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.

a group of people from the Dracodise branch in Neva

sporting suit. He was slender, handsome and had sharp

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

leader of the Dracodise

head at the sound of the voice, smiled and

shook Clayton’s hand hastily and said, “Mr. Wambrick, we are honored that you have

“Hello, Mr. Wambrick!”

had brought

and said, “You don’t have to be

“He is worthy

faked. His every move and word are graceful.”

with me to the car. We will get to my father’s at

“Okay!” Clayton promised.

Anson’s

smiled and said, “Clayton, I’ve been looking forward to

here on my father’s orders. And I am curious about the young genius you are talking about.” Clayton said

benefits and was willing to support him as head of the Dracodise branch in Rikkus. That was why Clayton’s father was willing to send Clayton to Mimar City to do Anson this

artists along the southeast coast. It would be impossible for the average

down, Clayton added, “Mr. Gofman, I came over here this time to help you with the troublesome.”

it’s about

believe that woman, Melody,

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

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

ignore her because, this time, I came over to make

internal struggle 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

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

art. It’s just an easy thing to beat her to death.” Clayton smiled.

perhaps because

and son’s faces. He chuckled as he brought the iron stones from the table.

something Anson held to play with