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Not surprisingly, Fei Quma, Zhang Long and Hai Shan are the three most improved. The first two are naturally the result of hard work, and Haishan is inseparable from the special attention of the master and coach, of course, if you don't work hard, it's useless.

Of course, the other newcomers were also aware of Zhang Long and Fei Quma's extra training at night, and would join in with them from time to time, but none of them could do the same day after day as they did. Zhang Long couldn't help but sigh to himself: Is this the gap between the protagonist and the supporting role? If you can have this momentum before the crossing, will you be able to be a top student when you go to school, and you won't be reduced to the partition after graduation?

Of course not. In this world, how can there be such a good thing as a reward for hard work? The so-called chicken soup essay, success science, and the like are all out-and-out pseudo-science, and the real cruel reality is: If you don't work hard, you will definitely not reap the rewards, but if you work hard, you will not necessarily get the rewards!

Take going to school as an example, those who don't do their jobs at all must be scumbags, but there are not many scumbags who study hard every day in the second half of the morning and make up classes frantically at all without sparing a lot of money, but their grades have not improved at all? Therefore, the poor worm who is still sad after working hard is the majority of the crowd, after all, there are too few people who really don't work hard at all.

The reason why Zhang Long was able to make rapid progress with hard work was actually a cheat: his crossing was not a simple conventional crossing or soul piercing at all, but a perfect fusion. Using high school math as an analogy, the earth and St. Hugh are like two sets, and the Zhang Long who appears in each of these two worlds is a pair of corresponding mappings in the two sets, but their attributes are not complete, one has almost no brains, and the other has extremely poor physical fitness. I don't know how many billions of probability, two incomplete Zhang Long were killed at the same time in the two worlds at the same time node, and under the action of a certain force, they seamlessly fused together and were reborn, forming a new complete body Zhang Long who has both intelligence and physique and is quite reliable!

Just imagine, if the one who crossed over was still the half-sprinkled waste wood with a bucket of water, even if he practiced to the death, how could he make progress?

After thinking about this, Zhang Long's nostalgia for the earth is even less. I have been so miserable since I was a child, I have no face to face my parents for a long time, maybe it is best if I die, so that I will not continue to drag down the second elder......

Compared with the well-known training freaks like Zhang Long and Fei Quma, Haishan's movements after dinner are mysterious.

"Haishan, you have been summoned. 」

This is a phrase that every evening, the gladiators who have just put down their jobs can hear, and then Haishan will be taken to the mansion by the poker-faced family, and will not return to the dormitory until the dead of night, every day. The newcomers were very puzzled, and occasionally asked, Haishan would only say that she was doing things for her master, and then immediately changed the topic to talk about the recent market anecdotes, and everyone's attention was diverted.

Zhang Long secretly felt that Hai Shan must have been sent outside to do something unseemly, just like Ashur in "Spartacus". However, Ashur was not treated well by the gladiator brothers, and Hassan, who seemed to be the most popular newcomer after Fetsuma and herself, at this pace, how terrible this person would be in the future!

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

The newcomers have successively learned all the basic moves of their faction, and the attack, defense, and defensive counterattacks are basically considered to be the beginning. Unfortunately, one of the newcomers to Antestieg was too slow to train, and was disqualified from training and thrown into an iron cage. As a result, Rocky's flute sounded again on the cliff side that night......

This time, Fetsuma joins the conversation as well.

"I know you hate me," Rocky said to the barbarians, "if I were killed by Gurban, you would not be a slave. 」

"Well, what the hell!" Fitsuma waved her hand, "I have long figured it out, if I win that time, sooner or later I will have to gamble again, and I will inevitably end up selling myself into slavery. 」

Rocky smiled: "It's good to figure it out, how many people can't solve it until they die." 」

The barbarian laughed and raised his fist to collide with Rocky, but was met with a blank look.

This guy really looks like a very stupid and naïve little woman at this time, and has no concept of rough body language between men.

Fetsuma was embarrassed for a moment, and asked a question that had been bothering her for a long time: "How did you become so powerful?"

"In order to live, I am afraid of death. The answer was so simple.

Fetsuma was taken aback, "Is that all?"

"Yes. Lodge replied, "I have never been a brave man, and I have never had the courage to choose to die at any time. There is nothing more terrible than death, in order not to die, you can only not lose, maybe in the eyes of others, it is the so-called powerful. 」

Zhang Long interjected and asked, "But...... You should know that survival is only a will, and the will cannot fundamentally change the difference in strength. I think what really makes you win is that you're good enough, and we need that kind of strength, can you help us teach us some ways to improve ourselves?"

Rocky lowered his gaze and shook his head: "You have a point, but my so-called 'strength' is really accumulated little by little under the belief of 'living', and as for the specific method, even I can't tell myself. We are different, you want to be 'strong', and I just want to live. 」

With that, Rocky turned around again and drifted away.

