The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 256 The Plan to Start Again ([-]/[-])

When the morning spring breeze blew over Dio's face, it also blew the feathers of the Mook Eagle.

"Is that all?"

"Goohoo..."

It was still in the same yard, but the time had come to the next morning, and Dior was pulled out of the circle bear's belly early in the morning.

Zena led Mu Keying out for morning exercises and ran over to wake Dio up when he saw that Dio was still on the belly of the circle bear.

"As a trainer, how can you waste your morning on the belly of the elf?"

Saying this, Zena asked Mookhawk to bring Dio into the room.

Because the Mook Eagle can fly, it will not be dragged to the ground again.

Then, Dio made a request to help Zena train Mukehawk, and in the end, it became like this.

"You don't have enough willpower, do you? Did I hit too hard just now?"

The world picked up one wing of the Mukhawk and lifted it in mid-air. The Mukhawk was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes.

The feeling of powerlessness all over his body that was about to fall apart was something he had never experienced before when he was beaten by Dio. Today, Dio's strength and speed of his shots are very different from before.

Every time I seemed to have a chance to fight back, but every time I failed to fight back.

After being beaten, I thought about it carefully, and I can definitely beat Dio just now.

"You're definitely taking revenge on Mickhawk, aren't you?"

Zena's hand had already reached Dio's neck, and the loose sportswear in the morning made it easier for her to move her hands than wearing a skirt.

"No, I usually train elves like this."

Dio, who wanted to use an over-the-shoulder fall but almost flashed his waist, was stopped by the quick-sighted world, so that he would not fall to the ground, and Zena was carried by Dio on his back.

"I don't believe it, unless you train the egg yolk like this!"

After a night of chatting, Zena almost remembered the names of all the elves in Dior.

"Egg yolk training is nothing like that."

"Hmph, are you guilty? You must be taking revenge on Mukehawk to beat Mukehawk like this!"

"Goo!"

It seems that it is necessary for my uncle to stand up and defend Boss Dior!

Thinking of this, Mukhawk found that he didn't even have the strength to lift his wings.

"call……"

Dio squatted down, and stuffed an energy cube into Mukhawk's mouth to recover his strength and injuries.

"Then come and see how I train elves."

Sure enough, at the critical moment, the most hardworking cubs should be used to support the appearance!
"However, we still have to wait until two hours later, after all, Xigua has not completed today's training plan."

"Then let's have breakfast first, I'm not short of two hours."

Furious, Zena turned her head and swung her big waves, leaving Dio with a back view.

"Is that why you put the Mukehawk here?"

"Don't remind me!"

In the distance, Shawarang, who got up early to exercise, shivered inexplicably when he was doing 5 squats today.

The weather isn't too cold today, is it?
…………

On the green grass, the lawn regularly tidied up by grass elves was plowed by a black elf, leaving a long mark, the soil turned upside down, and the grass roots under the ground were exposed to the air and received direct sunlight .

Shawarang struggled to get up from the ground, his trembling body shook the weight all over his body, making a clanging sound.

I don't know how many times Shawarang got up from the ground, and he inserted his trembling legs into the wet soil, with his hands hanging by his side.

With almost complete loss of physical strength, he could no longer lift his hands, but his consciousness was extremely clear at this moment!
call--

The swaying body dodged Shi Shi's punch with a strong wind, Shawarang's mind and eyes were so proficient that he could even catch the subtle movements of Shi Shi raising his hand, and then dodged the attack in advance according to his body's reaction.

Shawarang, who dodged the punch, his legs went limp, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and finally fell to the ground.

After feeding Shawaran a handful of energy cubes, Dio looked at Zena and Mukhawk who were watching the show next to him. These two had been staying here since Shawaran began to receive Dio's training.

"Is it finished?"

Zena swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked at Shawarang who fell on the ground in shock, the world was relaxing his muscles for him.

"It's over."

Dio walked up to Zena, patted Zena on the shoulder, and then looked at Mukehawk again.

Mukehawk almost struggled to escape, but Dio pinched the neck and the whole bird froze, too stiff to move.

"How about it, do you want to try the training intensity of watermelon?"

"Goo hoo, hoo hoo hoo hoo!"

Shaking his head like a wind-up one, Mu Keying sat on the ground, saying that he is already strong enough now, if Dior trains himself like this, it will be counterproductive.

He had seen that savarang be beaten for an hour with his own eyes!

And punch to the armor!

The naked eye could clearly see the force of the fist passing through the armor and hitting Shawarang's body, the way his muscles as hard as granite were being squeezed, Dio was merciless at all.

When he got home, Dior was not afraid of the wear and tear of this kind of weight-bearing vest, so he didn't ask him to take off the equipment when training with Chawaran.

"Sure enough, the training plan still depends on the trainer, Zena, tell me, should Mukehawk's training intensity be adjusted to this?"

"You will definitely be beaten to death!"

Mukehawk, who wants to kill himself, just say it, it's not your style to beat around the bush like this!

Zena, who was crazily complaining about Dior in her heart, would never allow her elf to be treated like this by Dior. Except for Dior's elf, she did not believe that there were other elves who could bear it.

"How did that Savarang survive this kind of training intensity?"

Shawarang, who had eaten three energy cubes, had already recovered some of his physical strength, and was sitting cross-legged on the spot to practice the eye of the heart.

"Watermelon, he has a very firm goal..."

"Now is the time, and it is possible, to realize it."

Recalling the scene where the uncle handed Savaron over to him, Dior felt that he had lived up to Linghu's entrustment.

I can't remember the strength of that Abby Lang back then, but no matter how strong it is, it shouldn't be as strong as the current Shawarang, right?

"Watermelon, do you want to achieve your goal?"

"Chaya..."

Without Dior's reminder, Chawaran experienced four months of no waves, and he almost forgot why he wanted to become stronger.

At the beginning, it seemed that there was a goal, but later on, training became a daily routine, just like eating and drinking water.

He seems to have an older brother who needs to be defeated, right?
"cut!"

Dio laughed.

It seems that I have just returned home not long ago, and I seem to be going out again

　PS: Thanks for having the ability to let me develop first.The nickname was taken by me for TAT, and I swung a knife from Gongjiang's monthly pass. Tomorrow, I will make up for the four chapters owed.

　　
　
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