Chapter 54 Wu Zhuo’s Special Training (1)

"Uncle Scarface, are you mistaken? How could my boss have the blessing of divine power be worse than me?"

Adolf himself couldn't believe it. He even had a cannabis in his mouth. "I started smoking marijuana at the age of seven, asthma, hepatitis, and lung disease. My body is rotten. I will never be a master in my life!"

"Mr. Uzhuo, my land, the God of Plague, blesses the Knights of the Earth!" Oda Kiyoshi almost committed suicide by cutting his caesarean section, "It turns out, the second land, countdown!?"

"Shut up, soldiers, obedience is their duty. You can only choose to accept the orders I said, or get out of here!"

Wu Zhuo shouted loudly, and then he looked at Adolf with a smile, "Don't you want to stand first?"

"Not interested!" Adolf swallowed a mouthful of smoke.

"Then let's stand up and watch it for me!" Wu Zhuo smiled slightly, but his words were sarcastic. "Actually, I wanted you to get out of here for a long time, because although you Adolf has unmatched potential, you don't have decent character. You are just a scum, garbage, scum, and wherever you put it, it will only cause trouble!"

"Uncle Wuzhuo, Adolf once saved my life!" This was so ugly that Ye Huan couldn't help but stand up for his subordinates.

"Hey, boss, there's nothing to say," Adolf laughed strangely and stood aside, "This uncle is not wrong. I'm just a scumbag, trash. There's no need to offend the instructor for me. Well, you guys are training here, I'll find a place to smoke marijuana..."

As he said that, he really squatted under a big tree, swallowing clouds and fog indifferently.

What else can Ye Huan say?

Training has officially begun.

"Now, you are my Wuzhuo's students!" Wuzhuo walked past the remaining five people and said coldly: "My goal is to train you into real iron-blooded warriors before the armed battle. At least when facing Caesar and Li Xuanba, the most violent opponents among these two peers, you can also gain a foothold and don't pee your pants!"

"Instructor Wu Zhuo, please take back your words. I admit that I am not Caesar's opponent, but I will never be able to wet my pants in front of my opponent!" Unexpectedly, Lu Xiu, who had always been honest, interrupted the instructor's speech.

"Is that true?"

Wu Zhuo stared at Lu Xiu's eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled slightly, "How long do you think you can last in front of Caesar with your current strength?"

"At least one hundred moves!"

Lu Xiu raised his chest, but before he could finish his sentence, Wu Zhuo's fist suddenly rose. In an instant, the ice, snow, trees, and rocks within a radius of 100 meters flew into the air. Huh, the fist hit Lu Xiu's face with a violent sound of breaking through the air, and these things were pressed down. The violent pressure seemed to be like the whole world collapsed in front of Lu Xiu.

Gudong! Lu Xiu sat on the ground, "This, this kind of boxing..."

"One hundred moves? Humph, my punch is the World-Destroying Fist that Caesar defeated Ye Huan!" Wu Zhuo retracted his fist, and the ice, snow and trees and rocks all over the sky returned to his original position. "Lu Xiu, you can only take Caesar's three or five moves at most, and it was Caesar three years ago. And I tell you, even if he is as strong as Caesar, even if he uses this World-Destroying Fist, he will not dare to take Li Xuanba's thunder and nine heavens in front of him!"

"Instructor, I was wrong!" Lu Xiu lowered his head in shame.

"You can correct your mistakes, but you are hopeless!" Wu Zhuo suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Caesar's World-Destroying Fist is very strong, Li Xuanba's Thunder Down Nine Heavens is even stronger, but I have a set of swordsmanship, maybe I can compete with them for a few moves!" After a pause, "The name of this set of swordsmanship is, 'Come to find me if you have something to do'!"

This is also the name of a set of sword techniques? "Instructor, I understand that a name must not represent everything. Please teach me this set of sword techniques!"

"Very good. There are two key points in practicing this sword technique. First, I will teach you a mantra later, memorize it for me, and practice it for me at least a thousand times a day!" This is the most normal training. Lu Xiu nodded immediately, but Wu Zhuo immediately snorted again, "The second point is that every morning, noon, and evening, you stand in the middle of the camp three times, shouting to me a hundred times, 'Come and come to me if you have something to do, I will definitely help you, otherwise I am a big fool'!"

"This, this..." Lu Xiu wanted to say that this was too spoof, but out of respect for the instructor, he honestly shut his mouth.

