Douluo's Gourd

"Gourd of Douluo"

Since they were arranged by the master in the hands of the Tyrannosaurus Liu Erlong, Tang San and the others could only accept their own fate.

Everyone took turns, and almost everyone knew the teaching style of each teacher.

Zhao Wuji, Liu Erlong, Li Yusong, and Flender all focus on actual combat, among which Liu Erlong is the most tyrannical, as long as he can't be beaten to death, he will beat him to death.

Xi Xin, Master and Lu Qibin were in charge of teaching assistants, mainly assisting Zao Wou-ki and the others to pick out and correct mistakes that the students had not noticed during the battle, and also taught some special skills of using soul power and tactical coordination.

So although Liu Erlong has the most combat experience among all the teachers, he is also the worst.

Oscar has long been intoxicated in the beautiful fantasy of the future, so he would not pay attention to Wang Xiaofeng's reminder, he slipped to Tang San's side, patted his shoulder old-fashionedly and said: "Little San, don't worry, no matter what, I will There will always be sausages for you."

Tang San heard Oscar's sarcastic remarks, and said angrily: "Thank you so much."

The corners of Flender's eyes twitched slightly as he stood in front of the team.

It's fine for these two boys to talk in secret, and they dare to hook their shoulders in front of him, it seems that his majesty is not enough, this kid Oscar dared to mock others, coughed lightly: "Okay, let's start today's exercise .”

Zhao Wuji couldn't wait a long time ago, he walked to the center of the open space and said loudly: "Little brats, come here quickly."

Wang Xiaofeng didn't want Zao Wou-ki to find an excuse to practice more, so he hurriedly ran over with Oscar, and said loudly: "Don't, don't, it's just here."

After two months of training, except that the inner circle was raised to thirteen times the gravity by Wang Xiaofeng, Dai Mubai and Tang San, nothing changed, the rest of them just could last longer.

An hour of exercise time passed by in a hurry, and it was time for the teachers' favorite sand beating... Oh no, it was the part of educating students.

The three of Wang Xiaofeng and the others had good luck in the past half month, it was Zhao Wou-ki's turn to give them advice.

Zhao Wuji took a sip of wine, and said casually: "Although you bribed me, you still have to be beaten when you should."

Wang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, what you said is outrageous. It's not called bribery, it's the student's wish." With his left hand behind his back, he made a gesture with his left hand, Oscar who was not far away saw it immediately Then put your mind at ease.

Oscar smiled and said: "Zhuqing, it seems that today you don't need to be slapped in the face."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Oscar differently, although he didn't know what tricks he and Wang Xiaofeng were planning, but he was relieved to hear that his pretty face was able to escape.

Before Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai had been training martial soul fusion skills in the hands of masters, so they didn't know the training methods of each teacher, and every time they ate, they talked about who was the worst, who was beaten into a pig's head again today, It was a miserable conference.

So she subconsciously thought that the teachers were staring at their faces and beating them up.

Zhao Wuji pointed to Oscar and Zhu Zhuqing who were behind Wang Xiaofeng and said: "Master said that the three of you formed a team for the first time today, may I give you some time to arrange it?"

Wang Xiaofeng responded cheekily, "Then we won't be polite, but it won't take long, 5 minutes will be enough."

Zhao Wou-ki suddenly covered his stomach and said: "Ah, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. You three should move your muscles and bones on the spot. I'll go to the toilet first, and I'll be back in 5 minutes."

Wang Xiaofeng gave a thumbs up, what is old drama bone, this is old drama bone.Otherwise, how could he have been cheating and cheating for two months under Flender's supervision without being caught deducting wages.

Wang Xiaofeng waved to the two of them, "Come here quickly, let's discuss tactics."

Oscar rushed over, "Why don't you follow the most basic No. [-] tactic? You, Xiaofeng, are in charge of attracting firepower, and I'm in charge of logistics support. Sister Zhuqing will find a chance to sneak attack by herself."

Zhu Zhuqing said coldly: "Could it be too simple?"

Wang Xiaofeng thought for a while, nodded and said: "Oscar's suggestion is indeed not bad. We are not the kind of think tank talents like Xiaosan, and we are not suitable for thinking about any tactics at all. The simpler we are, the better we cooperate."

In the previous team battles, Zhu Zhuqing was positioned as an assassin, and it was Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun's job to protect their own back row, so apart from adding buffs, Wang Xiaofeng and Oscar hadn't actually cooperated with Zhu Zhuqing much, so it might be better to let Zhu Zhuqing find opportunities by himself.

"Okay." Zhu Zhuqing himself also discovered this problem, so he obeyed the arrangement, and it would not be suitable to change at that time, after all, the master's arrangement today was quite sudden.

Zhao Wuji came over and said loudly: "Ah, it's much more comfortable to go to the toilet."

Wang Xiaofeng explained, and responded loudly: "Mr. Zhao, since you finished using the toilet, let's start."

Zhao Wou-ki showed a ferocious and terrifying smile: "Little brat can't wait to be beaten up, right?"

Wang Xiaofeng retorted straightforwardly: "We can't wait to accept your teaching."

"If you say good things, I won't let it go." An astonishing momentum erupted from Zhao Wuji's body, he stretched his muscles and bones, and the exaggerated pressure suddenly increased a bit.

"Go!!" Wang Xiaofeng, who has fought against Zao Wou-ki many times, doesn't care about sneak attacks, he will use any means that can increase his own side.

The green gourd glowing with colorful light was instantly held in his hand, and with the infusion of four rays of light, Wang Xiaofeng stepped hard with his right foot and leaped high.

Clenching the fist print with his right hand, stepping on Shunpo to continuously increase the speed, it appeared in the sky above Zao Wou-ki's head in an instant, the fist print strengthened with gravity + Shunbu + soul skill boost, and pounded heavily towards Zhao Wou-ki.

"Good boy, strong enough."

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