Wednesday, October 19, 873, Dawn Calendar.

Underground of the Huiyao Capital Club, on the training ground of the underground base of the Gria City, the Imperial Executive Office, Allen is suffering the most rigorous exercise in his life.

"Bang!"

A figure flew out like a rag sack, smashing heavily to the ground, causing a burst of violent dust.

The dust filled the surroundings, making the figure slightly blurred.

Allen's hands were sore and supported on the ground and wanted to stand up, but it was just in vain. His trembling limbs were protesting and wailing, as if he could no longer bear the pain at this moment.

“Stand up.”

A somewhat indifferent word came from the front, with a cold tone as if there was no emotion. Deria stood there, wearing a loose martial arts costume, the overall feeling was casual and casual, but her face was as cold as ice.

Allen tried his best to squeeze every inch of his body, trying to squeeze water from the already cracked soil, but no matter what he did, he was powerless, as if his limbs were no longer driven by his own power, and there was only a numbness and powerlessness lingering.

[Second Regeneration] The expertise continues to function in the body, bringing the illusion of numbness, but it cannot be used too much. After all, this expertise only tends to regeneration, which has a certain effect on improving endurance and physical strength recovery, but it is not obvious.

The holy light that had become dim and thin wandered in Alan's body, constantly comforting his already restless body.

"Is it just that? It's really an insignificant performance."

Deria stood there quietly, with no expression on his face as cold as steel, and his words were as bitter as the cold wind blowing from the Arctic Icefield across the Deerros Mountains. However, at the angle that Alan could not see, deep in his eyes, the hidden regret and hope could still be seen.

What he was regretting and what he was hoping for might not know anyone except herself.

"Let's just do it today."

Deria finally sighed slightly, her stiff and cold expression softened and turned around and prepared to leave.

"Huh..."

A hoarse and low voice came from behind, as if the beast that had retreated to the dead end began to roar the last roar, with unwillingness and madness in his tone.

Hearing this voice, Deria, who had turned around, couldn't help but show a warm smile on his face, but the next moment, the smile on his face was restrained and he became cold again.

"Come again."

Allen climbed up from the ground, and his somewhat unconscious mind had not started to work, and his mouth had already spoken vague words ahead of him.

"good."

Deria didn't say anything more, but just slowly put on a stance.

It seemed to be the most common position, even those who don’t know how to fight could imitate one or two, but when Deria put in this position, his breathing began to quiet, becoming heavy and erratic. On the huge training ground, suddenly no wind started to open, and the light wind started to hit Xuan'er around the two of them. The scene began to be silent, leaving only the sound of breathing and working in the air exchange valve buried above his head.

Even Alan, who was a little confused by the previous consecutive blows, could not help but shivered at this time, as if he felt some terrifying threat. Before his vague consciousness began to move, his body spontaneously took a very similar posture to Deria in front of him.

The body is slightly arched, and the big dragon on the spine is lurking like a python, and its arms are placed in front of it to guard against possible attacks at any time.

Sao!

It seemed as if a strong wind blew up on the ground. Deria suddenly stepped on the ground, and his strong body ripped apart the air and pulled out an extremely obvious trajectory.

However, it is extremely obvious that Deria did not use his full strength. Otherwise, not to mention whether the ground on the training ground could withstand the full explosion of a silver-level warrior, a brilliant and bursting sonic bomb cloud would appear in the air alone.

But none of this has happened now, which only means that Deria is still controlling his power. Otherwise, Alan would not have fought with the other party for so long.

Doudou!

It sounded like a sirens that began to call the alarm in the factory, awakening Alan, who had not yet fully recovered from his sanity.

His scalp was numb, and his hair was trembling as if it had been electrocuted. Even though he had not yet fully recovered, Alan, who had suffered no fewer beatings in the past three days, followed his physical guidance and began to dodge.

