Chapter 828 Cerela, Are You Cooking Soup or Cooking Me? !

"Boss, huh... the elders said, huh... I want you to train as a warrior, huh... you must not fall behind..."

Bernard carried the iron lump that was taller than his head and ran around the field with a bang. While running, he tried hard to persuade Grete, who was wearing weight-bearing clothing and running so hard that his tongue almost came out.

The boss's weight-bearing suit is better than his! It was the Temple of the God of War, used to train young and extremely talented warriors. It was sewn with Warcraft skin, and weights were evenly added to the chest, back, upper arms, forearms, thighs, and calves...

The load can also be adjusted from heavy to light, one gear at a time! You can also use the power of Warcraft Skin to evenly distribute the load to each piece! It’s also breathable and breathable!

It's not like when they were training, they carried rocks on their backs and wood on their backs. Sometimes their shoulders and backs were so tired that they were shaking, and their chest muscles weren't trained at all... As expected of a boss, he could make the God of War Temple sell him a favor and lend him a favor. Such expensive training equipment!

"Little Gretel, since the teacher has said so, you can practice with peace of mind." Archmage Carlisle sat on an armchair beside the training ground, drinking juice, eating soft cakes and cake rolls covered with cream, and said leisurely Grete is heartbroken:

"Although a magician does not need to be as strong as a knight, it is still beneficial to have a good body. Mental strength also requires physical support. A magician without a strong body cannot go far. The teacher has great expectations for you!"

Grete: "Huh huh huh..."

He understood the truth, including that he couldn't stay in Nevis all the time and had to go out for a walk - he was indeed interested in seeing what the world was like for himself.

During the adventure, there will always be times when you cannot rely on others for protection and can only rely on yourself. There is no harm in improving your physical fighting ability.

But, I’m so tired——

"Come on, boss! Every priest of our God of Nature is capable of fighting! Now that you have advanced to the eighth level of priest, you can reach the warrior level with just a little more effort!"

Anivea shouted loudly, wiped her sweat, and ran forward past him. The girl who had led two big wild boars and a string of small wild boars to the mage tower easily was now a fourth-level priest and had touched the threshold of the fifth level.

According to her own words, "It doesn't seem too difficult. If you accumulate it for a while, you should be able to advance..."

And she has always followed the teachings of the God of Nature and advanced hand in hand in both the warrior and priest aspects. It seems that some of the high-level magical skills of the God of Nature Priest do require strong physical support, such as turning into a bear and going up to fight with people or something?

But I don’t want to fight with my body——

Grete wailed inwardly.

"Boss! Come on! You can cut and move the bodies of advanced knights and high-level warriors!"

Leon Carlos was also shouting. Gretel lowered his head, wiped his sweat, and continued running resignedly.

At this moment, all protective spells and buffing spells were removed from him, and he was running on the training ground purely relying on physical strength. Is this the third round? Or the fourth lap? The fifth circle?

My lungs felt like they were bursting from running. Every time I waved my arms or took a step with my legs, I felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. As soon as I stepped on it, there was a creaking sound inside the shoe——

It was obvious that all the sweat from the whole body flowed down the weight-bearing suit and into the shoes. Hell, wearing this outfit is much more tiring than wearing Dabai!

I remember that in his previous life, he finished a shift wearing a large white suit, and when he came out, water poured out of his isolation suit. The sound of treading water is much louder now than when I was wearing Dabai...

Will my feet get soaked?

Will you get athlete's foot?

Will other inflammations occur?

No, wait, I'm a healer now. I can just secretly cast a healing spell on my own without worrying about athlete's foot...

After finally completing the prescribed number of laps, Grete immediately collapsed on the ground, not even bothering to walk slowly after the exercise. Old Morgan waved his hand, and Bernard immediately came over to fight him:

"Boss, get up and walk around! Walk around for a while and then stretch. After stretching, do other exercises!"

"Bernard..." Why did you rebel with your thick eyebrows... Listen to others instead of me...

Gretel sighed, was dragged up and walked around for a while, then was dragged back to the training ground to sit down. Old Morgan came over personally, pressed a circle on him, and commanded Bernard:

"Press down! Press down! It's okay, trust me! Press hard!"

"Ouch——"

Gretel screamed.

Cerira sat under an umbrella on the other side, drinking juice and eating snacks, cheering him on. The silver dragon girl's eyebrows were curved, and a ball of healing light danced on her fingertips, showing him:

"Come on Gretel! Work hard! You can get through it! Your body's potential is very strong. As long as you unleash this potential, it will be much easier than others to become a knight!"

Humph, she was also watching when Gretel advanced! That momentum, the intensity of absorbing elements, his body has been infiltrated by elements many times, he is definitely much stronger than ordinary warriors!

As long as you work hard and train hard, you can become a level 2, 3, or 4 warrior or knight, which is very convenient! He is not like those ordinary people. He needs to exercise, rest, eat, and receive treatment. He needs to keep up with everything. There is nothing wrong with him--

He is just like those high-level monsters. As long as he grows up normally and doesn't be lazy, he will naturally possess powerful power when he reaches adulthood.

