Chapter 72 The cold-faced male god Drago suffered (1/3)
In the suburbs, in the forest.
Hundreds of energetic faces are constantly fighting, which is a training item, and the only person who can stay for the end is the real winner.
Although these recruits have strong players who are obviously better than others, such as the fourth-ranked Ronos, he obviously does not have the dominant strength of Longines or Gion, and instead was eliminated first because he was too conspicuous.
Seeing that the melee in the field became more and more intense, Dorag nodded with satisfaction. This was also the reason why he thought of sending away the three of Longines in advance. With that kind of dominant monster, melee or something is meaningless.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
At this moment, there were constant roars coming from afar.
Dorag frowned, and his powerful sense of sight and hearing radiated to the surroundings like a radar.
It is naturally impossible for ordinary people to perceive a wide range of sights and hearings, but Dorag, who is known as a monster, can easily perceive most of the island.
Soon, Dorag had already "see" the answer.
"Is this... Teacher Zefa's breath?" Dorag's cold eyes appeared in his eyes, "Are you teaching them six styles personally? It seems that Teacher Zefa really values them, or rather... it's true!"
At this time, the battle in the forest was coming to an end.
"Hahahaha! Sure enough, the one who laughs the best is the one who can laugh to the end!"
The final winner was somewhat beyond Dorag's expectations, and it turned out to be Gregory, a guy who had sex from beginning to end.
"However, it's not all because of luck. His own strength ranks in the top 20. In addition, he hides all the way and the connections he has made before, it makes sense that he can stay for the end."
"But this is contrary to the original intention of the melee. It seems that the rules need to be modified appropriately next time." Dorag was not going to cancel Gregory's score. The ability to take advantage of the loopholes in the rules means that the rules they set were problematic, so it is naturally impossible for others to bear the mistakes.
"Cancel team!"
"Is this a conscience discovery by Instructor Dorag? He actually stopped the team in advance?" Although he was puzzled, the group of recruits returned to the queue as quickly as possible.
"You have been a bit navy these days." Dorag nodded slightly, "Next, you can take a short break and go with me to see how others fight."
Although they cannot move freely, for these recruits, continuing to train without having to work hard is a great blessing, so how can they dare to hope for more?
Gregory asked without fear at all, "Instructor Dorag, could it be that the lieutenant general or even general in the headquarters are fighting?"
"It was General Zefa who was guiding Longinus and the other three." Dora replied concisely.
"Wow! It's actually because of General Zefa's personal guidance. Gion is so lucky to add the plan to the two of them!" Gregory said enviously.
"Yes! Can you be...wait, aren't three? Why did you miss Longinus?" The people around him nodded in agreement, and suddenly found something was wrong and asked with a confused look on his face.
"Idiot, it's normal for the boss to be valued. How can I describe it as luck?" Gregory said to him with caring eyes and mentally retarded.
“(o''o)?”
However, soon, the envy in their hearts had turned into happiness and fear.
In the stands, I couldn't hear the conversation between several people from a long distance, but the tragic situation of the three people in the field was seen by the new recruits.
Gion and Jiaji were fine, but one of his arms was twisted and drooping, but Longinus was covered in blood and covered in bruises. The sharp-eyed person even found that even fragments of his internal organs were coughed out during his previous cough.
The more severe the injury, the more fierce the beating.
Those who didn't know that desperately thought that both sides were enemies who would never die.
"Okay...so terrible. Is this the guidance of Teacher Zefa? I heard that we will also practice the six-style practice in the second year, so we shouldn't..."
"It shouldn't be...not so! There are so many of us, Teacher Zefa must not have time to give me some advice."
"That's hard to say. For Teacher Zefa, there is no difference between one or one hundred of us at this level."
If everyone was envious of the treatment of Langhinus and others before, they are mostly grateful now, but fortunately they are just a salted fish that doesn't have to struggle.
"Tsk tsk, this old guy Zefa is really cruel and can even attack his students."
The sudden voice made the recruits widen their eyes. Some people dared to comment on a general like this!
"Ka...Lieutenant General Kap, it's Lieutenant General Kap!"
"It's a naval hero, Lieutenant General Cap!"
After noticing the identity of the speaker, the recruits around him couldn't help but scream, destroying the "Knox" era with their own hands and forcing One Piece Roger to a dead corner several times, the status of their naval heroes in the minds of their generation of naval forces is even higher than that of the Navy Marshal.
Seeing that Dorag ignored him, Capo made a boring decision, and then said to himself, "But that little guy is indeed smart. The six styles are originally the ultimate physical technique summarized in real battles. Zefa is a top-notch strong man who is proficient in the six styles. The gains from fighting with him are much better than those who understand him. Like the other two little guys, he is still awe of Zefa's identity as a general. If he is timid, he will suffer in the end."
"Not everyone can be as fearless as Langhinus." Dorager commented briefly.
"Yes! This little devil does have the momentum of my husband back then." Caper nodded complacently, and then sighed, "It's a pity that he only learned the mentality of not fearing power, but he couldn't learn the freedom and freedom of ignoring the rules. He was usually very stern, which was really boring."
Dorag twitched his lips and said, "You are called casual. His self-discipline is the navy... Wait, when did he learn from you?"
Cap was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, "Is this the attitude you should have when talking to your dad? Humph! That is to see your student present today, otherwise I will definitely let you recall what the iron fist of love is!"
Hearing the secret laughter of the recruits around him, even his adjutant made a "puff" sound of forcing his breath, Dorag's cold corners almost broke his efforts.
After teaching Dorag a lesson, Cape explained, "I have always been called a naval hero, and this little guy also has the name of a hero in the G2 branch, which shows that he must admire me very much, so that every move is imitating me."
Chapter completed!