Chapter 137: A Difficult Day

"Come on, fifty laps. ”

"Huh, fifty laps?"

In the face of Zhang Zhao's consternation, Zhang Yi did not have any explanation, and as soon as he beckoned, he let him go up the wall.

At this time, Zhang Zhao didn't know how many times he scolded him in his heart, he was here to participate in the Thirteenth Taibao, not to be abused here.

Although he thought so in his heart, he still went to the wall.

Since there was no longer any real qi in his body to mobilize, Zhang Zhao needed to use both hands to catch the gap in the wall this time to prevent himself from falling.

In this way, Zhang Zhao crawled on the wall like a gecko, and as time passed, it soon came to noon.

The sun was shining, Zhang Zhao's face was tired, and his new clothes were soaked with sweat, dripping down.

And Zhang Yi followed him on the side, constantly stimulating him with words, cursing that he was not worthy of his name, and he was not qualified to be the first person in the Aurora Martial Arts School.

In this way, Zhang Zhao spent four hours under the double destruction of his body and mind to complete the fifty laps.

"Okay, now start frog jumping, a hundred laps, go. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhao looked at Zhang Yi with a pleading face, and said, "Instructor, let me rest for a while, you see my hands, they are all blurred." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Zhao's hands, only to see that his hands had turned into a pair of bloody hands, and the ten fingers were even more bloody and blurry, and in some places he could even see the white bones.

"Okay, sit down and rest. ”

Zhang Zhao was like an amnesty, hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to exercise pranayama, who knows how this devil instructor will torture himself in the next half a day.

Taking advantage of the time of Zhang Zhaoyungong's pranayama, Zhang Yi also sat down.

"The 13th Taibao not only has to be physically strong, but more importantly, it has the willpower to refuse to give in. At the same time as physical training, your true qi will also be greatly consumed, the purpose is to let your body be hollowed out again and again, and you can recover it by yourself, and then your physical strength will not only be stronger than others, but also a great help to your cultivation. ”

Zhang Yi spoke word by word, while Zhang Zhao was engrossed in pranayama, wanting to recover a little bit of his true qi as much as possible, so that his next training would not be so uncomfortable.

"It's just the beginning, I'm going to teach you more military skills in the future, and when your physical strength and willpower satisfy me, we'll change from here to mountain training. When I'm satisfied with the training, I'll teach you some tracking and anti-tracking skills, as well as how to make judgments in special situations. Once you've mastered all the skills, you'll need to be taught strategic command and analysis of the situation. ”

At this time, Zhang Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at Zhang Yi in front of him, and asked, "Instructor, were you the same as me now?"

"Well, I have also experienced everything you have experienced today before, the Thirteen Taibao is an all-round talent, not only cultivating to be talented, but more importantly, knowing how to choose. And don't hate me too much, because the instructor who trained me back then was much more ruthless than I am now, so make you comfortable, that's my mistake, but I rarely make mistakes, let's start. In the end, Zhang Yi canceled Zhang Zhao's rest time and let him continue training.

"Ahh

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, a hundred laps of frog jumping, start. ”

In desperation, Zhang Zhao had no choice but to do so, he slowly squatted down with his hands behind his back, and jumped forward like a frog.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhao's physical strength could no longer support such a harsh training, and the muscles of his legs had been dissolved, and blood oozed through the pores, but he did not give up.

He didn't give up not because he refused to give up, but because he was used to such leaps, and at this time, he was like a wind-up puppet who wouldn't stop until he reached his goal.

At this time, Gu Qing, a first-grade martial arts teacher, came to the playground, he handed Zhang Yi a cigarette, looked at Zhang Zhao who was frogging in front of him, and said, "When will you finish? ”

Zhang Zhao has now become the first person in the Aurora Martial Arts School, and he did not choose which martial arts hall to intern in, and still stayed in the school, so the school also has to take on its own responsibilities, so he sent Gu Qing to personally teach Zhang Zhao to train every day.

Zhang Yi shook his head and said, "This is the third project, there are two more in the back, you can wait." ”

Hearing this, Gu Qing suddenly laughed and said, "I just can't stand such perverted training so I don't want to take the Thirteenth Taibao, I didn't expect this guy to be so stupid." ”

Zhang Yi glanced at Gu Qing on the side in surprise, he couldn't know more about this long-time friend, if he wanted to say that he had the ability to be the Thirteenth Taibao? That was definitely possible, but he was just lazy and used to it, and he couldn't bear this kind of physical and mental torture.

But as a friend, he didn't blame him, after all, everyone has their own ambitions, and practicing wholeheartedly is also a law of survival.

When Zhang Zhao only had the last lap left, Zhang Yi shouted: "Get up and sprint, turn back and sprint a hundred times." ”

"Ahh.......h

Zhang Zhao cursed weakly, and at the same time stood up and rushed forward.

It wasn't until five o'clock that Zhang Zhao finished the 100 turnaround runs.

Just when he thought he could finally rest, the worse part came.

"Push-ups, two hours, start. ”

At this time, Zhang Zhao, seeing that Zhang Yi's eyes were full of hatred, he couldn't wait to rush over and give him two punches, so that he could know that giving orders was not as simple as executing.

But then I thought that I might not be able to beat him, so I endured it, walked in front of Zhang Yi and Gu Qing, prostrated on the ground, and began to do push-ups.

Push-ups are simply trivial for people like Zhang Zhao who are close to 10,000 catties, but the difficulty is that this time it is not about quantity, but about time, and it will last for two hours to end.

At this time, Zhang Yi suddenly took out a half-meter-diameter weighing scale from the storage bag, and he put the weighing stone on Zhang Zhao's back. As soon as he put it on, Zhang Zhao was instantly pressed down, what kind of scale is this? This is clearly a mountain, feeling the weight behind it, at least 2,000 kilograms.

There was no way, Zhang Zhao had no choice but to carry the two thousand kilograms of scales on his back to continue this non-human devil training.

"It's dinner time, let's go eat. ”

At this time, Gu Qing saw that the time was six o'clock, so he invited Zhang Yi to dinner.