"I agreed."

The moment Wen Donglai raised his head, his whole person exuded a kind of worldly aura that was set off by the 'Confucian and Immortal'.

There is also a sense of confidence, and there is a lot of desire in the bright eyes.

Even if he just sets a crazy goal that can never be realized, he is still happy with it.

I want to hold the Champions League, and I want to realize my dream since childhood in this world.

"As long as I don't have Dihua." Wen Donglai added this sentence in his heart.

Zhao Wuxie and Mo Yanyu looked at each other, smiled, and held hands side by side: "Welcome, the Kuru Wild Wolves will be even more powerful with your help."

"Haha, you are exaggerating." Wen Donglai smiled unnaturally.

Mo Yanyu walked to Zhao Wuxie.

Quietly asked: "Do you think competing for the Continental Champions Cup with our strength is a bit... fantasy..."

"Our goal is just to qualify in Kuru Town. When this team reaches Xiaoshi County, it will turn into birds and beasts and scatter."

"If you don't trick him like this, will he join?" Zhao Wuxie smiled very proudly.

"Okay, I just hope he won't blame us in the future." Mo Yanyu smiled helplessly.

In the next half month, Wen Donglai seemed to have disappeared in Kuru Town.

Zhao Wuxie was his instructor, who was responsible for training his physical fitness and skills. He spent all his time crawling around in the Wolf Plain every day, like a clay monkey.

"What I'm teaching you is the archery skills passed down from my ancestors. It has a name, it's called Wushuang Archery. It uses people as bows and strength as arrows. It can penetrate the Wolf Plains with all its strength."

"Big family." Wen Donglai secretly envied.

With a smile on his face, he asked: "Which order does Wushuang's shooting skills belong to?"

"It should be the third sequence." Zhao Wuxie's expression was cold and expressionless: "I just hope you can pass on the unparalleled shooting skills."

"..."

Wen Donglai felt that there was something in her eyes that meant looking at the heir.

Did she know that she was not going to die soon?

It was really hard to practice Wushuang's shooting skills, and he thought of giving up many times.

A man is a bow, and his strength is an arrow. He draws the bow in half a month, and releases the arrow in a full moon.

Unparalleled in the world.

This requires strong strength and precise and perfect skills.

However, it is necessary to maintain the organic unity of speed, sensitivity and alertness, which requires the use of all five senses, and even requires the use of the "celestial induction" effect to work hard to activate one's sixth sense.

Wen Donglai was dizzy just hearing about it, let alone doing it.

But the cake Zhao Wuxie drew for him was too perfect, and the Continental Champions Cup was too attractive.

The thought of standing out and being known filled him with energy.

He can only repeatedly draw the bow, release the arrow, draw the bow, release the arrow...

Run, jump, bump, crawl, turn; run, jump, bump, crawl, turn...

The muscles and bones all over his body were crackling and sweat was pouring down like rain, making Wen Dong almost unable to see what was in front of him.

His efforts were ineffective.

Just when he was about to give up, he accidentally touched the corner of his eye and suddenly discovered a strange doorway on the earth chessboard.

His sense of energy can perfectly capture the trajectory of the 'ball'.

As soon as the 'ball' moves, the airflow begins to ripple. He only needs to move along the trajectory and move his whole body in a coordinated manner. The ball will seem to be kissing him and cannot escape his control.

Such a major discovery made Wen Donglai very excited.

Imagine the moment when he became the 'King of Balls', Wen Donglai crawled on the ground and gnawed the ground with his mouth excitedly.

The changes in Wen Donglai also surprised and delighted Zhao Wuxie, who trained him.

She didn't understand how someone who couldn't coordinate his hands and feet could suddenly become enlightened.

But she values ​​results, not reasons.

Half a month later, Kuru Town ushered in the biggest rainy season of the year. The rain fell from the sky like yellow slurry, washing away everything on the earth without mercy.

Confucianism Hall, Langyuan.

Zhao Wuxie's whole body was wet, and her thin clothes clung to her round body, highlighting her beautiful figure.

She didn't care at all that she was having an affair, and her eyes were fixed on Wen Donglai, who was running frantically on the wolf plain.

With a stern look on his face, he carefully calculated various data from Wen Donglai.

"Nine hundred feet of Langyuan, it would take me at least half a moment to run back and forth, but his time is twice as short as mine, and he has to cross the dangers of the Five Elements in the middle."

"The strength of the tendons and bones is also very violent. With one kick, the ball can be kicked across the entire Wolf Plains."

"The skills of Wushuang's archery are also very good. Even without Tianli, he can still exert the wonderful effect of Confucianism and Tianli. The only drawback is that his flexibility is not good. Maybe he can only make up for it with time."

The words she spoke were bland and the look of surprise in her eyes completely betrayed her mood at this time.

Wen Donglai is hard-working and not afraid of hardships. He seems to be born to do hard and tiring work. It is really not easy to be able to persist for half a month and maintain such strong physical vitality.

You must know that he is an unruly person.

But she didn't know that every job Wen Donglai did in his previous life was related to hardship and fatigue. How could he ever let the hardship and fatigue go?

No matter how hard and tired he was, he still enjoyed it.

He seemed to have returned to the fulfilling time in his previous life when he worked all day long without having enough to eat. As long as he didn't stop working, he wouldn't worry about the problem of no house and low salary.

At this time, Wen Donglai bumped his feet and began to play with a ball the same size as a football.

In the world of anger, he is the king.

The gradually developing sense of energy was like divine help to him.

He laughed wildly in his heart: "It turns out that I have the talent to become the world champion. If I could travel back in time, I would be able to do it."

Just a little tip of his toes, the ball seemed to stick to the instep of his feet, his calf made a slight impulse, and the ball flew into the sky, like a bird with wings.

But this little bird couldn't escape Wen Donglai's five senses, let alone his control.

"Wushuang, shoot through the door of the house and hang upside down with a golden hook."

Wen Donglai shouted loudly, jumped up out of thin air, turned around completely top-heavy, and tapped the ball with one foot. With just a slight tap, the ball flew towards the beast's mouth gate on the sideline of Langyuan as if there was a motor on its butt.

.

"…roar…"

A shocking beast roar came out in the rain, which also indicated that Wendong was coming to score.

"Haha, ten points out, YES."

Wen Donglai was as excited as a child, and then he raised his arms and flexed them, revealing his ridiculously strong biceps.

This has almost become his signature move, an move that in Zhao Wuxie's opinion is incompatible with the entire humble and respectful world.

But this action is full of passion and vitality.

Also a little embarrassing.

A plan began to form in her mind.

"This action is very interesting." She murmured.
Chapter completed!