The practice continued until the evening, and Ivan squeezed all his energy out several times, relying on the blessing of the Holy Sacrament, and his whole body was like a sponge absorbing the essence of mixed martial arts. In the process, he also discovered an additional surprise - the speed at which he digested the nightmare breath was actually accelerated several times through non-stop extreme training.

This discovery doubled the stimulus to Evan's fighting spirit, and the practice became more and more deadly, enough to support a normal person to take a week's energy potions and nutritious meals, which was not enough for him to consume for a day.

Fortunately, Evan has more money, and he can't afford to burn so much money if he is an ordinary student, and the truth of being poor and rich is really applicable to this world.

From early morning to evening, time seemed to stand still in the gravity training room, and only the image of Master Yves and Ivan's sweaty figure kept flickering in the space.

Dingding——!

Just as he was rehydrating and nourishing for the eighth time, a rapid bell rang, and Noah then came with the news that the club was closed.

"Noah, turn off the gravity simulation. ”

After Ivan said this, he narrowed his eyes, raised his head suddenly, and took a long breath like a whale swallowing water, the muscles and membranes of his whole body swelled with his chest, and a sound similar to wind and thunder suddenly came from between his internal organs.

He swallowed this breath into his chest and abdomen, until he could no longer hold it, when he suddenly opened his mouth and hissed like a giant python spitting out a letter. And according to this strange way of pronunciation, he exhaled extremely quickly, trembling with all his internal organs.

Sizzle – sizzle——!

Two streaks of white gas shot out of Ivan's nostrils like a torrent of high-pressure water guns, slamming straight into the metal floor, churning with a faintly scarlet blood mist.

"Hoo ......"

He completely exhaled this breath, and the sound of wind and thunder in his chest and abdomen was also hidden, and then his face turned pale, and he subconsciously pressed his chest hard. When the tingling sensation disappeared with the activation of the blessing of the Holy Communion, he slowly lowered his hand.

"It seems that I haven't practiced at home yet, it's because I'm too eager to become a ......"

Evan sighed, shook his head with some regret, and after standing in place and recovering a little strength, he turned and walked to the door.

In addition to the skills of melee fighting, among the sixteen sets of techniques, there are also secret techniques such as qi training, nourishing the spirit, blood exchange, strengthening the marrow and so on.

What he used just now was to practice qi, but this qi training is not the other practice, it is impossible to become an immortal, and it is impossible to become an immortal in this life. It is just by relying on the special frequency of breathing and breathing, exercising and nourishing the internal organs, so as to achieve the effect of increasing physical strength. Although this set of secret techniques cannot become immortals, it is not something that anyone can learn, and mixed martial arts have not been practiced to a certain level, and strong practice will definitely damage the internal organs - the damage to the internal organs is not a trivial matter, and the light will leave a permanent dark injury or the serious will suddenly die.

Before having a built-in spiritual network, if you hurt your internal organs because of the Qi Fork Exercise, no matter how strong your physical strength is, you have to obediently go to the hospital to hang up in the internal medicine department. Evan has the blessing of the Holy Communion, so he can not do the same thing, and he is not a strong practice, the time has come, and the injury is just because of too much force.

......

MMA club, locker room.

Evan took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, walked into the private bathroom, closed the door, and gently twisted the shower switch.

Uproar——!

The cold and clear water rushed out first, and after a while, the water temperature became warm, and the bathroom slowly fluffed up with bursts of white mist.

"Another day has passed...... I hope gravity training doesn't affect my growth and development......"

Ivan stood beneath the current, letting the warm water pour over his face, his tense muscles loosening under the warm water. Hot water washes over hair and back, runs down the skin and underfoot, washing away most of the sweat and stains.

He tore off the dry towel from the stainless steel hook, drenched it with hot water, and wiped his face vigorously, only then did his tense spirit relax a little.

"Eru Rose......

Ivan closed his eyes, but uncontrollably appeared in his mind the scenes in the palace of the king, and he was forced to ascend the throne. He subconsciously pinched the towel and gritted his teeth with a gurgling sound:

"One day, you will pay for what you have done!"

Evan trained so hard and improved his ability at all costs, not to obediently be the opponent's subordinate after he went back.

Pulling the pretentious woman off the throne and then breaking her neck is what Evan is all about. The revitalization of Menes or something, for him, a traverser, is just a recreation after seizing power.

......

After washing off the stains, Ivan changed into the Pure Shield uniform, took the club's training clothes from the washing machine, and stuffed them into his own closet. With all that done, he hopped into his rented craft and left the MMA club.

Back in the third sky garden, Ivan parked the aircraft on the platform on the second floor, swept the pupil lines, and walked into the corridor on the second floor, and then heard the laughter in the hall downstairs.

He looked down through the armrest and saw that the little mare muse was talking to a stranger he knew, and they were very intimate in their conversations, as if they were much more close to their friends and only slightly lower than their best friends.

The guest was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, wearing a silver-white open-breasted leather coat, a short leather skirt of the same color and long boots. She has a perfect body like a supermodel, with slender limbs and full muscles, and her soft body curves contain a sense of strength. The long burgundy hair of the swallowtail type hung down at the back of the waist, and although the long bangs covered the eyes, the stunning beauty did not diminish in the slightest.

Charmilles !!

How did she end up here?

And, with the little mare muse?、

“......”

There was an uproar in Ivan as he held his breath, turned around as if he hadn't seen anything, and tiptoed to his room.

"Ivan!

The muse's sharp eyes were very untimely, and at a glance he saw the figure of his roommate gradually disappearing, and said hello happily, showing off to Charmilles:

"This is my friend, Evan, the Emperor of the Extreme Eastern Star Domain!"

"It's the Menes Empire on the planet Hyperion! Hyperion is just an insignificant corner of the Extreme East Star Field, and this starry sky belongs to the Federation, so it has nothing to do with me!"

Ivan wanted to keep silent, pretend to be a cold facial paralyzed man, and let them play on their own.

However, the introduction of the little mare immediately disrupted his plans, and in order to maintain political correctness, he had to explain it.