Spend your sweat on the training ground and conduct scientific and effective physical training, especially with three to five beautiful girls around you. This situation is simply a paradise for all men.

The afternoon training was still blocking training, but how could Kasha make the saint feel boring? She greeted two masters who used spears and attacked from multiple angles in a triangular siege to train Zheng Yi's body and footwork.

"The key to turning around!" Kasha slapped the shield with a single knife, reminding the saint to pay attention.

Zheng Yi found that he had become a baby, and he could neither turn around nor walk, and had to learn everything from scratch.

"The knees are slightly bent, and you will follow the progress!" Kasha beat the shield again.

Zheng Yi didn't have time to respond, and he didn't even have the chance to sweat.

"Twist your waist and build your body!"

"Purse the body!"

"Clamp your chest!"

"The oblique triangle is fixed, otherwise the shield will be hit in his face!"

"The shield surface tilts! Let the enemy's weapons slide away."

...

Kasha repeatedly corrected Zheng Yi's small details, and Zheng Yi also made progress in a speed visible to the naked eye.

No Roger has ever enjoyed such treatment, but everyone is happy to see the Saint grow rapidly and hopes that they can become a sparring coach.

This enthusiasm is not only out of admiration for the saints, but also because the practitioners can receive benefits: sacred blessings.

Zheng Yi's sacred blessing can last for half an hour, allowing the trainees to adapt to the attack method after the bonus. On the one hand, they are familiar with this bonus, and if there are blessings in the future, they can exert greater combat power. On the other hand, when the blessings fade, they will restore their original combat power, and the contrast can bring deeper understanding.

The Rogers are grateful for every change, which can increase their chances of survival in battle.

After a whole day of training, Zheng Yi returned to the hotel. The boss had already boiled hot water for him. After soaking in the bath for half an hour, he felt comfortable. Tiredness followed. Zheng Yi slept until the sky was slightly bright, and he felt like he was reborn.

Although I used three sacred blessings and several healing techniques the day before, not only did I make up for it this night, but the blue volume also reached the highest level in history, three liters!

Zheng Yi believed that this was the positive effect of physical fitness on the spirit. So he quickly put on a knight suit, went downstairs for breakfast, and rode a rogue to the training ground.

Today's training is: shields against coordinated attacks of multiple angles and multiple arms.

The first batch of sparring training were all acquaintances: Great Sword Constance, Spike Ellie, and Sword Shield Kasha.

This is a tactical cooperation between close-fitting, medium-range and medium-range distances.

Zheng Yi quickly reflected the theoretical knowledge he learned yesterday, and their attack formation triangular array appeared in his mind - he should use the forward inclined movement to reduce the opponent's attack surface.

Kasha admired Zheng Yi's ability to comprehend and encouraged him: "Very good! Very beautiful footwork!" Then she charged and the round shield hit Zheng Yi's face.

Under the protection of the Holy Shield, this was like a light push, but it was able to remind Zheng Yi of his own loopholes.

Before Zheng Yi could react, Ellie's spear had already been in place and gently stabbed him.

Constance's great sword cut his knee.

The three acquaintances in the training were extremely serious and didn't even say a word of chatting.

One round, end, start over.

...

After the training that night, Zheng Yi treated the injured Rogges. He vaguely felt that he was a companion with them. This was the deepening of their sense of identity between them. Although the girls had long admired this saint, they did not think that he would go to the battlefield with him.

On the third day of training, Constance was going to patrol outside, and changed to a Roger who used a big sword. The offense and defense rhythm quickly accelerated. Zheng Yi began to be able to block two rounds.

On the fifth day of training, Kasha joined the crossbow cooperation, and the training team rose to five.

Zheng Yi put on a chain mail to exercise his physical strength and learn to use the power of the armor. In addition, Zheng Yi can finally learn to use a mace.

At the end of the sixth day of training, a group of people came to the side of the training ground.

The elderly in white robes stood in a row on the sidelines, looking at the legendary angel in surprise, wearing chain mail, holding steel shields and maces, fighting with the Rogers - of course, this was because the girls were training.

"The holy light is above, this is not like an angel's way of fighting." An old bishop murmured, covering his heart.

Another old bishop disagrees:

"We know that the Holy Sword used by the Angel Tyrel is a two-handed sword, and we also know that some angels use bows and arrows and spears. What's so strange about this angel's tendency to hammer and shield."

The third old bishop could only see someone moving forward and backward in the field, and nothing else was visible. His eyes were covered with white cataracts. He said, "Don't angels need to rest?"

Akara said: "I believe he has seen us, but he hasn't stopped. Who would like to remind him?"

The bishops were silent at the same time.

In order to obtain the quota to come here today, the church struggled fiercely for five days. Because of the fear that the angels would disappear suddenly again, they did not continue the dispute. They hurriedly determined that the first group of people came to treat the disease... Cough, it was the bishops' group that verified and verified.

The transmission array has high transmission costs and many restrictions, which is really helpless.

"I have always suggested building a large teleportation array in the Roger camp, which can pass through baggage and army." said an old bishop: "rather than a small station like this now."

"The nobles would not be willing to give out the money, and their fiefdoms were not here. And the king and the grand duke were even more unlikely to invest money because there was no return on the income." said the Bishop of Cataract.

"Maybe we can ask the angel to Teng En to talk to them." said the bishop, who was habitually covering his heart. He did not have a heart attack, but his arms were cramped and atrophy, and he had lived in this awkward posture for ten years.

Akara listened on the side and said nothing. She knew that the church was unwilling to take out the money. The stronger the power of the church, the greater the say in the church, which would affect the distribution of political interests of the church.

Kasha soon noticed the elderly visiting group. Judging from the moon cloth and gold wire robes on them, they must have been senior officials at the level of bishop. She also saw Akara, and there was no joy or ease on her face, which showed that this trip to the temple was not very successful.

"Your Excellency, let's stop here today. You may have a harder trial." Kasha said to Zheng Yi after one round.

Zheng Yi looked back at the bishops waiting on the sidelines, put down his shield and mace, and said easily:

"I'll get some snacks for the girls."

Kasha didn't understand it for a moment.
Chapter completed!