Chapter 1412 The Training Target


    "Well, doctor. How''s his condition?" the attendant in yellow asked indifferently.


    "Judging from his pulse, he must have suffered some internal injuries. Moreover, he doesn''t seem to be


    a spirit warrior. It means that the injuries he acquired may actually be too severe that they could take


    his life. He must be treated as soon as possible if we want to save him," the doctor remarked in a


    serious tone.


    "Humph! This guy has terrible luck. Oh well, that''s actually none of our business. Doctor, can''t you just


    give him some sort of medicine? As long as he bes a little better, we can then report the


    any use to us anymore," the attendant in blue remarked in an annoyed tone.


    "I''m afraid I can''t do that. It''s inappropriate even if he''s just from a lower kind of race," the doctor replied


    hesitantly. As a doctor, he was supposed to carry his duty out no matter who was it that needed his


    service.


    "Come on, it''s okay! No one will care about the life of a homeless man. Just do what we say and all of


    us can move past this," the attendant said as his voice became slightly threatening.


    At this point, the doctor seemed to be a bit afraid of the attendants, so he was left with no choice but to


    agree. Then, he took out a piece of paper and pen from the medicine box, wrote a prescription, and


    handed it to the two attendants.


    "Here. Take it and go to the pharmacy. Ask them to prepare the medicine, boil it, and send it here as


    soon as possible," the doctor instructed. "See? It isn''t that hard," the attendant in bluemented as


    he took the prescription.


    After briefly scanning it, he handed the paper to the attendant in yellow. "Huh? Why are you giving it to


    me? Just do it. You''re the one who took it in the first ce," the attendant in yellowined,


    strongly refusing to take it.


    "Why? It''s because you have an old lover in the pharmacy. We can get it done faster that way," the


    attendant in blue answered with a meaningful smile.


    "Don''t talk nonsense! It''s going to be theplete opposite, you dimwit," The face of the attendant in


    yellow was obviously flustered when he heard that.


    "Just hurry up! If this guy dies and Miss Hannah mes us for it, imagine the consequences. I think


    that''s more scary than facing you ex-lover," the attendant in blue urged as he thrust the paper into the


    hands of hispanion.


    The attendant in yellow wore a sour expression as he took the paper and eventually walked out of the


    room.


    At the same time, the attendant in blue kicked Rocky a few times and said, "Hey, brat! Don''t die on us


    or I''ll throw you into the woods and feed you to the wild dogs."


    "Don''t worry… I won''t," Rocky answered as he acted like a very weak person that was about to die.


    Hearing this, the attendant smirked and walked out of the storage room too.


    Seeing that the two attendants would be gone for quite a while, Rocky decided to sneak out of the


    storage room, intending to familiarize himself with the various ces in the city.


    ''Hmm. From the conversation between Ramon and the youngdy, this ce is a property of the


    governor. Does that mean that the youngdy is actually the governor''s daughter?'' Rocky guessed.


    A momentter, he passed by at what seemed to be a training ground. He saw at least a hundred


    young men and women who vigorously practiced their swordsmanship. Each of them exuded strong


    spiritual aura and had the strength that should be at least on par with the cultivators at the Heavenly


    Stage.


    "Hey, brat! Why are you loitering at this ce?" While Rocky was observing the training ground, he


    didn''t notice that three figures came over from behind him. Among them was a young man in a white


    robe who questioned him. After all, Rocky was a bit suspicious-looking with his sloppy and furtive


    appearance.


    "Oh, what can I do for you, sirs?" Rocky quickly asked respectfully. At the same time, he nced at the


    three men and perceived that their spiritual power was equivalent to that of the cultivators at the


    Supernal Stage.


    "You don''t look like a member of the Sword Spirit City. What are you doing here and where do you


    himself and he found Rocky as an eyesore.


    "I''m just a handyman from the beast farm and I''m quite new here. That''s why I''m not yet familiar with all


    the ces," Rocky replied calmly.


    "Humph! A handyman? No wonder you look this shabby." The man in white imposed his authority and


    sneered, "Listen carefully. This is a training ground and those irrelevant can''t just enter this ce


    whenever they like. Do you understand?"


    "I see. I apologize, sir. I didn''t know. I''m going to take my leave now." Rocky bowed apologetically and


    turned to leave. He didn''t want as much attention as possible.


    "Hold on! I didn''t say that you could leave yet. You''re already here, so I guess we can make use of you.


    It just happens that the three of us need a target for our training. You''ll just do nicely," the man in white


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    said as if he was talking to a ve.


    "Training target?" Rocky asked with a smile as he was forced to y along for a while since the man


    didn''t seem willing to let him go that easily.


