"Onist, your body is so stable. How to practice? Is there any trick?"

After the training, Cote asked against the wall, sweating all over. Technically, Ernest was indeed a little lacking, but his basic skills were rare and solid.

"There is no trick, I just train according to my elder brother's words every day."

"It's just that half-squat? It's really so effective?" Cote had given up halfway.

"What my brother said must be reasonable." Ounister was very sure about this, and Kot also knew that asking Ounister's truth was equivalent to playing the piano against a cow.

Not far away, Emma was also contacting the sting. Many armored warriors were sneaking around. Whenever Emma was there, this kind of training class was often full.

As soon as Emma stopped, someone immediately put on his butt and sent a towel on him, which was quite good at serving.

Cote shook his head. He really couldn't stand these people. Do they think that Emma would be attracted to her in this way? On the contrary, she would only be looked down upon and wasting time with time. It would be better to train more. For Cote, who wants to become a great warrior, a woman would only hinder her.

He firmly believed that only by putting in one hundred and twenty percent of the effort could he become the very few successful people. Standing at the top of the empire, he longed for powerful power, a huge stage and that thrilling battle. When he thought of this, his wild blood of the Rhine tribe would heat up.

"Dear students, let me introduce you to a new friend, Pasios from the Northern Shenhui Province!"

Suddenly, there was a lot of discussion in the training ground of the armored warrior.

"Which Passius?"

"Can it be Pasius from Zanta City, Shenhui Province?"

"It seems to be him!"

"What did he do in Jerusalama?"

The discussion suddenly began to sound, and Pascius looked at the discussion around him in a rather peaceful manner, which was the indifference of the truly confident strong man.

"Kote, is this person very famous?" Ounister asked honestly.

"Blue Lion Pasius, a great character, how could he come to us!"

Although the Rhines are at the same time, as the northern type, Passius' body shape is a bit rougher, and the north has always suppressed the south, which is also related to the environment.

This northern lion came to the southern province inexplicably for a purpose.

"Kote, what kind of lion are you?" Ounister asked curiously.

"Haha, only the first-class Rhine will get the title. I don't have it yet, but if you defeat him, I will have it!"

The Rhine people have a rule, which is to grant the eight young people with the most potential to be named after their colors.

They are the red lion, the blue lion, the purple lion, the black lion, the white lion and the most promising golden lion.

Nebero was awarded the title of Golden Lion when he was ten years old, and it is recognized that although he is still young, his strength is too strong, so he removed the title of "young man".

The Blue Lion is a symbol of Pascius's strength.

No wonder Cott was so excited. In a formal duel, if you defeat the opponent, you can get the opponent's title.

Without enough strength, you cannot maintain it.

And Paros dared to come to the southern provinces, obviously he was not afraid of possible challengers at all.

Emma showed enough interest in her eyes. She liked the strong and always felt that Jerusalem and other goods were too bad. Now, there was finally an existence worthy of her level.

"Parros, I am Emma, ​​welcome you to Jerusalem War Academy."

When Emma took the initiative to lean on, Rhine, who was present, felt sad, but due to the name of Blue Lion, no one was willing to be cannon fodder.

"Miss Emma, ​​please take care of me in the future." Paros said gently, maintaining the elegance of a nobleman.

This was the first time Emma was in such a happy mood since she was humiliated by Arthur.

"Parros said that he would study in our college for a while, so everyone should get along well." The teacher said, but his tone of speaking was obviously slander. No matter why this guy came, Kai Warrior Academy is aggressive from teachers to students. For such a famous person, it is undoubtedly the first choice to take it over.

"Thank you, teacher. I think many people are very interested in my title. Don't worry, I will stay in Jerusalem for a long time, and everyone is welcome to find me at any time."

Paros said.

There was a clamor below. This kid was self-aware and open and honest. The challenge was certain. If he lost, he would lose. If he won, he would be completely different.

Kot is the strongest in the Kai Warrior Academy. He doesn't move, and no one else will move. But Kot's personality is obviously not the impulsive type of Randy. Without certain preparation, he will not take action at will.

"Can I fight you?" A rough and silly voice sounded.

Paros was stunned. Could it be that there was really a naughty man who dared to duel with him?

"I said, welcome anytime, of course now." Although the orcs have entered the stage of integration of hundreds of schools, they are actually regional and xenophobic in their bones. Moreover, he is still from the northern faction. If he does not show some real skills when he reaches other people's territory, his life will definitely be difficult.

Ounister stood up, "Then let's fight."

When he saw that the person who stood up was a Bill tribe, Paros was also stunned. He thought it was a Rhine tribe. This was so interesting.

Although the Bill tribe has great power, it is too unbalanced. It is okay to charge as an armored warrior, but it is really not worth mentioning to fight alone.

As soon as Ounister stood up, everyone applauded. His strength was not very good. How to say it? If a familiar person fights him, it will be difficult for Ounister to win because he only has one move, but if someone who is not familiar with him is likely to suffer a loss in fighting with him.

"The guest is as good as the master, are you here armor or flat attacks?"
Chapter completed!