The Strongest Knight

After the long-distance running training, the morning sun had risen high, covering the thirteen trainees.

No one fell behind, and all thirteen teenagers persevered.

In the end, the ones who completed the training task were Gray, Garu, Plan, and Jackson. After all, there was one more lap, which was a distance of ten kilometers.

Plan was lucky. Although he almost lost half his life after completing the task, at least he was still able to stand.

The simple boy Jackson rolled directly to the ground, but Gray was still a little surprised that he could hold on.

Some people are hard-working geniuses, and perhaps the mediocre Jackson is one of these people.

Gray was actually a little worried about himself. Others might not know, but he knew that today's Garu and Plan had made great progress compared to him.

Even Jackson and several other teenagers may have better physical talents than him.

This is the importance of talent. Gray has been training hard for three years, but when someone with stronger talent gives him guidance and starts to move forward at the same speed, it is easy for him to be caught up.

What can he do? Gray smiled bitterly in his heart. Next, he will definitely go all out and hope that he will not be surpassed by too many people.

"Get up! I've already wasted dozens of minutes waiting for you!"

Instructor Roland had no sympathy at all. It was the boy himself who asked to increase the difficulty, so he had to complete what he said.

"Line up, next training task - chop with heavy swords three thousand times!"

Following Roland's words, the thirteen knight trainees dragged their exhausted bodies and followed him.

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In a martial arts arena in Birch Castle, thirteen knights from the academy placed a 1.8-meter-long and 20-centimeter-wide heavy sword in front of them.

The soldiers in the castle put down their heavy swords, saluted Roland, and then left.

"Then, let's get started."

"The heavy sword is the most important weapon for a knight besides the lance. It can be controlled and chopped on horseback. Even if the mount is lost, the power of the heavy sword still exists!"

"When holding the heavy sword with one hand, the maximum attack distance is superior; when holding the heavy sword with two hands, the combo and attack and defense switching speed are fast. Of course, your current strength is simply not enough to hold an eighty-jin heavy sword with one hand for a long time. Just listen to the techniques I am talking about now and remember them."

"When the attack method is such that the weapon carries the body weight through the object, holding it with both hands can better transmit the body's energy and exert the greatest power..."

"Follow my moves." Roland didn't waste any words. He picked up the heavy sword and turned around, facing the wooden stake in front of him.

"Hold the hilt of the sword with both hands! Hold it tight!"

Roland held the heavy sword with both hands, "Take a deep breath!"

The heavy sword was raised high.

"drink!!"

With a roar, the half-meter-thick wooden stake in front of Roland was cut in half! !

bang bang bang...

A series of dull sounds were heard; this was the sound of thirteen students holding heavy swords and slashing at the wooden stakes in front of them.

Unlike the wooden stake in front of Roland that was split in two, the wooden stakes in front of the students remained motionless...

Gray had three years of experience in chopping wood, and the movements of chopping with a heavy sword were somewhat similar to those of felling wood. Gray's back muscles played a big role, and lifting the eighty-pound heavy sword and chopping seemed much easier than other teenagers.

However, even so, when Gray chopped down with his sword, the wooden stake in front of him only had a white mark left on it, which was no match for Roland.

Gray seemed to sense some kind of power far beyond that of an ordinary person in Roland the moment he exerted his strength. Perhaps that was the power of the Knight's Soul? Could it greatly enhance the strength of the body?

You know, the material of this wooden stake is purple oak, which is as hard as rock. Roland can cut it in half with one stroke. The power he possesses is unimaginable to Gray now.

The other thirteen knight trainees also looked at Roland with sparkling eyes.

"Envy? Longing? Haha, finish these three thousand moves first. Each sword must be raised above your head before being slashed down! I believe you will not and dare not be lazy. Then, whoever finishes first, if there is enough time, I will teach you some knight sword skills in advance."

As soon as Roland finished speaking, a series of banging sounds rang out.

The knight sword skills taught by the knight apprentice! Who wouldn’t want to learn them!

The thirteen students all raised their heavy swords high, and then swung the heavy swords in their hands with all their might.

Among them, Gray worked particularly hard.

Sword skills?

Skills rely on comprehension rather than physical talent. My physical talent is not outstanding, or even poor. Perhaps I can only rely on sword skills to win against others in the end!

Be one step ahead and be ahead at every step!

This sword skill must be learned by oneself in advance.

Three thousand chops? Gray calmed down and took a deep breath, then began to go all out to complete the training task set by Roland.

Even though it is just a simple action of chopping with the heavy sword, for the thirteen students under the age of fifteen, each chop requires almost mobilizing the strength of the whole body.

"One! Two!..."

"Thirteen! Fourteen..."

Every time the students chopped the wooden stakes, they would shout out the number of times they chopped. This was Roland's requirement.

At the beginning, the students could still maintain a speed of two strikes in three seconds. After more than a hundred times, the speed began to slow down significantly.

Garu, this talented guy, chopped at a terrifying rate of one chops per second. After completing more than three hundred chops, his speed slowed down.

Gray felt that although Garou seemed silent and didn't say anything, he actually regarded him as a dangerous opponent and wanted to defeat him in this training mission.

However, Garu was destined to be disappointed.

After getting used to the weight and swinging style of the heavy sword, Gray quickly incorporated the chopping skills he had mastered from three years of felling experience into swinging the heavy sword.

Gray could have chopped once per second, or even faster, but he chose not to do so.

Gray maintained a speed of chopping twice every three seconds, leaving the other students behind at a steady pace, and then steadily caught up with Garu.

When Gray uttered the number one thousand and Garu was still at nine hundred and ninety-eight, Garu's body visibly shook.

Haha... I'm sorry, I can't let you, Gray said in his heart after noticing Garu's body movements, and continued to chop with his heavy sword.

Gray completed the training mission at a terrifyingly steady pace, taking an hour and fifteen minutes.

During the entire process of three thousand chops, Gray's speed did not change at all.

At this time, Garu, who was in second place, had just completed two thousand chops, red-haired Plan had just passed fifteen hundred, Jackson had twelve hundred, and the rest of the students had barely broken a thousand.

The heavy sword was much heavier than the axe. In the last thousand chops, Gray maintained his speed entirely by willpower.

Now that he had completed the training task, looked around, and confirmed that he was the first, Gray let go of his hand and collapsed to the ground, and the heavy sword fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"Pick it up. Don't you want to learn sword skills?" Roland appeared in front of Gray with a half-smile on his face.

Hearing this, Gray quickly got up.