Iron Blood Journey

After the fight, Jonah led his team to set out again the next day. They left the city of Birmingsa and marched along the official road like a long dragon. They headed south, heading towards the king's

Since leaving Bermingsa, Meng Fan's treatment has improved a lot. In addition to the chains on his body being removed and being able to move more freely, he also has a professional masseuse who massages him every day. It is said that this masseuse is Jonah's personal masseuse.

However, Meng Fan was not indulging in enjoyment. He exercised every day when camping and often trained all night long. He would sleep on the horse when marching during the day. In the evening, the team stopped at the edge of a forest and camped next to the forest. Meng Fan was in high spirits and jumped off the horse. He ran around the camp for 20 kilometers in one breath. After taking a break, he started doing push-ups, sit-ups, squats, etc., and practiced all the exercises he had done in school before. He kept exercising until he had no strength left in his body. This is when the masseur came in handy. As the muscles

Meng Fan gradually fell asleep after relaxing. It took only three or four hours for Meng Fan to wake up, and he was full of energy. This was because Meng Fan absorbed the soul. The energy Meng Fan felt was soul energy, which was pure energy.

It is the source of energy in the world, and it can be transformed into any energy. It is this energy that is transformed into vitality and heals Meng Fan's injuries. Now Meng Fan's own soul energy has become stronger, and his mental strength and vitality have also increased.

At this time, everyone in the camp except the sentry had fallen asleep, but Meng Fan had no intention of escaping. Touching the magic mark on his back, Meng Fan thought to himself: "Jonah, one day I will escape from your clutches."

This magic mark was made before Meng Fan traveled through time. These prisoners of war were branded when they were bought by Jonah. This magic mark can emit a magical message at all times, just like a GPS.

After waking up, Meng Fan continued his hard training. Bermingsa's experience made Meng Fan deeply realize the cruelty of this world. He must become stronger to survive!

In the dead of night, Meng Fan's heavy breathing was particularly irritating, but Meng Fan never tired of it. "Hey, it turns out that you are the one who disturbs people's sleep every day." Suddenly, a man came up to Meng Fan and shouted. The man was wearing a torn military uniform, but it was clean. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters, with a square face, two sword-like eyebrows across his forehead, which was very majestic. He had short red hair. There was an indescribable aura when he stood there. It was different from the murderous aura on Tuta's body. This aura had a kind of domineering aura. The man looked to be about 30 years old.

Years old.

Seeing this man, Meng Fan frowned and shouted at him, "Who are you? You dare to control me? You deserve a beating."

Seeing Meng Fan being so rude, the man was not annoyed at all. Instead, he laughed and said, "Haha, you disturb people's sleep and have a bad tone. Young man, don't be so aggressive." As he spoke, he walked towards Meng Fan.

Seeing this person approaching step by step, Meng Fan was very alert, because Meng Fan felt a strong power from this person, like a huge army, and this pressure was so strong that Meng Fan couldn't breathe. Seeing Meng Fan's uncomfortable expression, the man smiled and said, "Oh, your perception is quite sharp. However, it's useless to practice hard like you. You can't become a qualified warrior just by brute force." As the man

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body gradually faded away.

Feeling the power disappear, Meng Fan took a deep breath and replied arrogantly: "Humph! This is none of your business. If it disturbs you, just plug your ears."

"Haha! That's quite interesting. Yes, it really fits the nickname of Demon Fighter." The man laughed.

"Stop talking nonsense, old man. I can see that you are an expert. Are you attracted by my talent and want to take me as your apprentice?" Meng Fan suddenly changed the subject.

Meng Fan's words choked him. Indeed, Meng Fan's talent and diligence made him want to hide his side. He wanted to show off his skills to win over Meng Fan, but Meng Fan retorted and left him at a loss. "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings." Meng Fan was a modern man, and he knew that this was a fucking adventure, so he quickly took action. Before the man could reply, Meng Fan grabbed his thigh and shouted, "Master, do you have any secret equipment?

