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After meditation. Angele quickly changed his clothes and opened the window to ventilate. The turbid air in the room was unbearable. Take the towel and washbasin and open the door. It was dark outside and looked down the hallway to both sides. All the rooms were quiet, only the slight purr and the crunch of the wooden bed came from time to time. A wave of cool breeze struck, making Angelle feel a lot cooler.

Hurry to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and scrub your body again, before Angele returns to the room. Wipe off the dirt on the floor with dirty clothes and pile them in the corner. Then I feel refreshed.

"For each beginner, the meditation time cannot exceed a certain limit. Otherwise, it will be harmful to the body. The three leaves of the dead soul grass will have a special impact on the human body after three uses. No more searching for black clover in the future. "Angele recalled the contents of the book. The limit is a maximum of five hours.

Carefully press the small box containing the black clover under the pillow. Then he lay directly on the bed, slowly sinking into his sleep.

The next morning.

Angel woke up before five. I just feel extremely energetic. Energetic.

Standing up from the bed, he glanced at the book of the wizard on the table, and found the small box under the pillow. "It's really unsafe to put it in the bedroom. It seems to be necessary to get it from the instructor." He wrapped the two things with the black cloth that he had delivered at home last time. Open the door and go out.

It's still early and not completely bright. At this time, the carriage could not be stopped from entering the city. But he couldn't sleep. Angele carried the parcel and walked towards the sword art field.

Bypassing the dormitory and cafeteria, walk up the hill on the left. Soon, a mid-mountain platform appeared in Angler's view.

The fencing ground is covered with green lawns, and dozens of wooden puppets stand upright in it. The light is a little dark, but it looks a little dark. Noisy bugs were heard in the nearby woods. Behind the site is a small gray-white stone house where the equipment is placed.

Angele hung the parcel on the arm of a puppet, and took a wooden sword out of the stone house. Two swipes, a few slashes at random, making a wind sound that cuts through the air. Anger nodded with satisfaction. Go straight to the puppet next to the hanging parcel. Getting ready to start practicing.

"Unknown human is approaching. Distance: 103 meters. Quantity: 3." The chip suddenly prompts.

At this time, there will be people other than me coming to the sword art field so early? Angelo was slightly surprised. But didn't bother much. Occasionally, a few students suddenly got up early to train swordsmanship. He hasn't met before.

All three seem to be boys, chatting while walking. The distance of one hundred meters was shortened quickly, and the sound was heard clearly.

"I heard that there are a few strong newcomers in the college competition."

"No suspense, the champion must still be the seniors and seniors. Isma's Storm Sword is too strong. I heard that he is now a reserve captain in the Port Police Department, and Jie Sister Lin Xue has now officially served on the patrol team. Old-fashioned swordsmen masters like Allen, Albert, Nancy, and Alger are not a few newcomers to beat.

"Esma, the strongest student in our academy, is better at swordsmanship than everyone at a swordsman competition I saw at Xi Lan the year before. I chose to be a major swordsman and I also received Ai The influence of Principal Sima. It is said that Principal Alger often comes early to practice sword recently. Maybe we can meet these days. "

Speaking closer and closer, Angele shook his head slightly, a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. Esma, a senior he has encountered before, is indeed very good at swordsmanship, and he is even better than his basic swordsmanship. It should be of excellent origin and also encountered in this sword art field. The chip collected his storm sword data. However, the conclusion is that Storm Sword is a powerful sword that requires the seed of life energy to explode. It already belongs to the knight-level sword, and it has no reference value to Angle.

In contrast, his basic swordsmanship tends to be more technical and precise, while Storm Swordsmanship focuses on the maximum use of sudden bursts of power speed. People who do n’t have seeds to train will only end up getting more and more physically injured, because explosive power cannot keep up with the rhythm.

The Andean League has always had the habit of fencing competitions. The college is held every once in a while. The entire academy will also be extremely lively and noisy during this period of time, and will also invite outside elites to come and watch the referee. Participants are not only current students, but also anyone who has studied in the Academy before. I heard the rewards are huge.

But these have nothing to do with Angele. His main goal now is to enter the first apprenticeship level as soon as possible, and then wait for the wizard-organized ship to come over.

Angele no longer listens and concentrates. Lift up the wooden sword. I chopped down from top to bottom. Repeating an action.

After the three students came up, they saw Angle and gave a slight stun. "It is Angele, the linguistic genius Angele! I heard that he is the student most admired by Adolf, and has now been accepted as a disciple." One of them whispered.

"Go up and say hello?"

"Still no more, don't bother people. Angele ’s bow technique is said to be very powerful. Many people have seen that he has a bullseye with nine arrows at a distance of more than one hundred meters. Ten arrows! The competition is estimated to be ranked in the top three in the entire college! However, I heard that he is indifferent, has a high-minded personality, and has a bad temper. There is no such statement. It must have been taught by him. "

"That's all right. Let's practice away from each other so as not to mess with him."

