Xingyan walked in the plain with a giant sword on his back, and his steps became heavier. When he walked to a stream, he finally could no longer walk. He squatted on the ground and gasped.

Xingyan took off the giant sword behind him, took a deep breath, drank a little water, and immediately entered a meditation state. Although his magic power was still in a sealed state, the moment he entered the meditation state, the magic power in his body would automatically untie it, and the magic power began to gradually nourish his body and gradually strengthen his body.

When Star Flame ends meditation, his magic will be sealed again, but he can clearly feel his body is constantly strengthening. Although he cannot compare with a real magician, he is confident that he will not lose to anyone in close combat with a magician of the same level.

Xing Yan took a deep breath and grabbed the giant sword, walked into the stream, placed the giant sword in the water, and gently waved his right hand, and a fish was slapped out by the giant sword, struggling in the air, landing on the shore, constantly slapped the ground.

A few minutes later, Xingyan threw the giant sword in his hand on the shore, shook his sore arms, then collected some wooden sticks, threw out a fireball, and ignited the wooden stick.

"I'm so tired. When will I lose this giant sword?" Xing Yan said with a sigh while skewing the fish with a wooden stick.

"When you can easily swing this giant sword, then you can discard it." Old Tang's voice rang out slowly.

"Why is this? Although I like close combat, I am a magician. In the future, I will fight with magic. Why do I need to exercise like a magician?" Xing Yan asked with some complaints.

"As a magician, you should also know what the magician's weakness is." Old Tang's voice sounded faintly, with a hint of questioning in his tone.

"The weakness of a magician is himself. Because he needs to meditate for a long time and there is no need to engage in close combat in battle, so no one will deliberately exercise his body. Therefore, the body is the weakness of every magician. Some magicians' bodies are even worse than ordinary people." Xing Yan said seriously, but he still couldn't figure out what it had to do with running with a giant sword on his back.

"Yes, the magician's body is indeed as weak as you say, but do you know the mortality rate of magicians below five beads on the battlefield?" Old Tang asked again.

"I don't know." Xingyan shook his head in confusion.

"The mortality rate has exceeded more than 40%. "Old Tang said lightly.

"Are magicians, aren't they all protected by magic warriors? Why is the mortality rate of magicians so high?" Xing Yan asked again.

"Every magician is indeed protected by a magic warrior, but these magicians are not killed by the enemy, but are injured and killed by their own magic backlash. Because most magicians cannot perfectly control the power of magic, and their bodies are weak, some people will propose to strengthen the magician's physical fitness. However, the old guy from the Demon God Tower did not care about it and rejected these requests. He also threatened that the magicians should fully improve their strength in the early stage and concentrate on studying magic, which led to the tragedy today." Old Tang said with a sigh.

"Since someone has already made such a request, why is no academy willing to implement it? What the Demon God Tower said is not necessarily all right, right? Or does the academy have no right to do this?" Xing Yan continued to ask.

"You are still too young and don't know anything at all. The Demon God Tower has an extremely huge influence on this continent. What they say is authority. So as long as someone dares to violate the decision of the Demon God Tower, they will be judged as an alien. Therefore, many academies have increased physical strengthening teaching, but they were forced to be removed from the list because they violated the Demon God Tower. So only a few major academies are left behind, and they are still struggling to support them." Old Tang said helplessly.

"According to what you said, isn't the magician very dangerous?" Xing Yan said with some concern.

"It can't be said that many magicians have reached a certain level of cultivation and their cultivation speed is slow, and then they start to exercise their bodies so that they can withstand more powerful magic." said Mr. Tang.

Xing Yan thought in a mess. He was confused about Mr. Tang's words, because he also knew that when he was young, the speed of practicing magic was much faster than that of adults. If he was wasting time on physical exercise, he would be particularly slow in the future. Thinking of this, he also understood the decision of the Demon God Tower. If it were him, he would definitely choose to do this.

"I know you can't figure out why this is. The human body is like a treasure house, especially when you are young, this treasure house will become even bigger. As you get older, the human body will gradually become stereotyped, and the treasure house will be relatively narrow and difficult to open." Old Tang said seriously.

"Since you were young, you clearly held the treasure house, why did you still exercise your so-called body? You also said that you can exercise when you are strong, so why do you waste your precious time now?" Xing Yan asked back.

"It seems that you have also entered this misunderstanding. You are right, but physical exercise at a young age does not help magic, but as your strength increases, you will clearly feel your own horror. The mystery needs to be understood by yourself. If you believe me, then carry a sword and listen to my arrangement. If you don't believe me, you throw the giant sword and go back to the academy." Old Tang said seriously, although there was a little anger in his tone, he sighed more.

Xing Yan looked at the giant sword beside him with some confusion, and could not make a decision for a while.

"You don't have to worry about anything. Even if you choose to discard the giant sword, I will teach you the magic magic. It's just a jump for one stage. There is no big obstacle for you to practice the magic magic." Old Tang looked at the entangled Xingyan and said seriously.

After a long time, Xing Yan's eyes suddenly became firm. He held the giant sword under his hand, raised it high, and said seriously: "Isn't it just a broken sword? I'm still afraid that it won't work."

Only then did Mr. Tang nod his head with satisfaction, and his figure disappeared into Xingyan's mind again.

Seeing that the fire was about to go out, Xingyan quickly added some firewood, and the flames rushed out again, and the fish on one side had already wafted out a faint fragrance.

"It seems that my skills are good, too." Xing Yan sniffed the grilled fish in his hand, bit it down, tasted his skills with satisfaction, and put the other fish on the fire and slowly grilled them.

After he finished eating a few grilled fish, he lifted up his giant sword and walked forward with big strides on his back. Although his steps were still a little shaken, the confusion in his heart completely dissipated. He was not worried that Mr. Tang would not teach him to imitate the magic, but chose to trust Mr. Tang. Since Mr. Tang asked him to do this, it would definitely be beneficial to him.
Chapter completed!