Chapter 4: Breathing

Thorondo was indeed the son of a Sicilian knight and a member of the nobility.

However, he is not the eldest son, and he does not have outstanding knight talent.

According to the rules of this era, after the death of the Knight of Sicily, his eldest son, Charles, should inherit the knight's title and everything.

As for Thorondo, aside from some possible severance pay, he will get nothing.

What’s more important is that, as far as Chen Heng knows, the relationship between Sorondo and his brother Charlie seems to be very bad.

If Charlie inherits the title, there is a great possibility that he will kick Thorondo away. According to the unspoken rules of this era, it is not impossible for him to kill him secretly.

I guess Sorondo is worried about this matter at this moment.

"Zolo, my dearest brother, what do you think I should do?"

Sorondo sighed deeply, looked at Chen Heng, and said this.

what to do?

Do you even need to ask me this?

Chen Heng was silent for a while, then raised his head and said, "Sir, what do you think of Sir Charles's character?"

"This is a shameless, despicable villain!"

Speaking of Charlie, Sorondo's face suddenly darkened: "I have always doubted whether he is my father's biological child!"

"Then what do you think Sir Charles will do to you if he inherits the title?"

Chen Heng took a step forward and continued to ask: "Will you be given enough money to live on, and will be driven out of the territory to live somewhere else..."

"Or should we keep you here and let you take up some menial position in the territory and barely make a living from it?"

"Or maybe..."

At this point, he paused, then said: "Send someone to bring you..."

Sorondo's face suddenly turned gloomy.

He knew that based on his brother's personality, what Chen Heng said was very likely to happen.

"Your Excellency, are you really willing to accept this outcome?"

At this time, Chen Heng suddenly knelt down on one knee and said earnestly: "Accept such a bleak ending?"

"But ……"

Sorondo's face became hesitant: "After all, he is my brother and the heir to Sicily. What can I do..."

"Before you actually inherit the territory, anything can happen."

Chen Heng spoke decisively and looked at Sorondo fiercely: "As long as Sir Charles dies of illness, everything will change..."

"You know, Knight of Sicily, there are only two children, you and Sir Charles..."

"Died of illness..."

Sorondo was stunned for a moment, but at this time his expression was no longer hesitant, and he just stared at Chen Heng with his eyes: "It's just... Charlie has Sir Edward with him, how can I be his opponent?"

After he finished speaking, feeling Sorondo's attitude, Chen Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Sauron was too stubborn to do this.

But now it seems that the other party already had an idea in mind.

"Please leave it to me."

Without any hesitation, Chen Heng spoke directly: "Although Sir Edward is also a knight, he is old after all, and his strength is no longer as strong as before."

"In a one-on-one situation, I am confident that I can beat him."

"real?"

Saurondo stood up suddenly, looked at Chen Heng steadily, his voice sounding a little excited.

"certainly."

Chen Heng nodded without hesitation, and then spoke again: "But, in order to ensure victory, I need a little help."

"what would you like?"

Thorondo did not hesitate at all and asked directly: "Sharp weapons, solid armor, or deadly poison and bows and arrows?"

"No……"

Chen Heng shook his head, then bowed his head deeply, his face became extremely respectful: "I hope to obtain some of the Knight's Breathing Method..."

"You want to practice Knight's Breathing?"

Zoro was stunned for a moment, and now his face became hesitant: "This thing requires the qualifications of a knight to practice, it may not be useful to you."

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Heng lowered his head, his posture unchanged: "As long as it can have a little strengthening effect, it will be fine."

"In the upcoming battles, any increase in strength will be extremely important."

He spoke with a sincere look on his face.

Knight's breathing method, this is actually his purpose.

In this world, the Knight's Breathing Technique is exclusive to the nobility. Only aristocratic families with a long history can possess such an inheritance.

Chen Heng became a follower of Sorondo and worked hard for his father for this reason.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

"this……"

Listening to Chen Heng's words, Sorondo's face became gloomy and uncertain, and he became extremely hesitant at this moment.

He stood there in silence for a long time, and finally thought about his current situation, and gritted his teeth: "Okay."

"I can give you the Knight's Breathing Technique."