"I won't give you any explanation. If you do it, you can say that you are my Wuzhuo's student. If you can't do it, you can get out of here. I Wuzhuo never admits a useless waste!"

As he said that, Wu Zhuo left Lu Xiu and stared blankly, walked to Shura, "I heard that you fought for Liu Fengxing?"

"Hmph!" Shura didn't even lift his head.

"I have personality. I like you the most because those who dare to stab in front of Wu Zhuo must have absolute strength!" Wu Zhuo didn't look angry, but after half a second, no one saw clearly. He had appeared behind Shura, with a chain in his hand strangled Shura's neck. "But it seems like a pity, you are another kind of person, you are incompetent, and you dare to challenge me Wu Zhuo!"

"And do you know?" Wu Zhuole tightened the chain, "This move is the line of life and death of the Liufeng family that I simulated. It is also only 90% of the power of Liufengxing. If you can't stop this move, you will definitely die on He Lie Mountain!"

"How can I defeat Liu Fengxing?" Shura's expression was cold, but his tone had loosened.

"Your attribute is Frost, right?" Wu Zhuo smiled, "In addition, your weapon is a spear... Well, I have a way. The same set of marksmanship is a bit embarrassing, and it is called 'I am the uncle'."

As he said that, Wu Zhuo slapped Shura's forehead gently. Suddenly, starting from Shura's feet, layers of ice and snow flew from the ground and condensed on Shura. After a while, she was frozen in an ice sculpture that looked like a spear, with only her face exposed.

"What does this mean?" Shura's whole body could no longer move, and only his mouth could speak.

"My marksmanship route is already hidden in the ice sculpture. As long as you absorb the ice soul power in the normal way, you can learn it within a few days!" Wu Zhuo smiled strangely: "But have you noticed a very serious problem? You are already an ice sculpture. What should you do if you eat? What should you do if you drink water? It will take at least one month to get to He Lieshan. If you don't eat or drink, you will be thirsty and starving to death!"

"There is only one way at this time!"

Wu Zhuo continued: "That is the true mystery of my shooting skills. Ms. Shura, every morning, noon, and evening, every day from now on, when you are thirsty and hungry, please shout a hundred times, 'I am the uncle, who will serve me!' God's Father blesses, I hope someone will bring you some food and drinks..."

After saying that, he ignored Shura and Uzhuo walked to Oda Kiyoshi.

"Instructor, I am not afraid of embarrassment. Please teach me advanced skills!" Oda Kiyoshi looked excited.

"Well, you kid has been studying in the Holy See for more than ten years, so you really don't need any special advice," Wu Zhuo nodded, "Then just say, you will pass on your leg skills, called 'I'm stupid'!"

"Hi, I'm stupid!" Oda Kiyoko half-kneeled excitedly.

"There are two key points to practice my leg techniques. One is to recite the mantra. Kick your legs a thousand times a day. With your qualifications, you can master them within a few days!" Wu Zhuo continued: "As for the second point, I want you to carry a hundred barrels of venom every day and wander around the camp. When you see a vicious soldier, you will immediately kick his butt, and then shout a hundred times beside the venom. I am stupid, who will kill me!"

"Hi, you have a reason!" Oda Kiyo didn't hesitate at all!

Finally, Wu Zhuoduo came to Bai Xiaobai.

"Hehe..." Bai Xiaobai smiled embarrassedly, "Uncle Wuzhuo, I'm here to wash clothes and cook for the boss. I don't need such an embarrassing skill, right?"

Wu Zhuo stared at Bai Xiaobai's small body for a while, and was a little dissatisfied with this qualification that could be called "sweet". "Yes, your strengths are not in combat. If you train you for many years, you will never be able to become a real strong man. But, how about your imagination?"

"Imagination?" Bai Xiaobai smiled happily when he heard that he didn't have to undergo cruel training, "Brother is the first in meditation class, so it shouldn't be bad!"

"Then think of such a picture!" Wu Zhuo outlined the air opposite, "On He Lie Mountain, the martial arts meeting, your best friend Ye Huan stood on the golden top of the world, punched Li Xuanba, killed Caesar with one palm, and then came a series of whirlwind legs, Liu Fengxing, Lie Tianyang, and Oujis, fell at his feet without any fighting back... Everyone cheered, the sky was moved, and His Majesty the Pope had to shout, three years later, the king of the Heavenly Father Cult finally returned!" At the end, his voice was full of temptation, "Do you want him to become a reality?"

"think!"

"Then, accept my training!" Wu Zhuo smiled evilly than Ye Huan at this moment.
Chapter completed!