The Greatest Man Alive By Maveric Bowman

Chapter 382 The Young Master

It was true that Gussie’s perception was better than Julian’s. Perhaps it was because she was smarter.

Although Julian had been in the army for a few years, he did not train in traditional martial arts. Now he had to learn from

scratch, even if he took Nathan as his teacher.

After one morning of practice, Gussie found some feeling. At least his quadriceps weren’t so sore when he did the horse stance.

“When you get back, you’ll have to practice more too. Practice the horse stance whenever you can. I’ll teach you the Beast Fists position once you’ve gotten started.” Nathan said.

Both of them nodded their heads in agreement.

Gussie felt that practicing martial arts was a really hard thing to do and wondered if she could ever be successful at it.

“You’re more talented than him. I’ll give you more instructions. Soon you’ll be able to surpass him.” Nathan said smilingly to

Gussie.

Gussie was shocked and had the urge to cover his mouth. How could he say to give her more instructions in the face of Julian?

Sure enough, Julian wasn’t too happy, but couldn’t say anything.

“Fine!” sighed Gussie inwardly, rolling her eyes at Nathan before walking off in a huff.

Nathan said, “Your shooting is good. Don’t lose it. Think about how to combine what you’ve learned with your shooting.”

“Even if you’re not very good at martial arts, you’re much better than others if you can combine your shooting skills properly.”

“Alright, get your back to work!”

This morning exercise, from five in the morning, lasted until half past seven, taking about two and a half hours.

It was also around this time that a plane from Rikkus to Mimar City landed at the airport.

from the Dracodise branch in Neva Province, was there

of the plane, dressed in a sporting suit. He was slender, handsome and had sharp eyes like

soon as he stepped out of the airport, Redd saw him

of the Dracodise branch in Rikkus, the famous young

his head at the sound of the voice, smiled and greeted, “Hello, Redd Gofman, it has

hand hastily and said, “Mr. Wambrick, we are honored

“Hello, Mr. Wambrick!”

men that Redd had brought with him bowed to Clayton.

don’t have to

Clayton and appreciated inwardly, “He is worthy of being a young

His every move and word are

the car. We will get to my father’s at once!” Redd

“Okay!” Clayton promised.

at Anson’s

said, “Clayton, I’ve been looking forward

am here on my father’s orders. And I am curious about

branch in Rikkus. That was why Clayton’s father was

that of the martial artists along the southeast coast. It would be impossible

I came over here this

it’s about my father.”

woman, Melody, approached you, Mr. Gofman?”

support. But I refused. She’s still running around Mimar City, trying to

a lot of big names coming in. Melody thought it was an opportunity and delayed her

my father! You were right to ignore her because, this time, I came over to make sure she couldn’t return to Rikkus,” Clayton said, nodding

in the Dracodise branch in Rikkus to be so fierce. It seemed that Clayton’s father, the old head, was indeed having some problems with his grip on

as I know, this woman Melody is not simple. Her

It’s just an easy thing to

Redd said anything, perhaps because they felt Clayton was bragging and

on both father and son’s faces. He chuckled as he brought the iron stones

were something Anson held to play with usually. They were made of fine