Hui Shi always felt that it was his fault and he should not complain about Luther's weak body.
What kind of physique Luther had and what kind of physique he had cannot be generalized at all.
It doesn’t matter if your child gets a minor illness soon.
Now Luther couldn't stand the excitement and suddenly went crazy. This energy was really terrifying.
Having been taught a regular schedule, he now wakes up earlier than the Interpol group.
When he was fighting against Guai Li, he also asked him not to put too much water in, and he was stupidly used as a sandbag.
Guai Li had no choice but to control the rhythm and start fighting mode with Luther.
Yuzi's elf center is not deserted now. Luther comes to check it every day, apply some medicinal wine and other things, and do hot compresses and so on.
Guai Li knew the severity of his attack and it didn't hurt. However, the sudden increase in the amount of exercise caused by fishing for too long made him always feel sore all over.
In the words of Greystone, this is the accumulation of lactic acid, which happens when you exercise too hard all of a sudden.
After saying that, Luther’s movement plan was changed.
For the sake of exercise effect, the Frost Milk Fairy acted coquettishly and fed Luther butter every day, but he reluctantly refused.
This is terrible. The Cream Fairy misunderstood Luther and thought she had done something wrong. She burst into tears because of her grievances. While she was crying, she smeared the faces of the three Gengars with cream.
Gengar, who was doing housework, looked at the butter on the ground and looked at himself covered in butter that could be baked in the oven. He could only sigh secretly with a drooped face.
But it only took a moment, and they quickly put on cheerful expressions and went to coax the Cream Fairy.
Luther was among them.
It’s not that Creamy Milk Fairy’s cream is unhealthy, or that I hate Creamy Milk Fairy, it’s just for exercise.
Frosty Milk Fairy blinked and was comforted by Luther for a while before she realized that she had been unreasonable just now and quickly apologized to Gengar.
When Frost Milk Fairy and the Gengars went to mop the floor together, Sirona, who had been watching for a long time, appeared leisurely.
"I thought you were just a three-minute sensation, but it turns out you are serious."
"Tell me, why are you suddenly training with high intensity and demanding high standards on yourself?"
Just when Luther was about to speak, Sirona's smiling face suddenly turned serious, and her voice became majestic.
"You can't deceive me by lying here and there. I know your temperament. You are just a glutinous rice type. It is absolutely impossible for you to be so motivated all of a sudden without a special reason."
Sirona's understanding of Luther is thorough and comprehensive. After all, he is the person that Sirona has paid attention to from the beginning and helped to cultivate him along the way.
Every sentence hit the mark, but Luther also thought of the corresponding lie.
"I was very ill this time. I saw Dieffenbachia beside me several times in my dreams."
"When I saw him appearing, I thought I was dead for a while. It was a very bad feeling."
"Sirona, the near-death experience was not wonderful, and the feeling of thinking that I was dead in the dream was also very painful. At that time, my mind was constantly racing, and the panic was lingering."
"So after I woke up, I felt that I couldn't let my body rust, so I had to do something."
Telling the truth and lies at the same time, Luther spoke this watered-down speech without being shy or embarrassed, and he spoke it righteously.
Sirona looked directly into Luther's eyes, but could see nothing.
"Okay, assuming what you said is true. This is the reason why you started working hard to exercise. So what if you trained Darkrai intensively and summoned other elves to find the second ace?"
"You don't want to tell me that the dead Dieffenbachia has come back to life to threaten you, do you?"
Sirona finally smelled something unusual in Luther's behavior.
Luther smiled, and he explained: "Sanlin told me before that the grand arena will be fully completed by the end of the year, and then you will be able to compete with all your strength in the grand arena."
"And I also want to challenge you after the grand arena is completed."
There was silence all around, and only the sound of Sirona's breathing could be heard.
Sirona couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes. Her hobby was to constantly break the ceiling and explore the limits that any elf can reach.
For this reason, she needs to practice, she needs to improve, and she needs opponents to prove herself.
Sirona is a pure trainer. She thinks highly of Xiaozhi, Shinji, Misaki, and Luther. She hopes that one day they can stand in front of her and challenge herself.
However, Xiaozhi still needs to accumulate at this stage, and it is not yet time for his accumulation to soar into the sky and shock all the trainers, although he seems to have the ability to make all elves, even mythical beasts, get close to him.
Shinji's temperament has not yet been completely polished. If his arrogance can be restrained, he will have achievements that are not inferior to Ash's.
In order to travel far away in pursuit of stronger strength, Misaki needs to polish not only her strength, but also her mentality. She is still easily influenced by others, which was fully exposed at the Suzuran Tournament.
Luther was the closest person to herself among the people she had ever been optimistic about.
Along the way, he changed several times, from a somewhat cowardly, confused young man who needed self-deception to move forward, to the owner of the island.
His understanding of battle is very unique. He always dares to think that ordinary people cannot think of, and then realizes it in amazing ways.
For example, let the elf forcefully switch skills after releasing the skill halfway, catching the opponent off guard.
After Sirona learned this technique, she felt very happy.
In addition, his use of his elf character and characteristics is also outstanding.
Shuttlecock's mouth is weak, Maliluri's strength, and Gardevoir's mental strength make the weak defeat the strong.
But the development of these techniques ended after Luther concluded the Lily of the Valley Conference...or perhaps after liquidating the rabble.
Did Luther lose his spirituality?
Not at all. Just by looking at the way he improved his training methods to push the Biting Land Shark to its limits, you can tell that he is just not as enterprising as he was back then.
On the path of being a trainer, he chose to accumulate slowly.
I can’t say it’s wrong, but from Sirona’s point of view, it’s really a pity.
She wanted to poke Luther in the back with a stick and push him forward, but she also unconsciously contracted laziness while living on Qidao, and understood the source of Luther's idea of moving forward unhurriedly.
"Ha, didn't you say you wouldn't be a champion? How did you come up with this idea?" Sirona asked with a smile.
"It is true that I do not intend to be the champion, but this does not prevent me from challenging you and discussing with you on the island." Luther said, "Things on the island are behind closed doors, and no one will come forward to put pressure on you whether you win or lose.
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"In the big arena on Qidao, there are no rules like those of outside alliances. You can fight however you want. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose."
"I traveled with the elves and won many honors. Now you people who are standing at the top are right in front of me. I want to feel the difference and gain some experience. Is it normal?"
Sirona was in a good mood. She did not continue to ask questions, but hummed a tune, turned around and left with her hands behind her back.
And Luther was right. The arena will be completed by the end of the year, and they will finally have a place where they can indulge themselves and prove themselves.
If you fight behind closed doors, you know the result and no one can control it.
Luther looked at Sirona's leaving figure and breathed a sigh of relief.
If you want to tell a lie, you will have to tell more lies.
Fortunately, he was prepared, otherwise with Sirona's sense of smell, his hasty answer would be revealed in seconds.
"Qidao is my island after all. It's my turn to protect you from the wind and rain this time."