Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Oops! You're gonna be late! ”

In the morning, Erin, sleeping like a dead pig, suddenly woke up, sat up and shouted.

“It's Teacher Huston's own practice day, so you don't have to take classes.” Bello, lying on the opposite bed, with a grass he did not know, reminded Erin with disdain.

“Yeah, I forgot. ”

Erin fell down again and tried to sleep for a while, but soon he sat up again violently: "I can't sleep anymore, I want to refine! I'm gonna coagulate the particles! ”

“You were hit like that yesterday, and now it doesn't hurt at all?” Bello glanced at Erin and said.

“Right. ”

Erin's face was frozen and suddenly his excitement turned into a painful expression.

“It hurts! It hurts!”

His hands kept rubbing against his body like a gust.

“It is rare for people to react so slowly.” Bello snorted coldly in his heart, then slowly Slow Slow Sly sat up, watching Erin react violently and screaming in pain, very sympathy said: “Do you want to eat? If not, I'll eat it myself. ”

“Eat?”

Erin is another fool.

“So hungry, so hungry!” And then he reacted like something, and he immediately screamed again.

“Bello, look at my hands, shaking constantly.” He shouted hungry and showed Bello his hands.

Bello is speechless.

“As if Teacher Houston's method makes sense, you see, I'm so hungry that if I could finish the exercise and use the technique, it would definitely be more powerful.” Erin got a little excited, and he felt the last bit of heat coming out of every tiny molecule in his body, which he felt was what Houston called the last bit of potential squeezed out of his body, and most importantly, because he was too hungry and hungry to feel empty now overwhelmed everything, and it didn't seem that painful where he was hit.

“In that case, keep shaking.” Bello stood up without any interest and was ready to go outside.

“Wait! I remembered yesterday that, in addition to what Mr. Houston told me, we should be able to condense the surgical particles as quickly as possible. ”

“What way?” Bello's body stopped at the door.

“is constantly challenging an opponent better than us!” Erin remembered last night's fight with excitement, shaking and shaking hands compared to rowing: “Yesterday's Gilbert was so powerful, I could support the whole body on the ground with just one hand quickly spinning, the swing of my body could cast three shadows, so fast that I couldn't see clearly, but I found that fighting him was much faster than I would normally practice alone, and in the end I seemed to be able to see a little more of his movements! ”

“I figured out, it's a living person, strong opponents are always more oppressive than dead, immobile trees, if you don't play the limit, you will be beaten! So constantly challenging great opponents, challenging senior students, is bound to make faster progress than usual when we do basic exercises alone.” Erin looks at Bello excitedly: “Bello, right? ”

“We agreed on what you said. ”

Bello turned around and the light flashed on the lens again: "Then I barely accepted you for it, and you became the Bamba pair. ”

“...” Erin stunned: “I think this is the same way you fought with a senior Bamba. ”

“It's okay, you're always slow to react, after you feel it. ”

Bello pushed his glasses, "Now that you finally understand that challenging these guys is going a lot faster, I have the right person on my hands. ”

After that, he took a card out of his clothes and handed it to Erin.

“What is this?” Erin strangely took Bello's card and stopped at first glance: “Chris? ”

This hard paper card is very beautifully crafted with a stunning portrait of a unique character and some text descriptions. Now the girl on this card, obviously, is Chris.

“Oh, wrong.” Bello pulled the card back if nothing happened, and took out another card to hand to Erin, "this is the character card I paid people to make, looking for someone like the portrait, definitely not the wrong person! ”

“You don't even want to fight Chris, do you?” Erin glanced silently at Bello and looked at the card on his hand.

“Ferrint Joffron? ”

Erin saw a boy with long, thin black hair on his chin.

“Yes.” Bello looked at Erin and said, "If this guy is the best in a class two years old, his father is a Ferrint family album sealed magician, so he also has one or two unique family secrets, and his martial arts are good. Overall, it's the equivalent of yesterday's union of Diffy and Gilbert, but he's a little more skilled than Diffy. ”

“So good?” Erin waved his fist so hard, "shall we challenge him now? ”

“Going now is a burden to you, at your current level, not helping at all, but hindering your feet. Even if you can't hit each other, at least you have to help me distract this guy by not getting hit by each other.” Bello grinned, "But seeing as you finally agree with me, I can find a way to help you improve a little bit. ”

“How? What am I gonna do?” Ellington gets excited.

