Wizard Immortal

Chapter 6 Training

"The effects of agave are nearing their limit; we must find a new material to replace it as soon as possible."

After swallowing the golden petals that had been soaked in hot water, Adir felt a warm current flowing through his body, which then quickly disappeared. He frowned, feeling somewhat helpless.

After more than half a month of recuperation, he no longer needed a cane to walk and simply opened the door and went out.

After walking for a while, Adir arrived at the familiar training ground, where some people were training.

"Adir, you're here again?" A voice rang out from the training ground across the way. Several apprentices saw Adir and waved to him from afar.

"Yes!" Adir greeted the knight apprentices with a gentle and shy smile, looking just like an ordinary little boy.

During his recovery period, Adir wasn't completely idle. Besides finding people to collect materials from the wild, he also frequently came to the training ground to oversee things. After spending some time with them, he became somewhat familiar with the other apprentices.

To be honest, Adir himself was quite a catch. His father was a local baron, a relative of Count Poria, and very famous in the area. As the baron's sole heir and a renowned knightly prodigy, Adir had a very high chance of becoming a knight in the future. With such excellent qualities, naturally, there were many people in the area eager to curry favor with him.

The knight apprentices in front of him were not quite like that, but they still had some respect for Adir and generally treated him with a friendly attitude.

Adir's attitude was also good. In fact, he had the appearance of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, coupled with the halo around him. As long as he took the initiative a little and showed a friendly attitude, that would be enough.

After greeting the apprentices in front of him, Adir's gaze gradually shifted to a corner, where he looked at a young man.

That was Dill, dressed in a black training outfit, wielding a greatsword and swinging it vigorously, creating sharp, rapid gusts of wind around him, looking imposing and powerful.

After observing him for a period of time, this person is almost the one with the best physical fitness among these apprentices, apart from Adir. Even if Adir fully recovers, he is only about the same as this person.

After watching the people training in front of him quietly for a while, Adir fell silent for a moment, then turned his attention to the other side.

Some data kept popping up in my mind.

"Task 1: Knight's Breathing Technique under improvement, current remaining time: 87 hours..."

As time passed, the remaining time gradually decreased, appearing both steady and slow.

During this period, Adir came to this training ground every day to observe the training of others. Almost everyone's knight breathing technique was partially deduced by the chip and used as basic data for deduction and analysis.

"Does it still need more than three days?" Looking at the progress, Adir's eyes showed a newfound eagerness, and he subconsciously thought, "Perfect, in three days, my injuries should be almost healed, and then I can try to cultivate."

Thinking of this, he felt a growing sense of urgency, and his eyes burned with even more passion as he watched the training session on the field.

The situation is becoming increasingly dangerous.

According to information that Adir had specifically gathered during this period, the war on the front lines was becoming increasingly tense, with a large number of wounded being transported back from the front lines every day, and there were even faint rumors that real knight-level powerhouses had been killed in action.

This series of news made Adir instinctively uneasy, and he became even more eager to regain his strength.

Looking at the people training in front of him, he forced himself to suppress his eagerness and calm down again.

"It's not time yet. My body hasn't fully recovered. Forcing myself to train could leave me with hidden injuries."

The thought flashed through his mind, then he glanced at the others, greeted those he knew, and left.

three days later.

In the early morning, Adir changed into a loose black long suit and stood on the wide training ground, quietly watching the progress bar in his mind shrink.

"Ding! Knight's Breathing Technique derivation complete!" The voice of the chip machine rang in his mind, and at this moment, it sounded so familiar to Adir.

A slight muffled hum suddenly resonated in his mind, and a vast amount of information flooded into his brain in an instant, deeply etched into Adir's memory.

He rubbed his head, then shook it vigorously, standing there stunned for a minute or two before recovering.

The Knight Breathing Technique after the derivation is very different from the original. Not only has a lot of content been added, but many unreasonable parts have also been modified, and the training effect is also stronger.

Learning this new knight training method can minimize the chance of developing hidden injuries during training. Many movements that would have caused muscle strain and affected training have been modified and improved by the chip.

