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Chapter 412

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Although Carter was a powerful warrior and an experienced lecturer, his lecture was not lively at all. Perhaps all the lecturers in the academy were influenced by Dean Randolph's dull-witted personality. Dean Randolph's lecture was not interesting at all. Perhaps all the lecturers in the academy were influenced by Dean Randolph.

However, there was no doubt that he was a selfless lecturer. He would try his best to answer every question from the academy.

Therefore, none of the students would miss this opportunity. They were all very serious in the class.

Reynolds, who found the theory boring, was still sleepy. It was just a theory, and there was no need for him to digest this boring knowledge. Therefore, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep on the table …

Feeling a bone-chilling cold on his head, Reynolds, who had dreamed of some strange things, woke up with a start. He raised his head with a blank expression and was about to ask something. Suddenly, he remembered that he was in a classroom in Chang 'an Academy in Tang Dynasty.

It was a familiar scene.

However, the blackboard was replaced by a magic mirror, and the chalk was replaced by an ice ball. Carter was standing on the podium. He was so angry that he was glaring at Reynolds. His hand was still open, and his palm was facing Reynolds. Obviously, he was the one who threw the ice ball.

Eirinn's face was full of helplessness. She had already poked Reynolds's waist several times when she saw that the situation wasn't good.

Aleen's waist was a vital part of her body, and she would burst out laughing if she used any force. However, it did not work on Reynolds.

Carter's face darkened. "Excuse me, is my lecture that boring?"

Reynolds hurriedly said, "You're too kind, Mr. Carter. Your narration is lively, witty, and humorous. My respect for you is like a surging river, endless and unending. It's also like …"

Carter interrupted him and said, "Very well. Now, go to the warrior training field in the back of the mountain and chop the Trial Stone a thousand times! Come back when you have enough data! "

Reynolds walked out of the classroom embarrassedly. He could not help but feel that it was funny and unbelievable.

No matter which school he was in, the teachers were all the same.



The Stone of Trials was a type of stone used by Warriors and Assassins who used heavy or light weapons to practice basic movements such as hacking, chopping, knocking, and stabbing to increase their strength. It wasn't accurate to call it a stone, because it wasn't as hard as ordinary stones. Instead, it was flexible, just like cow tendons. In fact, it was a kind of strange plant. When it was injured by external forces, it could recover at an astonishing speed by absorbing particles in the air. It was a pity that there wasn't a lot of it, otherwise, it would definitely be the best material for the city walls.

However, the production of Trial Stones was enough to become the training tools of the academy. Moreover, they were of the best quality. If they were really hard and big stones, after a few slashes, the recoil would split the skin between the thumb and the index finger. Inferior weapons would even be greatly damaged, making it difficult to achieve the effect of high-frequency training.

Another benefit of the Stone of Trials was that the feeling of the weapons clashing against it was similar to that of many magical beasts and humans. This would allow the martial artist to be fully mentally prepared when they set foot on the battlefield in the future.

However, even if it was a flexible object, it was not an easy task to cut it thousands of times. Furthermore, he could not be lazy. This was because the academy's Trial Stone had a built-in recording device. If he cut the stone, the data would be recorded. However, when his strength reached a certain level, the number of cuts recorded would increase. It was not something that could be done just by fooling around. And all the records would be automatically cleared after the tester took out the data sheet, leaving it for future testers to continue practicing. Also, during the practice period, the frequency of every ten minutes could not be lower than a certain value. Otherwise, it would also be cleared, and it would not be possible to split the time to complete it. The cultivation of perseverance and willpower required a spurt of energy. This was especially true when magical beasts were attacking cities or when foreign countries were in conflict. Warriors, knights, and other occupations had to stand at the forefront, resisting the tide of magical beasts and armies. Sometimes, it was simply impossible to stop and take a breather.

The academy often used the Trial Stones to arrange the training tasks for the students. There was no need for the instructors to personally supervise them. Instead, the students themselves had to hand in the data sheet. Generally speaking, it was a rare and good opportunity to be able to study in the academy. Almost everyone would work hard and would not be lazy. They would strive to absorb as much knowledge as possible before graduation and stride towards the path of the strong.

The Trial Stones were usually only used during the practical class, but today was an exception. This was because the academy was currently only at the theory class stage for the freshmen. However, there was one more person in the freshmen's trial field. In the large field with an area of three thousand square meters, there was only one person. This was because it was class time. Reynolds panted as he held the special training knife for the trial field. He slashed at the Trial Stone in front of him again and again.

"805,806,807,808 …" Reynolds listened to the value transmitted from the recording device and wiped his sweat. His arm was completely numb, and even lifting it was a bit of a problem. He was still a little short of the thousand that the old fellow Carter had requested. In fact, the freshmen's task was usually around five hundred. However, Carter's requirements were strict, and he was a little harsh on this freshman who dared to sleep in his class. At the same time, it served as an example to others.

Reynolds used all his strength to slash at the stone, but he could only cut it as deep as a thumb. Then, the Trial Stone would return to normal soon after. This made Reynolds feel very defeated. Finally, he could not help but sit on the ground. However, his butt had not even warmed up yet. "Beep beep, beep beep …" The recording device in the Trial Stone issued a warning, reminding the tester that the frequency of ten minutes was too low. If he did not work hard, he might not be able to meet the requirements. Instead, he would be forcefully cleared, and all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Reynolds helplessly picked up the large knife prepared by the trial field. He imagined the Trial Stone to be Carter's hateful face that had embarrassed him. His strength grew again, and he used all his strength to slash at the stone.

It was not because Reynolds's physical strength was too weak, but because Reynolds had never intended to use Li Bai's strength to carry out the trial.

After having a taste of using his ordinary strength to slash at the Trial Stone, Reynolds felt that his whole body was about to fall apart.

Fortunately, Reynolds discovered that he did not know why, but after coming to the King's Realm, his physique seemed to have become better and better. For example, this punishment of one thousand slashes. If it was in the past, he might not even be able to finish one hundred slashes before his physical strength was overdrawn.

"Huff, huff …" When Reynolds held the value of one thousand, he was so tired that he directly laid down on the trial field. His whole body seemed to have fallen apart, and he did not want to get up. He just wanted to sleep like this.

So tired!!

Reynolds let out a loud roar as if he was venting. He took out a bottle of ice-cold Biyeling from his Apocalypse Bracelet and drank it all in one go.

Drinking happy water after exercising was really too refreshing.

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