I Really Don’t Want To Be a Trainer

Lu Ye lifted the 25kg dumbbell easily.

This sturdy dumbbell plate made the water friends a little dazed.

"Iron dumbbells, dangerous!"

"Brother Meng hit the public screen on fear."

"As we all know." Teacher Lu said sternly: "Before I became an anchor, I was a fitness athlete."

A question mark flashed across the barrage.

"Mr. Lu, when is the magic capital first?"

"As we all know, Mr. Lu is the champion of the P1 Fighting Championship and has won the lightweight gold belt in a row. Due to his dissatisfaction with the fake match, he changed his career as an anchor after retiring..."

"exactly."

The barrage became more and more outrageous, but Lu Ye nodded solemnly.

"Today, I'll give you all the time for the next three ways."

When Teacher Lu opened the team editor and dragged Feizu Lang into the team.

All the audience members were stunned.

Looking at Teacher Lu's serious expression, an incredible thought arises.

Could it be that... your kid is really proficient in fighting? !

"You can't really be a boxing champion!"

"Xiasanlu, Feizulang, is this the legendary Lu family's legs?!"

"People are there, I am the golden belt!"

The widely known translated name of Feizulang is called Shawarang.

A fighting-type elf that is similar to a humanoid, with a brown body, no mouth, and only one pair of eyes.

(Teacher Lu: Then how does it eat tree fruit...)

The limbs can be freely stretched, quite flexible, and the legs are more spring-like.

"Fujiro's characteristic is to dress lightly."

Lu Ye explained: "When the props you are carrying disappear, the light equipment can provide double speed blessing for Fei Zulang."

"This is also the focus of our tactics today, the light team."

"The combination of the light team is usually a long-haired troll and a flying leg, and with the help of bluff, they consume the persimmon fruit that clears the chaos."

"Or Laplace's boulders, triggering the Wrestling Hawkman's weakness insurance to achieve the effect of pushing the team lightly."

"It's still the same sentence, Hippogriff and Wrestling Eagle, each have their own advantages."

Light teams are extremely violent and direct tactics.

Due to the tactical core, the fighting-related "Flying Legs" and "Wrestling Eagles" have always been the main ones.

Therefore, it is not wrong to call it a fighting strategy.

The light-armed team, which is known for its violent and high speed, can even start faster than the tailwind, and the winner can be determined in a short round.

Simple and crude.

This is the most suitable way of fighting a tumor for combat trainers!

Lu Ye clicked on the match button: "Please have the first victim today!"

...

Interpol, within the Tactical Academy.

The middle-aged uncle in a brown trench coat touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

At such a young age, how did he figure out the tactical characteristics of these elves and build them?

Although in Interpol, the explosion-proof detachment, which is good at close combat, also has similar light-loading tactics.

But sharing it so selflessly...

This young man truly deserves the title of 'teacher'.

"Everyone, take notes carefully!" said the middle-aged uncle codenamed Handsome Guy.

"Yes!"

Team Rocket's secret base.

The man in a black suit petted the docile cat boss and stared at the projection on the LCD screen.

"Is it fighting again this time?"

Sakagi lowered his head, his eyes were soft, and he said in a meaningful low voice:

"What more surprises can you bring me..."

The news of Teacher Lu's broadcast also attracted the attention of all the bigwigs in the group.

Seeing this classic tactical combination, Xiao Huang couldn't help exclaiming, "Senior Chi!"

"what……"

Chi Hong smiled slightly, her eyes cold: "It's a tactic I've encountered before."

Due to the disagreement of ideas, Crimson has had conflicts with the Four Heavenly Kings.

When fighting against the three heavenly kings of Shiba, Kona, and Kikuko by himself.

Crimson still did not fall.

In the end, it was Kona's ice puppet that successfully sealed the scarlet red.

At that time, Kikuko and Shiba had shown that Aboguai used "bluffing" to strengthen the cooperation of Feizulang.

