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    Looking at Wednesday and the backbone of his men who were fighting together, Borg Langdon was walking back and forth anxiously, but he didn't know how to stop the fighting. After all, there were two hundred people fighting together, and there was no absolute strong one.  Or there are more people to maintain order. It is not easy to get these people to stop.  ¡· At this time on Wednesday, I didn¡¯t have time to guess what Borg Langdon was thinking. Instead, he brought these 200 people to and from the training ground, leading these 200 people to exhaustion. Many people struggled.  He squeezed to Wednesday's side, but was kicked away by Wednesday before he could take action.  A large part of the swordsmen had never touched Wednesday's side at all, and just followed the large troops here and there. They couldn't find Wednesday's position on the outside at all, and could only follow their comrades around.  After a group of people engaged in a melee, some of the swordsmen¡¯s physical energy and fighting spirit were almost exhausted.  After all, some of these swordsmen are only high-level swordsmen. Under Wednesday's blows and strenuous exercise, their physical energy and fighting spirit are consumed relatively quickly.  As time dragged on, more and more people fell behind. In the end, more than half of the people broke away from the main force, and only fifty or sixty people were left to pursue Wednesday's siege.  Seeing this situation, Zhou Zhou gave a long laugh and stopped retreating. He took the initiative to attack, spread his legs and added a little internal force to hit the remaining swordsmen with a bang, causing their fighting spirit to be consumed faster, and also  It made them feel pain, but it only caused them some bruises.  After Wednesday kicked a swordsman away with a beautiful chain kick, he stood there and grunted, "How is it? Is my leg skill good enough?" At this time, Borg Langdon hurried over and applauded:  "Mr. Tolan is really amazing. His leg skills are simply amazing. I think even Constant's Wednesday is just like that. Maybe his leg skills are not as good as Mr. Tolan's." After the compliment, he added a little more  He hesitated and pointed at the swordsman who was lying on the ground and asked worriedly: "Mr. Tolan, are they okay?" Wednesday smiled softly, "Am I like the kind of person who doesn't mean what he says? I just said it.  If you use "Serial Lost Legs", you won't use other methods. They just use up their fighting spirit and internal energy. They will recover after a while, don't worry," he said with a smile and complimented, "The strength of these people.  Although they are not very strong, they have a good sense of combat. If it were anyone else, it would be really difficult to deal with them. " Hearing Wednesday say that the swordsmen were fine, Borg Langdon was secretly relieved.  He took a breath, and then said with a smile: "That's right. When it comes to this kind of close combat, sir, you are definitely one of the best in the world." It seemed that Borg Langdon was really shocked, actually filming Wednesday like this  horses.  In terms of close combat effectiveness, Fox City's Greg Romeo is certainly no worse than Wednesday. When speed and strength reach a certain level, skills can actually be ignored.  The importance of skills can only be revealed when the level is similar, if the difference in strength is too great.  No matter how good your skills are, it's all in vain.  This is the situation on Wednesday, let alone the legendary sword god.  Even those great swordsmen are not something that Wednesday can easily deal with, and the attack capabilities of the great swordsmen are not comparable to Wednesday's.  If a great swordsman were here and faced with about 200 people, it would probably only take a few minutes. One sword or even several swordsmen would be able to cut them all down in a short time.  Definitely cleaner than Wednesday.  But Wednesday was too lazy to tell Borg Langdon this. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Langdon is joking. There are so many strong players in this world. Maybe the old man in your kitchen who carries a big teapot and does nothing every day is a super  As for the strong ones, what does this mean to me?" Borg Langdon laughed.  Then he pointed at the swordsmen and said, "Now they should be able to obey Sir's management. Please train them well." Wednesday nodded, "This is natural," and shouted to the swordsmen to gather again, "  Do you know how powerful this kicking technique is? Let me tell you the truth, if you can really practice this set of kicking techniques to my level, your combat effectiveness combined with your fighting spirit may be even stronger than mine.  ," he said with a snort, "As long as you are willing to listen to my arrangements and work hard," "Sir, we were wrong before. Please punish us. We will never slack off in the future." He was still the leader.  The swordsman stood up and said.  Wednesday nodded, "That's the best. After all, it's up to you to learn it," he said loudly, "Okay, let's get started. Let's warm up first and then practice the routine." This time Wednesday's words worked.  After the words fell, none of the swordsmen had the slightest objection. Instead, they started running circles and stretching their legs for warm-up training with great interest.  