i used to be a devil

teach?From the perspective of strengths or weaknesses, there is no such thing as a perfect and precise analysis of your strengths and weaknesses, which does not exist for Yi Rang.

Don't expect him to be able to explain carefully, then focus on analysis, and then draw inferences from one instance and other behaviors...

Yirang didn't have the patience to teach the knights what they needed to learn.He will only do one of the simplest and most brutal ways, which is to make you attack - and then he hits you, brackets laughing.

Such a situation is unquestionable: after all, there is really no one in this world who can defeat Yi Rang, who was once the devil and even killed the first god.

The whole process was a one-sided beating, and Yirang did not make any comments on Ferrero's behavior and attack methods.After all, in Yi Rang's eyes, none of his behaviors were offensive at all, they were all limp, like the behavior of a child jumping at him casually.

Want him to say something that is too slow, not strong enough, unresponsive... and so on?

Yi Rang would directly answer everything with an idiot's gaze.

In the eyes of Yi Rang, the former No. [-] God and the other eleven envoys joined forces, and they were all war scum. If he wanted to get the evaluation of being barely qualified from him, he might have passed out of a coma, right?

——This kind of thing is impossible even in dreams.

"..." Ferrero got up from the ground again, and every time he gasped for breath, he felt the pain in his bones.And every time the throbbing pain hits, he becomes more sober and understands more clearly how unfathomably powerful the person standing in front of him is.

The branch in Yirang's hand was simply tempered by him-this behavior made his face ugly, but Ferrero felt that his action of tidying up himself did not mean to weaken at all.

So sure enough, Teacher Yi Rang should actually be from the warrior department instead of the mage department, right?

"Do you want to rest?"

Still standing straight, after Ferrero tried to attack from all directions for such a long time, Yirang's position did not move half a point.

The vegetation within half a meter around him showed no signs of being trampled on.

In other words, he basically beat Ferrero for so long with nothing moving except his hands.

Ferrero's situation pales in comparison.

"call--"

Taking a little deep breath, Ferrero adjusted his breath, and then pursed his mouth again and looked at Yi Rang who seemed to be standing in front of him defenselessly. With the pitiful strength left in him, he replied firmly to Yi Rang, "No need."

- Quite energetic.

Yirang, who didn't think about things like physical endurance at all, just came to an objective conclusion without any emotional ups and downs in his heart.

After that, he still held the branch and stood there, and after getting Ferrero's answer, he was ready to continue waiting for his attack.

The muscles all over his body were clamoring for exhaustion, and even his bones felt aching.After Ferrero reluctantly adjusted his state, he launched an attack again as before.

Flowing water speeds up, armor shelters—

The forced outburst of force caused a fundamental change in the speed of Ferrero's attack this time, and the next attack unknowingly carried a bit of desperate meaning, and even the moves became fierce.

It seems that the long-term beating seems to have made a leap, and Ferrero even felt that he had touched the boundary of the breakthrough...

"Well--"

The attack was easily dispelled by Yirang. In the third move, Ferrero was picked off by Yirang, who was unwilling to defend such a boring attack. The weapon he was holding was even dropped, and then he was beaten by the familiar The feeling of flying.

Reluctantly got up and looked over, Yi Rang was still standing where he was, without moving. The attack just now was like a breeze blowing on his face, other than that, it was useless.

Time and time again, he tried his best to get up, and was knocked into the air again and again by the familiar.

In the end, when he fell to the ground once, Ferrero could no longer remember the idea of ​​getting up—or rather, his instinct was making him forget that he could continue to get up.

The feeling of vomiting from his stomach made him retch, and he felt like he had already digested what he ate in the morning. Except for a little gastric juice, he didn't seem to vomit anything.

Controlling himself to stop vomiting, Ferrero struggled to turn himself over and lay flat on the ground, thinking silently, this time he really couldn't get up.

Even if he wanted to be brave, he couldn't do it anymore. No matter how much he could convince himself rationally and emotionally that he should stand up and continue, the physical facts told him bluntly that he really couldn't get up.

This is the limit.

Ferrero, who was lying on the ground with his dead body up, was a little nervous. He was a little worried that Yi Ran would think he was tired.

The other party's unsalty attitude actually made him a little scared from the very beginning.

He probably still remembers what the former Iran Field was like.That guy looked a little serious, not easy to get along with.

Only when facing Teacher Polly, his attitude softened, and his expression became a little more lively...

