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After working for a long time, Moore finally tattooed a lifelike polar bear on Zao Wou-ki's back.

Bruns stepped forward, looked at the results of Moore's hard work for most of the day, and praised, "Uncle Moore, your craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

Moore glanced at him and said, "You forgot, the most important step hasn't been done yet?"

Bruns seemed taken aback for a moment, then understood.

"You mean, blood eyes?"

Moore nodded without answering the question.

It turns out that this last process called blood eyes is equivalent to an old saying - finishing touch.

Once the blood eyes are dotted with the same polar bear tattoo, this tattoo is equivalent to having its own soul, instead of just staying at the level of similarity.

Moore's expression suddenly became serious.

He carefully took out a small bottle containing a dark red liquid.

While injecting the red liquid into the needle, Moore explained to Zao Wou-ki.

It turns out that this is a liquid that develops color depending on temperature. When this liquid is tattooed on a person's body, it is usually invisible, but whenever the temperature of the human body surface rises to a certain level, this red color will reveal the real body. .

Moore aimed the needle vertically at the eyes of the polar bear on Zao Wou-ki's back.

Then, he slowly lowered the needle in his hand, and finally landed on Zhao Wuji's skin.

Moore exerted strength step by step, and finally slowly pierced the needle tip into the surface of Zao Wou-ki's skin.

"click"

The red liquid in the needle tube slowly fell and injected into Zao Wou-ki's skin.

In this way, Moore completed this crucial step - Blood Eyes.

Looking at the tattoo, Bruns felt that the blood in the polar bear's eyes flashed away, and then faded away, and he couldn't see anything.

"It's really amazing." Bruns secretly admired in his heart.

"Okay, it's finished." Moore looked at his work with joy, feeling quite happy in his heart.

There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror on the wall. After Zhao Wuji got up, he took a look at the tattoo on his back in front of the mirror.

In fact, it's not that Zhao Wou-ki has never thought about whether they will do something here, such as injecting venom, but Zhao Wou-ki is not worried at all, because he can not only absorb the energy needed to strengthen the soul, but also poison It can also be refined and dissolved, so even if there is poison in it, Zao Wou-ki can refine the toxin so that he will not have the slightest influence on him.

Bruns walked up to Zao Wou-ki with a stack of clothes, and handed the clothes to him.

"The previous student uniforms can be used, this is the coach uniform."

Zhao Wou-ki took the clothes, shook them off, and saw that it was a tight-fitting black leather jacket, which looked extremely cool.

Zao Wou-ki's figure like a hanger is perfect in this dress.

A hint of envy flashed in Bruns' eyes, obviously Zao Wou-ki's appearance at this time was very good.

"Coach Zhao, now that the tattoo is done, shall we?"

Bruns asked Zhao Wou-ki tentatively, Zhao Wou-ki nodded slightly, and the two walked out of the small building.

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It was getting late, Zhao Wuji came to his residence.

This was originally Jack's residence, but now that Jack died under Zao Wou-ki's hands, this residence was naturally given to Zhao Wou-ki.

The interior decoration of Jack's residence is simple, with a few guns and various knives of different shapes hanging on the wall, which is also in line with Jack's temperament.

The sheets in the bedroom have been changed.

Zhao Wuji walked to the bed, but saw a piece of paper on the bedside.

Zhao Wou-ki picked up the paper casually.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a training form.

After Jack's death, there were not many students under him, so the training camp merged these students into other groups.

Zao Wou-ki didn't clearly take charge of a certain group, he was equivalent to a consultant, responsible for the overall situation of the students.

Zhao Wou-ki glanced at the training form on the paper, but saw that he had to get up at 4 o'clock in the morning to urge the students to start training.

Seeing this, Zao Wou-ki threw the paper aside and fell asleep.

The night passed quickly, especially at 4 o'clock in the morning when there was a short chime from the small speaker on the wall.

On the bed, Zhao Wou-ki suddenly opened his eyes.

The training ground was pitch black, with only a row of student dormitories alone.

When Zhao Wuji walked out of his residence, several coaches had just left his residence.

Seeing Zhao Wou-ki, they were taken aback for a moment, and then they all took the initiative to say hello to Zhao Wou-ki.

The strong will be respected no matter where they are.

Zhao Wou-ki followed them and walked into a student dormitory.

A coach walked into the dormitory, snapped the lights on.

The lights are a bit harsh.

