King's Back

Harry's eyes got lightened up, and he just claimed that he wanted to be popular among girls subconsciously.

However, at a second thought, he knew himself well. He was just a powerless and poor wimp. How could he attract girls? It sounded like an impossible mission.

Besides, Jackson attracted girls with his incredible martial skills. If he hadn't kicked those hooligans out of shit, the BBQ Beauty would not have admired him so deeply.

At the thought of that, Harry said, “Master, I want to learn your martial skills.”

Jackson still remained emotionless. He just nodded casually while holding the teacup in his hand, patting on his back like an old man. He just walked out calmly.

Harry had no idea what Jackson meant by doing so, nor did he had any idea whether Jackson had accepted his request. He just stood still. Jackson felt really speechless. What a dummy! How could he still fail to understand what Jackson was trying to convey?

"Come with me.” Jackson walked to the door and said with a low voice. Harry was thrilled. He was so excited, "Wow, did you just accept my request to be your disciple?”

Was Jackson going to hold an apprentice acknowledgement ceremony of something like that?

Harry just kept trotting behind Jackson to keep up with him.

When Harry stepped out of the door, he felt a ray of sunshine on his face.

What he had never expected was that the decision he made today greatly had a great impact on his life.

And he was going to experience something extraordinary through his life.

Jackson just led Harry to the gym.

The Dolcy Corporate had been engaging in science in the recent two years and they kept doing scientific experiment of P-One. And it was usual for them to work overtime. So Dolcie had built a gym for all staffs in the company for their fitness.

The gym was quite spacious with an area of about 200 square meters, which was equipped with all kinds of fitness machine, including treadmill and weight lifting machine.

But the gym was barely empty at this moment. Everyone in the company was busy with their own work except for Jackson and Harry. When they just arrived at the gym, Harry felt his own heart skip a beat. “Jackson, are you going to teach me combat skills now? Damn! Am I going to be a tough guy like you? Just beat those bad guys and save the beauty. That sounds freaking awesome!”

At the thought of that, Jackson couldn't help but release an evil and lustful smile. He was imagining the dream that he could fight against the bad guys to save the beauty when she was harassed by them. Harry laughed out loud, as if he had already seen all kinds of pretty girls waving hands to beckon him.

Jackson raised his eyebrows. Of course he could notice what was on Harry's mind.

Jackson had made up his mind to cultivate Harry as he was his disciple. Then, Jackson pointed to a machine not far from them.

“Harry, have you seen this kind of machine called punch tester?”

Harry was quite familiar with this machine, where there fixed a sandbag. And there would be a number shown on the screen of the machine when the sandbag was hit by a punch. The greater the number, the heavier the punch.

When Harry registered to be the staff of the Dolcy Corporate, he had tried to test his punch force once. He could only hit a punch of 50KG. And it should be above the average level in the gym.

Harry started to get excited when he saw Jackson stood up to have a try. He was looking forward to see the force of Jackson's punch.

He estimated that Jackson might hit a punch with 100 KG force, which should be double his.

Jackson exercised his wrist a bit and he came in front of the machine. He managed to muster his own strength and hit the sandbag all of a sudden.

His punch was so quick and strong that Harry felt like his own faced was scratched by a sharp knife, which shocked him.

Then a loud sound of the punch could be heard from the sandbag. The machine, which was firmly fixed on the ground, started to shake fiercely. It were for the fact that the machine was fixed with screws, it might be blown away by such a punch.

Then the number was shown on the screen. When Harry saw that number, he was completely stunned with his mouth wide open.

At the beginning, the number was 200KG.Then it mounted to 400Kg, and it still kept rising.

600KG!

800KG!

Then 1000KG!

The punch tester machine kept beeping with alarm. It could tell that the machine had reached its limit and the pointed had run to the ultimate. But the number of the punch force still kept mounting.

Boom! The screen went blank.

Harry gulped with shock. Looking at the broken screen, he was completely at lost.

Jackson just totally destroyed the machine. What the hell was that? Wait a second. Was Jackson the One Punch-Man in the real world? That was horrible.

How could it be possible that there was someone in the world could punch that horribly.

If he hit the punch on a man, would that guy be smashed into meat paste?

“Do you want to learn that?”

Jackson withdrew his hand. Looking at the shocked face of Harry, Jackson smiled.

Harry felt like out of breath with his face flushing with excitement. He knew that he had met the God in his life this time. It was so unreal. Harry knelt down in front of Jackson. Then he let out three loud kowtows for Jackson.

“I, Harry Cox, pledge to be your disciple. May Master Jackson long live forever!”

When hearing the half of Harry's praise, Jackson nodded slightly with consent. But he was totally rendered speechless when hearing the rest of his words.

“Come on, I am not an immortal God." Jackson thought to himself. Harry was so excited that he just blurted out those ridiculous words. When realizing that he just said something inappropriate, Harry slapped himself hard as punishment and continued, “I am sorry, master. I didn't mean that. I, Harry Cox, pledge to undergo all kinds of severe trials under the orders of master. No regret and shall forever stay in faith to die for my master.”

Harry made the pledge with sonorous and forceful tone. It was not only a simply apprentice acknowledgement ceremony, but also a promise between two men.

Jackson nodded casually, but his face became serious about it at the moment.

“Well, from now on, I have acknowledged that you are my disciple, though you are one with the worst skills among all my disciples.” “Actually I was not willing to make such acknowledgement, but it seemed that you are destined to meet me. Judging from the fact that you are also a kind-hearted person, I will accept your request to be one of my disciples.”

Harry was a bit stunned, “Master, I am not your only disciple?”

Jackson let out a mysterious smile. He had founded the Dragon Palace on his own and took control of countless powerful disciples including four Blazing Angels and twelve Seraphs. The number of his disciples had already exceeded tens of thousands.

Of course it was impossible that Harry was his only disciple. But if Harry got to know the real name of his master, he would be scared out of shit.

“You will know about me in the future. But I have three rules for my disciples. And you have to keep them all in your mind!"

Hearing that, Harry pricked up his ears to carefully listen to his words. “Number one, never turn back to the enemy. Number two, never do anything against justice. Number three, respect the elder and take care of kids. And you show be nice to your wife. Never retort her and do not resist even if you are beaten by your wife. Do you understand?”

Harry nodded. But when he heard the rule Number three, he was a bit surprised.

It was normal to be disciplined by the rules that he should respect the elder and take care of kids. But why should be scrupulously obedient to his wife? That was exactly a henpecked man, wasn't that?

Perhaps the rule Number three had something to do with the martial skills he was going to learn?00