"The chip will name the new breathing method the Di'er Breathing Method."

Feeling the essence of this breathing technique, Adir unceremoniously named the new breathing method after himself.

"Naming complete!" In an instant, the chip's mechanical and rigid voice rang in my mind.

Adir looked around, picked up a longsword from the weapon rack behind him, and began to swing it according to the movements he remembered.

He had the specific movements of this knight's breathing technique in his mind, and even the image data simulated based on his appearance, which were transmitted over during the previous chip transmission.

With the images in his mind, Adir could train on his own even without someone to teach him at the beginning.

"The arm movement was incorrect; it deviated three centimeters to the right compared to the expected movement."

Adir swung his sword with his right hand, and the voice from the chip in his mind responded, reminding him of the wrong action.

This is also one of the advantages of having a chip. Compared to others who need experienced elders to teach them step by step, and who have to carefully learn each step to avoid developing incorrect movements, Adir has a chip that allows it to detect and correct errors immediately, making it far more efficient than others.

For something like Knight Breathing, which requires coordination between internal and external body movements, even the most experienced teacher cannot spot all your mistakes in time. There will always be some oversights, and you will gradually develop incorrect movements.

However, if this happens, over time it can lead to hidden injuries and pose a hidden danger to the body.

Adir doesn't have this problem at all.

After several sets of movements, with constant prompts and trial and error from the chip, Adil finally successfully and accurately completed a set of movements.

His whole body was covered in sweat, and his handsome face was soaked with sweat, which dripped down his face.

"Completed learning of the Di'er Breathing Technique. Continuing to complete one hundred repetitions will increase Strength by 0.1, Agility by 0.2, and Constitution by 0.2." The notification sound from the chip rang in his mind.

"It's improved that much?" Adir was somewhat surprised.

Adir had previously used a chip to simulate the final effect of the Knight's Breathing Technique, and the result was that it took more than a thousand attempts to increase agility by 0.1 and other attributes by a negligible amount, which was incomparable to the current effect.

He couldn't help but think, "If this pace continues, I should be able to reach the Knight level very soon."

"The Knight's Breathing Technique is most effective the first time it is practiced. Afterward, as the body gradually adapts and the muscles in various parts of the body strengthen, the effect gradually diminishes..."

In an instant, the voice of the chip's machinery rang in his mind, refuting his idea.

"Alright." Adir shook his head helplessly and then resumed his calculations.

"Completing one correct breathing exercise takes at least half an hour, even at the fastest pace. If you do it 100 times, that means at least 50 hours of training."

He calculated the number in his mind in an instant, then his spirits lifted, he picked up the sword beside him, and began training again.

After training for an unknown period of time, with each training session and the constant prompts from the chip, Adir's incorrect movements decreased, and his training speed increased.

After the sun rose, a robust young man dressed in a black robe walked over from a distance and arrived at the training ground to prepare for training. Upon seeing Adir training, he looked surprised: "Adir, your injury has healed? Is it alright to start training again so quickly?"

Upon hearing the voice, Adir stopped his training, turned around, and saw that it was Dier.

Adir's face instantly softened into a gentle smile as he looked at Dill in front of him: "I felt my injuries were almost healed, so I came to try them out early. I didn't expect to run into you right away."

"Of course," Dill replied with a smile, his smile more hearty than Adir's. "I'm always the first one here, I never thought I'd run into someone even earlier than me today."

After exchanging greetings for a while, Dill went to a corner not far from Adir and began his rigorous training again.

Looking at the other person's diligent and hardworking appearance, Adir sighed inwardly, "Indeed, everyone in this world who is extraordinary must have extraordinary qualities."

Thinking of this, he tightened his grip on the sword, ignoring the profuse sweat on his body, and began a new round of training.

As they continued training, time gradually passed. Several knight apprentices arrived at the spacious training ground and were somewhat surprised to see Adir.

Adir greeted them with a smile and then continued training, letting the sweat pour down his body.

(End of this chapter)