Give me everything, you see how miserable your apprentice is now." He said and started to flip through the books.

The middle-aged man was so angry that he directly knocked Meng Fan away and said, "You are quite smart. Yes, I am Karl, a lieutenant of the Cairo Empire Tiger Guard. I can be considered a master."

Meng Fan knew that the Cairo Empire Tiger Guard was a royal army, the strongest army in the Cairo Empire. It was not an ordinary person to be able to serve as a lieutenant in this army. However, although Meng Fan knew about this army, he was not a soldier of the Tiger Guard. The person Meng Fan was attached to belonged to the garrison of Dijon Town. The reason why he knew about the Tiger Guard was because Meng Fan's troops were taken along with the Tiger Guard.

Captured.

"You are actually the captain of the Tiger Guards! So you were the one who commanded the battle in which we were captured?" Meng Fan asked in surprise. Hearing Meng Fan call him Captain, Karl's face flashed with a complicated light, and then he sighed: "Alas, it's me, yes, it's my incompetence that has implicated such a brother. Sometimes I also want to die to apologize, but I still have one thing to do.

I must stay alive until this happens, and I will apologize to my dead brother after this happens."

"Hey, then why didn't they lock you up and let you be so free?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

Carl sighed and said, "Hey, they poisoned me, so there is no need to lock me up again." "Damn, so vicious, do you have any humanity? Do you know human rights? Master, don't worry, when I have the strength, I will definitely avenge you." Meng Fan coughed dryly and said, "Well, look at Master, are you teaching

I have some secret techniques, and once I learn them, I will avenge you."

Meng Fan's words became more and more out of tune, and Karl's forehead was furious. He thought to himself, "Why is this person so strange? He keeps talking about secret books. You know, how can you give secret books to others casually?"

"Don't even think about the secret book. I won't give it to you." Carl said in a deep voice, "But seeing how hard you train every day, I can teach you some training methods."

"Oh, that's OK." Meng Fan said with some disappointment. "Alas, it seems that adventures don't come easily. Why can't this pie in the sky fall on my head? Am I still the protagonist? It doesn't make sense."

"Hmph, stop mumbling nonsense. Those training methods of yours are just for show. If you train your body without training your qi, you'll be wasting your life. As a warrior, you must train your qi." Carl snorted coldly.

Meng Fan looked at Karl in confusion and said, "Practicing Qi?"

"Watch!" Carl shouted and suddenly stretched out his right hand. His sword-like eyebrows frowned, and his right hand suddenly emitted a white light that wrapped around his entire hand. Then he gently slapped the ground, and the stone shattered on the spot.

This move surprised Meng Fan. Isn't this the legendary inner strength? I have only seen it in novels before, but now I see it in real life. It's amazing. Seeing Meng Fan so surprised, Carl said: "This is the fighting spirit of a warrior. This power is stronger than physical strength and can resist magic. This is the foundation of a warrior." Carl waved to Meng Fan and said: "Stand over here, I will

Draw out the qi in your body."

Meng Fan stood over without hesitation. This was something Meng Fan wanted very much. He was a little excited when he thought about being able to fly over the eaves and walls in the future. Carl put his hand on Meng Fan's head and said, "Remember, don't resist." After that, a white light flashed on his hand and activated his fighting spirit. This light entered Meng Fan's head and flowed into his body. Just as it flowed in, Meng Fan's whole body was

The body began to shine. This startled Carl and he quickly withdrew his hand, saying in shock: "You have actually comprehended Dou Qi!" Meng Fan only felt a surge of energy entering from his head, and as soon as it entered, a surge of energy immediately surged out of his body to fight against it. Fortunately, the external energy dissipated after a while, and the energy in his body also calmed down. Meng Fan just came back to his senses

Karl asked, "You already have fighting spirit, why are you still practicing these things?" The fighting spirit that Karl was talking about was the weak energy that Meng Fan felt after killing Tuta. It seems that Meng Fan's golden finger has given Meng Fan new power. This time Meng Fan has comprehended fighting spirit and is already a junior swordsman.