Luckily for Donkey, the girl Fuyana's strange punch didn't seem to be skilled, and she hadn't seen it again except for the opening one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Unfortunately, this does not mean that Tang Qi feels relaxed, although Fuyana's moves are rusty, but they are subtle and eccentric, the fist wearing fox skin gloves can always appear in the direction of Tang Qi's dodge, and the bearskin boots ghostly kick into the gap of his defense.

For a moment, Tang Qi was beaten like a sandbag.

Thanks to the choice of this set of armor, Tang Qi's arm blocked the fist that hit him head, but he was kicked in the buttocks, I don't know if it was an illusion, Tang Qi felt that this girl seemed to be particularly persistent in kicking her ass......

It's good to kick your ass, Tang Qi smiled bitterly, her ass is thick and more durable.

"Haha, you're hiding. Fuyana's silver bell-like laughter fell on Tang Qi's ears, inexplicably a little familiar, but he couldn't think of it, and finally gave up thinking, the nobles who could use the best venue of the martial arts hall could not have intersections.

After receiving a lot of punches and kicks, relying on the protection of armor, the strength of the middle stage of the source qi was reduced a lot, Tang Qi held his breath and barely adapted, and then stared at Fuyana with wide eyes.

In all fairness, Fuyana's movements are not fast, and the connection between her fists and feet is also very rusty, but it is this unfamiliar action that makes people feel that they can't dodge, Fuyana's footsteps are very tight, and her fists and feet are densely suppressed, like an ice storm, and there is no way to dodge.

The arm protects the important parts, and Tang Qi is too busy to take care of the other places, and his eyes are fixed on Fuyana's movements.

This beating can't be in vain, taking advantage of the fact that her movements don't change much, she can memorize a move by rote, even if she lacks change in this way, it is better than her own street fighting routine. Tang Qi didn't care about the pain, and memorized Fuyana's movements in his heart in the spirit of stealing a little bit.

Just by watching and stealing, it is generally a fantasy, but Fuyana has just been taught by her mentor not long ago, and every punch and kick strictly imitates fixed movements, and after hundreds of punches, Tang Qi tried to remember her movements.

This sparring lasted for 4 hours, and Fuyana wanted to rest and go home many times halfway, but was stopped by the mentor with a frosty face at the door, turned around and vented her anger on Tang Qi, poor Tang Qi rarely understood her hook trajectory, and was beaten by her for an hour, forgetting most of it.

Eventually, the girl threatened the two guards and left the gym.

"It's finally gone!"

If it weren't for Erica standing at the door with a sneering face, Tang Qi would have fallen to the ground with his head in pain! All over his body! After being beaten for 4 hours, even through the armor, the fists and kicks in the middle of the source qi were not so easy to suffer.

"Clean up, rest for half an hour, and wait for the guests. Erica said coldly.

Tang Qi took off his helmet, a puff of white air rose, and he grinned: "As far as I know, the rule of the martial arts hall is that the sparring partner has a one-hour break for a quarter of an hour, and my rest time should be one hour, and the rest will be until 7 o'clock." He pointed to the clock, the martial arts hall closed at eight o'clock, he shouldn't be so unlucky to be selected again.

"It's you, as a receptionist who left for no reason, and the steward shouldn't mind deducting some coins from you. ”

Erica snorted coldly, turned around and went downstairs first.

Tang Qi naturally didn't have the heart to make a small report, and took the elevator back to the 5th floor with his tired body, and now he knew why the martial arts hall was making an elevator, and he had to be helped downstairs without this thing.

In the sparring lounge on the 5th floor, as soon as I pushed the door, I smelled a sour smell, and the people who were resting in twos and threes collapsed on the leather chairs without grace, sweating, but they didn't dare to open the window, and the boots they took off were lying around, so that the people around them didn't dare to approach.

The sparring partners are all hard-working people, no one cares about these, Tang Qi usually loves to be clean, but now he can't take care of it, as soon as he takes off the thick armor, the whole person seems to be fished out of the water, tiredness hits, and he falls on the leather chair.

"Boy, smear some medicine. I forgot to tell you yesterday, borrowing from you is compensation. A big hand suddenly slapped Tang Qi on the shoulder, causing him to grin in pain, and Taylor threw a bottle of plaster over.

He definitely did it on purpose, looking at Taylor with a smile on his face, Tang Qi pursed his lips, although the contact was not long, he could see that this guy was honest on the outside and dark on the inside.

The plaster was a little cold at first, but soon felt warm, Tang Qi applied the painful areas all over his body, Taylor said, if you don't apply this healing cream, you will stop working the next day, lie at home and wait for the deduction.

Tang Qi felt that he was exaggerating when he sold the ointment, but after applying the ointment, his body was indeed much more sore, and he secretly said that he would have to prepare some tomorrow.

After recovering some strength, I went to take a hot bath, and the rest treatment of the martial arts hall was good, in addition to not taking care of the meal, a small piece of soap was provided for the bath. Tang Qi used half of the finger-sized soap, and put the rest in his pocket, intending to take it home.

Hot water relieved the fatigue, and after taking a bath, Tang Qi felt that he had finally come to life. At this time, Taylor was gone, presumably he was chosen, in his words, with his dodging skills, and the powerful were willing to choose him.

The martial arts gym has a commission, so the sparring partners don't mind playing two more games a night, of course, provided that the body can afford it.

Tang Qi still underestimated Erica's desire for revenge, and after an hour's break, she immediately found a new customer. He is a noble boy, not a few years older than Tang Qi, and has the strength to store source qi in the middle stage.

I don't know what Erica said in the ear of the aristocratic boy, after he got on the field, the opposite side was like a mad dog, and Tang Qi had no power to dodge.

In terms of subtlety of his moves alone, he can't catch up with Fuyana, but his skillful movements make Tang Qi bitter. Being beaten by Fuyana, you can still steal a little something, and being beaten by him is really being beaten.

What kind of martial arts gym are you here when you are so familiar! Tang Qi glared at his opponent angrily, but unfortunately there was a mask covering him and people couldn't see it.

However, the strength of this aristocratic young man's fists and feet was not as great as Fuyana's, Tang Qi took a deep breath and put all his thoughts on dodging, all as if he was practicing dodging. Just now Taylor taught a set of dodging postures, which is said to have been summarized by the beating he has been a sparring partner for ten years, and he has demonstrated it several times for Tang Qi to write it down.

However, when he was really in the middle of the battle, Tang Qi found that it was difficult to dodge.

An hour of sparring was not a long time, but it was enough to make the already tired Tang Qi feel confused, however, he didn't notice it, and the more he got to the end, the more punches and kicks he dodged. When the clock rang, Tang Qi ignored the customer's contemptuous gaze, and sat on the ground gasping for air.

The aristocratic boy took off his armor under the service of the servants, wiped off the sweat, and with the pride peculiar to the nobility, took out a handful of silver wolves from his money bag and threw them on the ground, and then accompanied him away with Erica smiling.

Watching the aristocratic young man leave surrounded by servants, Tang Qi didn't say a word, sat on the ground and waited for his strength to recover a little, and picked up the silver wolves on the ground one by one. Counting them, there were 11 in total, but Tang Qi was not happy at all about the windfall.

Growing up in an egalitarian world, such an intuitive face of class differences made him feel uneasy for a while.

However, the sentimental Tang Qi has never liked it, so after sitting for a while, he got up and changed his clothes, and rushed home before the night cooled down.