Time always flies in the blink of an eye, and half a month has passed unconsciously.

Since the addition of the mutual assault program in training, Faucens has been in high spirits for the first ten days.

No matter who fights against it, he loses, and then he goes to wash his stinky socks in humiliation.

But slowly, these guys figured out Foxie's shortcomings and began to gradually gain the upper hand, so for the last three days Foxey has been losing.

When sent to wash the smelly socks, Foxy nearly fainted as soon as he entered the room.

He finally understood why everyone who washed their stinky socks fought the enemy like crazy afterwards, because he didn't want to step into that hell again.

Early in the morning, everyone gathered on the playground as usual, but today Faulcey found that Zefa had returned.

Counting the time, Zefa actually left for 20 days, as if it was fleeting.

"I've met Mr. Zefa."

In unison, everyone stood up straight and saluted.

"Don't use these vain, they all seem to be in good spirits, and they seem to be living a very nourishing life."

With his hands behind his back, Zefa strained his face.

"The old rule, but everything has to be doubled, first six laps, then 2,000 push-ups of all kinds, two logs are ready, action."

Zefa is still so neat and neat, although it is only doubled, but it is still hellish for Foxy and the others.

This time I rolled down the hill four times, but everyone was familiar with the road, but they thought it was the easiest project, and then they swam four laps in the quicksand swamp, and some people almost drowned.

As for the 100-kilometer frog jump, everything was successfully completed, and then it was a lottery fight, as if they were killing enemies who could not share the sky, and they did everything they could.

Zefa kept watching along the way, although he couldn't see any expression on his face, but his eyes revealed satisfaction.

When it was all over, after bathing and eating, the crowd was gathered again.

It was just dusk, and you could see that the time had been shortened a lot, if it had been dark before.

"You're all barely up to the mark, so it's time to move on to the next step."

Everyone looked at Zefa and began to get nervous.

Is there a new training program?

"Six styles are physical techniques that transcend the limits of human physical fitness, and I believe you all know it."

Happiness came too suddenly, and Fukxi was a little confused, he didn't expect to be able to come into contact with the Six Styles so quickly, which caught him off guard.

Keeping his eyes on it, Foxey stared at Zefa for fear of missing something.

"Shaving, iron, paper painting, moon steps, lanjiao, finger guns, each style is very powerful, and each has its own use, and it is extremely powerful.

However, if you want to learn any of them, you need to go through rigorous training to learn, and after mastering all six forms, you have a certain chance to awaken the six styles of extended physical skills: Life Return.

As for what life is, some people may know it, some people may not know it, and all this is too far away for you.

After so much training, you're barely qualified to learn one or the other, so I'm going to teach you one of them today: shaving.

As for the remaining five, you need to build up your military merits in the future in exchange for them. ”

Frowning, Faulxi always thought that if he joined the Naval Academy, he would be able to learn the Six Styles for free, but looking at Zefa's appearance, learning the Six Styles also requires military merit? Wouldn't that be more precious than the price of the six types of domineering.

Rub, there is really no pie in the sky.

However, being able to learn a formula has already excited Fauxy, and with his own ability, as long as he catches more pirates, it will be a merit.

Putting his thoughts aside, Foxy stared at Zefa.

"Shaving, in an instant, 0.36 seconds to be exact, the feet continue to step on the ground at high speed more than ten times to produce an explosive reaction force to move at high speed."

Zefa has always been very capable, and after speaking, he began to demonstrate to everyone.

The right foot slowly touched the ground, then faster and faster, and then Faulsey only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then Zefa disappeared.

"To learn to shave, the force is completely on the legs, if the method is wrong or the feet do not meet the requirements, forced cultivation will only be crippled."

Zefa's voice appeared from behind everyone, and everyone turned to look at Zefa, their eyes revealing a fine light.

"Now you can try, if you have any questions, it's better to ask me now, because you're going to leave the day after tomorrow."

"Teacher Zefa, aren't you teaching us anymore?"

Someone raised his hand to ask.

"Without the experience of blood and death, it is difficult for you to grow up just by relying on these projects, so little ones, work hard to live for the next period of time!"

"Tomorrow will give you a day off, you should say goodbye to your family, and those who regret it can also regret it now."

Grinning, Zefa smiled.

Everyone's scalps exploded, and they all looked at Zefa in horror.

It's okay if Zefa doesn't laugh, as long as he laughs, there is no good thing.

And listening to Zefa's example, is it necessary to let everyone experience the experience of blood and death, and only then do they start to unlock the six-style skills to increase the difficulty of breaking through?

Hell this time? Or is it a nightmare?

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, Foxey began to step on the ground with his right foot quickly like Zefa before, and he had to step on it ten times in 0.36 seconds, but his three feet were more than a second, and the gap was not ordinarily large.

Others are also hovering between two feet and three feet.

If it weren't for Zefa's personal demonstration, Foxy would have felt that Zefa was cheating him, and in 0.36 seconds, he stepped on it ten times without even a second, which was hard to climb no matter how you thought about it.

But for some reason, Foxey felt like he could do it, and as he stepped more and more, he found himself on all fours.

Is it because of the exercise during this time? For example, single jumps on the left and right feet, toad jumps, frog jumps?

Sure enough, these exercises have a meaning.

However, if you want to cultivate into shaving, it seems that the difficulty is not ordinary.

Because of tomorrow's rest, Fukxi has been practicing shaving this night, and even the time for the thunder to move and develop the sluggish fruit has been postponed.

Among them, Foxy asked Zefa for advice several times.

However, the four feet could not break through for a long time, and these four feet did not take 0.36 seconds, but one second, strictly speaking, in 0.36 seconds, Foxey could only complete two and a half feet.

The next day, Faulcey almost couldn't get out of bed, and he didn't feel any sensation in his legs, so he stood up and moved for a while before recovering.

In the dorm, Drake and the others left.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Foxy went to the cafeteria to finish breakfast and found that Gaspard was there.

"Why are you here?"

Sitting across from Jaspad, Foxy was a little confused.

"Why can't I be here? Aren't you here too? ”

Jaspad chewed on the meat, a little disgusted by Foxie.

"Drake, they're all back, you...."

"I don't have any family." Gaspard was expressionless, and replied to Foxy very calmly.

"That's right, and I didn't either." Although Gaspard was calm, Faulsey could still feel the gloom.

"You seem to have been brought by Lieutenant General Tsuru, and you have nothing to do with her?"

Gaspard was a little surprised.

"The place where I live was destroyed by pirates, and I am the only one who lives, and Lieutenant General Tsuru passed by and saved my life."

Foxy grinned.

"Your eyes..."

"I was blinded by pirates, too."

This time Gaspard was silent, just bowing his head and eating.

"What about you?"

"It's about the same as you." Gaspard didn't say much.

"Gaspard, you'll be my friend from now on."

Reaching out and patting Gaspard on the shoulder, Foxy smiled sincerely.

Raising his head, Gaspard looked at Foxy in a bit of a daze, and then said with a little disdain, "The ghost is willing to be friends with you." ”

"You're so arrogant that you can't make friends, and it's just me."

Foxy didn't care, snatching a piece of meat from Gaspard's plate with his fork.

"Bastard, that's mine, you rob me every time you eat."

Enraged, Gaspard glared and slapped the table.

"Please be quiet when eating, there is no gentlemanly demeanor at all."

Going my own way, Faulksie grabbed another piece.

"Foxie, do you want to die?"

"Don't worry about the details."

"I'm fighting with you."

It's noisy, and the whole cafeteria is filled with the roar of Jaspad and the breezy breeze of Fauxie.