Get up.

...

It seems to have failed.

Kurosawa couldn't help but close his eyes.

Even so, I still haven't mastered the feeling of releasing angry combos.

Sighing, he was ready to give up.

There's no need to be in such a hurry.

"beep!"

The downed bird made a sound reluctantly.

It once again felt the long-lost emotion of loss through the emotional connection of spiritual energy.

This emotion is not unfamiliar to him.

Every time he was defeated in a club match in the past, he was too shy to raise his head in such a mood.

It was too weak at that time.

And now, again...

The Dudu Bird slowly stood up against the heavy rain of rubber balls.

It also wants to become stronger.

Kurosawa suddenly noticed a strong spiritual energy fluctuation.

He followed the psychic pull and looked towards the training room.

Angry combo.

The doo-doo bird suddenly jumped up.

Time seemed to slow down, like being in water.

He watched the doo-doo bird fly so fast that it left dozens of afterimages in the sky.

The beak with powerful fluctuations struck the rubber bullet like a dragonfly.

"boom!"

Time resumed its flow, and the dozen or so rubber bullets in front of him were all blown away in an instant.

Success?

Kurosawa was very sure that Dudu Bird mastered the angry combo completely and spontaneously, and it was not an accidental lucky moment last time.

This time the angry combo is more powerful, like a dozen pistols firing at the same time.

He quickly pressed to stop the device.

He quickly walked into the training room and picked up the already exhausted Dudu bird.

After several hours of training without any water, he was really exhausted.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He touched its head with both relief and some distress.
Chapter completed!