My elf died again

Compared with other classes, in the past three months, Bernal did not teach them anything else in the martial arts class. They were either running with weights or practicing boxing every time.

Moreover, not only in martial arts classes, every morning before dawn, Bernal would wake them up with his unique lion roar, put on the specially-made training clothes blessed by magic, and surround them. Jialin Academy ran two laps.

Therefore, it can be said that they are as tired as dead dogs every day.

Speaking of which, Jialin Academy's martial arts classes and daily weight-bearing runs have been fixed since the academy was founded.

"You all run faster for me. If anyone cannot complete ten laps within the prescribed time, he will be punished by taking care of Yalong for a week. In addition, the top ten will receive extra meals."

At this time, everyone in the first-year junior class was running around the South Square.

Bernal followed behind them, yelling from time to time.

Hearing about the punishment and extra meals, they stimulated some potential.

When they first heard that the punishment was to take care of the dragon, many of them were quite happy. After all, it was really exciting to be in contact with such a powerful creature for a long time.

However, when they actually do it, they realize that it is not as easy as they thought.

Yalong's food intake is astonishing, and naturally the excrement produced is also extremely shocking. When he heard that he had to take care of Yalong for a week, his face turned green.

"Teacher Bernal, running and practicing boxing every day is so boring. Why don't you teach us something else, such as sword skills and so on."

After ten laps, after a short rest, someone suggested, and others looked at Bernal expectantly. They saw those seniors playing swords, and they felt so cool.

"Hehe, you can learn sword skills if you want. If any of you can withstand ten moves from Barton, I will teach you sword skills."

Barton is Bernal's young apprentice, and he is similar in age to these first-year magicians. In the first class, they saw Barton's close combat power.

As for Bernal's eldest apprentice, we saw him often in the first few days, but he was nowhere to be seen after that. I heard from Barton that Prio left the academy and went on an adventure with a few graduated magicians. .

"real"

"Of course it's true." Bernal looked at Barton aside and said, "Barton, just compete with them, don't hold back."

"Yes."

Barton stepped forward, looked at them, and said: "Which of you comes first?"

"Let me compare with you." At this time, a person from the earth class walked out. He was stronger than the magicians of the same age. At least in terms of size, he was on par with Barton.

"You can use magic." Barton said.

"That's what you said." The sturdy earth element class student chuckled. He first used the earth element's primary magic "Rock Armor Technique", then clenched his fists and rushed forward.

Although Rock Armor is a primary magic, but due to the limitations of the magic power, none of the students in the first-year earth element class have yet reached full-body armor.

The earth student who fought against Barton was considered to be at an above-average level, and could already attach armor to his entire arm.

Patton did not dodge, but fought punch to punch.

Bang Barton's body shook slightly, and the opponent stepped back ten steps before stopping. There was a click, and the armor on his arm also shattered at this moment.

One move, just one move

Barton usually practices with them and is a simple and honest fat man.

Although they knew that Barton was stronger than them, they thought that after practicing for three months, their strength had increased so much that they would not be able to sustain even ten moves.

But now, it was a bit surprising to them that the most powerful person among them was defeated by one move.

After a while, someone from the first-year wind department junior class challenged Barton.

Obviously, having learned the previous lesson, this person in the wind class did not fight Barton head-on. Instead, he took advantage of the strengths of the wind magician and wanted to use his agility to launch a sneak attack and defeat Barton.

However, he still underestimated Barton. Although he was fat, he was a flexible fat man.

As soon as the person from the junior wind class got close, Barton pushed him to the ground and rubbed him against him.

Next, each element