"Iron Fist? Is that the iron of that world? Is it so soft?"

There is a training ground in Marineland, and next to it is a recruit training camp. In the training ground, two naval admirals are training. Just the waves of air caused by punches and slashes make all the recruits speechless.

It was already the second year of the new recruit camp, and more than half a year had passed since Skyler and Garp's special training. As long as the two were outside of their missions, they would fight again and again.

During the battle, Skyler was always at a disadvantage, but she was so tough! She was taunting her with various words, as if Garp was the one lagging behind. Just like now, Garp's fists were getting a little darker with anger.

"boom!"

A punch was thrown, and Skyler couldn't dodge at all. She raised two long swords to block, but the strength of the two was in a stalemate... There was almost no stalemate, and Skyler flew backwards, and she quickly stabbed the sword into the ground.

, slow yourself down.

In the direction of the recruit training camp, Zefa also watched the battle between Skyler and Garp. Zefa, who was always very serious in the impression of the recruits, now had a bright smile.

Although Skyler has not yet entered the ranks of the top experts in the sea, she is already at the top of the waiting list. Her experience in special training in the past six months has also made great progress.

Although she has not yet been able to integrate the breath of all things into her instincts, as long as Skyler is given a moment, she can find the "weaknesses" of others, such as... receiving Garp's punch without any harm.

Skyler seemed to be blown away, but when she stood still and the smoke cleared, she was unharmed.

The moment she just blocked, she had already found the "weakness" in Garp's power, and turned the impact into thrust. Although she flew backwards, it was more like being pushed away, rather than being pushed away.

The punch flew away.

In the recruit elite camp, Smoker, who was carrying a heavy load, said to Tina: "Lieutenant General Garp's armament is so domineering, I'm afraid he can kill me with one punch, but Major General Skyler is actually fine."

Tina turned around and looked at Smoker with disdain, who had not fully mastered the six moves, let alone mastered domineering, and said: "One punch? You think too highly of yourself, don't you?"

"You mean I can't even resist a punch? Do you look down on me too much?!"

Smoker was a little unhappy, but Zefa suddenly turned around and said, "How about you go up and give it a try?"

With the double sarcasm in his eyes and words, if it had been anyone else, Smoker would have been immediately irritated and walked forward, but... he was really frightened by Zefa's beating.

He pursed his lips and looked unhappy, but Smoker didn't dare to say a single word.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling~"

Suddenly, an alarm bell rang, and both Skyler and Garp stopped. Skyler looked happy and said, "Half an hour! You couldn't hurt me! You can treat me to dinner!"

"Hmph~"

Garp snorted coldly, but with a smile on his face, he looked at Zefa and said, "Zefa! My daughter and I have been showing your domineering battle to your recruits for so long, and you are not allowed to express your gratitude?"

"never heard of that!"

Zefa turned around and said: "Everyone! Prepare for five thousand push-ups..."

In an instant, all the recruits carrying weights on their backs all entered the push-up preparation posture, but just when Zefa was about to call out, Skyler walked up to him and said:

"Teacher Zefa, shall we have dinner together tonight? Lieutenant General Garp is treating us anyway!"

"Huh! I don't want to invite him to dinner!"

"Hey?! I don't need you to treat me to dinner!"

Zefa and Garp, who came over, suddenly started going chest-to-chest like a child's play.

Skyler was drinking a drink and smiled as he looked at the recruits doing weight-bearing planks. Push-ups are not as painful as planks.

Because of Zefa's special care, Smoker, who was carrying the heaviest weight, started to tremble all over. He looked up to see what Zefa was doing. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a group of people with the ability to distort the air.

Fly here.

"Fingergun!"

As her body grew stronger, Skyler unknowingly learned these six-style derivative skills that Zefa had already explained to him about their principles, and...she also wrapped her flying finger gun with domineering energy.

The moment he hit Smoker, he let out a low roar and then fell to the ground. Skyler shook his head dissatisfied and said, "Young people today are really not in good health."

Because of Smoker's cry of pain, Zefa also turned his head at this time and found that this group of people were obviously just preparing for push-ups, but they seemed to be more tired than doing push-ups. He thought about the principle of this action for a moment.

With one hand, he stopped Garp's chest, which was about to push up, and then pointed at the new recruit. Garp also saw the clues and stopped playing with Zefa. At this time, Zefa looked at Smoker and shouted in a pretended dissatisfied tone.

road:

"Smog! Get ready for push-ups!"

Smoker, whose head was still dizzy and in pain, heard Zefa's voice and instinctively stood up from the ground. Zefa said with an old bastard's smile but in a very serious voice:

"Can't you even hold on to such a simple movement? Well, for the rest of the day, let me maintain this posture! If a person falls, it will be extended by one minute! Each battalion commander! Supervise your own battalion!

"

After Zefa finished speaking, the voices of the school officers’ responses came from the training camp.

Zefa inspected twice and discovered a problem, that is, this action can actually be optimized. He ordered: "Everyone, use your elbows to support the ground!"

Skyler raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect Zefa to be able to find a more suitable movement for plank support just by looking and thinking. It seems that a master of physical arts is indeed a master of physical arts.

When the posture is changed and the center of gravity is lowered, the soldiers feel even more uncomfortable, especially when they are carrying weight. They originally support the ground with their palms, but they can also direct the weight of the back and waist to the feet touching the ground.

But after the center of gravity is lowered and the whole person is more parallel to the ground, the weight must be supported entirely by the waist.

Gradually, some people's movements began to change. Zefa looked at Skyler. After all, he could see that Skyler had done it intentionally from the beginning to now, so it might be better to let Skyler guide them.

Skyler nodded, and the flying finger gun continued to fire. The recruits whose movements were irregular were hit by the flying finger gun wrapped with armed and domineering, and fell to the ground in pain.

As the sky gets darker, the time the recruits need support not only does not shorten, but also becomes longer as more and more people's postures become deformed and they fall down.

Garp said with a smile: "Seeing them suffer is much more fun than going to eat barbecue!"

Skyler looked at the recruits' already ugly expressions, which became even uglier. She also deliberately said: "Lieutenant General Garp, just think about this in your heart, how can you say it out loud? You said so."

Right? Teacher Zefa."

Zefa was stunned. He was indeed very happy to see it, but...as the chief instructor, he seemed not suitable to say such things. But this question was asked by Skyler. After thinking about it, he said:

"I'm very happy...but I'm also very disappointed!"

Zefa worked hard to break it back a little, and when he was about to continue talking, Garp said: "Is it because I'm hungry and disappointed? This is easy to handle! Just give me a call and Bogart will deliver the food to us!"

As Garp said, he took out the phone bug, and Skyler also said in time: "Bring more meat and freshly squeezed juice, and if there is iced fruit, bring some too.

Garp nodded, looked at Zefa, and asked: "Zefa, what about you?"

Zefa looked at the new recruits and felt a little embarrassed. After all, this is not his style, but... He is already old and can do whatever he wants. So Zefa decisively said: "Let the chef bring the ingredients and bake them freshly!"
Chapter completed!