At this moment, seeing Teacher Lu choose a similar tactic.

Can not help but let the red eyes, more memory.

Vivian Lilac sat quietly by the side, not bothering Crimson.

After a long time, she asked softly:

"Mr. Lu... Are you proficient in fighting too?"

Without any hesitation, Chi Hong nodded affirmatively.

"certainly."

Compared to those trainers who have only experienced regular events.

Teacher Lu is more like me and Qinglu, who also recognize and are good at indiscriminate battles.

This can be distinguished from the fact that he defeated Ah Jin and Dr. Damu in the wild fight.

Without excellent physical fitness and fighting skills.

Not to mention Dr. Damu, even Ah Jin is not something that an ordinary master can defeat...

No wonder this live broadcast will choose the light team.

Chi Hong thought about it, and slowly revealed a smile.

"Look at Teacher Lu's teaching first!"

Chapter 262 Master Ma and Lightning Five Whiplashes

Galar region, the lonely island of armor.

Located on an isolated island on the southern edge, it is covered with a large area of ​​green plants.

The air is pleasant, and many rare elves live in it.

In the center of the island, a Donghuang-style martial arts hall is extremely conspicuous.

The quaint wooden door, the eaves are hung with red lanterns, and the big characters of dragons and phoenixes are written on the plaque.

Master Ma's martial arts hall.

The owner of the martial arts hall is the master of fighting who has dominated the Galar champions and has not been defeated for decades, Ma Shide.

Master Ma, whose ancestral home is Donghuang, is tired of the unspoken rules and inside stories of commercial leagues.

After disarming and returning to the field, he bought Kaidao and founded this martial arts hall.

The disciples who came out of the martial arts hall were all good players in Galar's major competitions.

The prestige of the ancient East has spread to the entire Galar region.

Thursday, November 26.

The weather was fine and the sun was shining on the island of Kai.

The leaves are coated with a layer of brilliance, and the two-tailed monsters shuttle freely through the forest.

Looking out from the island to the sparkling sea, you can see a huge roaring whale king roaming the blue sea.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open.

From the martial arts hall, a young woman wearing a bright green sweater and heavy makeup walked out.

Mast's wife, Honey Leaf.

The combination of the old couple and the young wife fell in love at first sight, and after the flash marriage, they jointly founded the Mastide Martial Arts Academy.

As a virtuous inner helper, Mi Ye has also been sharing his worries for Master Ma.

In addition to being too greedy for money, he has been criticized by apprentices.

Miye herself is also a conscientious teacher.

"Yeah, what a nice day."

Miye stretched out her hand to block the sunlight, turned around and said:

"Clara, ask your master to come and help, the quilt and clothes have to be dried."

Stand behind Honey Leaf.

The girl with a fluffy pink hair and purple eyeshadow leaned against the door, holding a lollipop in her mouth, reluctantly said:

"Master is playing games. It's not that you don't know. You can play all day long, and you can't even shout."

"It's okay to shout."

Miye smiled and said, "Let him do the laundry next time."

Looking at the smiling mistress, Clara sighed slightly with her arms on her back.

I feel... the master's life has been very hard.

With a lollipop, Clara turned back to the martial arts gym.

The furnishings of the martial arts hall, on the left is the dojo for combat training.

On the right is the lounge for various leisure facilities.

In the lounge, there are an astonishing number of trophies lined up in the window, and they are all champions without exception.

A spirited little old man with flowing eyebrows was sitting on the sofa.

In front of him is a display screen connected to a game console.

The little old man wore headphones, as if he was communicating with someone, and laughed:

"Little Dandan, no, you lost to me again!"

In the headset, a helpless but gentle laughter sounded.

"Master, my strength is not a simulated battle..."

"Then I don't care, I'm just right anyway."

Mast rubbed the handle and said cheerfully.

"With a few more wins, old man, I can return to the top eight in the world!"