Seeing this, Borg Langdon gave a thumbs up to Wednesday, "Mr. Tolan is really good at training troops, which makes them obey." Wednesday laughed."Mr. Langdon, your prestige is high, otherwise it will be in vain no matter how hard I fight," he said and complimented: "The quality of these people is really good. If you can give me a year, I will definitely  Can they be trained into a team that can be looked down upon?" "One year?" Borg Langdon pondered for a moment, then looked up at Wednesday, "Really?" Wednesday was stunned. Is this Borg Langdon?  Does Deng really want to give himself a year to train these soldiers?  Thinking of this, he nodded and said sincerely: "One year is enough. After all, they don't need to practice internal skills. They only learn various techniques and they will see results soon." After thinking about it, he said, "Actually, one year is enough."  It is already quite sufficient. I said that one year includes weapons training. When I was at Warsworth, I once saw Wednesday using weapons to fight. I have been thinking about Wednesday's skills recently. Give me a little more time, and I will  It is completely possible to write a set of weapon routines that are more suitable for promotion. " Speaking of this, Wednesday said excitedly: "Mr. Langdon, think about it, if the swordsmen are not only very skilled in unarmed fighting, but also very skilled in using weapons.  They are equally skilled, do you think how fierce their fighting power must be? A group of swordsmen fight like samurai with fighting spirit, that scene" He said with a look of admiration on his face.  After hearing Wednesday's words, Borg Langdon's eyes slowly lit up, "Sir, are you, what you said is true?" Wednesday nodded, "Of course it is true. I even suspect that Wednesday is already in Kangxi."  Stan has begun similar training. After all, his cultivation is deeper than mine. " "This" Thinking of the pressure from Constant, Borg Langdon gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously, "Mr. Tolan,  Then I will entrust these two hundred people to you. You must train them well and never let Constant's side gain the upper hand." Wednesday laughed, "Don't worry, Mr. Langdon, if you let me and Wednesday.  "Bi, I may indeed be inferior to him, but when it comes to training soldiers, the results are really hard to say." He waved his hands and said, "Just wait for my good news." After saying that, he ignored Borg Langdon and went straight to the start.  Among the swordsmen practicing their routines, he gave instructions on their movements.  After seeing the power of Wednesday, these swordsmen did not have much respect for Wednesday, but they still had some awe, especially after thinking about Wednesday's strength.  It is the nature of almost all human beings to fear the strong, not to mention that these swordsmen are eagerly waiting for Wednesday to teach them how to use the "Serial Lost Leg".  After a few days, the enthusiasm of these swordsmen has weakened. After all, before seeing the actual benefits, the appeal of this painted pie is really not too strong.  On the contrary, Borg Langdon was attracted by the extra-large pie painted by Wednesday. He came to inspect it almost every day, obviously he couldn't wait to see the beautiful scene described by Wednesday.  "It's a pity that the cakes drawn can never satisfy the hunger. No matter how eager Borg Langdon is, he can only eat it slowly day by day.  On Wednesday, just after the warm-up with these swordsmen was completed, it started to rain heavily, so we had no choice but to stop training.  After staying in the lounge for a short while, until the rain subsided a little, I found an umbrella and returned to Bichir's small yard.  Just as soon as I entered the yard, I saw Ada holding a hoe in the yard, and her body was soaked by the rain.  Seeing where Ada was standing, Wednesday's heart tightened, "Ada, what are you doing?" When Ada saw Wednesday coming back, she grinned, "Mr. Tolan, I see it's raining heavily. I'm wondering.  We'll dig out the water trough in the yard again." Zhou Zhou deliberately showed some nervousness, "Forget it, it's so wet, go back quickly," he said, frowning as if he was getting angry.  look like.  Seeing this, Ada covered her mouth and smiled softly: "It turns out that Mr. Tolan knows how to hurt people," she put down the hoe and said, "In this case, let's not do it for the time being. I listen to you, sir," and took the Wednesday's  Umbrella and Da Jian asked: "Why are you back at this time, sir?" Wednesday coughed, "It was too messy at the training ground, so I was thinking about coming back to practice." "That's it, I'll help you change clothes," Ada said with a smile.  , "I have tidied up the bedroom. Are you going to practice martial arts now? Should we eat something first?" Wednesday deliberately pondered and said: "Let's eat something first," and then suddenly changed his words: "Okay, I will teach you.  A new way of eating is said to be very popular in Constantinople." He then ordered Ada and Betty to prepare ingredients for the stove. He himself adjusted some sauces, and then he and the two maids continued to eat.  hot pot.  But it was just about eating hot pot, but Wednesday kept dragging Ada and Betty around.  And Ada and Betty didn't say anything else, just accompanying Wednesday's nonsense.  This lunch starts at noonAfter eating until night, including dinner, Wednesday smiled and said: "Okay, go to bed early, it looks like the rain won't stop for a while." (To be continued)
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