Three students whispered, and their sight of Angele became a little awesome. And he found three puppet targets far away from him, took the wooden sword and began to practice basic movements.

At the same time as Angele's practice, the keen sense of five completely listened to the three's gossip, but it also felt a bit fun. I was so low-key in the college. Listening to their tone seemed to have become a well-known big man unknowingly. The students they said were not pleasing to his eyes, and they wanted to learn from him, but they were just a few ordinary children who knew a little bit about fighting techniques. After being knocked down by him a few times, they also had the background of an Adolf mentor. Retreat from him, so far in the academy, he knows that he is not easy to mess with, and no one took the initiative to mess with him.

Unexpectedly, these small things turned out to be in the eyes of others, and turned into his indifference and arrogance. Angele shook his head silently, and began to practice seriously.

A few days in a row. The college is also getting more and more lively. The frequency of students' activities inside the college is increasing, and students of Sabre are often seen walking around. After Anglian practiced his sword for a few days, he found that some wooden high-level platforms had begun to be built in the sword field, and it seemed to be building an audience platform. Held a sword competition.

There is a lot of noise in the whole college. Everyone was discussing the sword competition, and a large number of students were preparing for the competition.

Angel's dormitory floor is also often heard talking about popular swordsmanship. Different from everyone around. Angele still silently follows the steps to meditate for five hours a day instead of sleeping. As if ** is like everyone else. Incompatible with the entire environment. The fencing field can't go, just go in and out of the dormitory building and college archery field every day. The progress of meditation, except for the first time the physical fitness has strengthened by 0.3, then there is not much reaction. Physical data remains intact. But Angele was able to feel the subtle enhancement of the body for the better. It's just that the amplitude is too small to even give the chip a specific number. And his spirit is getting better and better, and his energy is getting stronger. It is now possible to meditate on 8 characters. Compared with the first five, it is already a great improvement.

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In a dormitory building of the Port College, several boys and girls are chatting together in a certain room.

"Hey! Casa, have you heard? That Angelo is also in this academy!"

"Angele? Angrelio? That idiot plus a fool?" A boy froze.

"Which one do you think I said?" The other boy grinned.

"He's lucky, he didn't die when he ran away, the weak boy." A short-haired girl said with a smile, holding something similar to melon seeds. Eating right. "Catherine, what course are you and your brother planning to take? The courses here are too expensive. I just paint." She turned to ask the girl around her.

A pretty girl with blond hair in a shawl is sitting beside her, drinking a cup of black tea slowly. She ignored the questioning of the female companion around her. Instead frowned. "Anglelio? I heard that a great student in the college is also called Angelo. Is it him?"

"That's him." The first boy who talked before laughed, "The kid was a good mix, and he got into a teacher of linguistic Adolf. But it was just good luck, he really thought he was a character. "Hmm!" A look of disdain appeared on his face, but a jealousy and envy appeared in his eyes.

"That's right, Angele was stupid from the beginning." Catherine said with a smile.

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Five days later ....

"Angel, do you know Catherine?"

Rog, a student who lives opposite Angell, asked suddenly while the two were eating together.

Two people sit opposite each other at the table in the cafeteria. Although unfamiliar, occasionally I will sit and eat together and chat, and the relationship is the only student in the entire college apart from Sophia's sister. Rogge was the freckled dark-haired boy who initially reminded Angele of the schedule.

"Catherine?" Angelle frowned. "What's wrong?" He remembered that the daughter of the Viscount that Angel was pursuing was also Catherine. The original Angli was sacrificed from the horse because of jealousy.

Rogg scooped a spoonful of yellow cream on white bread and reached for a bottle of strawberry jam. "I heard that it was a freshman who just came in. Some time ago, she and her brother didn't know what to do. They caught Vivac, and they were blocked by Vivac with outsiders. Now, that Catherine's woman was in front of a large group of people, and she said aloud that you were his fiance, and that Vivak left you because he was afraid of you. "But since you don't know, these people are probably fun." Although his family history is not comparable to a big man like Adolf, but compared to the general family who fled from Rudin, it is still much stronger.

"Really?" Angle laughed abruptly. Pick up a piece of apple-like fruit and take a bite.

The Candia family did not experience the baron's ambush, so the response to Saladin's invasion was a bit slower. Several of them died midway through the battle. The corpse he and the Baron encountered was one of them, and he forgot what his name was. The current Viscount Candia, like the Baron, has no title and territory. It is a miracle that the old guy can still escape to Maluja alive. "What's the woman's full name?" He asked casually.

"Catherine Candia." Rogge bite off a large loaf of bread with some articulation.

It really is her.

Angele smiled and stopped talking.

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