Chapter 758 Feng Ying Is Also a Senior

As the most prosperous metropolis in the Old World and the city with the largest population, all the facilities in East Doruma can be said to be the best in the whole continent.

The hunter training camp is no exception.

According to Hayata's evaluation, the scale of the hunter training camp here is more than half that of Minagard.

Needless to say, there are training grounds and training facilities for various purposes, and there are even canteens and rows of barracks, which are just like a small military camp.

The number of hunter trainees is also much larger. Excluding those who are eliminated, basically 30 to 40 one-star hunters can be output every year.

Some of these novice hunters will stay in East Doruma, and more will be sent to villages in various places for garrison and training.

Kio ​​from Jiangbo Village was born in East Doruma, and this is the case, but that guy seems to be a dropout.

Gordon looked around with curiosity.

He saw many things that were quite novel in his eyes, such as proportional monster targets made of steel frames, wood, leather and hemp ropes, and there were quite a lot of types.

There are those that look like a velociraptor, a giant boar king, and a giant monster bird...

Unlike when he was training, there was a big wooden stake standing alone in the open space behind the village as a target, and at most a few stone barbells were placed, which was his "special" training ground.

If you don't want to cut wooden stakes, go to the Shuretson Hill to find a giant boar.

In comparison, the training environment of these hunter trainees is really good.

Gordon couldn't help but stop and stand beside a target that should be in the shape of a blue velociraptor.

How can you tell that it is not a velociraptor of other species? Because the craftsman who made the target specially painted this thing blue, and the red crown was also restored. It's really idle...

Several boys and girls who look fifteen or sixteen years old, holding wooden one-handed swords and shields, are lining up for training under the leadership of a "senior" who is one or two years older.

They take turns to go on stage, rolling around the blue velociraptor target, slashing with a sword, rolling again, and slashing with a sword again.

The distance of each roll and the position of the sword are fixed. Six rolls and six sword strikes are considered a complete round, and then it's time for the next person to take over.

It looks a bit dull...

Gordon couldn't help but grin. Actual combat will definitely not be so procedural and standardized, but when laying the foundation, such mechanical training is very necessary.

If even the simplest standardized tactical movements are not smooth, there is no need to consider actual combat applications.

Seeing Gordon watching the trainees' training with interest, An Xier and the others, including the guild leader, also paused.

It's not a big deal to spend a few minutes.

Looking at the monster targets, and then looking at the hunter trainees who are following the "process" under the supervision of senior trainees, Feng Ying curled her lips in disdain.

With her lively personality, she dislikes this kind of mechanical training the most. The monster targets that Gordon sees as very delicate are even more crude in her eyes.

The steam-driven mechanical monsters used in the training of Yanhuo Village are not only able to counterattack, but also can simulate their breath...

Naturally, she looks down on these targets that can't even move.

Under the strong watch of several hunter seniors who were very powerful just by looking at their equipment, the students' movements began to deform due to nervousness.

One student rolled at a wrong angle and hit the leg of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King Target. As he climbed up with his head covered, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Realizing that the watch of himself and others disturbed the children's training, Gordon touched his nose awkwardly and prepared to leave.

The older senior student who was responsible for supervising the training of the juniors suddenly ran in front of them.

She first bowed and greeted everyone politely, "Hello, supervisor, hello, seniors!"

Then she asked with excitement and curiosity: "Are the seniors the instructors who take turns to give instructions?"

Gordon looked at Anxier beside him, who shrugged and said, "Sometimes hunters are invited to come to the training camp to take classes and demonstrate something."

Gordon understood what he said.

This is also the advantage of big cities. Invite excellent hunters to come to the training camp to demonstrate and share, and the teaching purpose is secondary.

The handsome and gorgeous equipment and the exciting hunting stories can effectively boost the morale of these naive boys and girls, thereby boosting their training enthusiasm.

It is estimated that the guild leader will lead people here in person, so the little guys misunderstood.

The guild leader, who usually has a stern face, is particularly kind when facing these children, "Not this time, Fei, they are here to find Hilda, and have an urgent mission."

"Is that so?" The girl was a little disappointed, but then she realized something and her eyes widened a little, "Performing a mission with Instructor Hilda?! Wow! Are the seniors all high-level hunters?"

An Xier pointed at Feng Ying, who was proud, "She is not."

Feng Ying: "."

Don't spoil it like this!

Unlike Gordon, who was born in a small mountain village and lacked common sense, these students understood the concept of "high-level hunters" and became excited immediately.

There were even a few well-informed guys who guessed the identity of the Silver Edge Hunting Group based on Gordon and his friends' age and appearance. They became even more excited and shouted loudly, attracting the trainees who were training on the training ground next to them.

The guild leader watched all this with a smile, "You are very popular. It seems that I have to invite you to come here specially next time."

Gordon and his friends laughed dryly in response to the enthusiastic boys and girls, while thinking about how to get out.

The guild leader saw their embarrassment, and since they really had something to do this time, he smiled and said, "Just show the kids something, otherwise they won't leave."

After that, he whispered, "Don't be too exaggerated, it will be even more difficult if the atmosphere is too heated."

Gordon was a little nervous. He, Hayata, and Ansir were not people who liked to show off. The only exception was Feng Ying.

So he simply gave her the task of showing off.

Feng Ying was eager to pull out the Black Horned Dragon Shield Axe, but Gordon glared at her and said, "Use the training weapon."

Feng Ying pouted and had to take the wooden training one-handed sword from the senior student named Fei, and danced with it like a hemp stalk.

This thing is too light

The students who gathered around also calmed down a little, curiously looking at this senior who looked only a few years older than them.

Feng Ying jumped twice on the spot, gripped the hilt tightly, and the light of the fighting spirit flashed on the wooden sword, and then she charged with all her strength.

The students watching only felt a flash before their eyes, and Feng Ying "swooshed" across a distance of seven or eight meters, and the wooden sword in her hand, with the power of charging and charging, smashed fiercely on the head of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King target.

With a loud "bang!", the wooden sword and the head of the target exploded.

"Oh oh oh!"

"Wow!"

Amid the cheers and exclamations, Feng Ying tried to tighten her face, hiding the pride on her face, and returned the training weapon with only a shield and a bare hilt to Fei's hands.

She also said "sorry" in a deep voice, which made Gordon want to beat her up.

However, it must be said that in the eyes of the group of students, Feng Ying's move was really too cool, and even the little girl whose weapon was broken had little stars in her eyes.

Just when Feng Ying was about to raise her lips, she heard a cold laugh and her expression froze.

Hilda, who had come behind her at some point, said sinisterly, "Remember to pay for the damage to the training weapons and targets later."