Thinking of this, an irrepressible excitement occupied Jin Zhan's thinking. He excitedly threw away the guqin in his hand and raised his left and right hands to look at it carefully.

Under the exploration of powerful perception, he can clearly see that the contours of his right arm have changed slightly from his left arm. He could already faintly see the faint outline of the muscles on the forearm of his right hand.

And the diameter of the right arm has also significantly exceeded that of the left arm. He hurriedly got up and tried the difference in the strength of his left and right hands, and found that there was a significant difference in both wrist strength and grip strength!

This kind of discovery made him almost can't help but shout loudly. After working hard for a long time and going through risks, I finally got a little harvest.

Although it is only a slight change in strength and motor nerve response, this has completed the most critical and essential change and breakthrough from 0 to 1.

With the growth of motor nerves and wider coverage, skeletal muscles will naturally grow and grow. The current muscle contour and strength growth in his right hand is undoubtedly a real reflection of his real-world body.

Jin Zhan hurriedly recalled the scene when he threw that punch again. At that time, the absoluteness of the shipwreckage and the courage to move forward and be fearless are vividly vivid.

But that kind of emotion doesn't come easily. It is also in the high-pressure environment of the outside world, and many complex factors can be promoted, and it may not be easy to simply replicate.

Jin Zhan, who was so excited, still ran to the training ground alone in the middle of the night to try to train his body. His long-awaited physical breakthrough finally arrived, and the gap between him and Zuo Yulan was hopefully gradually reduced.

And after seeing this hope, where is he willing to waste his time again? The gladiator sword, which Jin Zhan usually didn't dare to hope for, was now tightly held in his right hand.

Although the weight of the gladiator's sword was still a huge burden for his right hand now when he grew up. But the newly grown skeletal muscle cells in his arms seem to be eager for this kind of challenge.

The slender muscle fibers were tensed to the extreme, and Jin Zhan seemed to feel that his motor nerves and skeletal muscles were breathing happily, and the skin of his faintly hot right arm began to ooze beads of sweat.

In the end, under the stimulation of the strength challenge, the motor nerve has a positive feedback under the subtle and subtle feedback. Soon, smaller nerve fiber endings will grow and grow in the soil of the right hand.

After exercising adaptability for a long time, Jin Zhan can now actually dance the gladiator sword a few times, and that kind of hearty experience is something he has never experienced in his life.

Martial arts movements that I didn't dare to imagine before have emerged from the database in my mind at this time......

Just when he was getting better and forgetting about things. A familiar voice came from behind him, which made him nervous. With a bang, the sword in his right hand also fell to the ground.

I only heard the voice of Omenanus behind me: "Jin Zhan, why are you still practicing in the training ground so late?" I've never seen you work this hard before. ”

When he saw the gladiator sword falling from the ground, Omenas was amazed and said, "Can you actually wield the gladiator sword?" Has your strength grown so significantly? There was a natural sense of joy in his words.

The first reaction to the appearance of Omenas Jin Zhan behind him was to think that it was not good, didn't this guy drink too much during the banquet just now? With so much enjoyment arranged in the back, can he actually be alone and unmoved?

That means that tomorrow he and Spartacus have one more strong opponent to stop them from escaping!!

But the coach's concern as before, so that he couldn't have a little confrontational emotion. As for what is about to happen tomorrow, Jin Zhan can't calculate it carefully now, so he has to take one step at a time.

He said to Omenas, the black coach who seemed to be invisible in the dark: "Coach will tell you the truth, I also just noticed that my right hand strength has improved significantly. That's when I spent the night in the training ground trying to try it out. ”

"Oh? Is your right hand changed after that punch knocked down Shadow of Death? Is your previously damaged motor nerve so miraculously repaired? Omenas asked curiously.

"That's right, I feel a noticeable difference between the control of my right hand and my left, and the motor nerves that have been sleeping for a long time seem to be really starting to wake up. But it was only focused on the right arm of the hand where I threw the punch. Jin Zhan told the truth.

