Chapter 89: The road to ultimate strength! (1/2)

Chapter 89: The road to ultimate strength!

At night, under the starry skies, in Holy Dawn Academy’s secret training ground.

Ayrin looked at a Moss propped on crutches, one foot bundled tightly, and said, “Even a lame-foot like you can come here and train? Teacher Carter actually let you come too, it’s really strange.”

“Ayrin, you actually called me a lame-foot, do you want to die!” Moss almost fainted from anger.

Ayrin guffawed. “What, didn’t you use to call me a shorty before?”

“I didn’t think you were one to hold grudges for so long!”

“Stop thinking so much, I’m just curious how you can train with a lame foot. Teacher Carter said you’re very powerful though, you have the giants’ bloodline’s Multi-Sizing, and a hidden bloodline power that even many barbarians don’t have. You’re also a special snowflake.”

“Ayrin, you actually insult me, what special snowflake!”

“Ah? Is special snowflake an insult? Back then in Cororin, they all used to called me a special snowflake.”

“…” Moss was thoroughly speechless. “Ayrin, you’re really a special snowflake.”

“Haha, little brave warriors, you must be impatient right?”

A wild laughter came just at this moment. An arcane master with a full beard suddenly jumped out from the shadows of the trees, falling with a bang in front of Moss and Ayrin.

“Teacher Minlur?” Ayrin widened his eyes in astonishment. “Why are you here and not teacher Carter?”

“According to the training plan Carter drew up for you guys, I’m the one in charge of your training before the next match against Iron Forest Academy begins.” Minlur laughed out loud. He clenched his fist excitedly: “Carter gave me many restrictions, told me what to teach you, and doesn’t let me freely use my power, but even so, I’m still a little impatient.”

“Alright then!” Ayrin immediately clapped his hands and shouted, “Teacher Minlur, you look a lot older than teacher Carter and the others, you must definitely be stronger than them and be more experienced, right?”

“…” Minlur’s face turned weird all of a sudden. He rubbed his beard and said, depressed, “I know my beard looks good, but I’m actually around the same age as Liszt and Carter.”

“Ah?” Moss and Ayrin were both struck a little dumb.

“It’s true, could you guys not look like this!”

Ayrin obediently nodded, and excitedly said, “Alright, teacher Minlur, what are you planning on teaching us? Moss is a lame-foot already, can he still train?”

Moss’ vision went black. He roared, “Ayrin, can you please stop saying lame-foot!”

“Alright!”

Minlur laughed loudly again. He brandished his fist: “Now, Ayrin, use your Evil Flaming Eye and attack me!”

“Use Evil Flaming Eye and attack you?” Ayrin blinked. Moss also stopped snarling all of a sudden.

“Yes, my favorite way to teach is to demonstrate what I’m talking about. This way of teaching is more intuitive.” Minlur said in a loud voice, “Attack me with Evil Flaming Eye as if I were a real enemy!”

“Oh no! My belly hurts!”

Ayrin suddenly bent down and hugged his belly, but just at this instant, he erupted all of a sudden, abruptly lifting his right hand.

An Evil Flaming Eye shot toward Minlur straight on.

“I really admire you, you’re faking a bellyache even at a time like this.”

With an explosive “boom,” Minlur sent a punch flying and directly exploded the Evil Flaming Eye to pieces. Wind waves visible with the naked eye rippled out in the air, as if a small transparent pond suddenly appeared around his fist.