Zhang Long and Fei Quma practiced against each other for many rounds like crazy, and Xin Bo was tired from watching from the sidelines, but the two fought heartily and happily. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Fei Quma is definitely a training freak, and in the face of Zhang Long, who broke out in full force under extreme depression, he simply hit the heart, burning the barbarians' battle spirit explosively, and the air around the two of them seemed to become hot. Finally, the two living treasure brothers finally lost their strength, and fell to the sand with a plop, gasping for air.

", it's been a long time since you've had such a good fight! What's wrong with you today, it's like you've gone on a mission like a different person?" asked Fiktuma meaningfully.

"Alas, I've studied the Holy Light for so long, but it doesn't seem to be useful at all, and it's really depressing to be easily beaten by demons......" Zhang Long lamented.

"What, you have encountered a demon?" Phytrema rolled over and got up in surprise, "It's not easy to see a demon survive!"

Only then did Zhang Long realize that he had lost his words, and hurriedly said, "Uh...... Just a witch who wields demonic powers. 」

Phychmahaha laughed, "Then you are indeed inferior, if I do, if she dares to play any trick on me, she must ask my old bird first!"

Zhang Long echoed and smiled, but thought in his heart: If that is the case, you will be completely finished, isn't the witch's best skill in seduction? It is estimated that Baron Deric, nine times out of ten, his son's illness has not been cured, and he will have to be coaxed into bed by Nokolan......

Now that I think about it, although the words Yelena said are ruthless, there is some truth in them: personal strength is always limited, and it is almost enough to do what you can in front of you, and it is the right way to strive for improvement on the basis of recognizing your position. After all, without excellent strength, no one can protect it, let alone save the villagers of Lake Village, even Suina next to him, what really happened, and now he can't do anything!

Thinking about it this way, it's no wonder that this girl has a longing for Thor, although the family is in decline, she is also a noble and powerful paladin......!

"Fekruma, you go back first, I want to go to the treatment room. Zhang Long made up his mind and was ready to go to Lucas for advice: he knew too much about the world, and too little. Just knowing the trend of the big historical situation in advance, understanding the attributes of a few divine weapons, and even knowing the names of a large number of famous demons can't help you too much directly. Now that he has been given more missions outside the arena by his master, the risks he faces have suddenly become more complicated, and if he can't really improve his real strength, he will die young sooner or later. In terms of fighting skills, there are Kaizon and training grounds, plus the actual battle, there should be no big problem, and the most direct way to improve is the Holy Light.

From today's confrontation with Nokelan, it can be seen that his current level of holy light is still far behind, and in the face of the real Hell Demon Energy, he has no power to fight back, but instead exposes himself to pull a lot of hatred, and even the companions around him are almost affected, which is absolutely unacceptable. So, it became urgent to talk to the experienced Lucas.

"Welcome, Long Zhang," the old therapist, who was helping Rixat to practice walking, looked happily at the door with a slightly confused expression, as if he had expected him to come, "Sit down, what can I do to help you?"

"Master, how much do you know about demons?" Zhang Long sat down on a vacant diagnosis and treatment bed nearby, and asked respectfully.

"I'm a healer, not a priest," Lucas replied with some regret as he took care of Ricksat as he lay down, "The healer's job is to heal injuries, not to slay demons, so I only know a little about demonology. Why, why are you suddenly interested in demons?"

Zhang Long recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in Lake Village, especially emphasizing the desperate sense of near-death when he was suppressed by demonic energy. Lucas's eyes widened, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "It's really hard for you. I didn't expect you to encounter such a dangerous situation when you had just learned some of the methods of the Holy Light. Alas, this Norkelan is not an ordinary witch!"

"Well, after listening to the village priest tell me about the demon's pseudonym, I suspect that she might be a real demon. Zhang Long once again pushed his uncertain prophet onto the priest, "Could it be that the healer can really only bear the brunt of the demon in the face of this situation?"

"No!" Lucas flatly denied: "The Holy Light is not afraid of evil, how can it be subdued by a mere demonic qi? The reason why you are like this is completely my fault......" Lucas said sadly, "At the beginning, Rickath was in an urgent situation, so he directly taught the way to drive the Holy Light to walk, after all, it is important to heal the sick and save people, but he skipped the first step of the Holy Light's cultivation, 'self-denial' and 'self-restraint'! Therefore, you can only release the Holy Light to heal the wounds, but you can't restrain it and strengthen your heart. Therefore, your over-publicized and exposed holy light was quickly detected by that Nokelan, and she released her demonic energy, more to test your Taoism, but she didn't expect that you were powerless to guard your heart at all, full of flaws, and was suppressed in the blink of an eye...... I guess she was more shocked than you did. 」

Zhang Long suddenly realized: Yes, the moment Nuo Kelan walked into his sight, his mind was blank, completely filled with fear, and he didn't seem to feel the existence of his mind, as if his entire soul was exposed to demonic energy, and he was defenseless. Yes, "inability to keep his heart" is the fundamental reason why he lost so badly!

"In that case, I'll make up for you tonight!" Lucas said solemnly. Ricksat lay on the bed and sneered, "Old man, you are really muddy, you finally accepted an apprentice, and you almost smashed your hands...... If you want to mislead people's children, I'm afraid there is no more competent master than you!"

"Don't talk about cool words!" Lucas feigned anger, "Be careful that I tell you about Zhang Long washing your intestines with holy light!"

"Don't!" Rexat begged for mercy, "How can I say that I was once a champion, let the brethren know, where to put my face?"

"You're always a champion!" Isenhard appeared at the door, and walked into the treatment room in an alarmist manner, followed by Lady Elena and Thor. Rixette and Zhang Long hurriedly greeted him: "Master, Lord Lady......

Rexat waved his hand, walked to the side of the champion's bed, and said solemnly, "Don't worry, no one can take your place as the champion of Wasam!"

"But......" Ricksat up and asked suspiciously, "You know, I won't be able to win the tournament, even if I retire from the tournament, I can only save my life, and the championship position is not given up?"

"Unless you retire as a gladiator," Isenhard laughed, "Tomorrow you will no longer be a gladiator, nor a slave, but the head of the guard of my House Isenhard, ruling over all the family!"

"What?" Rexart couldn't believe his ears, what did it mean? Freedom! Freedom was every slave's dream, and for gladiators, the only way to win freedom was to be like Esenhard, to fight in the arena, to overcome the crowd, and to be recognized by the audience and the lord as the ultimate reward. I've never heard of a trainer doing this on his own initiative, and seeing his master nod his head with a smile, Rixat almost cried, and said excitedly, "But...... How can I make you so merciful, master......

Elena replied on behalf of Esenhard, "You have completed the impossible challenge, single-handedly defeated the Sheep-headed chieftain, and won the highest honor for the family, and of course you deserve such a reward! Tomorrow at noon, we will arrange your slave mark erasing ceremony in the central square of Wasam, and many nobles with heads and faces will be in attendance, so you must be spirited!"

The Baroness took out a small tube of magical potion from her sleeve and said, "You know what this is, take it tomorrow after breakfast, it will give you a lot of strength and you won't feel pain. However, even so, it will be difficult for you to act like you have never been injured in your current state, so you must work hard to be the champion during the ceremony!"

"Yes, Lord Lady!" Ricksat replied loudly, but provoked a series of violent coughs. Esenhard patted him on the back to appease him, and at the same time instructed Lucas and Zhang Long, "You two therapists, you must assist him to ensure that the ceremony is a success!"