I Ended the Gods

Three or five elite backbone members of the Swordsmanship Association stood outside the room, their mouths slightly open, and their faces showed huge consternation and shock.

They have maintained this posture for a long time, as if they had been hit by petrified magic, motionless.

In front of them, in the room separated by a huge glass wall, is the obstacle room, one of the three challenge rooms of the Swordsmanship Association.

Hundreds of iron sand bags, large and small, were hung on the ceiling of the obstacle room, and the magic circle on the four sides of the wall was activated, constantly blowing strong winds. ,

Hundreds of iron sandbags all shook, like fists flying around one by one.

And among the hundreds of iron sandbags shaking irregularly, there was a figure walking around.

He was a handsome and slender young man with a calm complexion and eyes open behind him. The iron sandbags flew from all directions aggressively and could not even touch the corners of his clothes.

The most surprising thing is that the boy also tied two sandbags under his feet, showing that he is still carrying a lot of burden while avoiding the attack of iron sandbags.

A sturdy figure walked over, and it was Maris.

Maris seemed to be accustomed to the manners of several people, glanced at the scene in the room lightly, and asked casually: "How long has he persisted?"

Maris asked for a few seconds, and the onlookers awoke from a dream, stuttering and replied: "Two...twenty minutes..."

"what?!"

Marisi's body couldn't help but shook severely, and there was a huge shock in his eyes, and then a complicated and incomprehensible expression came up from the bottom of his eyes.

"I remember that.."

Maris said with a complex face and low voice: "Chairman Bowen's record is only more than thirty minutes."

The person next to him nodded desperately and said with a shocked look: "No more than five people in the association who can persist in the obstacle room for more than fifteen minutes, and all of them are fourth-grade students, our vice president...

Really, really, too strong! "

Maris let out a long sigh, as if to spit out all the depression and depression in his heart.

The shaking speed of the iron sandbag will become faster and faster with the passage of time. The standard of the elite backbone is only ten minutes in it, and his best score is only seventeen minutes.

This one has already surpassed him by a lot, the most important thing is that he is only a...third grader!

What did you do in the third grade?

Still working hard to become the backbone elite of the association.

What a monster!

At this time, the teenager in the room had slowly reached the edge of the obstacle and walked out quickly.

"Vice president."

"Your Vice President."

The few people watching from the outside of the room all greeted the teenager respectfully.

They are all fourth graders, but they treat a third grader so respectfully without any discomfort. Instead, they take it for granted. The respect comes from the heart.

Maris also said to the teenager: "Vice President."

The boy smiled and nodded at several people, and then casually asked, "Is the gravity room open?"

"It's on, but it's still empty for the time being."

"Then help me adjust to five times the gravity, I'll go relax."

relax for a moment...

A wry smile appeared on the faces of several people, and only the vice president said this.

Before that, Maris was recognized by the Association as a cultivator, but compared with the one in front of him, Maris was normal.

The boy walked in the direction of the gravity room.

Looking at the young man's back, the few people on the court couldn't help but sigh: "Where did the president find such a monster..."

A ray of determination flashed in Maris's eyes, took a deep breath, and strode into the obstacle room.

He should also work harder.

Five times the gravity.

Luo Xiu felt the pressure from all over his body, relaxed his body, and then slowly began to adjust his breathing.

This is what Luo Xiu discovered not long ago. When practicing knight breathing under the condition of bearing multiple times of gravity, the strengthening effect of breathing method on the body will be greatly enhanced.

After the body has fully adapted to the five times the gravity, Luo Xiu slowly picked up the long sword in his hand and began to practice swordsmanship.

Because of the five times the gravity, every move of Luo Xiu is very slow, and the long sword seems to weigh more than a thousand catties.

"Under five times the gravity, the realm of swordsmanship that lifts weight and lightness has improved significantly!"

Luo Xiu shot a sharp glow in his eyes.

In this more than a month, Luo Xiu spent almost all of her soaking in the gravity room and obstacle room of the Swordsmanship Association, practicing breathing techniques and practicing swordsmanship.

With the use of auxiliary materials, Luo Xiu's three physical attributes have been greatly improved.

"Strength: 4.7

Speed: 4.8

Physique: 5.2

Will: 3.0"

Manigo increased his strength by 0.9, Wind Wolf Demon Core and Obstacle Room increased his speed by 1.0, and Iron Cone and Gravity Room increased his physique by 1.1.

There is also the knight breathing method, which has improved his three basic physical qualities of power, speed, physique.

Challenges the limits of his body time and time again, coupled with the severe pain and taste discomfort when taking supplementary materials, so that his will has improved by a full 0.7.

Huazhe cross swordsmanship was also practiced by him to the third level of lifting heavy weight.

Luo Xiu's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes, and now he has the strength of the ninth-level apprentice knight.

"If it were not for the long absorption and strengthening cycle of auxiliary materials such as mani fruit, it would take several days to digest each time I took it, and my improvement would be even more terrifying."

Luo Xiu stared at the tip of the long sword in his hand, held his breath, and swung it slowly.

"Lifting lightly is a thorough mastery, but the fourth level of lighter lifting always feels a little bit worse..."

After more than half an hour passed, Luo Xiu felt that his physical strength had almost reached the limit, slowly relaxed his body, and walked out of the gravity room step by step.

His whole body was almost drenched with sweat, and his physical exertion was huge, but his eyes were extremely clear, giving a feeling of toughness and confidence.

"The battle of the chief student in three days' time is completely unnecessary. My current goal should be farther..."

The transformation of strength has also changed Luo Xiu's mentality.

The third grade is no longer his stage.

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