The Chronicle the Fenix Clan

Sparing

Zhonglei's face changed. It turned out that to be successful in this job as Shulam, it was not as easy as he had thought so far. Answer doubtful..

"According to Imam Lu..

Does this little Lei have to increase the weight of the bracelet on the feet and hands by twice?

Is.. That burden will still be able to carry, considering that Zhonglei's weight is not much" replied Zonglei hesitated.

Imam Lu then laughed out loud. The answer..

"The point of pinto saying those words is that, you little Lei does not immediately become satisfied. Because out there, there are so many genius magicians who practice desperately by torturing themselves" he continued..

"You little boy there is no need to rush to add weight after passing the first training.

Pinto Rasa, you should reattach the bracelet with double the load, after the next six months. Something that is done too hastily, is usually not good in the end.

Now you immediately sit cross-legged, and do breathing exercises in the lotus position".

Zhonglei the little boy became relieved in his heart. He closed his eyes, then sat down in the lotus position and began to take a breath "Ease the mind, remove all the burden.." then not how long the child slept.

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that day was a Battle class, for Zonglei and his comrades. This time, in order for everyone to be more focused and gain more benefits, Coach Aragoroth divided the academy students into two classes.

The first class is the group of children from Nomrogh in red and yellow, the group Shulam Attacker and Defense. While the group of children in green robes transportation, blue supporting and gray for other skills are collected in the same class.

"We are deliberately separated because obviously, our expertise is not as an attacker or fighter. If we do battle sparing against them, obviously we will be locked in the first chance" said Quentin who pitched jealousy.

Quentin threw an envious gaze when he saw the fire-type assault girl making a circle of flames from the sword in his hand. The girl named Elisha Kwan then jumped two (2) meters higher, then she made a beautiful movement dived to the ground in the motion of the Radiant Sword Technique of Temaram City.

The red-robed group's children clapped loudly. They screamed in joy at seeing Elisha Kwan pushing a sword full of fire, slashing full of threat towards his sparing opponent a boy named Park Yu.

Although it looked like a keteter, due to repeatedly stepping back from Elisha Kwan's flame attack, Park Yu remained concentrated as his right left hand scribbled through the air. A layer of glass emerged from the void, making a shield that instantly enveloped Park Yu.

"good. Nice Park Yu !" praise Coach Aragoroth.

Coach Aragoroth stared fixedly into the battle. He sighed softly when he saw, from the sidelines of the shield that Park Yu made magically, sometimes the boy made a sword stab so that Elisha Kwan began to turn around in hassles.

"Blam" a sword scratch violently crossed the chest of Elisha Kwan, whose face turned red with anger.

"Lose !

You have lost to Elisha Kwan" shouted Park Yu after she crossed the chest of Elisha Kwan with a sword in her hand. In reality, all the weapons they used in the sparing were using wooden weapons.

Elisa Kwan looked dissatisfied, then she shook Park Yu's head using the wooden sword in her hand,

"blocks"

"Oh - please !" he then chased after Park Yu who was now running away from the wooden sword punch in the hands of Elisha Kwan nonstop.

"Curtain ! You rotten man. There is no desire to budge even a little with a girl"

"Please !"

"Enough ! Stop that kid's act, Elisha Kwan !.

You should be grateful. That Park Yu earlier had at least taught you a little lesson. So that you do not be too satisfied with the achievement of the ambiguous initial attack.

If only it had been a battle in the war, from the very beginning you would have died covered in blood"

"When tomorrow we're still sparing practice, I'll get you to the next ten steps"

Park Yu, the Yellow Nomrog-robed boy was speechless, refuting the hiss of Elisa Kwan. He was too lazy to start a new quarrel with the fighting girl who did not want to lose.

"The training of Battle Techniques using first group weapons has been completed. Now it's time for the second group.

For the opening of this sparing, I appointed Sergei El of the Green Cloak against Zhonglei of the Blue Cloak !"

All the children from the blue robes and gray robes gasped.

"Zhonglei has just passed a few days of weight training. Why is he the one who was appointed to spar against the water-willinger named Sergei El. This Segei El is the best waterbender among the 5 children in their class" Gladys Wu told Quentin.

"Hopefully Zhonglei was not battered by Sergei El" Quentin whispered.

"I don't think Sergei would do the roughness that those firebenders do. Sergei El is a kind and friendly boy.

Even a few times, I talked to him. He didn't show a bullied look or would laugh at me like those firebenders did" Glady Wu's voice sounded full of adoration.

With an annoyed look Quentin let go of his poisonous words,

"Sad.. You flirty girl. You don't hesitate to defend your idol boy, even when your best friend will be the target of the sword later" Quentin sipped resentfully at Gladys Wu, who now pretends to be deaf.

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Just then it seemed as though Zhonglei had been standing in the middle of the open class, his right hand tightly holding the sword (Wood Sword of course). Sergei El stood no more than ten meters away from the front of Zhonglei. His hand was also seen tightly grasping the sword in the hand.

"In the count of three, these two sparing opponents can unleash a blow.

One, two... Three !"

All of the two group children were holding their breath. If from the group of Green Nomrog wearers held their breath because they saw the speed of Sergei El's jump, from the Blue Nomrogh group held their breath because they could not see Zhonglei being battered.

From the direction of the audience, those first-class children from the Fire Controller and Land Controller cheered. All cheering Sergei El on, though,

"Hazard that weak boy Sergei El"

"Make him battered !" Artyom looked the most excited among the group. Then the Blue-robed children threw hateful gazes at Artyom who kept pretending to know nothing.

But all the applause and cheers came to a halt. All the children gawked when they saw Zhonglei jump against Sergei El. But what makes all of them agape is, Zhonglei is able to jump so high. Approximately 4 meters high jump. Much higher than the children's jump height.

"Isn't the new child's jump too high compared to all the kids in our class?" Ziranmei from the yellow-numbered group shouted in horror.

Not just stop there. In the midst of that leap, Zhonglei made a beautiful salto move, then his hand extended towards Sergei in the Bianglala Sword Technique of Temaram City. His sword movements were so calm, gentle as if powerless.

Sergei El instantly became nervous. He repelled the stab of the wooden sword by twisting the sword in his hand.

"What ?" Sergei El felt as if his sword slash was similar to throwing a rock in the ocean. His sword force vanished in the swallow of the sword ambush in Zhonglei's hands.

"Shelf !" all the more agape when he saw the sword in Sergei El's hand broken. The face of the boy, Sergei El instantly turned ashen as paper. He stared at Zhonglei, who now appeared to be landing both feet on the ground.

"You have lost, Sergei El" Zhonglei said

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