A gamble finally came to an end in the hearts of the nobles of the city and the angry requisitions of the tidal waves, and the desolation of death filled every elegant and noble corner of the city.

According to the odds of one to ten on Xia Zuo in the final gambling plate, Xia Zuo, who pressed five million gold coins on himself, obtained a huge income of up to ten times in this alone, almost completely emptying the rich money bags of the nobles of Sarnia City, and even many nobles had to sell their ancestral property with inheritance in order to repay this sky-high gambling money.

Not all aristocrats are as wealthy as the Savani family, and it is foreseeable that within a few years, the extravagant jewelry and splendid clothes that prevailed in the aristocratic circles will be unsold, the favorite literary salons and art gatherings of the nobles and ladies will disappear, and the obscure but valuable activities that the nobles love will only appear in memories for a few years.

Xia Zuo cruelly and without mercy snatched away the expenses of various families for several years, and was also excited, Sidwar, regretting that he did not make more heavy bets, Sidwar also mercilessly retaliated against these Salnian nobles who were ready to gnaw meat from him, and took the opportunity to buy the ancestral property sold by the nobles at a low price, and almost all the high-profit industries in Sarnia City were branded with the double-headed eagle badge of the Savani family.

Xia Zuo, who had reduced some of the losses to Sidwar, also calmly put the Ancient Ring into his arms, specifically it should be in the arms of the old Griffin, the old man almost did not eat or drink the obsession to study, Xia Zuo absolutely believed that anyone would dare to touch the ring. He will not hesitate to fight with each other.

After losing the gamble, the knight of Lore and the bishop of Meyer, who exchanged their honor for survival, also left in disgrace amid the vicious curses and scolding of the nobles of Sarnia.

Before the war, Bishop Meyer was also so confident that he did not hesitate to violate the prohibition of gambling by the clergy and put a heavy bet on his nephew.

In order to repay the gambling money, he had to sell the purebred war horses of Elia equipped by the Holy See for the priests and some non-essential living materials, and even then the money bags were empty, and they couldn't even take out a few silver coins for hiring a carriage, so that the two who were empty could only walk away with their luggage by themselves.

The pair of ice-blue eyes stared at Xia Zuo resentfully when he was leaving, and Luo Er did not hide the killing intent that was surging wildly on his body, almost crazy.

Xia Zuo was not worried. Even the subtle teasing of his eye movements stimulated the anger that had already exploded in Lore's chest. Some things are not good to do in front of everyone, but he believes that this red-eyed papal knight, who has lost his mind in anger, will soon return with what he wants.

Only four stamina bantams can pull a carriage. Hundreds of heavy carts rolled up hills, loaded with all the supplies the Saiyan tribe needed to build the city. Beverage. Grain, cloth that Campas did not have, utensils of all kinds, and a large number of gifts from the excited Sidwar.

The huge convoy stretched for a kilometer. Bigu and Meng Ge carried a huge amount of tens of millions of gold coins and precious books from Mu Chamu's bookstore, and reluctantly left Xia Zuo, escorted by the warriors of the Saiyan tribe.

The goddess of spring sprinkled her gentle divine power all over the world, and the snow melted and the bare earth seemed to emerge as if clumps of green shoots had sprung up overnight.

Bump! Bump!

The ground shook with a loud thunder as a lone carriage approached slowly on the wide road.

Mu Chamu drove the carriage with a smile, and his one-eyed eyes swept to the side with a smile from time to time, and the old Griffin in the carriage was still fascinated by the study of the patterns on the ring, his hair was messy, and he was obsessed with it for days, making the old man look extremely haggard and tired, but his eyes were still burning with fanaticism.

It was as if an orc had met an opponent, and a pervert had met his prey.

Mira lifted the curtain on the side of the carriage, her little head half-poked out of the carriage and looked back, behind the carriage was wearing a strange black soft armor, Xia Zuo was slowly moving forward step by step, each step made the earth tremble, and the soles of her feet stepped out of a wide crack in the thunderous roar and her ankles sank deep into the ground.

He was sweating profusely, and the white mist-like heat continued to diffuse from his body, and quickly dissipated in the wind.

"Boy, hurry up! The short-legged turtles in the southern ocean are all faster than you!" Glancing at Xia Zuo, who was sweating like rain, Mu Chamu poured a sip of strong wine comfortably, laughed brightly, and motioned to dance his fist, "Swing your fist!!Swing your fist!!Move your arms, faster!Be fierce!Look at your movements, even a pig and beast are braver than you!What kind of expression is that! This practice armor is the crystallization of the wisdom of Elia craftsmen and scholars, even in the Holy See, not many people are qualified to use it, boy, you can enjoy it! ”

According to Mu Chamu, this dress can temper every skeletal muscle on Xia Zuo's body, greatly improving Xia Zuo's physical strength, and at the same time, high-intensity physical training can also stimulate the fighting spirit to accelerate the derivation, once Xia Zuo fully adapts to this clothes, his strength can be improved at least tenfold again.