Alan, who was originally shaking as if he would fall down the next moment, swayed his body at this moment and avoided Derria, who was charging forward with great power.

But before he could be glad, Deria appeared on the left of Allen the next moment, and his right arm was straight like a gun, causing a harsh sound of wind, as if a cracked silk sound appeared in the air, clearly appearing in Allen's ears.

Alan, who suffered such a high-intensity attack, was completely awake at this moment. Even though he still felt the pain of tingling and tearing everywhere, he seemed to have not sensed it, and just suddenly turned his body.

The left leg suddenly landed on the ground, and a heavy sound came out in an instant, stirring up a slight dust. The sweat on Allen's body also fell down. At that moment, the left leg seemed to expand in a circle, and it was heavy like a pile driver.

Alan's swaying body stabilized and set his center down. His body moved with it. His right leg suddenly popped out, squeezing all the power in his body and kicked towards Deria.

Alan seemed to be able to hear the whistling of cells in his body, as if the old machinery made an overwhelming squeak, but the light in Alan's eyes was extremely bright at this moment.

There is no doubt that the legs are longer than the hands. Although Allen's body is not very tall and even more ordinary than Derria, as long as the gap is not large to a certain extent, there is still an insurmountable gap between the length of the hands and legs.

Alan has been used to Deria's speed in the past few days, knowing that if he fell into the other party's rhythm from the beginning, he would sooner or later lose.

Moreover, although Deria used the speed and strength of the Black Iron-level warrior to train him, the physical fitness has not changed at all. His physical strength is definitely the silver level. If Allen wants to use any method to delay time and consume physical strength, he is simply thinking too much.

More importantly, he has been beaten so many times before, and now he is basically disabled. If he doesn't fight while he still has a blow, he will end up being powerless to fight again.

Just as Allen was thinking about this, he fisted and kicked together with the strong wind and the sound of the wind.

Wow!

The air seemed to have ripples on the water surface, and the water lines rippled and spread, but at the next moment it turned into a violent wind and rushed towards all directions.

But before these strong winds could hit the people watching the fun around them, a light blue light suddenly appeared in the air, as if it turned into a barrier in an instant, resisting these crazy mists that turned into substance, and also eliminating the aftermath in the scene.

At this time, Allen was leaning weakly in Derria's arms, his whole body was covered with dense dust, and there was a dark red corner of his mouth. He was extremely sloppy and embarrassed, as if he was a beggar from somewhere. There could be some abnormal twists on his right leg.

"Take him down and cultivate."

Deria looked at the handing of Allen in her hand to the first Renard who came forward, and then turned around and left.

Renard didn't say anything, and directly used a floating technique to suspend Allen in the air and take him to the sanitary room in the underground base.

The executive department specialists around who were injured and trained newcomers looked at the departed protagonist, but they did not have the interest to continue watching, and they all dispersed in 305.

"Mr. Derria's attack was really powerful and violent."

"Yes, yes, no simple straight punch can be so fierce."

"Are you all following Mr. Derria? I think the new boy is pretty good and a good seedling."

"That's right, at least from the moment, it's worthy of his special ability."

The bustling crowd gradually faded away, and the turbulent discussions and discussions began to become thinner.

Deria turned around and returned to his room at the underground base and sat on the wooden bed in the bedroom. The bed was extremely simple, even so simple that it did not match his identity.

He sat there, leaning against the head of the bed, silent in the darkness, without rest, as if waiting for something.

"You've been here for so long." An extremely mellow voice rang out in this empty room.

Suddenly, light appeared in the dark room, and Master Ryan, who was in the robe of the infinite starry sky wizard and Ms. Kelly in a red dress appeared in his bedroom.

"Ah, aren't you used to it?" Deria didn't get up, but opened her closed eyes, as if a thunder flashed between the people, and the house that had already turned on the lights was bright for a moment.

"I can basically know why you are here." Deria still sat on the bed and did not get up, but straightened her body and straightened her back straight.