Omenas was even more overjoyed, patted Jin Zhan on the shoulder and said, "The magic of this guy is really countless. Anyway, congratulations, I think Capua is about to usher in a true god of the arena. ”

The god of the arena? Jin Zhan smiled helplessly again. Thinking that Coach Omenas was really devoted to this arena business, didn't he even think about obtaining the status of a free slave?

And it is really sad to regard such a ridiculous aristocratic charity as the so-called god of the arena as his lofty spiritual belief. Kim Zhan decided to subtly influence the black coach's mindset.

He tried to communicate with the coach: "What about the gods of the Capua Arena? When the god of the arena grows old, the body of the wind candle will usher in his fall sooner or later. Even if you successfully leave the arena, can the former honor allow you to enjoy your old age? ”

"Those injuries that have been suffered, the fatigue that has accumulated in the body, will gradually explode. When you are old and have no one to rely on, and you are unable to compete, how will you face this cruel society? ”

When Omenus heard this, he felt a little angry, because the honor of the gladiator he cherished had been so nakedly provoked by Jin Zhan.

He rarely said to Jin Zhan in a stern tone: "You are wrong! As a warrior in the arena. Every scar and mark on my body is a medal of honor for me. The moment you become a gladiator, you should cherish these things. ”

"And your heroic legend will be forever etched in the history of the Capua Arena. Even though I am old and weak, I have no one to rely on, but the story I used to have is still so singable, crying, and heart-wrenching, how can this not be the life that a man should have? ”

Jin Zhan also retorted with the same seriousness: "Coach, you are also wrong!" What you think is glory, what you think is a heart-wrenching, singable and weeping legendary experience and story, from another point of view, is nothing more than a bloody and cruel massacre. ”

"No offense, suppose that if you had a child, do you think his young and innocent heart would accept this glory stained with your blood? Why should your iron bones, your disobedience and your struggle be inflicted on those miserable people who, like you, have no control over their own destiny? ”

"You put your life at the cost of your own life or the lives of others, just to please the powerful. How much does this really mean? ”

When it comes to the essential question of the battle of ideas, Omenas, although he has always been humble and peaceful, is also emotionally impatient at this time.

Jin Zhan's words made him not have to recall his past, he also had a beloved woman. It's a pity that he couldn't have an heir due to changes, otherwise how could he not want to give him complete love?

Put yourself in your shoes, how can you be willing to let your child accept such bloody and cruel values? In fact, he is physically and mentally kind, not a bloodthirsty and cruel person, but because he has lived in the slave owner's house for too long, his mind has been solidified into an inhuman form. But Jin Zhan's questions, he often asks himself. And every time he asked, he only had deep helplessness and sighs.

After a long time, Omenas softened his tone and said, "Master Batitas has been kind to me, even if I understand that this is an absolutely wrong point of no return. But so what? He is my master and I have to obey him. ”

Jin Zhan didn't want to let him go like this, and continued to ask: "Then haven't you thought about being your own master?" ”

Omennas exclaimed, "It's so incredible that only one of the gladiators I know has been freed. His name is Gannix and he is the arena champion of Capua's predecessor. His story is too legendary to be replicated. ”

"I don't think I can live as casually as he did. Of course, I have no objection to you pursuing freedom as much as he does. But I'm different, I feel a little bit of belonging here. ”

"He's actually good to you and Spartacus, you see that this time he has gone to great lengths to send someone to get Spartacus's wife Sulla back and reunite them. Don't you think the owner is still a good person overall? ”

This sentence expresses the essential reason for the emergence of Omenans's conservative thinking. Jin Zhan was surprised to find out that Omenanas actually had a certain sense of belonging to the Batitas family.

Could it be that Batitas himself was really a relatively good slave owner? But the previous experience is in front of him, whether it is gambling with people's lives in the underground arena, or conniving at his wife and his subordinates to be embarrassed and make trouble. No matter how you look at it, he is not a man worthy of the respect and trust of Omenas anymore.

But if he helped Spartacus find his wife Sula, then it has to be said that Batitas did treat him well in this matter.

Perhaps, in this era, with such a huge class gap, there are slave owners who can do these things and be considered the best among them, right? At this point, Jin Zhan also began to understand Omenas's stubbornness a little.