The next morning, Zhang Long was woken up from a hangover by Fekruma and met with his gladiator brothers at the training ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He couldn't remember how he got back to his dorm, and the last thing he remembered was drinking whiskey with Eresa at the "faint to death" bar. Alas, it seems that my alcohol consumption needs to be improved, if it is the hot girls who drink first, wouldn't it be "hey, hey, hey"?

Zhang Long shook his head and cleared out the distracting thoughts: training is about to begin, it's not okay to lose concentration, Kaizon's whip is not a joke! After breakfast, a new day's training in full swing begins. This time, his opponent has changed to a Gothic senior, and it is clear that the coach wants to see if his fighting philosophy is just as effective against the Gothic style, which is not too different from the classical one. Very good, Zhang Long did not disappoint him: "Defensive counterattack on defensive counterattack" played just right, and almost made the senior whose strength was worse than Rixette deflated on the spot several times. Kaisson bowed his head silently, knowing that he had made the right decision to persuade Isenhard to buy Zhang Long.

Fecruma continued to train with Glintys, training him on his ability to deal with agile enemies. The ugly and violent Glentis, as the second gladiator of the Esenhard family, could not easily understand it? The barbarian tried many times to predict the opponent's movements according to the coach's teachings, but he was always a little bit worse, so he was still frequently defeated. Fortunately, Grentis didn't dare to make a mistake easily on the training ground, and basically stopped at the point, and the vicious brawl did not happen. However, any discerning person can see that the anger of the two has burned to a critical point, and there is only a thin line away from an outbreak.

On the whole, the training of the gladiators went smoothly and smoothly, and there were not too many waves. The Paladin training at Isenhard is the centerpiece of the day.

At Thor suggestion, the two of them were armed to learn martial arts in the courtyard, while trying to teach Esenhard how to use the Light in actual combat. Thor hadn't seen Isenhard's gladiatorial match with his own eyes, so he was really taken aback when the god of war stood in front of him in full armor and domineering.

It was a rather handsome Gothic gladiator outfit: a fully enclosed metal helmet, a long fleur-tailed Gothic shield, a majestic broadsword, and unlike the gladiator's bare chest muscles in the arena, he also wore a polished metal cuirass. All of the above, combined with Esenhard's sturdy figure, is really like a god of war. What shocked Thor even more was that every item in this set of equipment faintly revealed a faint golden brilliance, as if it were one piece. He keenly felt the familiar magical aura: the standard suit of the grassroots warrior of the Angel Knights!

It was the entry gear he used until he was promoted to the rank of knight when he first joined the Order: a saber, a set of chain mail, a magic talisman necklace, and a pair of magic rings. It was carefully designed and crafted by the craftsmen of the Order for the grassroots warriors, and each item alone was not very powerful, not even much stronger than the non-magical equipment used by civilian soldiers. However, when worn together, they become unexpectedly powerful under the resonance of magic, allowing the Angel Knights to be invincible on the battlefield. Because of this, the warriors affectionately wore this set of equipment as "heavenly clothing"

And the Gothic gladiator gear worn by Esenhard brought Thor this familiar feeling. He knew that this was a magic suit of the same type as the "Heavenly Clothes", and the power contained in it should not be underestimated, and the cost must be very high!

"Makes you laugh," said Isenhard, in an urn in his enclosed helmet, "this is the equipment I wore in the battle where I won the throne of the god of war, and after winning the freedom, His Majesty ordered them to be reforged, and an extra cuirass was added to make a magic suit and given to me. It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary person and can't fully exert its strength, so I hope you can train me to be a qualified paladin and let it play its due value!"

"As you wish, Master. Thor also donned the standard knightly equipment that Lady Elena had lent her: a domed metal helmet, a full set of light plate armor, a cavalry short iris shield, and a good quality saber, which was clearly well known to the Angel Knights' signature weapon.

Say practice, practice, the two of you come and go. After all, "Gothic" is a gladiator faction born out of the elite guard of the Lakis Holy Army, and it has something in common with the paladins in terms of fighting style, so the efficiency of integration is much faster than expected. During the sparring session, Thor took the trouble to explain over and over again how to channel the Light in actual combat, just like teaching an apprentice in the Knights.

"Shield, Master. Thor said, "For traditional paladins like us, the shield is a second life. Follow the trick I told you yesterday and channel the Light to the side of the shield and you will find it much easier than to go to the side of the sword. 」

Esenhard tried, and sure enough. He swung his shield hard and slammed it at Thor and found it much easier than he normally would have been without the brute force of the light, but he felt an indescribable delay when he tried to channel the light into his sword-wielding right arm. Solti shielded the blow and continued, "This is because the Paladin's earliest position was to be the 'protector of language'. Our original mission was to protect the priests who spread the teachings of Sakaram from harm, and 'protection' was the original purpose of the Paladin's existence. Although now, as you said, we have deteriorated to some extent, the operating principle of the Holy Light Martial Arts has not changed. 」

Isenhard nodded and laughed at himself, "Wouldn't it be even better if I had been practicing 'Classical'?"

"Yes," Thor said, unable to pull forward and strike a sword, "The reason why our Antistig Kingdom has rapidly risen so many excellent paladins after converting to Sakalam is because of the traditional 'shield wall' combat method that we have been proud of since ancient times. Back in the days of the Original Sin War, we Antistig people already knew how to protect it!" Thor said with pride.

