After a few more sparring sessions with a few brothers, it was time for dinner. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is not bad, Zhang Long, who has recovered his state, can basically have the upper hand, and the ranking in the family is almost within the top five. The brothers were surprised that their strength had risen instead of decreasing after being absent from training for so long, but Zhang Long himself knew very well that most of it was due to the Holy Light. Under the illumination of the holy light, his body is lighter, and his strength has improved beyond his muscle level, if he can continue to practice like this, it is estimated that it is very possible to rank among the top three.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he ate his dinner with relish. Although the taste of the gladiator group meal is far less delicious than that of the small stove in the treatment room, the appetite is quite good after high-intensity training, and the food is more nutritious, and it still tastes delicious.

From time to time, the brothers came to inquire about Ricksat's physical condition, and Zhang Long took the trouble to prevaricate with the same cliché, saying that he had woken up and that recovery was just around the corner. Fitsuma didn't care, he knew that sooner or later he would have to fight Ricksat for the title, and it was only a matter of time before the two would fight, so instead of caring about that, it was better to spend more energy on training.

After dinner, Feculma couldn't wait to pull Zhang Long to the training ground to increase his weight. Since Xin Bo has become his defeated subordinate, he has not been able to find a suitable partner for a long time, and seeing Zhang Long grow so fast, he naturally can't let him go. After several rounds of table tennis training between the two, Zhang Long had already discovered that Fei Quma's strength had long since changed, first of all, it was the kind of flame-like momentum that came out of nowhere, which was similar to his holy light. He knew that it was the barbarian's fighting spirit! Completely contrary to the peaceful and quiet holy light, under the fluctuation of the battle intent, the barbarian's entire body and mind were in a state similar to burning, giving people a tremendous pressure like a mountain and a sea. Driven by the fighting spirit, Fei Quma's attack was extremely fierce, and every slash of the giant axe was domineering, Zhang Long didn't dare to take it hard at all, so he could only dodge and wait for the opportunity to make a counterattack.

However, perhaps deliberately trained with many flexible opponents, Fecquama's style is no longer as reckless as in the past, and is a little more tricky and agile, and Zhang Long has not had many opportunities to counterattack. After several failed attempts, he had to retreat first to distance himself, and then stabbed straight in an attempt to regain the initiative. Fei Quma seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, laughing, the giant axe spun and hooked the spear and swung violently, Zhang Long was inferior in physical strength after all, and the spear actually took off. Fei Quma didn't give him a chance to react at all, and strode up with an axe to cover his head and face and slash at the front door, fortunately, Zhang Long's reaction speed was fast enough, he rolled out on his side to dodge, and grabbed the spear that fell to the ground and prepared to stand up, but he didn't expect that the tip of the spear had already been firmly trampled under the feet of the barbarian.

"Hahaha, I won!" said Fecquama as she put the axe on the back of Zhang Long's neck and laughed.

It's a good enough game. Although Zhang Long lost this round, he was not depressed. After all, the strength of the good brother has come up! The two took a break and sat on the sidelines to chat.

"Zhang Long, tell me the truth, can Rixat still get up?" asked Fequma.

Zhang Long sighed, "Can you keep it a secret?"

"Don't worry," Fitsuma nodded repeatedly, "No matter how confused I am, I still know the severity, that Nadya pestered me several times later, and it made me angry. 」

Only then did Zhang Long relax: "I can't hide it, I'm afraid I won't be able to play anymore." 」

Instead, Fetsuma looked regretful: "Alas, what a misfortune. I still want to have a good fight with him, so that he will really become a legend, and even if I become a champion, I can't say that I can surpass him!"

To be honest, Zhang Long didn't quite understand Fecquema's thoughts. Although he has seen similar episodes from various novels, movies and televisions, the unique knot of the so-called "real strong". For himself, this kind of symbolic juku weak juku is meaningless, isn't it enough to win the game that must be played and get what he deserves?

The two practiced for a few more rounds, and each other won and lost. After all, Zhang Long's strength should not be underestimated, and in the process of training with Fei Quma, he found more tricks to combine the Holy Light in battle. The advantage of the power of the Holy Light is that he is calm and focused, and he has a lot in common with his own personality, and there are several times, in a suddenly clear state of mind, he can actually accurately predict the opponent's movements and attack in advance, catching Fei Quma off guard!

The night finally fell, and the sweaty two put down their equipment, looked at each other and smiled, and ended the special training. A few sparse spectators applauded the two of them, and then hugged Fitsuma into the cloister, leaving Zhang Long alone under the stars.

It was such a good feeling, and at some point he began to like the feeling of meditating alone. The resonance of the Light calmed his mind completely, and in turn brought an indescribable pleasure. With a few deep breaths, he felt exhausted, and when he opened his eyes, it seemed that the night was no longer so dark. He opened his arms to feel the cool sea breeze, and suddenly remembered the agreement with Suina, and quickly turned around and ran to the stands, and found the figure of Black Pearl in the corner.

"It's finally here!" Suina said with some dissatisfaction, "The first day I went back to training, you were so dedicated, look at your stinky sweat...... Huh?" She was surprised to find that the sour smell of sweat on the gladiators who had just come down from the training ground could not be smelled at all! She curiously reached out and touched Zhang Long's strong chest muscles, was it very dry, what was going on?

This is naturally the credit of channeling the holy light during the meditation just now, but now Zhang Long, almost the first time in his life, was touched like this by a woman, and he suddenly stood on the spot, looking at Su Yina's beautiful face, and his chin was dripping with a bang, and the root of the bane was also instantly angry, and it hurt in the tightly wrapped crotch cloth.

"Uh, why are you ......" Suina frowned when she saw his unproductive and annoying expression again, retracted her hand, and puffed out, "Can you stop doing this again?

Zhang Long woke up like a dream and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry...... I've never been touched by a woman......

"Alas......" Suina shook her head, and couldn't help but feel that Zhang Long was pitiful. Actually, she has almost no experience in this area, but can women be the same as men? It is an honor for women to be chaste, and men ...... Except for the clergy of some religions, it is a very shameful thing to have a blank sheet of paper at Zhang Long's age!

"Alright, let's not talk about that, come, let's go to the stables. I've bought off the slaves there, and no one will bother us. She took Zhang Long's hand, stared at him with a pair of eyes as clear as still water, and said seriously, "From now on, don't look like that again. I am a woman, and I am also your friend, you are no longer the mentally retarded person who no one cares about, but a very kind and excellent cultural person! So, please don't look down on yourself so much, there will be many women like me in the future, who are willing to be friends with you. 」

Zhang Long was dragged all the way down the stands to the stables by her, and his heart was full of happiness.