I'm really not a dark Ultraman

Chapter 154
The MAC team has its own training room on the ground, where normal team training is conducted, but Fengyuan usually chooses the Chengnan Sports Club where he lives to conduct special training.

After all, I am an old pigeon.

But this is not a good place to concentrate on training.

During the Zuluk invasion, the Umeda siblings lost their father. Feng Yuan felt the same way, as they also lost their father and family.

He clearly understood the sadness of both of them. The gentle Feng Yuan almost gave up training and stayed with them.

From a human perspective, Feng Yuan did nothing wrong.

Accompanying children when they are most vulnerable and giving them the courage to live, there is nothing wrong with his tenderness and consideration.

But as a warrior, Feng Yuan's approach was wrong.

When you don't have enough strength to protect others, wasting time with half-baked training will only lead to more crying families.

If it was Zhu Xingtuan who came to Chengnan Sports Club, Zhou Hong felt that Feng Yuan would have to give him a few Ultra Slaps.

When the protection of the earth depended entirely on Leo, Zhou Hong could actually understand Zhu Xingtuan's feelings.

Seven, who deeply loves humanity, is frustrated at his inability to protect the Earth, and angry at his successor Leo for not living up to his expectations.

How can I put it about Feng Yuan? He is similar to Zhu Xingtuan. Sometimes he is also the type of person who doesn't listen.

"Feng Yuan." Zhou Hong stood at the door and shouted Feng Yuan's name.

The club was empty, and Zhou Hong's loud voice echoed throughout the room.

"Instructor." Feng Yuan's face suddenly changed, and his ribs on his chest felt a slight pain to show his respect.

Given the captain’s personality, I’m definitely going to be scolded now, right?
With this thought in mind, Feng Yuan lowered his head slightly and watched a pair of shoes appear in his sight.

"I can understand your current situation, but I hope that when you comfort these children, you can think more about what led to their current situation." Zhou Hong said softly.

"Eh?"

Without waiting for the friendly slap from Otto, Feng Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Hong in disbelief.

Zhou Hong sighed, "The captain's words were a little too harsh."

"I am a gentle person and I won't scold you. You should know what you are doing."

"But daily training is essential, you have to understand that."

"You are too weak now."

Leo's situation is similar to my original self. He has almost no light skills that can play a decisive role. I have none, and Leo's light skills are just scratching the surface.

And the body becomes the capital.

Unlike his well-forged body, the prince, who had always lived a life of luxury, did not have a strong physique or fighting skills, but only a passion.

Passion is useless when facing experienced aliens.

"Instructor, I understand." Compared with the captain's attitude, Feng Yuan quickly raised his head and looked at Zhou Hong at a 45-degree angle.

It’s not just about keeping the tears from falling, it’s more about the height between the two.

Zhou Hong wanted to reach out and touch Mei Tian Xiang's head, but the little girl immediately hid behind Feng Yuan, revealing half of her head and looked at Zhou Hong fearfully.

Seeing his sister's behavior, her brother looked at Zhou Hong with hatred, his face as if someone owed him money, staring at him ferociously.

I just want to touch your head, not to open your head! Do you want to hurt my feelings like this?
Zhou Hong looked at Feng Yuan with a look that gradually became strange. "I'll give you two hours to deal with your own affairs."

"Come back here straight after lunch."

"You are not only a support for the two, but also a member of the MAC team."

Feng Yuan walked out of the South City Sports Club with her two children, smiling happily.

"Well, if you don't mind, you can have a quick meal here." The middle-aged man in training clothes came up and said cautiously.

No!

Why are you talking to me so cautiously? I'm not here to challenge you!

"Where? Where can I eat?" Even though he had countless things to complain about, Zhou Hong still chose to fill his stomach first.

Even after the meal, Zhou Hong didn't remember his name.

It’s not a big problem, let’s just call him Coach A.

Feng Yuan came back very quickly, and without the Umeda siblings, with a bright smile on his face.

Obviously, he was having a lot of fun playing with the two children.

"Now that the problem has been solved, we can't fall behind in training." Zhou Hong nodded as he looked at the weight Feng Yuan had left behind even when he went to eat. "Don't take it off from now on, unless you meet an alien, then you can untie it."

"Yes."

Feng Yuan's affirmative answer made Zhou Hong nod slightly.

"Let's run around this place three times to warm up."

"Huh?" Feng Yuan widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Hong in disbelief.

He even suspected that something had happened to his ears, causing the auditory hallucinations.

"What? Wasn't it obvious enough? Start running!"

With a terrifying expression as if he would tear the person apart if he didn't take action, Feng Yuan didn't hesitate and started running immediately.

Training, training, and more training. This must not stop.

After running three laps with the weight, Feng Yuan's physical strength had dropped to the lowest point. His slowly moving figure made it clear to everyone that he had reached his limit.

After a long delay, Feng Yuan finally stood in front of Zhou Hong.

After waiting for a while, Zhou Hong said directly: "Let's start our training next."

He stretched his body and his thick arms became muscular, which made Coach A's eyes widen and he quickly came to Feng Yuan's side.

"Is there really no problem? If this continues," he asked with concern, "Does the MAC team have to train to this extent?"

"It's amazing."

The MAC team did not receive such treatment. Feng Yuan really wanted to tell him this fact, but Zhou Hong obviously didn't want him to talk any more.

The sturdy body moved closer nimbly, with only the shoulders visible at the base of the fists tucked at the sides.

Feng Yuan didn't even think twice and instantly raised his arms to block in front of him.

Amidst the dull sound of impact, Feng Yuan was dragged on the ground and retreated several meters until his back rested against the sports equipment, which stopped him from falling.

Wearing the weight, Feng Yuan still felt the pain, but as his mind became clearer, he realized how stupid it was to fight with Zhou Hong.

This is simply a modern version of lighting in the toilet.

(End of this chapter)