realized that the other party's face did have some similarities with a certain painting in his memory. It turned out to be the music in "Trails in the Sky"
The companion of Olivier, he was given the title of Young Lion. As one of the two major swordsmanship schools in the empire, the secrets of Vandel style are all transmitted, and Mulla's strength is worthy of his reputation.
"The first place in the entrance exam, Ling, you will be the squad leader. The squad leader will stay and the others will be dismissed."
It seems that it is Thorz's unwritten rule that the person with the best grades becomes the class president? When her name was called by Mulla, Ling suddenly regretted that she had given her best in the exam.
After the other eleven students left the classroom, Mu La walked up to Ling. While Ling was looking at each other, Mu La was also looking at her.
"Are you really thirteen?"
Ling was relieved by Mu La's question. She thought she failed to hide her aura and let Mu La see her own strength. It turned out that this aspect aroused her interest.
"Why did the instructor ask that?" Ling replied.
"Sorry, I was abrupt. I have a nine-year-old brother in my hometown. He looks about the same age as you." Mulla shaved his cheek, as if to hide his embarrassment? It seemed that he didn't show it.
So serious.
"That's it. I look younger than my actual age." Ling replied with her eyes open and said nonsense. She is actually seven years old and looks nine years old. That should mean she looks older than her actual age.
When she heard Mulla talking about her younger brother, a certain gray-haired portrait appeared in Ling's mind. Kurt, who appeared in "Kisetsu no Kiseki 3", although the portrait looked different from the real person in the real world.
There were certain gaps, for example, she could not recognize Vita and Mulla at first sight, but this did not hinder her understanding of a certain character.
"Did the instructor ask me to stay just to ask this question?"
"No, I have something to tell you before school starts. Come to the office with me first to get the student handbook, and then give it to other students."
Following Mura step by step, Ling was thinking about the reason why the person who should be the guardian of the royal family did not follow Olibar, the first prince of the Erebonia Empire, but until she got the student handbook
She didn't have a clue. Relying on the information from the game plot was simply not enough. The situation in the real world was changing rapidly, and she found that she had to collect more information on a daily basis.
After getting the student handbook, Mulla took Ling to the Douji Building.
This venue was supposed to be open to students after the official start of school, but as the teacher of the martial arts class, Mulla had the key, so he opened the door directly.
After walking to the door of the preparation room, Mu La led Ling to the equipment warehouse where various weapons were displayed.
"Choose a weapon."
"Instructor, what do you mean?"
Ling looked at Mu La with some confusion.
"Originally, most of the new students in Thors came after graduating from Sunday school, so they are generally over sixteen years old. They choose appropriate weapons to use in formal martial arts courses. But I didn't expect that there would be
A child prodigy like you is here to apply. I need to judge whether you can keep up with my teaching progress."
So that’s it, he’s planning to make a small fuss for himself. This guy is quite humane.
Although Ling understood Mu La's intention, she felt slightly unhappy. Although it was her own conscious clumsiness that made her look down upon by Mu La, the subsequent issues that arose from this were things she had not considered before.
There are quite a lot of weapons in the equipment library, and the name of each weapon is marked in imperial language next to it.
For example, under the ax category, there are more than ten categories such as hand axes, double-edged axes, crescent axes, broad axes, giant battle axes, Naka axes, Goethe axes, ancient axes, etc. There are sword categories, stick categories, and long-handled axes.
The same goes for the major categories of bows, each item is also subdivided into more than ten models.
The first thing Ling saw was the cruel sickle in the long-handled category. This weapon can be said to be the weapon that best fits the image of Kamara in the original work. However, when she saw another weapon, she couldn't move away.
sight.
It belongs to both the long-handle category and the sword category, and is very similar to the legendary weapon Mo Dao that she has seen information about in her previous life. However, the appearance of the one in front of her is still very different from the one in her memory.
"Oh, you chose the horse-cutting sword. In the past, many knights used it in the cavalry era. After the modern war model changed, very few people use this weapon anymore. I really don't see you being interested in this.
are you serious?"
Mulla looked at the girl with some doubts. After seeing her nodding excitedly, he didn't stop her.
Ling's height is only 126 kilometres, and the blade and handle of this weapon add up to 240 kilometres, which is almost twice her height.
The handle is 90 miles in diameter, similar to other long-handled weapons. The blade is 150 miles in diameter and is edged on both sides, still maintaining the structure of a "sword".
When the girl lifted the heavy ancient weapon from the weapon rack, Mulla couldn't help but be surprised by her arm strength.
"I really can't tell. It turns out you are a strong man. I underestimated you. I don't know how to use the ancient horse-cutting sword. I'll give you the key. You can come here to practice on your own in the future. But you can't take this weapon out.
.”
After giving the spare key to the Douji Tower to Ling, Mu La took the first step to leave.
After judging that she was the only one in the empty training ground, Ling let go of her left hand, held the Zhanma sword in one hand and used it with both hands, and assumed the sword-swinging stance given to her by Professor Levi.
Just a few minutes later, her inner lining was soaked with sweat. This weapon, which was heavier than her own body weight, was more difficult to use than she imagined. After using the broken sword three times in the air, it was done.
It almost drained her of all her strength.
Ling still doesn't know that in the past wars, the users of this weapon put the tip of the sword on the ground and dragged it upside down, and slashed from the bottom up. This was not the way she raised the sword and swung it in the air.
Fighting method. But even if she knew it, she wouldn't care, because she firmly believes that the most suitable way to use this weapon is to cut it in two.
After dragging her tired body back to the dormitory and handing over the student handbook entrusted by the instructor to other students, Ling rarely did any daily physical exercise.
Tired, she said hello to Sharon and Missy, and then went to bed early.