He took a deep breath, looked at Chen Heng, and finally said: "I even promise here that as long as I become the Lord of Sicily, I will give you the complete Knight Breathing Method of our family."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Heng's face suddenly showed a touch of emotion: "This... Your Excellency..."

"You are Welcome."

Thorondo walked forward, helped him up, and said with an extremely sincere expression: "After all, you are my closest brother, just like Sir Edward is to my father. I also hope that we can maintain this friendship until the end of our lives."

Snap...

After a moment, Chen Heng's face calmed down and he walked out of Sorondo's room.

He looked around and made sure that there was no one around before walking to his room alone.

When he arrived at his room, he took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms.

The yellow paper looked a little worn, probably quite old, and there were many things written on it in the language of this world.

Chen Heng looked down, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

"It should be true... but it's not complete..."

The thought flashed through his mind.

These past few years were not wasted on him. While busy, he also used his knowledge of martial arts to analyze the breathing methods of knights in this world.

And based on his experience, this Knight's Breathing Method should be genuine and there shouldn't be much problem in practicing it.

Come to think of it, after all, in the current situation, no matter how stupid Sorondo is, he should not use fake breathing method to fool him.

As for the basic part, it is also easy to understand.

Sorondo himself did not have much talent as a knight, and the knight education he received was only the basics.

Therefore, what he knew about the knight's breathing method was naturally only the basic part.

After browsing through the Knight's Breathing Method in front of him and making sure he had memorized it, Chen Heng began to act.

Inside the house, he moved his hands and feet in a unique posture, and began to stimulate himself continuously.

After warming up, he took out some things from the side.

It was a piece of black ointment, which looked very black, like a piece of stone, and was very special.

A unique smell spread out from it, making people frown.

This is the auxiliary medicine needed for the knight's training, and it was also what Chen Heng got from Sorondo.

In this world, it is not easy for a knight to practice. In the initial stage, if there is no other knight to input life energy to assist, unique medicines are needed for assistance, otherwise it will be difficult to get started.

As he rubbed the ointment all over his body, an intense burning sensation emerged, surfacing in every part of his body.

It may not be too strong at the beginning, but by the end it is so strong that one can't help but scream out in pain.

"Is this feeling similar to the burning of qi and blood?"

Feeling this feeling, Chen Heng frowned and this thought flashed through his mind.

In the real world's body-building methods, there are related concepts of qi and blood.

Under special circumstances, warriors can also burn their own qi and blood to enhance their combat power or even for the purpose of practicing.

And now, Chen Heng feels somewhat similar to this.

He endured the severe pain, frowned and began to practice.

Following the description in the Knight's Breathing Method, he began to practice diligently by performing various movements.

As time passed, the burning sensation in Chen Heng's body gradually weakened, and in the end, it was replaced by a cool feeling, bringing another experience.

As time went by, the feeling in Chen Heng's body became weaker and weaker, and in the end, it was almost nothing.

A new feeling of fatigue emerged in my body.

"Sure enough, I don't have the talent of a knight..."

Feeling the sensation in his body, Chen Heng sighed.

According to what Sorondo said, if one has the qualifications to be a knight, then during the training process, one will become more and more excited, and will have a feeling of pleasure that one will not want to stop.

But Chen Heng did not have such feeling . On the contrary, he just felt tired.

Judging from the looks of it, his body doesn't have any knightly talent.

But it’s no wonder.

The identity he simulated was obtained without spending any points. It's good enough that you didn't lose any limbs. Do you still want the qualifications of a knight?

dream!

Before this, Chen Heng just wanted to give it a try and didn't really have much hope for it.

Now that his hopes were dashed, he did not feel disappointed, but just sighed.

"Fortunately, it is still somewhat useful."

He felt his current state and this thought flashed through his mind.

At this moment, he could feel that the physical training effect of knight training was in no way inferior to body-building methods.

"Using the Knight's Breathing Method in conjunction with the Body Building Method for training seems to have a better effect..."

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Heng seemed to be thinking about something.

Perhaps, with this breathing method, the time it takes for him to perfect his body building could be much faster.

"I just don't know how much difference there is in strength between a knight who has reached Perfect Body Forging and a knight from this world?"

At this moment, this thought flashed through his mind.

Time passes slowly.