Esenhard raised his shield to block Thor's saber, the blade striking with a crisp sound on the shield surface, causing a soft milky halo to ripple.

"Very good, Master!" Thor complimented, "Maybe you'll make a very good Guardian Knight. If you can really create the opportunity to be blocked. 」

"Don't be too ambitious," Isenhard reminded, "keep teaching me!"

Thor nodded solemnly. Now, he no longer regarded training Isenhard as a contract that had to be fulfilled, but was really full of interest: he had never trained such a good apprentice, although he still didn't know what to do, but Isenhard's understanding of the Light was indeed very good, his understanding was very high, and he was not impatient and down-to-earth, which young people could not do at all. After careful analysis, Saul believes that the reason why Isenhard is able to do this is more than talent. Over the years, he has gone from a scribe to a slave, from a gladiator to a god of war, and after gaining freedom, he has become a trainer. Coupled with the meticulous and calm mind brought by the literati background, he naturally has a deep insight into life!

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the sun is in the west again. Esenhard and Thor took off their heavy armor and returned to the living room, where Suina and Nadya had already prepared dinner. The master, servant, master and apprentice happily drove the knife and fork, and used food to dispel the fatigue of the day.

Of course, eating is also part of the training of the aristocratic demeanor of Isenhard. Thor had to correct every irregularity in his meals, sometimes quite harshly, but the trainer was always very humble and never complained. Seeing the black and white Shuangshu, I was amazed at the bottom of my heart.

When he was about to finish eating, suddenly a family member knocked on the door and ushered in a little boy from a civilian family. Not surprisingly, the boy brought a message from Iresa: "His Majesty the King of Blacksmiths has asked me to tell Master Isenhard that your bow is ready, and you must bring Zhang Long to fetch it yourself!"

Esenhard was overjoyed, rewarded the boy with a few copper plates, ordered the family to prepare the carriage, and went straight to Nancheng with Sol and Zhang Long.

Zhang Long had just finished a day's training, and he was tired enough, but when he heard the news, he immediately came to his senses. He was also very eager to see what the "shocking" bow looked like, in fact, when he finished discussing it with Iresa, especially when Iresa mentioned the ears of the Amazon pirate who died by hanging, he had a strong premonition about this bow:

Dark gold, and the name is in the bottom of my heart, and it is about to come out!

When they arrived at the blacksmith's shop, Iresa was already waiting at the door with a red face, and when she saw the three of them, she immediately greeted them with a smile.

What a beauty! Zhang Long was in a hurry when he saw it: the elegant linen dress could not hide the tall and toned figure, and the beautiful face with thick eyebrows and big eyes exuded indescribable wild vitality, which was really tireless to see.

"Esenhard, you're finally here! Oh, Thor's here too, just right, come and see the bow. You must take a good look, your words are so useful!" Iresa warmly beckoned the three of them into the blacksmith's shop, through the smelting furnace and the storeroom, and into the backyard.

The courtyard is somewhat similar to the training ground, and it is also an open field on the yellow sandy ground, surrounded by a row of wooden stakes for practice. The difference is that there is an equipment rack next to the stake, and there are several arrow targets on the field. Eresa took a striking scarlet hunting bow from the shelf, handed it to the three of them, and said proudly, "Look, is it enough to pull the wind?"

The craft really didn't say. Zhang Long was amazed, whether it was the material of the wood or the deployment of dyeing, it was extremely elegant, and it was absolutely good!

"I'll help you put the strings on today," said Ilesa, taking out a bowstring that looked very tough at first glance and tying it to one end of the bowarm, and then pressing the other end as if it didn't take much effort, and hanging the string with ease, as smooth as a cloud. Zhang Long was stunned on the spot: winding a bow is not as easy as imagined! Especially a good bow requires a lot of arm strength. In reality, playing the bow is not like in the game, you don't need to add a whole lot of agility at all, since ancient times, what archer is not amazing? Without a lot of strength, let alone archery, you can't even pull the bow. It can be said that Iresa completely subverted Zhang Long's stereotype of women and mages, and since then, he has been full of admiration for this hot girl.

"I'm sure I can teach you how to hang the strings, so I won't talk about it yet. Remember to remove the string when you're done with it, or I won't be able to protect the bow if it breaks!" said Eressa, handing the bow to Esenhard, "Come, pull and feel it!"

Esenhard tried to open the string at the target, felt it for a moment, and exclaimed, "What a bow!"

Indeed, the feel is very good, the bow arm structure is designed to be extremely reasonable, the charging efficiency is also quite good, and there is an indescribable sense of stability in the hand. Isenhard held his breath and glanced at the target, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had already set up an arrow!

"What's going on? I feel like there's an arrow on it......" Isenhard asked, confused.

"Not bad!" Iresa was overjoyed, "I thought you weren't that strong, okay, let go of the strings and try." 」

Isenhard let go of his hand, and was horrified to see a bright white light shoot at the target like an arrow. However, the shot was not accurate, and the white light hit the ground behind the target, splashing a not very high cloud of sand.

"This is ......" Isenhard and Thor were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths, while Zhang Long only nodded secretly, although his heart was also full of shock.

Dark Gold, Withered Strings!