She was really afraid that Wang Zhi would get into some bad fun.

"Yeah." Wang Zhi walked into the gym.

I put down my backpack, changed into a set of lightweight quick-drying clothes, put on my running shoes, and put on my headphones.

I have almost learned the basics of martial arts, so there is no need to waste any more time.

Moreover, the hero space will be refreshed tomorrow morning.

Today I want to clear out the last level 3 iron-blooded battlefield.

He is completely different now than he was a week ago.

Five-kilometer run to warm up.

28 minutes and 33 seconds.

Wang Zhi, who has a physical fitness of 9 points, has been doing aerobic and anaerobic exercises for half a month, coupled with a reasonable diet, and has lost a lot of weight and gained a lot of weight. His lower abdomen, which is a layer of flesh, has gradually gained the outline of abdominal muscles.

I practiced the basic sword skills carefully several times.

"Huh~~"

Wang Zhi once again entered the hero space.

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

The battlefield is full of wind and sand.

Ruins of ruins, broken bones, broken armor, desolation and desolation can be seen everywhere.

"The vast battlefield is my love, the foot of the rolling green mountains..."

Wang Zhi came to the iron-blooded battlefield for the second time.

The mood is completely different from the first time I entered.

There is less collision and friction, and more kindness and comfort.

the most important is.

Iron-blooded soldiers are melee combat types!

This week, Wang Zhi was rubbed so hard by the Frost Archer and the Arcane Apprentice that his mentality almost collapsed, okay?

Bullying him for not having Force skills!

"Wow~~"

The companion star shines.

Wearing a warrior horn helmet and big pants, Brother Mang appeared again.

Yo ho!

Changed to a big sword?

Okay, Xiao Mang.

Not good at fighting, but really good at scavenging.

etc!

This big sword looks familiar?

Depend on!

Isn’t this the big sword in my gym?

When was it taken away?

"I like this place very much. I was born to belong here."

"My blood is boiling."

Brother Mang is holding a big sword.

The two eyes began to exude blazing fighting spirit again.

Wang Zhi narrowed his eyes.

In that electric moment.

"Ouch!"

Brother Mang shouted loudly and rushed straight into the battlefield like a tank.

Chiliu~~

Wang Zhi's sinful right hand grabbed Brother Mang's large pants exposed under his armor.

Lightning fast!

"Ouch——"

Brother Mang's eyes widened and his whole body trembled violently.

"Haha." Wang Zhi sneered.

He flicked his hand and pulled again.

Manual transmission.

Prostate brake.
Chapter completed!