"That's not necessarily true. The Earl is so busy. I heard that he hardly ever leaves the Earl's Mansion. How could he have so much time to take care of other things?"
Sean did not refute Shakira's words. He just asked her to call the instructor who was teaching on the scene, as he had some questions about training that he wanted to ask him.
Although the girls looked embarrassed, they still called the instructor who was training everyone in the venue as they requested. The instructor was a warrior with the strength of a level 5 orderer. When he saw them, he looked at them curiously and finally asked.
"What's the problem, sir?"
"I wanted to ask you about your physical training. Is it enough to just follow this kind of normal training every day?"
In fact, Sean has also done a lot of research on physical training.
Now in my understanding, cultivating physical fitness is similar to practicing magic. Both involve some simple connections, and then as physical fitness increases, blood volume will slowly increase. When you break through the level barrier, it means that the person has entered the next level, and the training in the next level is the same, but the intensity is stronger than before.
For example, a person at level 1 can only do 10 frog jumps and run 2 kilometers, but after reaching level 2, his physical fitness can jump 50 laps and run 10 kilometers, which is an increase of one level.
Sean told the other party about his doubts, hoping to get answers, but all he got in return was a cold stare.
"Sir, if you don't understand body training, don't blindly guide students. How can this method possibly improve performance? I don't know which instructor you heard this from. You're simply talking nonsense. Body training is a very complex process that requires detailed study..."
The argument between the two also attracted the attention of the students who were still exercising, and a group of people came over to take a look.
Only the smallest boy in the crowd slowly moved closer to look in surprise, because although the man in front of him was dressed differently, he could still tell who he was.
"Um...Excuse me, are you Earl Sean Weigel?"
ah?
There was a moment of silence.
Quiet and surprised!
"So it really is you, Lord Earl. How did you find time to come here?"
Sean looked down at the short boy. No wonder he looked familiar before. Upon closer inspection, he found that he looked very similar to Dante, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
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