Arrangement of the training ground

   On the morning of the second day, Leiter walked out of the room in a good mood.

  Last night, after three [real simulations], the fate value was consumed to a fixed value of 15.

  He was able to verify that the impact of the bottleneck in the simulation can still be brought back to reality, which may be due to changes in the level of mental power.

  Leite was thinking in his eyes as he went downstairs, which means that as long as the destiny value is sufficient, the speed of breaking through the bottleneck, in reality, will still be much faster.

  However, this consumes a lot of destiny points. After all, the bottleneck needs to be broken through little by little, through meditation.

    Unlike improving mental power, it can also be improved with mental power potions.

  Break through the bottleneck, but no alchemy potion can help, and Leiter is also prepared for the massive consumption of destiny points.

Although the real simulation every day has only a little impact on the bottleneck, compared with other people, in reality, meditation is hard, and the speed of advancement is determined by talent and the level of meditation. Leiter believes that this is a shortcut anyway. He is already satisfied.

   "Master, you seem to be in a good mood. Would you like a glass of blueberry juice at this time?" Sveta immediately greeted the master when he saw him go downstairs.

   "No, I still have things to do."

   "Master's wishes come true." Sveta watched Leiter leave the castle.

  The light from the opened door shone in, reflecting on his golden hair, he squinted his eyes, spring was coming.

"drink!"

"ha!"

  The knight training ground, the field in the last area, has been equipped with a row of brand-new targets in recent days.

   But standing in the centre of the field, it was still Tadel and Coors. After several days of communication and running, their coaches decided on the future training system.

   In the morning, Tadel and Coors are in charge of training related to sword and shield, and in the afternoon, Franno and Laurine are in charge of training in archery and ranger.

   Until someone breaks through to the first level of knight, then further refine the choice: major in close combat, or major in ranger, to conduct special training around the clock.

  Tader maintained a strict style, correcting the movements of the thirteen apprentice knights.

   "Don't move, hold on for another ten minutes!" Coors' voice reached the ears of every apprentice knight.

   "You, raise your hand a little higher."

   "And you, don't turn your **** up!"

"Huh? Brisso, keep your shoulders straight. Don't think that I don't know this kind of lazy trick. If you play such a clever trick again, I will report your situation to the lord!" Coors slapped him hard on the shoulder of a young apprentice knight.

   "I don't dare." Brissot, who was directly named, had a flash of panic in his eyes, and his posture was quite standard in an instant.

  Coors continued to walk back, "Miguel, don't shake your arms, adjust your breathing."

   "Well, Lawrence did well, with standard posture and even breathing. Everyone should be on par with this student!" Coors showed satisfaction when his eyes lingered on Lawrence.

   Walking from the front to the back, Coors came to Thales, and his expression softened.

   "Master Thales, today is your first training session. Don't force yourself, if you can't hold on anymore, you can take a break." Coors spoke softly.

   Tadel also came around from the side, "The body should combine work and rest."

"Huh, I see, I feel like I can hold on!" Thales panted, holding a small wooden sword in his hand, keeping the stabbing motion motionless. The stone hanging in front of the wooden sword was bigger than the others It's a big circle.

  Sweat ran down his cheeks and dripped onto his neck. Thales felt itchy and wanted to scratch it.

  Suddenly a breeze blew gently, and a burst of coolness hit his heart. Thales was refreshed and felt in great condition, and the sweat on his neck was also dried.

   A voice came from behind.

   "Thales, good job, keep going! When your body is failing, your will is your greatest weapon!"

  Thales' eyes were full of surprise, it turned out his father was behind him!

   "Master, what you said makes sense!"

   "A casual sentence is a golden sentence, I think Master Thales will be able to do it!" Tadel boasted.

   While dealing with the master, Coors did not forget to observe the situation of his students, and suddenly sternly shouted: "Mengsk, don't shake your thighs! Your chassis is unstable, so you have to work harder to make up for your shortcomings!"

  Rett glanced at him and saw a strong young man, his thighs seemed to be trembling faintly. After Coors stopped him, the amplitude became smaller and smaller and finally stabilized.

After Ten minutes passed.

  Thales felt like a century had passed, the long sword in his hand suddenly loosened, and the stones and the wooden sword fell to the ground, he staggered back two steps, and finally stood and stabilized.

   Tucker came from the other side. He had just reached a critical point in practising fighting skills and could not give up.

   This will look at Taylor whose hair is soaked in sweat, as if he has taken a bath, and gives a thumbs up: "Haha, it lasts longer than I thought!"

  Hearing this, the tired Thales was stimulated again, and raised his chin, "Hmph, what do you need to say?"

  Leite smiled slightly, putting his hands on Taylor's shoulders, "Today is a good start, I hope it will continue in the future.

  I asked Maru to make roasted whole lamb specially, at this time, it should be ready just now."

  Tales' eyes lit up, "Really? Father."

   As soon as the voice fell, Thales felt a gust of wind around him, and Tucker ran away in a big step first!

  Tales' complexion changed, and he hurriedly chased after him, "Brother, wait for me!"

afternoon.

  Leite did not choose to meditate to recover quickly after draining his mental strength again during magic training but walked towards the inside of the training ground.

   Seen in the deeper shooting range, Laurin was explaining with a bow in her hand.

  Franno carefully observed the physique and mental outlook of each apprentice knight. Today is their husband and wife. After recovering from their injuries, they are training for the first time. They are still a little uncomfortable.

  Seeing the figure of the lord appearing at the door, Franno's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward.

   "Good afternoon, my lord." Franco greeted with a smile, "Lauryn is explaining the basics of archery to them, but...the bow and arrow reserves here seem to be insufficient."

   "Well, this is also a problem." Leiter raised his brows, pondered for a moment, and planned to ask the other party's opinion first, then said: "You are familiar with bows and arrows, do you have any good suggestions?"

 "My lord, I do have some ideas." Franno thought in his eyes, turned his head back, watched for a while on the rock, iron and wood long sword in the hands of the apprentice knight, and then said: "These few days After communicating with Coors and Tadel, I learned that the training long sword you purchased before, my lord, is made of special rock ironwood."