The next morning, Zheng Yi woke up from the bed.

Although I did a lot of big things last night, such as finding a temporary space for the heroes, and seeing the dreams of Rogers - some black, some pink, and some neither black nor pink, but overall I was pretty good in spirit.

Zheng Yi habitually looked at the spiritual pool. There were about two liters of blue inside, which was more recovery than before, which was a good sign. He jumped out of bed, took off his thin linen gown, changed into his knight's uniform, put on his helmet for a while, and breathed a few breaths of the fragrance in the helmet-finished washing in the morning.

After opening his helmet, Zheng Yi looked no longer scary, after all, the face of the saint is still kind and kind.

Zheng Yi went downstairs to have breakfast, took out the chocoon, and came to the Roger training ground in a row.

The training ground is outside the barracks. Although it was dawn, many Rogers were already training. They were grouped according to their favorite weapons, and Rogers, who had rich experience and skill, acted as instructors to teach their experiences and insights.

The instructors are not fixed. For example, after Ally and Constance were promoted yesterday, their old skills were deeply rooted in their understanding. Today, they became their own group of instructors, selflessly explaining and teaching.

Kasha saw the iconic black armor and mount from a distance and knew that it was the Saint who came. She interrupted the inspection of the training ground and quickly walked towards Zheng Yi.

"Good morning, Lord Saint," Kasha said.

"Good morning, Kaxia." Zheng Yi got out of the car and did not take it back.

Don't worry about being stolen here.

Zheng Yi first put a soul fire on himself, then stepped forward and said, "Dear Kasha, I want to take the liberty to ask you to guide me with the shield."

Kasha almost dizzy and said:

"Sir, please do not speak holy to me. Really, don't. I don't know how to talk to you."

Zheng Yi smiled: "Okay, then everyone will relax. Just call me your priest, don't always bring the 'saint'."

Kasha returned to normal: "Okay Your Excellency." She led the Saint into the training ground. In the morning light, her curvy figure was full of strength, and it was awesome whether it was chopping or assassination.

Zheng Yi casually asked some questions about Roger's patrol and fighting against evil, and Kasha answered them concisely and precisely. She joined Roger since she was sixteen and has been fighting on the front line for ten years. Although she is not the oldest, she is definitely the most experienced.

Walking to a row of weapons racks, Kasha stood still and said:

"There are shields used for training here, and the weight will be much heavier than those used in actual combat. You can understand that training is always harder than actual combat, so that you can survive while defeating evil."

"Sweat more when training, and bleed less when fighting." Zheng Yi remembered the slogans during military training.

Kasha unexpectedly glanced at the Saint and said:

"You are really incisive. Now let's look at these shields. Obviously, they are different in size. This kind of shield that can only protect hands and wrists in your hands is called fist shields. Because it is small in size, it is the most flexible to use, and can use shield combat skills, such as shield slamming and shield-holding blocking. But because it is too small, its defense is almost negligible. In the hands of the great warrior, it is a very good secondary weapon, not an armor."

Zheng Yi nodded, expressing his understanding, and made up his mind not to use stuff like boxing and shields. It seemed like he was hitting a pan with a frying pan, and only the big warrior could do this.

"You use an arm shield." Kasha saw Zheng Yi's Shield of Iserel's Shield of Destiny yesterday, and also knew that the shield was inlaid with nef.

The young Captain Roger said:

"This is a shield that tends to be defensive and focuses on flexible and proactive attacks. The belt through the arm and the handle can make the round shield firmly secure on the left arm. If you bend your left arm, you can protect your head, or chest and abdomen. If you wave your arm to attack, you can cause blunt weapon damage."

Kasha entered the role with a firm face. She put on an arm shield to demonstrate the defensive movements in all directions for Zheng Yi, as well as the blocking strategy used when the enemy is close to each other, and the offensive pushing top. In order to make the demonstration clearer and more practical, the captain called a single-kill Roger in his hand to cooperate with the drill.

Bang!

The moment Rogge attacked, Kasha rushed up to the knife, bent over and bent her back, and a shield hit her abdomen.

This is not the end.

The moment the other party was instinctively bent down, Kasha pushed her up with her shield and turned her back.

Roger stood up in pain alone.

Roger's training is not kind. Releasing water at this time will only make his comrades die under the devil's knife. Because the devil will never release water.

Bang.

The golden light exploded.

Roger, who was single, was revitalized, and the damage suffered in his abdomen and back was cured in an instant.

"Thank you, Lord Saint." She bowed and stepped back.

Kasha also got the recovery of the new star, her face was rosy and sweating slightly. She returned to Zheng Yi and said:

"This is an advanced technique for round shield attack. Let's start with a simple block. I attack and you block it. Do you still remember the blocking positions we just mentioned?"

Zheng Yi nodded, walked his arm through the belt of the training shield, and then clasped the handle. When he tightened the belt, he confirmed that he was wearing the fire of his heart again, and said, "Okay, come on."

Kasha looked serious: "Front, go ahead!" As he said that, a long spear stabbed towards him.

Zheng Yi quickly raised his arms and blocked his face with a round shield.

Bang!

If it weren't for the fire of the soul, Zheng Yi would have been repelled several steps.

Fortunately, my arms were just numb and didn't hurt.

"Front-middle!" Kasha shouted and stabbed.

"Go ahead!" Kasha's power increased.

"Left middle!" Kasha's speed increased.

"Lower right!" Kasha began to disrupt the order.

"Front upper position! Front lower position! Left middle position! Left lower position..."

Kasha is getting faster and faster.

Zheng Yi gradually couldn't keep up and sweated.

There is no victory once, not watered by sweat and blood.

After the training in the morning, Zheng Yi cast a healing technique on himself. Although the fire of the mind can defend against trauma, it cannot avoid muscle tearing caused by high-intensity exercise.

Kasha was just sweating slightly and hadn't even met the standard of warm-up. The warrior tried hard to make himself look polite, saying:

"Your Excellency has a strong understanding and quick reaction. Your physical fitness... can be exercised step by step. We will continue to consolidate in the afternoon. I will ask other Rogers to cooperate with you in training starting tomorrow. You need to adapt to various weapons, including crossbows."

Zheng Yi was very moved: "Thank you, I hope it won't delay your training."

Kasha: "Your Excellency is so polite, you have given us more. Can you invite you to have lunch in the cafeteria? So that we can start the afternoon training as soon as possible."

Zheng Yi smiled: "Thank you, my honor."
Chapter completed!