In the Somme province of Great Picardy, France, deep in the riverside manor, several young men with umbrellas and guns stood on a tall wall, staring at the scene inside the wall in a daze. The more they looked, the more they became more and more frightened, and they just knelt down and worshiped.

Inside the wall is a large swimming pool. The pool is more than 100 meters long. The water is clear and clear. A figure in the center is standing firmly above the water. A rain covers the entire swimming pool. On and off, there are ferocious adult crocodiles sprinting down from all directions like sharp arrows.

There are fifteen adult crocodiles, with the longest body of more than five meters, and the shortest one is four meters long. They maintain a sprinting efficiency of 10 to 20 meters per second in the water. This picture just makes normal people shudder and their souls scatter.

Boom ~

Watching, a Nile crocodile more than five meters long, jumped out of the water and opened its bloody mouth when it approached the center for more than ten meters. Its mouth was full of fangs emitting endless cold light under the sunlight in the rain, like a black arrow biting at the upper body of the man in the center. However, when the Nile crocodile was only half a meter away from biting the man, a colorful fist composed of water liquid hit the crocodile with a heavy punch of more than three meters high. With one punch, the crocodile was thrown away in the air.

At the same time, three river crocodiles nearly five meters suddenly rose up and rushed towards them more than ten meters away, but the other three water fists two or three meters high also appeared accurately and collided.

Bang bang bang bang!

Wow~

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The light and shadow flew and cut, and the iron fists condensed one by one. They rushed and smashed in a few seconds. Ten of the fifteen crocodiles that had been culled out were already smashed and fell heavily in the water or on the ground, either dying or directly killed. Five were hit into the bottom of the swimming pool, splashing blood and flesh.

The 15 crocodiles were easily defeated and the soft-haired Augustan Andoche Boarne raised his hands and roared to the sky. With the roar, the moderate rain that originally covered the swimming pool for a hundred meters turned into downpours, and layers of thick clouds covering the sun also spread from the manor to the surrounding area for several miles.

In the blink of an eye, the clear sky became almost invisible to see the five fingers.

It's the end of January 2012.

More than two months have passed since Augustan last time his body crossed the Atlantic Ocean, and his strength is still increasing rapidly, from the fourth-level water alien master to the sixth level.

This is because he spent some time practicing fighting skills and controlling the power of water during the process. Augustan did not have any magic skills. Before the water fist and this heavy rain, all of them were urging the power to explode with brute force.

But with great brute force, it is still very scary.

The level 6 water master does not use the extraordinary skills, and the power that can explode is far more powerful than that of the first and second level 2 foreign masters.

In the roars and downpours, figures ran out of the villa deep in the manor. Looking at the crocodiles all over the ground, almost everyone was shocked and their faces were bloodless.

Augustine didn't care about those figures, but instead restrained his roar and said directly to a figure standing on the wall, "Bris, gun, shoot me!"

Brees trembled, and instead looked at an old man in his fifties who had just rushed out of the villa, Augustan's father, and the current head of the Boarne family.

Old Boarne also looked at Augustan with a wry smile, and then said, "Augustan, don't you take a break?"

"No, father, although I am progressing smoothly, I can no longer take ordinary genius masters seriously, but this strength is definitely a huge gap when it comes to Tang. I want to try my best to improve my strength."

"It not only increases the water power, but also includes control over these forces."

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With ambition, Augustan really didn't think that only talent could dominate the world. With Tang Zhun's level of a great demon, you must not have enough talent. You must work hard enough to have hope to challenge the great demon.

During this period, he has been honing variously to train his abilities and skills.

Although he became a foreign master at first, he could easily solve the problem with one shark in the ocean, and it was not difficult for two. Three or four of them to siege him together, he might be in a hurry and must escape.

But he struggled to hone his skills, reaction ability, etc. again and again. Although Augustan was injured and frightened during the process, he improved in all aspects very efficiently, just like fifteen adult crocodiles were killed together, which did not pose any threat to him.

However, only the tempering of the beasts and ferocious fish in nature is obviously insufficient. He is about to step into the rhythm of resistance to guns.

Tang Zhun is too terrible. No one has found out the specific strength at present, but he firmly believes that man will conquer nature and will not let down his surging talent.

As Augustine said, Old Boarne looked at the young son with relief and touching before nodding to Brees.

Tang Zhun was under too much pressure and the pressure he gave was too terrifying. Just like the rich man of Bastian Pierre in France, he had to curry favor with him. This was really a shame for the Francis Empire, which once dominated the world.

Fortunately, his son not only has an indescribable talent for terror, but is also so sensible and hardworking?

No one will be stupid to provoke Tang Zhun if he has some achievements. If he opposes Tang Zhun, that is something that only idiots will do. But Augustine's exaggerated progress and efficiency are willing to give up all the glory and wealth, and his hard work day and night will have hope of real rise to their entire Boarne family.

That's right? From the moment of awakening and promotion, Augustan only slept for four or five hours a day. The rest of the time was all about training, or experiencing the power of water or honing his control skills. He lived like an ascetic monk. With such talent and working so hard, is there any law of nature if he doesn't rise again?

"Augustan, you are Boarne's pride. Don't worry, the family will fully support all your requests."

After leaving a sentence solemn and moved, Old Boarne left with the crowd.

While walking, the crocodile, which was originally lying on the ground not far away, suddenly moved its body, and was still seven or eight meters away, which still scared Old Boarne, but the crocodile did not really bounce up, and a big hand suddenly appeared, grabbing the crocodile, like a normal person grabbing a chicken in his palm, and flew up to twenty or thirty meters high with a squeezing. With a sudden grip, it exploded with a crack, and bloody flesh fell with the pouring rain.

In the swimming pool, Augustan's brilliant laughter spread again.

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After a while, many bodyguards were staring in fear and awe. Brees grabbed a submachine gun and fired wildly at the center of the swimming pool fifty meters away. Layer after layer of water walls were also condensed in the void. Bullets crazily penetrated one water wall after another, but at most seven or eight water walls, they were no longer able to continue.

Augustan was unharmed forty meters away.

The level 6 water master is too powerful. He is tempered and trained again and again, and worked hard day and night. Augustan's confidence in overthrowing the rule of the demon king is becoming more and more sufficient.

He believes that God rewards hard work, and man conquers nature!
Chapter completed!