“If you can still run, follow me to the school slim house.” Bello glanced at Erin, "although there are no special fitness hall facilities outside, it's enough for your current condition and there's no charge. ”

“You said yesterday that the Gilbert family runs a gym.” Erin was somewhat embarrassed to ask, “What exactly is a slim fit hall like? ”

“You'll see where you work out your overall physical qualities against your enemies. ”

Within half an hour, Bello, a hot dog, and Erin, who kept swallowing, appeared in front of the Fitness Hall at St. Dawn's College.

The Fitness Hall at St. Dawn College is not far east of the St. Dawn Arena and has a very ordinary exterior, a quadrangle built on the flat, black building like a big iron box.

“Gilbert's dancing leaves can't even get a third faster than Chris. You can't hide at that level. You can practice here first. ”

Bello took Erin to a smaller venue where no one practiced and said casually.

“Bounceball Hall?” Erin saw the sign in front of the venue and read it out.

“Once you get in there, as long as I help you step on the pedal, there will be fist-sized black balls that will keep bouncing out, and the visibility inside is almost exactly what you just saw.” Bello explains, "Those black balls are extremely flexible, but they're hard, and it hurts when they're hit. You can only avoid it and try to block the lattice out with your hands and feet, but the balls bounce out, hit the wall, and they bounce back, and you have to be careful not to step on a black ball that rolls on the ground, otherwise it's easy to fall. Generally speaking, if you can hold on to it for 10 minutes, almost even if you can, it's unlikely to hit you with the usual moves of an opponent like Gilbert. ”

“There are other venues like this. Must other venues be very interesting? ”

“Don't be too tall to deal with this place first. ”

“Okay, here we go! ”

Not wanting to waste a minute, Erinyi pushed open the closed door and walked into the venue.

This is an almost completely sealed, only room with some grille vents around and at the top, about twenty meters long and, as Bello put it, only sparse light comes in from the breathable grille and the light is very dim.

There is a standing iron plate just outside the door, and behind the iron plate there are several pedals that extend out to the ground.

“Here we go! ”

When Erin walked to the center of the venue and didn't give Erin much time to react, Bello shouted and stepped on several pedals.

“When!”

Each pedal stepped down, as if something heavy was lifted and then tapped on something.

“Whoo!”

Before Erin could react, she had seen a dark shadow with a whistling wind and smashed it towards herself.

“Ah!”

A scream rang and his left eye had been severely smashed.

And his scream had just sounded, and the rest of his body had been hit three or four more times.

The power of this bouncing ball can't be compared to the punch of Gilbert and others, but it's really hard, and every punch on the body is like a hammer hitting the bone, approaching the point of cracking the bone, but not to the point of cracking the strength and pain.

“Too bad.” Bello shouted disdainfully at Erin's performance without pausing at all.

“Ah!”

Just for a moment, Erin felt that all around him were black balls, he kept coming, he was completely confused, he just subconsciously dodged, and then he went mad to punch and kick.

“Be sure to hold on! ”

“Bastards, you black balls, die! ”

Soon after he was hit continuously by Gilbert, he didn't seem to be himself. There was a voice in his head that kept telling him to lie down, but he just wouldn't give in.

Ten minutes later… Bello stopped, all black balls slowly stopped beating, rolled on the ground, and then stopped.

Erin stood in the middle of a pile of black balls, shaking constantly, holding her own head with her hands slowly apart.

Separate hands were a nasal blue-faced swollen, tearful twisted face, and now even if Old Kings had come, he wouldn't have known this guy was Erin.

“Ten minutes? ”

“I won?” He had already done so, but suddenly cheered.

“You idiot, are you a winner?” Bello is utterly speechless, "I said for 10 minutes, was rarely hit by a ball, dodging the block, your 10 minutes, was totally beaten against the past! ”

“Anyway, it worked.” But what makes him even more speechless is that Erin, who was beaten to the point that no one would recognize him, actually has some satisfaction to say: “At least in these ten minutes, I was forced to the limit, usually swinging my arms or something, and it's impossible to do it so quickly. ”