The high-altitude cultivation in the sun was finally declared to be over by the smell of rice, and the gladiators, who were already hungry, simply wiped their bodies, laughed at each other and walked towards the canteen.

The canteen is on the edge of the training ground, there is hardly any distance to speak of, these gladiators want to enter the canteen, but they must go through the training place of reserve gladiators, and naturally see Li Siwu who is still swaying and trying to chop the wooden sword in his hand.

For a while, a little surprise and a slight feeling came to their hearts, whether it was Li Siwu's persistence that he couldn't even stand on his feet with sweat but never gave up, or the drops of blood flowing down the hilt of the sword, they were constantly touching their hearts.

"So this weak chicken hasn't given up yet? But only 500 slashes have not been completed in five hours, and it is really weak, from his hands that must have been ground to the flesh, it can be seen that this kid should not be lazy and slippery during the training process, this has a fart relationship with me, weak is weak, no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of his doomed and tragic fate. ”

Almost all of them would have the same idea after seeing Li Siwu, the life and death of this weak chicken had become more and more insignificant in their eyes, and the little fear that was left before was all vanished because of the scene of kneeling.

After losing the emotions of jealousy, fear, envy, and jealousy, Li Siwu had no sense of existence for them, and was even more unbearable than other reserve gladiators.

The only exception among them was the tower-like man, and Honoramus didn't look at him like the others.

After a slight hesitation, he slowly came to Li Siwu's side with that expressionless face and said in a deep voice: "Don't take daily physical training as just a way to improve physical fitness, shoulder resistance Fang Mu is not only exercising your upper body strength, but also tempering the waist and lower plate stability." ”

"Chopping the stake looks easy and boring on the surface, but in fact it is tempering your body's agility and coordination, as well as reflexes and stability and accuracy.

"Bring me the wooden sword and I'll show you it."

Li Siwu gasped frantically, and when he took his hands away from the hilt of the wooden sword for the first time, there was a series of slight tearing sounds, and the old man who had already half-congealed the blood silk pulled the filthy wooden sword that was full of blood respectfully sent it to Onomamus, but he never said a word.

Although the brow was not furrowed, showing obvious pain, the face was a little deformed by the pain that had become more and more intense for a long time.

Looking at this scene in front of him, even Honoramus, who had been in pain for a long time, couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air, how could he not know what kind of indescribable pain the half-grown child in front of him was enduring.

However, what makes him more satisfied than this ability to endure pain is the perseverance and persistence of the other party, which is far beyond ordinary people, and the facts have shown that this child is definitely a manufacturable material, as long as he trains more, he can definitely become a powerful gladiator with this ruthlessness.

Trying to calm his throbbing heart, he didn't care about the dirty and disgusting blood and the slippery and boring feel on the hilt of the sword, and the big hands that were extremely black but as steady as a rock grasped the hilt of the sword, and the breath of the whole person changed suddenly at that moment.

If the previous Onomamus gave Li Siwu the feeling that he was still in the human realm, he was just a little cold and human, but at this moment, he was incarnated as a desolate beast.

The shock that emanated from his body almost made him unable to breathe, and the pressure that exuded made his hair stand on end, and the boundless fear and surrender that suddenly rose in his heart made him feel like he wanted to bow down.

After forcibly dissipating all this discomfort, force yourself to put all your mind on every part of the opponent, and change all the routes and ways of attacking during the attack.

He knew that the other party's words and deeds this time were indeed because of what he had done, but it was already rare to be able to do it to this extent, and the other party's teaching would definitely not last long, and it was impossible for him to teach like a true disciple from now on.

"Bang bang bang..."

Onomamus's body was as steady as Mount Tai when he didn't move, but when he started, he was like a rabbit and a coiling dragon, and the great power contained in the attack continued to stir the air around him, and the messy air flow formed by the air around him made Li Siwu, who was weak, a little unsteady on his feet.

The ordinary wooden sword turned directly into a murder weapon in the world in his hand, the fierce power, the precise slash, the fancy, but extremely deadly, the fierce attack that ordinary people couldn't see clearly, although it was only carried out three times, came to an abrupt end, but it made Li Siwu's heart stop for a few seconds.

Of course, Li Siwu couldn't see Onomamus's attack clearly, and he couldn't comprehend much of the true meaning from it, after all, this was the foundation of people who had practiced hard for more than 20 years.

He didn't know what these three thunderous attacks meant, but he knew that if he replaced the stake with himself, then he would definitely be like that stake, and he would be easily killed by the other party without the slightest power to fight back.

The gap was far beyond his imagination, but it did not make him feel the slightest fear and cringe, but from the depths of his heart, an uncontrollable excitement and excitement like a volcanic eruption burst out.

Because he finally knows what he can get in this world? Because he finally saw the hope and the way to become a strong man!

Although his IQ of more than 160 is far from being comparable to that of a computer, it allows him to imprint all the physical changes and all the trajectories of Onomamus on his soul, and after about five seconds of repeated disassembly and combination, he can turn it into his own in a way that he can accept.

If you want to confirm whether this understanding is correct or not, you need to keep exploring it yourself.

Li Siwu didn't know when he took the wooden sword back in his hand, nor did he know when he used the wooden sword to cut the stake again, and he didn't know when Onomamus left.

For nearly six hours, from sunrise to sunset, he was like a demon, and through countless practices, he gradually transferred the memories engraved on his soul to his own body, his arms, and his wrists.

Such a short period of time is far from enough for him to get any promotion, and it is impossible for him to truly understand the height of Onomamers, which has been tempered for decades.

But after a simple and short teaching by Onomamus, Li Siwu finally had a target to move forward, and although the slashing movements he showed at this moment still seemed so childish and powerless, it was a big step forward compared to before.

As long as he can continue to grow at this speed, he will definitely be much faster than others imagined, and continue to grow stronger at a much faster speed.