The crazy celebration is over, and the training still has to continue, after all, this is the daily life of gladiators. Early the next morning, ignoring www.biquge.info brothers' hangover, Kaizon whipped them up with a leather whip and rushed to the training ground, where the prostitutes were picked up by a carriage sent by the owner of the brothel. Isenhard was already standing majestically in the stands, with Thor and Black and White standing quietly beside him.

"Smack!" Kaizon whipped him on the sand and began to speak, "Gladiators, listen! From today, our family has stepped on a new level: you are all real iron men now, there are no new dings, no rookies, so there should be no bad seeds! Therefore, you must train harder, everyone must do their best to improve themselves, win the competition, and win greater glory for the family and for themselves!"

The gladiators immediately cheered up and raised their arms and shouted, "Isenhard, Isenhard, Isenhard!"

"Alright, let's eat!" Cayson ordered, and a new day began.

Based on their performance in the draft, the gladiators' sparring grouping has changed somewhat. Zhang Long was assigned to Ricksart: Judging from his performance in the match with Baie, Kaisong seems to have seen a special style of play specifically for the "classical", that is, the "defensive counterattack against the defensive counterattack" that Zhang Long has learned on his own. This concept is well worth exploring, and having the two of them fight against each other will be of great benefit to both Zhang Long's growth and Ricksart's further improvement.

Therefore, Zhang Long has suffered a lot: I don't know if it was for the resentment that he secretly exposed last night, or if he really wanted to find out Zhang Long's style of play, and the champion was ruthless. So Zhang Long was knocked down again and again, and he was covered with bruises, a blue nose and swollen face. However, every discerning person can see that Zhang Long's level has made a qualitative leap, and compared with the time when he was beaten unconscious, both strength and reaction ability have risen to a higher level. And the attack is no longer blind, the feints are played decently, and there are even several times when Ricksart almost catches the path and is hit by his second counterattack. But of course, the strength of the champion is not blown out, and it is Zhang Long who is knocked down on the battlefield every time.

As for Fectuma, because of the shortcomings shown in the draft against agile players, he was assigned by Kaisong to the absolute agile type: Grentis. The two of them had a long-standing grudge, and the battle was full of gunpowder, and each time Fetsuma's frenzied offensive was destroyed by fishing nets, and several times he was beaten hard by the whole shroud, and thanks to Cayson's whip, Grentis stopped.

"Watch your rules!" Cayson pulled the barbarian out of the net, and shouted, "A brute force, the brute can make it, and you have forgotten all the things I taught you?"

Fikchuma's eyes were red: "You know what kind of hero is a man with a net?"

"Smack!" Kaisong whipped him fiercely, "What do you think you are, you dare to question the rules of the sacred arena? The water ghost gladiator is a faction approved by His Majesty the King himself, you think it's unfair, go tell the King!"

Fetsuma was speechless, and Kaisong continued to teach: "Don't blame the faction for your failures, each faction has its own strengths and weaknesses, and being able to grasp these in actual combat is the key to victory!

Glintys nodded in obedience, pulled up the rack, and the nets flew in the air towards the coach. Kaisong's eyes were like a torch, and with a sudden force under his feet, the ghostly dodged the fishing net from the side, and then with a loud roar, the great axe slashed diagonally at Grentis's waist. Unfazed, the gladiator retreated, his scimitar already stabbing at the coach's waist, but was picked aside by the handle of Cayson's spinning axe. Before the coach could prepare for the next attack, Grentis's fishing net was thrown out again and rolled towards Kaison's legs, but the coach seemed to have seen through his intentions a long time ago, just took a few steps lightly, and then took advantage of the distance advantage to slash down at Grentis's head, forcing him back.

"Alright, stop. Kaisong finished the sparring and threw the axe back to Fikrumana: "Do you see clearly?

Fekmar was dumbfounded: gladiatorial fighting is really a profound science! He was no longer impatient, and calmed down and continued to train with Grentis. Although he was still beaten badly, he would definitely not continue to be beaten in an orderly manner and do useless work as he did just now.

As for Haishan, she is a special training object. After all, before him, there had never been a trainer, a coach who had tried to train a safari star, so even the experienced Kaisong was facing a whole new field for his training. At present, Kaisong only arranged for Haishan to practice with the good players of each faction in the family as much as possible, and the correction and guidance of the movements are indispensable, which can be said to have taken a lot of effort. And Hai Shan didn't seem to disappoint him, although he didn't play any tricks in the sparring within the family, his basic skills were good enough, and Kaizon could clearly see that this guy always kept a hand, and even at the expense of losing the sparring, he refused to reveal his full strength.

