Unlimited Extreme Live System

Sika didn't mean to do anything, just smiled a little deeper.

Sandel is right. The Cavaliers are longing for justice and longing for fairness. So they hate evil and injustice.

For this reason, Sandel did not directly promote Sika. Let Sika gradually show herself and gain recognition.

"Hurry up. We black riders don't need to be lazy newcomers." Slane ate, but was merciless on his mouth.

Sika quickly folded the quilt and stepped out of the military tent.

The two came to the place where the black rider's magicians gathered, and each of them was very upright and standing.

The mage robe was pure, with seriousness on his face.

This is a military camp!

brush!

Gaze hit Sika

"Welcome newcomers," the chief said naturally.

Slane consciously returned to the team.

The chief approached Sika: "You are very welcome to join. Please introduce yourself."

Sika stood upright: "Hello, my name is Sika. The half-elf from Thorhaan has lived in Deepwater for eighteen years."

"Your magic certification level?" The chief did not introduce his personal certification level after finding that Sika had briefly explained.

Sika was silent for a while and said, "Sacred College in Deepwater City, Elite Class II Wizard."

As soon as the words came down, the audience was talking.

"Oh my God, what's going on, a second-order magician can enter our dark riding magic group?"

"It's elite? You should be able to rise to the third level, right? Why didn't you get the third level?"

"Willn't it be because of being fired and unable to authenticate?"

"We are also at least a third-order mage. Does this guy come in through relationships? We Black Riders don't need people who violate principles."

The chief saw the magicians sulking and looked coldly: "Quiet!"

The audience was silent and silent.

"As wizards of the Knights, you are not allowed to give pointers to your companions. You just need to prove yourself!"

The sir was not only told to others, but also to Sika.

Regarding Sika's information, in fact, Chief Bedel has received Sandel's information in advance. Let him be treated equally.

Otherwise Sika is likely to be unable to mix in these fair-knights. Since fairness is sought, do not trample on it.

However, Sika had too much power, and Sandel wanted Sika to have a better chance to play.

So Sandel also fell into contradiction, and eventually made Sika a black magician and allowed him to gain recognition with his strength.

stand out!

"Go to the back of the team, don't fall behind. I don't favor anyone." The chief also stated his position.

Soothe everyone.

"We're going to the plains soon, and you should exercise well before that."

"The magician's constitution is always better than that of a warrior. If you lose shelter, your combat ability will be greatly reduced."

"So today, you have enough 1,000 push-ups in the morning to have food!"

"Start!"

As soon as the voice fell, many complained, but still do it immediately.

"It's push-ups again, and my hands and feet were sore last time. Come again."

"I really doubt the sir is from the Cavaliers. Use the Cavaliers to train our magic group."

"Shh, keep quiet. It's not good to be heard."

The chief came over: "You have a lot of strength. You can discuss me leisurely. 1100, don't get up until you're done."

They want to cry without tears.

1100, terrible!

The chief noticed Sika and took it very seriously, every move was very standard.

He muttered, "I don't know how long I can hold on."

Then walk away and walk to see the others.

With time drifting, the morning light turned into a fierce and blazing high temperature, and even the ground could directly look at the hot air.

One by one, the magician was sweating, and the amplitude of things was much slower, and some people couldn't hold it.

Da.

A magician was lying on the ground, his face came into close contact with the land, and he almost kissed the earth.

Da.

Another fell down.

Da da da.

One after another, someone keeps falling down. Only those who are strong, clenched their teeth and insisted.

"Your slack is not responsible for your life! On the battlefield, even if you are only one point better than your opponent."

"That's the difference between life and death!" The sir inspired every magician.

War is brutal, and the battlefield is brutal. If you want to survive, you have to defeat one enemy after another.

You can only win, you cannot lose, because losing ... means death.

Many people clenched their teeth and insisted.

The chief was surprised to find that Sika still kept the standard movements for push-ups, and her rhythm and breathing were very smooth every time.

"Good physique." The sir could not help but whisper.

Sika's clothes have been soaked. After several years of training with Dragon Blood and Hall, she has made a qualitative leap in strength and all aspects!

"Tired?" The chief squatted down and stared at Sika.

Sika shook her head slightly and said nothing. Sweat dripped from the forehead to the nose and landed on the ground.

"Your limit is not here. Put on this vest and continue." The chief took out a silver vest made by a dwarf.

Sika stood up, put on the vest, only felt her body sinking, and almost couldn't control the balance.

Previous exercises mainly controlled Lucifer's shape, and never tried this exercise method. However, I quickly got used to it.

The movements here caught the attention of others instantly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Actually wearing silver armor? What a pervert! "

"That thing. I remember fifty pounds?"

"It's the same as carrying a person doing push-ups. Where is this magician? It's a soldier's physique!"

"I guess that silver armor is more than fifty kilos ..."

"Crazy, crazy, it's really crazy."

"A recruit can do this? I don't agree, I can!"

"Me too!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were hot. Passion erupted.

The energy was instantly inspired.

As soon as the governor gave Sika Silver Armor, he noticed people around him who could not hold on, and clenched his teeth again.

This is an atmosphere, a **** atmosphere. Everyone is doing their best to do it.

Eventually, near lunch time, it was only completed one after another.

Sika has also been completed, and everyone's mage robe can almost twist out water, these are sweat.

After eating, Sika was trained again in the afternoon.

The others also looked at Sika.

Moyo continued training for a week and finally ushered in the opportunity!

"You no longer have the opportunity to continue training, the task has been issued above." The chief looked at Sika.

"Go to the plains today!"

"Depart immediately after an hour! Pack up what you are bringing, and try not to bring extra bulky items!"

"speed!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone went back to pack their bags.

Sika's unit is the Black Knight Magic 677, a total of 35 people.

It consists of third-order wizards to fourth-order wizards. Sika Wizards ability is only certified to the second-tier elite.

However, he estimates that it should be more than that.

"Conquer the plains!" Sika's eyes were firm and fiery.