He has a slightly posturing look, and sometimes appears arrogant in his temper, but the point is that his eyes are a little higher than the top.

To be honest, just relying on the strength of his third-level mage, these personality characteristics can be combined into one sentence: the heart is higher than the sky, and the life is thinner than the paper. God lives up to the subject's qualifications.

...However, the former Mrs. Iran Field still looked like a human being.

His emotions are always based on something that can be explored.

On the contrary, the present Mrs. Iran Field——

This idea flashed through his mind, and Ferrero was stunned for a few minutes, waiting for the other party to say something at this time, whether it was evaluation, advice, or criticism.

Is that all for today?

Ferrero, who lay on the spot with such a mood for a long time, never spoke, and never wanted to struggle.The scene was deadlocked for more than ten seconds, and Yirang spoke. Ferrero heard the other party's voice unchanged from the past, but his tone was indescribably superior, "Do you need a rest?"

Wanting to cover his head and howl, he was able to force himself to give an answer against his will to the same question before, but now he really feels a little powerless.

If this unilateral beating continues without any breakthrough at all, Ferrero feels that his self-confidence is likely to collapse in this kind of practice.

Also, is this really a practice?

Instinctively wailed in his mind and said to rest and rest, if this continues, he will stay in bed until the competition is over, but he still said against his will: "Wait for me for a while, then continue."

Having been selected, Yi Rang blinked without any fluctuations. From his point of view, the negative aura of the kid in front of him has all disappeared.

Thinking of it this way, it should be almost the same.

But since the opponent still wants to continue to find inspiration in combat power, he can still meet this requirement.After all, in terms of the comparison between strength and mana, his strength is always many times that of the pitifully small mana.

——Just deal with a kid, no matter how many times he is knocked into the air, there is no problem.

Once again, because of the gap in strength in cognition, a completely different route in the thinking circuit was created. After Yi Rang realized the strange intention again, and after he solved the time when he was a little concerned, there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was not moved by Ferrero's stubborn request, which was clearly unable to climb, but it always made him feel happy to look like a short-legged pet struggling to climb the stairs.

What he said, standing at the top and looking at it, I feel that I need to support the other party well.

Fumbling for a bottle of recovery medicine in the alchemy pocket, Yi Rang walked towards Ferrero who was lying on the ground, pinched the bottle and brought the medicine to Ferrero, shaking it in front of Ferrero's eyes, "Then continue."

——At that moment, Ferrero felt his brain tremble a little. Looking at Yi Ran's smile, he had a bad guess.

……

The effect of the recovery potion passed, and Ferrero, who once again regained his bruised and embarrassed appearance, felt that the pain in his body this time seemed to be stronger than last time.

And it seems that the arm just broke off accidentally.

When he acted as a corpse on the ground again, he couldn't help recalling Yirang's attack and reaction speed every time in his mind, thinking about how to defend faster next time, while overwhelming the other half of his mind. Everyone is shouting, he will definitely refuse to continue if he asks again this time!

Lying there, the two thoughts mingled and quarreled with each other, and Ferrero's mind was as lively as a pot of boiling water.

He was waiting for Yirang to speak, but this time he waited for a long time and did not hear the voice——

"come over."

He heard Yi Ran say that.

His mind was trembling with fear again, and he didn't even have time to think about this sentence. He said it so nonchalantly that he didn't even know why he said it suddenly.

The limitation of the visual range made Ferrero feel irritable. After thinking for a long time, the words of explanation swirled around his mouth. Before he could finally speak out, he heard another voice coming from the same direction as Yirang: "I I just happened to pass by, and then just looked at it for a while.”

--Hey?

"Ok, I know."

"Then what, is this your student or something?"

"No."

"I think he is wearing the knight school uniform of the Imperial College Branch."

"Ask me if you have a conclusion?"

"..."

The conversation between the two sounded a little dry, or a little awkward.Wanting to know what was going on, Ferrero took a deep breath, held his breath, and stood up enduring the pain that made him want to scream.

He coughed out all the suffocated breath, and the blackness in front of his eyes finally passed. After carefully letting himself recover, he couldn't help but look over to Yi Rang curiously.

As a result, in the next second, he met Shang Yirang's slightly smiling face, and looked at him as if he was waiting for him.

Then Ferrero heard Yi Ran say in a slightly raised tone, "Do you have recovery potions?"

——Wait, Teacher Yirang, I didn't mean to continue!

……