"Come on Gretel! When you finish practicing, I'll make you stew and drink it!"

"do not!"

Grete turned around sharply. His breath was messed up. Bernard, who was pressing him for stretching, pressed down and screamed again:

“Ahhhhh——”

"Focus!"

Next to him, old Morgan stood firmly on the edge of the stretching mat with his legs spread apart. His eyes were like a hawk, watching Gretel's every move and listening to his breathing:

"Your body is very flexible. If you focus on pressing down, you won't get strained. If you don't focus and think about things, you will have problems! Come again!"

Keep your legs together and straight, adjust your breathing, and slowly press down. Put your chest, nose, and arms toward your legs, while keeping your legs together and close to the stretching mat without bending your knees at all...

Pressure ligaments.

Positive pressure, lateral pressure, and back pressure.

Only by maintaining absolute concentration and breathing steadily can the body fully cooperate and reach the maximum stretching range. Being distracted, scared, and out of control makes you more vulnerable to injury.

After running training, it is flexibility training, and after flexibility training, it is strength training. Squat, bench press. Lift the barbell, lift dumbbells. After the strength training, there is still combat training...

Grete took off his sweaty weight-bearing clothing, held his oak staff, and stood opposite Anivea. He considered one-handed swords, shields, spears and other weapons, but they were all rejected by Archmage Carlisle:

Use the weapon you are most familiar with, the most personal, and the most unforgettable weapon! With your personality, don’t go out on adventures and find your weapons nowhere to be found!

As for looking for Annevia, it was not that he wanted to spar with this lady, but that among the staff affiliated with the Mage Tower, this female priest of the God of Nature was already the lowest-ranked warrior.

Further up, Bernard is level 8 and old Morgan is level 14. Serira, no one knows what level she is, and the eldest lady is neither gentle nor heavy, so she is definitely not a good target...

"Attention, I'm attacking!"

The female priest gave a clear drink and stepped forward. The oak staff in his hand moved forward a little, and suddenly it was in front of Grete.

Grete quickly raised his staff with both hands and blocked it diagonally. However, his vision was blurred when the female priest's oak staff made a small circle, bypassed his protective range, and slapped the side of his left calf.

"Come again!"

"Pa!" He received a stick on his left arm. Fortunately, it only lasted a little bit, and the slight pain passed.

"Come again!"

"Pa!" This time he was lucky enough to block it twice, but at some point, a vine appeared under his feet and tripped him down...

Bernard, Serira, and even the Archmage Carlisle all covered their eyes in horror. Gretel, you are the priest of the God of Nature! You are a level 8 priest!

Why is your sense of nature so poor that you can trip over a vine?

"Come again——"

Two minutes later, Old Morgan coughed and stopped the training.

"Let's not do the sparring now. Master Nordmark, you first need to practice the basic staff skills, basic footwork and so on. Okay, that's it for today. You go and take a rest..."

Gretel was panting and limping toward the sidelines, leaning on his oak cane. On the sidelines of the competition, Archmage Carlisle poured a glass of strong wine for Old Morgan and sent it to him on a floating saucer:

"How about it?"

"The breath is long and the strength is not bad. It has exceeded the level of a level 1 warrior and is almost close to level 2." Old Morgan commented:

"The recovery ability is very strong. It seems that the physical potential is really good. Level 3 or 4 should not be a problem. Flexibility and balance are not very good, but you should be able to improve them with good practice. Reaction speed..."

He shook his head helplessly:

"It stands to reason that a magician's mental power is very strong and his reaction speed should be very fast..."

Carlisle rolled his eyes silently. The magician's mental power is indeed very strong, and Little Grete's mental power is outstandingly strong among those at the same level.

If you have seen him manipulating more than a dozen mage hands at the same time, plus various detection magic such as electrocardiogram, blood pressure, and blood oxygen, to perform surgeries smoothly, you will not doubt this. But the problem is...

His reaction speed is not reflected in his body at all! The eyes can see it, but the hands and feet can’t keep up!

"You haven't practiced in this area..."

"That's right. Practice more next time?"

While the two were chatting, a soul-stirring aroma of meat floated over from afar. Old Morgan sniffed and couldn't help but turn around, only to see Miss Elf smiling happily and walking over quickly.

Behind him were two floating saucers, each holding a large bucket three feet in diameter and more than four feet high. Flames rose from the bottom of the barrel, constantly licking the bottom of the barrel. Foam was boiling in the barrel, and a strong aroma of meat could be smelled;

There is no water in the other one. At a glance, there is a small half bucket of various herbs piled up. Miss Elf waved her hand and showed them as if taking credit:

"Are these herbs okay? It is said that taking a bath in herbal soup after training can help people recover faster... These are all herbs in my collection. If they can be used, I will start cooking them!"

When Grete came over desperately, he happened to hear the last half of the sentence. He looked at the vat on the left, then at the vat on the right, groaned, and almost fell down:

"Serila, you got such a big bucket...are you going to cook soup...or to cook me?"

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