The students snored shockingly, but there was no reaction at all.

The coaches brought out their whips.

There was a crisp snap, and I don't know who it hit.

"Ah." This life cried out in pain, which awakened many people.

"Bastard, which beast is it?" These students were all very angry. After all, anyone who was awakened from sleep would not be in a good mood.

After this disturbance, the students were all sober. Although they were full of displeasure, they still didn't dare to take Joe when they saw the coaches' hunger. After all, the coach had the right to let them be shot.

However, although they all looked tense and dressed on the surface, everyone felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, and it was only because of the guns in the hands of the coaches that they suppressed their emotions.

Many students casually glanced at these coaches when they were getting dressed, and were suddenly taken aback.

Under the dazzling light, there was a figure standing there quietly the whole time, without saying a word.

Now take a closer look, a cold oriental face.

Isn't this the new coach?

Many people still vividly remember Zao Wou-ki's Thunderous Battle yesterday.

That kind of viciousness, that kind of cruelty, and most importantly, that kind of absolute strength shocked them deeply.

For Zao Wou-ki, they are the fear from the heart.

As long as Zhao Wuji stands here, it is a kind of deterrent.

They fell silent, feeling extremely cold in their hearts, which the other coaches couldn't achieve even with guns.

It took them less than usual time to get dressed, silently left their dormitory, and rushed to the training ground.

The rest of the coaches didn't notice the strangeness of the students, they just kept yelling at the students.

In this way, Zhao Wou-ki entered the dormitories with the rest of the coaches, and drove waves of students to the training ground.

When the morning sun in the sky just showed a sliver of morning light, these students who yearned for success had already been training profusely on the training ground for a long time.

Running, going up and down the stairs, these are just the appetizers to warm up.

The big game is yet to come.

Legend has it that every fighter from the Siberian training camp has a pair of iron legs.

This is not a lie!

Compared with those trainings such as running or even squatting, although the amount is large, many students can't persist, but compared with the next one, there is an essential difference.

They are just strength and physical training, but this is really ruthless.

Be cruel to yourself!

Dozens of wooden stakes were driven deep into the ground, and the task of these students was to break these wooden stakes within two hours. The pile was killed instantly.

It seems that it is unwilling to complete it, but in fact, someone has completed it.

It is under the threat of death that these students burst out to their greatest potential.

Although many students showed bitterness on their faces, more of them showed determination and immediately began the process of abusing themselves.

The coaches patrolled around them, constantly waving the long whips in their hands, and severely whipped those students who were not active in training.

The sound of long whips can be heard here endlessly, and from time to time there are muffled groans of boxers in the face of pain.

There is a situation that not many coaches pay attention to, that is, when Zao Wou-ki walks among the students with his hands behind his back and a whip in his hands, those students always train extra hard.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

The students kept beating their legs hard on the wooden stakes, and the wooden stakes did not move at all. Their pain must have penetrated deep into their bones.

Zao Wou-ki did not whip his whip on these students, because it was completely unnecessary, these students' fear of him had already been deeply rooted in their hearts, as long as Zao Wou-ki walked beside them, no one would dare not work hard point training.

This is absolute strength.

Of course, for those stubborn people, Zao Wou-ki absolutely doesn't mind going around with thunderous tricks.

Zao Wou-ki's life as a teacher in his previous life told him that the method is not the key point, the key point is the result obtained.

Time flies, I don't know how long it has passed, there is only a crisp bang, but a student is the first to break the wooden stake.

Zhao Wou-ki raised his eyes and saw that it was Allen.

"It sure is him!"

Allen's legs were already swollen to the point of disbelief, and his face was full of excitement. In the past hour or so, he didn't know how much he suffered from being late, but he never gave up.

Feeling the wooden stake slowly cracking, as if success was in sight, he finally broke the wooden stake with his unremitting kicks.

Seeing that Allen completed the task first, many students were encouraged, and their kicks became faster and harder.

In the next few 10 minutes, one by one the students completed the tasks, and several coaches kept watching the time and observing the status of the remaining students.

It was less than 5 minutes before the end of the task time, and the remaining students who had not completed the task were very anxious, and they could not eat hot tofu in a hurry.

A short but strong student let out a cry of pain and fell down holding his leg.

His leg was kicked off.

And at this moment, the time has come.

A trainer steps up to announce the end of mission time.

Many people were ashamed because they failed to complete this task.

What happens if you fail to complete the task?