This trainer is 100 million points stronger

In the evening, Private Room No. 4, Longxiang Spirit Training Hall.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Yao Yuan swung his fist, and every blow hit Fang Tao hard.

There were physical blows and Fang Tao's painful hums in the air.

Fang Tao didn't dare to hide, so he could only bear down hard, every punch hurt so much that he wanted to scream out loud.

But he didn't dare to scream, so he could only keep his mouth shut and bear it silently. His whole body was in pain, but he could bear it. After being beaten by Yao Yuan once, his ability to bear it became stronger.

It will recover in a few days.

"Jiang Jing, you damn bastard, it's you again."

"Why is it you every time, my elf was also robbed by you, and you robbed me of the limelight before."

"I'll beat you to death!"

After all, he punched Fang Tao hard on the head.

"boom!"

Fang Tao felt as if his head had been hammered by Yin You, and he seemed to lose consciousness for an instant.

"Snapped!"

He fell to the ground with a thud, and Yao Yuan squatted down before he finished, outputting punch after punch.

Fang Tao subconsciously covered his head with the audience, and endured it abruptly.

"I'll kill you, kill you, you shouldn't mess with me."

...

After punching countless times, until Yao Yuan was so tired that he couldn't breathe, he sat down on the ground with sweat dripping down his cheeks onto the ground.

As for Fang Tao, who was about to pass out, his face was bleeding and swollen from the beating.

He felt as if he was going to die, and he was thinking about whether it was a wrong decision for him to be Yao Yuan's younger brother.

I'm afraid that before the time comes, people will be gone soon.

...

At this time at six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Jing also brought the two little guys, Cocodora and Bogaman, to the Longxiang Elf Training Hall.

Neither Yao Yuan nor Jiang Jing knew about each other's existence, one was in the private room and the other was in the training hall.

"Boga~"

Bogaman touched the treadmill with his hand. It was the first time he saw such a thing and he was a little curious. He didn't know what he was about to face.

Elf: Bogaman

Attribute: water

Talent: ★★

Level: LV8

Ability: torrent

...

Jiang Jing looked at Bogaman. Bogaman, who had been kept as a pet before, had reached level 8, but had never been trained.

Today, he mainly figured out its physical condition and the skills it has mastered.

So Jiang Jing said seriously to Bogaman: "Bogaman, although you don't have to worry about food and housing with me, I'm a trainer."

"In the future, we will continue to fight against people. As my elf, you must also become stronger and train."

"It's impossible to eat, drink and have fun every day like following your first master."

"do you understand?"

"Boga~"

Pogaman was stunned for a moment. He thought he was going back to the comfortable days before, but he didn't expect to have to train.

Although it has not been trained, it knows that it is definitely not a comfortable thing.

So I felt a little depressed, but I didn't refuse.

"Boga~"

Cocodola encouraged it by the side, what kind of training is very comfortable, the feeling of becoming stronger is particularly good, but Pogaman is obviously not very interested.

After adjusting the parameters of a treadmill, Jiang Jing pointed to the treadmill and said to Bogaman, "come on, come on Bogaman."

Pogaman jumped on the treadmill curiously and started running, but he obviously hadn't run before. He lost his pace as soon as he got up, fell directly on it, and then slid down.

"Boga~"

Bogaman let out a cry of pain and rubbed his head.

Jiang Jing encouraged: "Come on, Bogaman, don't be afraid, adjust your mentality and try again."

Pogaman was a little annoyed, and jumped on the treadmill again to run. This time, his steps were a little messy, but he was able to run normally.

Jiang Jing applauded and praised: "That's right, Pogaman learned quickly."

"The next step is to keep running for ten minutes. I have set the time, and it will stop automatically when the time comes."

After Jiang Jing finished speaking, he adjusted another one for Cocoa Dora.

I also got on the treadmill, and the two elves officially started a day of training.

ten minutes later

"Bo~plus~"

Pogaman stopped weakly, the treadmill finally stopped, Pogaman sat down on the treadmill, it was too tired.

Ten minutes is already its limit, and it is incomplete to speak.

Jiang Jing said next to him: "Bogaman, take a rest first, there will be other training later."

"Boga~"

Bogaman's face changed drastically, and he suddenly felt that life was unrequited, and this was just the beginning.

twenty minutes later

The treadmill stopped slowly, and Jiang Jing wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

Cocoa Dora also finished running, and sat on the ground to rest after getting off the treadmill.

But Bogaman was gone, Jiang Jing started to look for it in the training hall, and after a while, he saw it next to the treadmill not far away.

At this time, Bogaman was hiding behind a piece of equipment and secretly watching Liuwei running on the treadmill in front of him.

Ah...here, this little pervert, Bogaman, is spying on the female elf again.

Jiang Jing walked over, grabbed it by the neck, and lifted it up.

"Boga~"

Bogaman turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Jing, who let out a dissatisfied cry.

Jiang Jingdao: "You're still young, you're not the age to see beautiful women, you should train well, when you become stronger, there will naturally be beautiful beautiful elves chasing you."

"Boga~"

Bogaman's expression was shocked, and he felt that it made sense, no, it needs to train hard and become stronger.

Pogaman: (¤¤)

Jiang Jing nodded. The elves in the secret channel are pure and easy to fool.

But he is not fooling, he is telling the truth.

Then he brought the two elves to the sandbags. There were not many people in the training hall on Saturday, so many sandbags were emptied.

Jiang Jing asked Bogaman to use all the skills it knew against the sandbag.

Pogaman's small body looked at the sandbag, and suddenly he slammed into it, and slapped the sandbag with his small palm.

slap!

"Crack!!"

The sandbag shook slightly.

Jiang Jing: ...

Then Bogaman yelled at the sandbag, his voice was cuter than usual, with a charming feeling.

Shout!

Finally, Pogaman's expression became serious, puffed up his cheeks, leaned forward vigorously, and spit out a series of foam.

Foam!

Bogaman, who used all the skills, turned his head and raised his head, as if to say whether this skill is powerful or not.

"Boga~"

Jiang Jing: ...

According to Bogaman's level, it is normal to have three skills, but the mastery of each skill is too low.

They are all at this level of proficiency, but not many know it, and the power is not great. It seems that his future task is very difficult.

So he smiled and said, "Bogaman, come on, let's start skill training now, the first thing is skill slapping."

"See that sandbag? Keep using the slaps."

"Boga~"

Looking at Jiang Jing's smile, Bogaman had a bad feeling.

...