    "Yes. For practicing our swordsmanship, of course," the man in white replied in a matter-of-fact tone.


    "Will it be dangerous?" Rocky inquired, putting a fake concern in his voice.


    "Ha-ha! You don''t need to worry. We, the disciples of the Sword Spirit City, are much stronger than


    ordinary cultivators. You''re not going to get hurt because we are the elite disciples in this field," the man


    in white answered confidently as a cunning look shed in his eyes.


    "All right then. No problem." Rocky had always been a straightforward man. If someone offended him,


    he wouldn''t just stand idly. Since the man in white wanted to take advantage of him, Rocky thought of


    giving him the taste of his own medicine.


    As they found a spot where they could train, the three men nced at each other and asked Rocky to


    stand at a designated position not far away from them.


    "I''ll try first!" One of the disciples was itching to give it a try. He quickly pulled out the spiritual sword


    from his back and spun it in the air. The sword then immediately flew out into the air and darted


    towards Rocky as it was being controlled by his fingers.


    The flying spiritual sword was approaching swiftly and it seemed like any ordinary person who was hit


    by it would be easily killed. However, Rocky knew that these three disciples didn''t have the intention to


    kill him. Instead, they would make it seem to really target him in order to frighten and embarrass him.


    Rocky saw through them quite effortlessly and nned on retaliating in his own way. Therefore, when


    he saw the spiritual sword almost hitting him, he slightly shook his hand. His movement was very


    unnoticeable, but he was able to make the sword suddenly turn and rush back to the disciple who


    threw it.


    The disciple was caught off guard because he didn''t expect the sword to dash back at him. Thus, he


    panicked and tried his best to dodge it in a hurry. However, his shoulders were still slightly grazed by


    the spiritual sword. As a result, a part of his clothe was torn and blood trickled down, making him look


    like a mere amateur that made a fool of himself.


    The man in white and the other disciple were a bit stunned at first, but they thought that it was just an


    honest mistake. Hence, theyughed at theirpanion who was even excited to try first. "Hey! Have


    you been going to the brothel a lot recently? You can''t even use your sword well. Get some more


    practice, will you?"


    "It''s impossible. I''m sure that I made it…" At that moment, the injured disciple looked at his spiritual


    sword in confusion before looking at Rocky. He was a bit perplexed because he was sure that just now,


    he felt that his spiritual sword was knocked by an unknown force that made it rush back towards him.


    "Watch and learn, man. This is how you do it." The second disciple stepped forward and sneered with


    confidence. He then put his hands together and unsheathed his spiritual sword. In the blink of an eye,


    the sword shot towards Rocky as if aet piercing through the sky. At the same time, the strength


    exhibited by him was a little stronger than that of the previous disciple.


    However, before Rocky, it was still something trivial. When the second spiritual sword was almost near


    him, he stealthily moved his body away to avoid the attack at a speed that would be hard to discern


    through the naked eyes.


    Upon seeing that he also missed by a huge margin, the second disciple widened his eyes in disbelief.


    "Come on! Do you guys not know how to properly aim a still target? If the elder sees this, both of you


    will be in a lot of trouble." The man in white shook his head as he chuckled loudly.


    "Let me try again!" the second disciple shouted. Making a mistake like that was noughing matter for


    him. He controlled his spiritual sword and made it attack Rocky from behind. However, the moment that


    it was about to reach him, the spiritual sword deviated from its original trajectory again.


    The disciple almost went insane that he kept attacking Rocky nonstop, but the sword just couldn''t touch


    him. It was as if there was a barrier surrounding him that deflected the de any time that it was about


    to hit him.


    At this point, even the man in white grew annoyed at this embarrassing sight. Thus, he stepped forward


    himself and shouted, "Get out of the way! You''re such a disgrace. I''ll do it myself!" After saying that, he


    brandished his own spiritual sword. Compared to the other two disciples, he was obviously much


    stronger. In fact, the moment he unsheathed his sword, an overbearing sword aura swept across the


    area.


    The next moment, the man''s spiritual sword turned into a shadow and instantly disappeared in midair.


    "Ha! That brat has some bad luck. There''s no escaping that attack!" one of the disciples shouted. He


    rubbed his hands as he expected a great showing up.


    The spiritual skills of the Supreme Ether Land were divided into three stages—primary, medium, and


    premium. At that time, the skill employed by the man in white was swordsmanship at the medium stage


    of the Spirit Realm in the Sword Spirit City.


    At the sight of this, Rocky''s eyes narrowed. As the spiritual sword disappeared, so was the spiritual


    aura that it carried. He knew that this wasn''t some ordinary skill that was easy to deal with.