Brazil also deserves the trip. Captain Kennedy won two gold medals, but although he failed in the shot put game, it did not affect the overall situation.

At this time, he was very moved, not only to win glory for the tribe, but also to be excited to touch the Five Rings. He was content.

In the barbarian tribe, a martial arts field.

A man two feet tall is teaching a ten-year-old child a lesson. The boy is named Wu Long, the son of tribal chief Aris.

Even though you are the future leader, you must strengthen your body with martial arts...

...

...

At this time, the sun is noon and the scorching sun is like fire...

The scorching sun was as scorching as Wu Long's body was soaked with sweat and pressed against his back.

"Uncle, we will hold this Olympics, right?"

"Yes, Boy Wu. You have to practice hard and try to participate. Have you met the fifth ring brought back by Kennedy? That one is called the badge."

The boy looked up and raised his little face: "Uncle, you must be very awesome."

A man with big hair: "..."

"Uncle, but why do we need to practice martial arts? Wu'er feels so tired and hard..."

The man stood with his back on the sun and his face was serious.

"Wu'er, you should grow up."

"Uncle can't stay with you for too long. You have to leave yourself in the future..."

After a long time, I said again.

"I don't ask you to win gold medals like a warrior and have domineering skills, but I hope you can protect your life for the rest of your life. Peace..."

What is this place?

This is the Amazon jungle.

There are countless beasts here, ferocious and bloody, and beasts are more terrifying than humans.

For the sake of life, you have to endure no matter how hard you are.

This is called "forbearance".

"Do you still remember the evil swallow demon attacking the village the day before yesterday? The 30 clan members died, and your uncle is also..."

Alas, the man sighed.

The boy clenched his fists, and his uncle died beside him...

The boy seemed to stop listening, "Uncle, Wu'er was wrong!"

"Don't be angry, I swear to listen to you carefully and practice martial arts well! Grow up and protect our village like Brother Kennedy."

The big man smiled and then picked up Wu'er.

"You seem to have grown up."

Wu Long: "Wu'er is an adult."

The big man: "Haha! Wu'er, remember! I don't require you to be a soldier, you are a leader, the leader of a clan. You can't be like a soldier, being a good leader is enough. Fighting is their business, you protect yourself."

Why?

I don't know this, just do it...

oh.

"I can't stay with you for too long."

"Uncle, where are you going?"

A two-foot man put down Wu Long and looked at him for a long time.

"A very far place... so far away that I will never meet again..."

OK, it's time to practice!

Wu'er is not afraid of hardship, as long as you don't leave.

Let's start!

Big man: "This kid..."

Well, just practice like that.

For them, this is their last meeting.

When the village was slaughtered, he left the country.

Only then did he realize that all his weakness caused the trouble.

I... want to become stronger.

The uncle is for his own good.

Autistic, self-confidence.

He became a person who didn't speak without saying a word.

He is not good at talking about the young master Wu Long.

Is it hard in the practice field at this moment? Are you tired?

Tears, sweat...

What can life be compared to death?

Wu'er finally discovered that he had grown up.

On the morning, practice court.

"Wu'er, it's wrong to throw it like this."

Come on, I'll demonstrate it to you.

"I've seen it, I'll just demonstrate it. Many things need to be focused on yourself..."
Chapter completed!