The practice armor was pulled out of the corner by Mu Chamu when he was cleaning up the store, and the whole body was pitch black and I don't know what material it was made of, and it was as thin as a piece of lined software.

Mu Chamu's casual movements were like holding a black rag, but after Xia Zuo put it on, he realized that the exaggerated and abnormal weight could not be estimated at all, and after only three steps, Xia Zuo was drained of all the strength of his body, and he was sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the river.

His face was red, Xia Zuo glanced at him, the bare skin under the iron armor, the blood vessels were exposed, the green tendons were wriggling, and every muscle and every cell was tightly tensed, providing strength for the body to support the weight.

With his teeth clenched, he snorted a few times from his nose, and he swung his fist to deliver the most basic and simple straight punch, but the slow movement was like that of a toddler, and each simple punch took a dozen breaths to complete.

There are ten rows of golden rings on both sides of the back of the practice armor, and two pull rings are pulled out and buckled on the back of the fist and ankle respectively, and the pull rings are connected to the golden springs from the back, which are fine and tough.

Xia Zuo and his party, who had successfully become the least welcome guests of the nobles of Sarnia City, left the south gate in the distemper-like celebration of the Sarnian nobles, and really entered the hinterland of the Rodman Empire to visit another old comrade-in-arms of the old Griffin who had no intention of being found out by him, a learned university scholar.

Old Griffin rarely spoke these days, but whenever he mentioned the scholar named Sograbi, he would temporarily let go of the ring and show reverence on his face, and if he could find the scholar, he would be able to unlock the secret of the pattern on the ring.

It took a month to travel in a carriage from Sarnia to the city of Fanos, where Master Sograbi lived, and the idle Mu Chamu soon found a source of pleasure in the journey, turning the journey into Xia Zuo's cultivation journey.

Although I don't know what schedule the month-long journey will grow to because of Xia Zuo, I don't know what schedule it will grow to, but every day I watch Xia Zuo sweat like rain, he sits comfortably in the carriage and drinks a little wine, and there is nothing more pleasing to the eye in life than this.

"Boy, come on! This morning's thousand steps are still a lot behind!" Mu Chamu looked up at the rising sun, "It's about to be lunch, that fragrant roast beef, I can't wait!"

Mu Chamu, who knows Xia Zuo's strength well, will give Xia Zuo a quantitative training plan every day, and these numbers can just allow Xia Zuo to break through the limit and explore the potential in his body without causing damage to his body due to transitional exercises.

At the same time, in order to motivate Xia Zuo, as Xia Zuo's mentor, Mu Chamu made his own decision that Xia Zuo would not be allowed to eat if he did not complete the ration.

Of course, this article only stipulates that Xia Zuo, he and old Griffin are old people, and Mira is a delicate and weak girl, how can they starve such old and weak women and children?

Enjoying the delicious barbecue, while the exhausted and hungry people could only watch hungrily, that feeling made Mu Chamu happy after trying it once

Darkness overwhelmed the heavens and the earth, and not long after the tent was set up in the wilderness, it was completely dark.

Mira sat wisely in front of the roaring bonfire roasting the beef broken down into chunks, and from time to time looked at the ghostly screaming Xia Zuo and Mu Chamu around the campfire pouting and snickering.

Xia Zuo, who had completed the amount of the day with difficulty, was paralyzed on the ground from exhaustion, and the practice armor drained the last drop of physical strength in Xia Zuo's body, and he was so tired that he couldn't even move his lower fingers.

"What's the name of the ghost!, like a girl!" Mu Chamu held back a smile on his face, his hands glowing softly, and slapped Xia Zuo's body from time to time.

The fighting spirit penetrates into the skin of the armor, relaxing the tired and tight muscles of Xia Zuo's whole body, although the relaxed body is comfortable like a warm water wrapping in the clouds, but the process of relaxation is definitely an unbearable torture, even Xia Zuo will involuntarily scream at the throat under every palm slapped by Mu Chamu!

The flames were blazing, the smell of meat was tangy, and the delicious aroma of wine was mixed with Xia Zuo's terrible howl, and even the old Griffin, who was obsessed with studying rings, stopped playing with his hand and watched Xia Zuo cry wolf with a wicked smile as he gathered around the fire.

The night was getting deeper, cold, and in the darkness of the fire next to the camp, a bright light came out of nowhere, and rushed straight towards Mira, who was barbecuing beef. (To be continued......) u