Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Over the weekend, Clark quietly added another training program.

In the past, he only needed to hold the little girl who was getting heavier and heavier in his arms, carry her as much as possible, and then use this to train himself to use his strength.

However, ever since he witnessed him being blocked at the back door of the classroom aggrieved and unable to fight back, the little girl was so angry that she couldn't refuse, so he had another task on the weekend.

Taking a deep cue from his historical idol, Sergeant Barnes - crouching behind the Kents' house.

There is a scorching sun in the sky, and the temperature is very high. The scorching sun seems to grab all the moisture in the air domineeringly. It is almost unbearable to stand under it for a while.

But Clark is not afraid, not only is he not afraid, he seems to enjoy it.

Of course, this is also what Ayu has thought about after observing for a long time.

Clark's physique is different from others, which is easy to see. After all, the town has such a large population, only he and Ayu are unusual.

Ayu was born with a different race, but she became like this after practicing cultivation. She knew it very well, but Clark looked left and right, and he didn't seem to be her clan, or even any race on the mainland.

But anyone who understands knows the principle of how power circulates in the body. Although Clark is different from others, Ayu can still vaguely see it after hanging on him for many days.

His power seems to come from the sun.

The summer sun was bright for a long time, and Ayu sat on Clark's shoulder to watch him lay down the basic skills of martial arts, and put his cold hands on his smooth chin from time to time.

Not cold, not hot, warm, neither being scorched by the sun, nor having his own body as cold as ice, Clark's race is really good.

You must know that even the sword cultivators of the demigods are not afraid of the cold and heat because they isolate the air from themselves.

Feeling the slight force from his jaw, Clark tensed his jaw and did not move.

When the little girl first proposed the idea of ​​teaching him some fighting skills, he just thought it was just playing with the little girl at home, and he didn't take it too seriously.

He didn't expect to be beaten to shame after the first wave, and he lost all face as a brother. After thinking about it, he obediently followed others to practice basic skills.

Speaking of Clark's combat effectiveness, Ayu also felt a headache.

She thought they were a similar powerful race, but she didn't expect that Clark seemed to have nothing but greater strength and instinct.

At this time, Ayu remembered how she was when she first saw the boy, and she hesitated because she couldn't control her strength.

I don't know how to fight with people, and I can't control my own strength. I have to listen to Mr. Jonathan's words and don't attack ordinary people. No wonder he can't even fight back.

Thinking of this, Ayu's heart ached so badly that he held Clark's hand and was about to take someone to the back of the house to learn how to fight. He was so anxious that he didn't even eat the snacks prepared by Mrs. Martha.

Clark followed her obediently, but when he understood what she wanted to do, he felt soft and funny. After thinking about it, he still wanted to laugh more, so he couldn't help laughing out in front of the little girl.

Not like this, I'm afraid I can't be held on the ground to teach me how to be a superman.

Superman Clark's face was covered with ashes after some activities. He was not used to using weapons, so Ayu taught him the skills of close combat, but after all, it was not something in his own world. Although Clark was already very smart, he was still a bit slow to learn.

But it is already conceivable that the moves in the world of cultivating immortals are used on Superman. In time, there must be very few people who can become his opponent.

However, neither of the two silly sons of the landlord's family could have imagined this, and they tilted their heads together, dreaming of never being bullied by the campus.

In fact, according to Clark's physique, he no longer needs such basic skills as zama stance to hone himself, it is enough to directly train him in actual combat, but for some reason, although Ayu can't remember how he learned it at the beginning...

But I always feel that this kind of boring and tedious Zama step training is very ceremonial, and every beginner should come to it without fear of difficulty_(:з」∠)_

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The sun slowly went from twelve o'clock to three o'clock. Even in the mainland where hours are used as counting units, this is not a short period of time.

Ayu was a little drowsy, his head drooped, and he accidentally hit Clark.

"Are you sleepy?" Even after standing upright for so long, Clark didn't look tired at all. Instead, he rubbed his cheek against the little girl on his shoulder.

Ayu hugged his neck, head bit by bit, the wheat field that was too empty for three hours had made her vision blurry, she just wanted to close her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Clark laughed in a low voice first, stood up and held her in his arms, and asked uncertainly, "Then come here first?"

It's not impossible, Ayu thought for a while, Clark's situation is special, more or less will not affect him too much, so he nodded, and said in a low voice: "Okay..."

The little girl's sleepy baby voice came out, and Clark wanted to laugh when he heard it, but remembering the lesson just now, he gave a low cough, turned around and prepared to leave.

It seems that an unexpected guest came to the house today.

The wheat field was empty, and there was no way to hide people. Clark just glanced at it and found the flaw.

He stood still, and the person who was hiding seemed to understand, moved his footsteps, and slowly walked out from the gap between the dense wheat field and the wall.

With his huge body, he really didn't want to dig into the wheat field and stab someone, but he really couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.

Seeing that the person who came out was a little fat man who had been fighting with him all the time, Clark's face darkened, and he walked towards the house without intending to pay attention to him.

"Hey hey..." Little Fatty couldn't stand still, and hurried over to stop him, with a strange blush on his cheeks, he said, "Clark, don't leave yet."

"What's the matter?" Clark asked him with a sullen face. For these classmates who were often hostile to him, even if there was a slight desire to be close in his heart, it disappeared after repeated targeting.

Xiaopang seemed to glance casually at the little girl in his arms.

It's just that with Clark's eyesight, this inadvertently seemed to be in slow motion, which completely made him black.

Seeing that he still wanted to leave, Xiaopang was completely anxious, and hurriedly took out a mobile phone from his arms. The screen was bright, and it was well preserved at a glance.

"Look at this." Fatty's voice was almost pleading.

He started to play something on the phone, Clark looked at it with a serious face, and Ayu also crawled out of his arms curiously, and asked in a low voice, "What?"

In the picture is a man lying on the ground holding a stone, with sweat on his forehead, as if he is doing something very strenuous.

Before Clark could get angry, Fatty had already looked at Ayu earnestly, his eyes almost brightened: "You are the long-lost legendary Chinese Kung Fu heir, right? I have admired you for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone placed on the person's chest in the video had been shattered into slag with a "bang".

Ayu: What the hell? ? ? ? ? ?