In any case, this conversation still has some inspiration for the two of them, "live" is indeed the only creed for the iron cage black fist, but isn't the essence of the arena also this? Yes, the arena has a lot of relatively "benevolent" rules and restrictions, and there are a bunch of glory in the arena, but if you win, you will definitely be able to live, and it will always be the unchanging truth.

Like Luciano, he was glorified, but he died and became ashes. Although it is a "glorious death in battle", after death, there can be no joy or happiness.

In order to survive, you must win!

With this belief, the two practiced more enthusiastically that night.

Isenhard and Kaisson arrived in the stands at some point and watched them quietly.

"What do you think, brother?" asked Esenhard.

"If they don't deviate, they'll become stars, even champions. Kaison's tone was affirmative of the two.

"Then make sure you don't let them deviate in any way. 」

"Yes, master. 」

"I am very satisfied with Hassan's training. On the basis of excellent basic skills, don't overly dogmatic his playing style, let him play freely. 」

"As you wish, master. 」

"That's good. Isenhard nodded, "Go down and let them sort it out, and see me in the council chamber in ten minutes." 」

......

Since entering the Esenhard family, this is the first time that Zhang Long and Fitsuma have had the opportunity to officially enter the mansion. Unlike Bartiatus in Spartacus, Isenhard is quite unpretentious, but the key points are unambiguous. The design concept of the mansion is not luxurious, not usurped status, but it is definitely tasteful, the selection of building materials and the quality of the project are absolutely handy, and people and connoisseurs can know it at a glance.

Kaisson was not summoned, and the only people in the council chamber were Esenhard, Hashan, Zhang Long, Phychma, and a woman wearing gray wizarding robes similar to those of Gandalf in the Lord of the Rings, wearing the tall peaked wizarding hat from the fairy tale illustrations, obscuring her face.

"Fekma, Zhang Long, this is the greatest patron of our training grounds, Viscount of Fort Horn, Guardian of the North Gate of Vossam, Lady Elena. Isenhard explained.

The two hurriedly knelt down on one knee to see the Ladyess.

"Get up. The two of them stood up, and Elena took off her hat, revealing her long, waterfall-smooth brown hair and a naturally bewitching face that was not powdered.

"I'm sure you've all heard that a month ago, Martin the 'Breeding Pig' was assassinated in the street by the Sensai Gang. Esenhard got straight to the point: "The three of us have done some research into this matter and decided to do something tonight. You two are the best in the new Dingli, and you will play a key role in the action, don't let me down. 」

The two hurriedly agreed, "Yes, master. 」

Is there room for refusal?

"Okay, let's talk about it. Isenhard nodded to the Eastern Continent man.

"Yes, master. Haishan replied respectfully, and then spoke eloquently:

"On the day this happened, our wise master was suspicious. The small training ground of "Breeding Pig" Martin is nameless, and most of the income is spent on opium and women, and there is no oil and water to make by killing him. His inheritance statistics were released on the day of the crime, and after discussing it with me, the owner keenly felt that there was definitely something about those five gladiators who didn't know the details!"

"In the days that followed, my lord sent me every night to the streets to inquire about the news, and our noble Lady Elena was also eager to help find out the wind in the high circles, and finally found out the inside story of this matter. 」

Hayshan paused, then said, "It's the Clams who did it. The ostensible reason is that Ma Ting spent half a month on the little sister at the front desk of the opium parlor, but that little sister was the mistress of Lao Pu's nephew in Dongcheng. But further investigation found that Lao Park's nephew was also used. The real identity of that woman is that of Makqin's wife's personal slave!"

Yelena nodded and said, "Yes, this plan is quite deliberate. Makqin's wife found a Faith Jerry mage to wash off the family tattoos and slave marks of the slave girl, and asked her to disguise herself as a commoner to infiltrate the casino in Dongcheng District as a dealer, and soon hooked up with Lao Pu's eldest nephew. It is conceivable what Martin with that nickname will do, and the subsequent murder will be logical. Makqin did this well enough, but he missed me: that Mage Fisjieli is the lover of one of my knights and his wife!"

Yelena smiled amoryly, "But since I caught him and finished questioning, he can no longer be a lover of any woman. 」

Zhang Long felt furious when he heard this: This Yelena is so terrible!

Hai Shan took over the conversation: "Since it was Makqin who did it, it must be for the gladiators. I went to great lengths to do this, and I searched all the streets of Wasam, and I was finally able to determine that one of the five gladiators had just been bought, and had been an officer of Anteystig, and it was very probable...... It's a paladin!"

Paladin! Zhang Long couldn't help but gasp.