"Since you know, can you tell us?"

Ms. Kelly said nothing, but sat down behind Master Ryan.

"You are well-deserved masters in terms of mages and even spell casters."

"However, different fighters are different, and so are the soldiers."

Deria did not speak directly, but just said some irrelevant words first.

Master Ryan was not angry because of the other person's tactfulness, but just quietly felt what the other person meant.

At this point, except for the poor hostile relationship, they rarely get sloppy, let alone although the three of them are the strongest combat power of the Gria City Executive Department, and the three of them seem to have equal status, these two can also be regarded as his juniors. He has known these two for many years, and he believes that the other party will not make excuses.

"I understand that you may be because I am too strict and harsh in Allen's training today, but these are all trainings that a warrior must get. He will inevitably go through the tempering of blood and fire in the future, and will inevitably have a bumpy journey. Only he can help him through all this."

"Everything is nothingness, everything is false, no one can protect him forever, even us cannot."

Deria said here, her face that had been calm was wafting. She looked at Master Ryan with a very subtlety, and a hint of nostalgia and remembrance were revealed in her eyes.

After a while of silence, he still spoke unfinished words, "Just like his father."

When she heard this, Ms. Kelly, who had not spoken on the side, seemed to be half angry at this moment, her majestic aura was not triggered, and she had a strong sense of oppression.

"You are crazy, Deria, ask this in front of the master." The originally charming and seductive tone became as thorny as a blooming red rose at this moment, and was sent to Deria's ears by an extremely hidden sound transmission technique.

"Okay, Kelly, don't blame Deria, he cares about Alan too."

The originally mellow charming male voice also became low at this time, full of perceived aging. Master Ryan waved his hand indifferently, preventing Kelly from "accounting for accountability".

Kelly was actually angry and blamed, but she was more worried about Derria, afraid that Derria would get rid of the master because of this. Even though she knew that the other party was not such a person, she was so worried.

Therefore, even though she knew that her voice transmission technique was like a classmate in front of Master Ryan, as if she was unprepared, she also wanted to make Derria retell before the master got angry.

"You are right. After experiencing the incident of Alessandra, I understand more and more how much darkness there was in the things that happened back then."

"But what I want to say is that in my opinion, Allen has done enough. Even if I am not a warrior, I can understand Allen's excellence, but why are you still not satisfied."

The master closed his eyes slightly to calm down his restlessness, but he still asked.

"Master, you should understand what Allen is facing, and what he needs is not only excellence, but excellence, and strength beyond his limits."

"And, the advancement of the warrior to silver is not as simple as the caster."

"Awakening the soul, ignite the fire of will, and creating miracles in an instant, is an extremely difficult step."

"To break through the silver level, you need to have the most determined and firm mind, the will to look for hope in despair and create possible in the impossible."

"This is why fighting spirit and magic are called the power of miracles."

"Among the empire, the elf king's court, the deep sea abyss, the ring of truth and so on, among the extraordinary people on the surface and among the extraordinary people hidden in the dark, the combined number of silver levels is only a few hundred, but the total number of all the black iron levels and even those professions who are struggling to find in the extraordinary way is difficult to estimate."

"As such a huge base, only so much silver can appear, which is enough to show how difficult it is to achieve the silver level in the era when the demon tide is just beginning."

Master Ryan opened his eyes when he heard this and understood what the other party meant.

"There are no warriors who cannot make progress. Those who cannot make progress have long died in battles one after another."

"I can't give him much, I can only try my best to guide him to the right path and help him build a will that is stronger than steel, and I hope he can grow up as soon as possible."

"And Allen can only have the most basic security by upgrading to silver."

Ms. Kelly, who had been sitting aside and listening, also interrupted, "Aren't you afraid of being useless?"

"He is Brother Roy's child. If he can't even get through the storm in front of him, then I'd rather he be ruined in my hands."
Chapter completed!