Kapitel 17: Unworthy? (1)
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
The training at the Demon Academy did not have a bell for classes, let alone a timetable.
After lunch in the cafeteria, Du Yu did not return to the dormitory. Instead, he went to the field with Li Mengnan and found Coach Gong.
The difference in talent between people was indeed astonishing.
It was already noon. Most of the students had already trained their demon pets and used their demon skills, but there were still a few students learning the demon disciple contract in the middle of the field.
Coach Gong Cheng stood under the hot sun and looked at the students coldly.
"Report!" Du Yu called as he stood to attention.
Gong Cheng turned around and sized up Squad Leader Du and his junior assistant. "Little Fox has been taken back."
Duyu said, "Yes."
"Okay, except for the necessary training and mealtimes, don't disturb it." Gong pointed to the side. "You can practice your demon weapon here."
Du Yu hesitated for a moment. "Coach Gong, where is the archery target?"
Gong Cheng turned around and pointed at the dilapidated teaching building from afar. "The first classroom on the third floor. Do you see that broken window?"
Du Yu turned slightly and looked into the distance. He nodded gently.
Gong Cheng said, "Shoot."
Du Yu was speechless.
Gong Cheng suddenly shouted, "Don't you understand human language?"
"Ah." Du Yu was shocked. Why are you shouting so loudly…
Inwardly cursing, he hurriedly took off the Demon Weapon Black Wood on his back and immediately drew his bow.
Immediately, a burning fire arrow gathered and formed, pointing at the broken window on the third floor of the northern teaching building.
"Stop!" Gong Cheng ordered again.
Although Du Yu did not understand, he did not dare to move.
Gong Cheng turned to Li Mengnan. "What attribute is your demon weapon?"
Li Mengnan hurriedly replied, "Wind Demon Weapon, Dark Wind Sword."
Gong Cheng: "I remember now. When you were studying the demon disciple contract this morning, you accidentally activated the demon weapon."
"Yes, yes, it's me."
Gong Cheng said, "Go find an empty place to practice. Make sure that every time you attack, there will be wind blowing.
Before the sun goes down, I want to see your success rate reach one hundred percent."
"Yes, Teacher Gong!" Li Mengnan gripped the hilt of the Black Wind Sword tightly and strode towards the southwest of the school with confidence.
Gong Cheng nodded in satisfaction before looking at the students in front of him. "All of you, cheer up. Lunchtime is almost over!"
The few students who were making slow progress were already extremely anxious. Under Gong Cheng's continuous stimulation and blows, they felt that their lives were even darker.
'No! This is not my idea of a demon-taming life!'
'What happened to being colorful? What happened to being a life winner?'
No wonder this teacher had warned us to get on the next school bus as soon as possible…
"If you can't stand this suffering, look me in the eye and say give up! If you say it, you can go to dinner immediately, and I won't ask anything of you for the next two days!"
Gong Cheng paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. "In this world, there are useless demon tamers everywhere. One more of you won't make a difference!"
The weather was already hot, and the double blow to their bodies and hearts had really left a few students riddled with holes.
One of the male students was on the verge of tears.
Sometimes it's not that you don't want to give up, it's that you don't dare!
Without really standing in front of Gong Cheng and facing this dark scarred face and enduring such a terrifying aura, you really didn't understand how much courage it took to say "give up".
Du Yu, who was at the side, was also feeling very uncomfortable. He even suspected that Gong Cheng was not an actual coach while also wondering if the coach had forgotten about him…
"Coach Gong?" Du Yu said carefully.
"How?"
Du Yu said, "Can I shoot now? It's been quite a while."
It had been a while since he had drawn and nocked an arrow. This was more tiring than standing in a military stance! Besides, that was not the way to use a black wooden bow.
Although it was not a good weapon, this was Du Yu's treasure. His heart ached.
Gong Cheng walked to Du Yu's side and sneered. "Stay in this position."
"But my black wood bow…"
Gong Cheng snorted. "This is a demon weapon. It can't be broken."
Du Yu felt much more at ease, but he asked weakly, "How long do I need to go for?"
Gong Cheng snorted. "That depends on how outstanding you are."
'Outstanding?'
Du Yu's eyes lit up. "As outstanding as an outstanding student?"
Gong Cheng said, "Maybe."
Du Yu pursed his lips and even shouted in his heart: I want that demon weapon. I really need that custom-made demon weapon!
"Woo-woo-wah!" came the wailing from the back. Perhaps the child was under too much psychological stress at the sudden turn of events?
Du Yu had no time to care about anyone else. He focused on drawing his bow and nocking an arrow. However, he did not expect that he would end up standing in the pouring rain.
June day, girlfriend's face.
At some point, layers of dark clouds surged into the northwest sky, blocking out the vicious sun and dropping cool rain.
Sizzle ~ Sizzle ~
Specks of rain fell, sizzling on the dark wooden bows.
Du Yu lowered his eyes and observed the fire arrow, somewhat worried that it would be extinguished by the rain.
And such worries became reality after a burst of thunder. The rain became heavier and heavier…
Perhaps it was because the boy broke down and cried, or perhaps it was because of the heavy rain, but Gong Cheng, who claimed that he wouldn't let the students eat if they couldn't learn the skills, was actually merciful and let them eat in the dormitory.
On the field, only a few students were still training. Most of them were accompanied with water-type demon pets, the Wolf Lake Dogs.
-- Geschenk
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