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Chapter 19 Teacher Zefa Opens a Small Stove

"That move?"

"Return of life!" Zefa explained, "This move was originally a unique trick that only strong people who mastered the six styles were qualified to practice. After successful practice, they could freely control their body, hair, and internal organs. As long as they poured their consciousness into it, they could freely control anywhere."

"So cool!" Augustine was delighted, controlling his body and grasping every part of his body. If he could do it, maybe I could go a step further, "Thank you, Teacher Zefa."

"Oh, this time I'm calling the teacher a little sincere!" Zefa quipped, "Sure enough, being a teacher requires some real materials, bastard!"

"Teacher, I have always admired you~!" Augustine smiled bitterly when she heard Zefa's teasing.

The next day, when other people started real hell-style physical training, Augustine also sat quietly at Zefa's feet and began the practice of "returning life".

"I am worthy of being the boss, but I can actually get so valued by Teacher Zefa!" Memebragg looked at Augustine, who closed his eyes and meditated with envy, like an old monk entering meditation.

"But why doesn't he have to run? I'm not convinced." Bins said I'm jealous.

"You dare not accept my boss, come on, you can compete with me, bastard sausage mouth!"

"Come on, I'm afraid of you! Damn thick lips!"

These two people seemed to know each other without fighting. Seeing the passionate look of the two of them, Lan Meng ran away silently, "I can't stand these two guys!"

"Augustine is really amazing. She was specifically guided by Teacher Zefa." Ain stared in love and thought, "Sure enough, he always pretends to be unruly. Now he is the true face! Such serious practice and strengthening himself, he is so handsome!" If Augustine heard Ai's inner thoughts, he would probably laugh three times.

"However, it's really hard to return to life. No wonder you need to master the six styles to learn it. Even if you follow the skills taught by Teacher Zefa, you can't find any feeling." While Augustine was thinking about it, the instruction stick in Zefa's hand suddenly took action.

"Bang!"

"Damn, teacher, why are you hitting me?" Augustine covered the painful area of ​​Zefa.

Zefa's face was innocent and said as if he was cute: "Ah? Didn't I say I would attack you at any time? This is to train your perception of danger."

"No..." Augustine looked at him in horror, afraid that Zefa would give him something to him again. Although it seemed that he would not be injured, it hurts so much, "Hiss! Teacher, are you a devil?"

"Haha..." Zefa laughed and said, "My name is the devil instructor!"

"Also, close your eyes," Zefa saw Augustine staring at him, took out a black blindfold and said, "From now on, you can't take it off without my husband's permission."

Augustine: "..."

"Huh?" The others were shocked when they heard a "pop" sound in their ears.

"Why did Teacher Zefa hit Augustine?" Ain asked worriedly, "Did Augustine make a mistake just now?"

"No," Binz's hearing was very sensitive and told Ain with certainty, "Jefa just now said that this is one of the training programs, and he can attack Jotireo Augustine at any time to train his perception of danger..."

"We will..." Lan Meng's mouth twitched, "Can't we be able to train like this in the future?"

Everyone else showed a look of fear: "So terrible!"

Next, Zefa indeed greeted Augustine with the instruction stick in his hand from time to time, and he would never remind him in advance. Augustine was beaten so hard that Zefa would never hurt him every time he hit someone, but it was extremely painful. Augustine wanted to avoid Zefa's attack with the sound of the wind, but he could not succeed every time. Because Zefa's instruction stick had no sound at all.

"As long as you can only rely on feelings..." Augustine smiled bitterly, "It seems that before he learned to be domineering in his eyes, he was only slapped by Teacher Zefa!"

As a result, in the afternoon's cultural class, Augustine lay directly on the dormitory of the college and did not go there, and her back was filled with red marks drawn by Zefa.

"Hiss! The old guy beat him so much~!" In fact, Augustine knew that Zefa was very skillful and hurt, but he was not injured. Sure enough, Augustine felt completely relieved during dinner. Even the ointment sent by Ain did not have the chance to apply. Augustine took the opportunity to pull Ain and ran out of the Naval Academy. The things in the canteen were even more terrifying than Zefa's instructional stick for him, a Tianlong man who had been frugal since childhood.

What surprised Augustine was that he could sense Zefa's attack and dodge more than a month later. He was slightly stunned: "This is... the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing!?"

"It's just a mere domineering attitude of seeing and hearing. You have to learn a lot, little dear!" Zefa said insincerely. Zefa was actually shocked by this kid's talent, one month! How long did it take for him to awaken his experience and hearing and seeing and seeing, Zefa couldn't remember it, but it must have been more than two months.

"Haha, finally..." Augustine was sure that she had learned to be domineering in seeing and hearing, and she wanted to cry. She was so moved that she could not get out of bed several times in a month. Teacher Zefa is worthy of the name of the devil coach.

When Augustine gradually mastered the domineering spirit of seeing and hearing, his daily training increased the battle with assistant teachers in Gion or some academy.
Chapter completed!
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