Douluo Zhibo Madara

Although there were some twists and turns in the process, in the end everyone still spent a lot of effort to catch the Nine Lamas.

"It's really weird. What kind of soul beast is this?" Ma Hongjun panted tiredly, sat down on the ground and complained, "How can you run so well?"

Although the other Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were both soul masters of the agile sailing ship, their breathing was disordered and their cheeks were flushed. They were obviously too much to bear.

As a 10-year-old soul beast, Jiu Lama has no strength, but it is not what a group of children with less than three rings can do.

At the beginning, everyone in Shrek was almost beaten to death by the Nine Lamas, but later they changed their strategy and chased each other one by one. The direct battle exhausted the Nine Lamas' physical strength and they were able to catch it.

After all this teasing, Jiu Lama became a lot more honest. At this moment, he was lying there weakly, looking like he had been spoiled.

Do you still have some brains?

Madara was a little surprised by everyone's emergency response capabilities. He finally knew some workarounds, and he wasn't like those nerds in the ivory tower.

"Don't forget what you said." Ma Hongjun seemed to be quite envious of Ban's strength. Even though he was almost exhausted, he turned over and stuck out his tongue.

"Come here, I'll teach you." Ban raised his chin, motioning for everyone to follow him, and then led them towards the river.

"Is there anything special about us practicing here?" Ning Rongrong looked around and felt that it was no different from the surroundings, except that there was an extra river.

"Rong Rong, stop talking. I believe that there must be a reason for doing this for big brother." Xiao Wu is very confident in Ban. After all, he and Ban Chang have known each other since they were in the junior soul master academy, and they even know each other. Madara is the big brother.

"Well, that's all we can do," Ning Rongrong said dejectedly.

"Now, it's time for me to teach you some tricks." After Ban stopped, he turned around and said with great interest to Shrek and the others: "If you can't even learn these little tricks, then don't call yourself a Monster”

"Well, if you have the skills, just hand it over to us. We haven't learned yet, so you can't do it." Ning Rongrong snorted coldly and said to Ban quite unconvinced.

"I hope you can still be so confident when you train later," Madara raised his eyebrows and mocked.

Regardless of whether everyone could keep up, Madara walked slowly towards the stream. What was shocking was that Madara actually stood flat on it and walked over effortlessly, as if the flowing water was flowing. Not water, but patches of blue rock.

"Am I dazzled by Zhuqing? Please pinch me." Ma Hongjun blinked hard and said with some doubts about life.

"Oh, this is not a dream." Zhu Zhuqing gave Ma Hongjun a blow without hesitation, and Ma Hongjun screamed out when the pain suddenly became worse.

"How did you do that?" Zhu Zhuqing could no longer maintain the coldness on his face. He stared directly at Madara and asked in a slightly trembling voice.

"It's very simple. Just use your soul power to attach it to the soles of your feet." Madara walked back quickly, explaining to everyone as he walked: "Use your soul power to distribute your weight on the water, and then offset the rhythm of the water. That’s it”

Simple, you call it simple

Dai Mubai is recuperating from his injuries at this time. Ma Hongjun and Oscar are about to collapse. How the hell are they going to learn this?

"It's so simple, can't you do it?" Madara even started to run and jump on the water. Although his tone was indifferent, it fell on everyone's ears and was extremely sarcastic: "I really look up to you."

"Brother, please stop saying a few words." Tang San saw everyone's expressions were wrong and hurriedly came out to smooth things over and ease the atmosphere.

Although the people he mentioned would not include his younger brother Tang San, after all, Tang San also had mysterious skills unknown to the Four Seasons and coupled with the ghostly shadows and traces, he was actually not that weak in terms of not sending out weapons.

"You are looking down on others, we will definitely do it." Ning Rongrong had the most arrogant temper. At this time, Zhengqi's face turned red and she shouted loudly to Madara.

"Brother Madara, we will prove it." Xiao Wu clenched her fists and cheered herself up.

Zhu Zhuqing was even more direct. Without saying a word, he walked towards the stream and started practicing.

Seeing that none of the girls complained, Ma Hongjun and Oscar became embarrassed, and Ji Fei followed suit.

But simplicity is relative, just like Uchiha Itachi, the family genius in the ninja world, he can climb trees and tread water, even the fire escape ninjutsu, if he can do it again and again.

At this time, Zao Wou-Ki and Flender were still hiding aside, peeping, and even discussing.

Zhao Wuji scratched his head and sighed: "This ability to control soul power is really fucking awesome."

"It is indeed the secret recipe for exercise." Flanders nodded in agreement, looking like he had learned a lesson.

To be honest, people in Douluo Continent generally have outstanding cultivation, and other details are blocked.

Little did he know that it was these that could make up for shortcomings and bring out the same soul skills with greater power.

Perhaps, some knowledgeable people may pay more attention to these basics, such as the famous master Yu Xiaogang in the martial arts world.

The people who were exercising by the creek obviously wouldn't notice this, and could only stumble around and start groping, all in a very awkward manner.

Only Tang San, due to practicing the Xuantian Technique, still stood on the water despite some stumbles.

Madara sneered and said with disdain: "You can't even do this and you still want to catch up with me."

"So he is so scary?"

"This has just begun. What's left to you next is tree climbing," Madara continued slowly.

"Who can't climb trees?" Ma Hongjun muttered nonchalantly.

With Madara's ear power, he could naturally hear Ma Hongjun's retribution for his niche. He glanced at him sideways and said, "Then you can climb up and have a look."

"Climb." After hearing Ban's words, Ma Hongjun found a tree and started to climb up slowly while holding the trunk.

The fat body, coupled with the weird movements, was so funny that all the girls who were following the training burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard." Ning Rongrong pointed at the fat man climbing the tree, laughing so hard.

"Hey, hey, what's so funny?" The fat man turned his head and shouted down with an unhappy look on his face.

The fat brother continued to climb up, his plump face covered with sweat. He found that the laughter below gradually died down. Everyone looked at him with wide eyes, as if they saw something incredible. .

"What the hell?" Ma Hongjun followed everyone's gaze without knowing why, and almost fell off the tree in shock.

"This is called tree climbing." Otherwise, walking on the tree trunk step by step, as if ignoring gravity, he glanced at Ma Hongjun leisurely and said coldly: "This is called tree climbing."