As Saul once said, when it comes to the arena, those who despise Hysan will not end well. Although Kaisong has a lot of complaints about Haishan's style, from the current point of view, his comprehensive performance has really not disappointed him.

On the training ground, the gladiators practiced all over the sand, and in the open-air courtyard in the middle of the mansion, the training sessions of Esenhard and Thor were also in full swing.

To be honest, Thor was shocked when he saw Isenhard kneeling on one knee in the shallow pool in the middle of the courtyard in a praying gesture, his whole body shrouded in a halo of milky white holy light. He never dreamed that this trainer's comprehension of the Holy Light would be so fast, and in less than two months, the Holy Light fluctuation energy sensed by Esenhard had reached the level of a fairly good paladin apprentice, which he had never seen or heard of in many years. What's more, this trainer's heart had no belief in the righteous precepts of the Holy Light at all, but was filled with ambition and power, which simply subverted his three views. However, every time he asked Esenhard about this question, he always got a slightly mysterious answer:

"Boy, the core ideas of the Light are actually in the creeds you believe in, but you don't notice it. 」

Strangely, which one could it be? Thor recited the Sunnah of Sakaram over and over again, but never found it. He could only continue to help Isenhard continue to improve and train him to become a paladin who was at least qualified in strength.

"Very well, Master," Thor said as calmly as he stood by the pool, "Clear water is the best reference for the purifying power of the Holy Light, meditating in the water, feeling the flow of the Holy Light, experiencing the resonance of your body and mind with the Holy Light, and becoming one with the Holy Light is the first step to becoming a Paladin. 」

Esenhard followed Thor's instructions meticulously, and he felt the warm current of harmony with the ripples of clear water rushing through his body, and he felt an indescribable comfort. Holy light enveloped him, pouring into his limbs and bones, filling him with strength. Finally, after more than an hour, the water was completely calm, and Isenhard seemed to enter an uncanny state, his mind almost completely clear, no longer thinking about anything, but as if he was thinking about everything at the same time. He involuntarily stood up and walked out of the pool step by step, but there was no fluctuation in the surface of the water!

"Okay, Master, you've mastered the art of meditation!" Thor pressed the excitement in his heart and said slowly, "Now, stretch your limbs and look up at the sky. 」

Esenhard stood quietly by the pool with his arms outstretched, his feet shoulder-width apart, and his face raised to look up at the blue sky. The sun shone on him, blending with the holy light within him, soothing his every pore, and the rolling power followed.

"Ah......h

Thor was really shocked, comprehending the meditation, he could channel the Holy Light and really start the training of the Paladin, he would never have imagined that Isenhard's progress would be so fast: you know, it would take at least a few years, if not more than ten years, for an ordinary Paladin apprentice to reach this point from childhood!

The whistling slowly stopped, and Esenhard opened his eyes and looked at Thor happily, "Boy, it feels so good. 」

Thor nodded silently, "Master, you are amazing. 」

"So, let's move on. Isenhard said, kneeling down on one knee before Thor, "Guide me to the flow of the Light, and show me how. 」

Thor placed his right hand on Esenhard's forehead and closed his eyes, trying to use his light to resonate with Esenhard's body. It's good, the response is enthusiastic. He took a deep breath and began to channel the flow of light for Isenhard. Once again, unexpectedly, the trainer's mind was very calm, and there were no distractions at all. He also trained apprentices in the Angel Knights, and the mood of those young people was much more chaotic, and sometimes they couldn't respond to their own guidance at all, I really didn't expect this halfway monk uncle to have such a realm, it was really admirable.

This long "hand-covering ceremony" lasts until the sun goes down.

"Good, boy. Isenhard got up, regained his overjoyed expression, and judged the two of them with the silence just now: "After tomorrow, you should teach me the martial arts of the paladin!"

"No, Master. Thor shook his head, "Actually, there is no Paladin martial arts. Our basic fighting skills are actually no different from ordinary soldiers, except that they are a combination of the Holy Light and the Divine Light-driven mysteries. They are all paladins, and the Knights of the Angels of Anteysteg, the Knights of the Westmachus and the Knights of the Light of Candras all have different fighting skills, not to mention the Knights of the Hand of Sakalam in the Eastern Continent, who rarely even use shields. Armies in different regions have completely different fighting styles, so the Paladins do the same. 」

"That's ......," Esenhard frowned and thought for a moment, "In other words, the Goethe's gladiator style that I am familiar with can also be integrated with the Holy Light?"

"Yes. Thor said, "But there is a noble martial arts, and I must teach you. He paused, "Shoot!"