"Today's training content is leg training, 30 laps of weight-bearing running laps, 60 minutes for qualification, mental training each person to lift 1 kilogram of items, and the total weight of the team needs to reach 6 kilograms to qualify, 12 o'clock for lunch, 1 o'clock in the afternoon, 3 o'clock for group competition, 5 o'clock out of class, 6 o'clock to announce the results, now start free practice. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Teacher Zuo did not leave immediately after announcing the disbandment, but walked around to observe the behavior of the class, the so-called best talents in the grade. The members of the other groups, either alone or in partnership, began to move. Only the five people in the first group were still together, not knowing what they were talking about.

Teacher Zuo quietly wandered over to inquire about their secrets, but the timing was too good, and as soon as he shook over, the five of them dispersed. I started my training according to the tasks and order that I had just divided.

Liu Ye, Lin Qi and Lu Zichen went to try to run with weights, of course they didn't plan to go all out, so it was very exhausting to wait for the group test in the afternoon and they didn't have the strength to run. So you have to train strategically.

On the other side, Du Wei and Fang Zheyuan were conducting mental power training, finding a few bags of large and small sandbags to try to control them with mental power. Weighing the smallest sandbag, Du Wei placed it on the ground. Squatting on the ground, his eyes looked intently at this small sandbag, and he stretched out three strands of spiritual power to slowly hold up the small sandbag.

The small sandbag floated steadily in the air. Wherever Du Wei wanted it to go, it floated there and waited. Fang Zheyuan made a straight face and looked sharply at the other sandbag, and the sandbag went straight up without any surprise. Drifting to the level of sight, as soon as his eyes rolled, the sandbag rushed towards Du Wei's sandbag.

Du Wei and Fang Zheyuan stood opposite each other, each holding a sandbag and trying to press on the other's sandbag. However, the two sandbags seem to be alive, flexible and maneuvering, with strange angles, and they often reverse when one of them is already at a disadvantage.

The two of them held each other for a while, looked at each other and smiled, and another sandbag floated up beside them, which was much bigger than the one just now. Four sandbags spin and scuffle in mid-air.

"Aren't they a group, what are they doing?" said a classmate and a friend next to him.

"I don't know, it feels very subtle, and it shouldn't be theoretically" The little friend bit his finger, feeling very surprised.

"Ahem, don't train you to talk about what days here" Teacher Zuo detoured behind the students who were talking. Hearing the voice that suddenly sounded behind them, several people hurriedly dispersed, and each of them secretly claimed that their luck today was really bad. But why would the two of them do this?

Then according to the cat and the tiger, some students tried to use Du Wei and Fang Zheyuan to fight each other for training. The effect is unexpectedly good, the feeling of straightening the mental power and the brain running at high speed, very tiring but very refreshing. And afterwards, I obviously felt that my control of mental power had improved to a certain extent, although it was not obvious, but this improvement was felt.

Teacher Zuo looked at the classmates who had changed their training methods, and secretly said in his heart that he was not so stupid. See a good way to learn in time, and a good way to be willing to share instead of hiding. Such people will progress faster. Seeing that this group of little ghosts was quite satisfied, Mr. Zuo wandered around a few more times and went out.

This Fang Du Wei and Fang Zheyuan have already used three sandbags, and the total weight is no longer known. The two men were still in control of moving their punching bags. The sweat on the heads of the two men kept oozing out. The hair was already wet, but it was still holding on, and both of them knew that they had reached their limit but neither wanted to be the one who gave up first.

It's really, really hard to hold on. Du Wei gritted his teeth, secretly regretting that he had kicked an iron plate, and secretly worried that his strength was actually not so good. In fact, Fang Zheyuan was also on the verge of collapse, and he was about to lose his support. But when I think that Du Wei will definitely laugh at herself, I am not happy, I just don't want to be worse than her!

Suddenly, Du Wei's three sandbags fell from the sky, and Du Wei also sat on the ground with his eyes closed. Du Wei felt that his spiritual power was like some kind of elixir, and he was still struggling in pain to die or live a second ago, and this second was like being warm and soft in his mother's womb.

The brain domain of the spiritual power existence fluctuated with bursts of coolness, and Du Wei felt this fluctuation that would not last too long. I didn't expect the mental power level to be promoted. Du Ying's mouth is almost to the root of his ear.

Fang Zheyuan was also worried about whether something had happened to Du Jing, and secretly regretted that he shouldn't have fought so hard, so what could he do with the other party, and he wouldn't be like this now. The other three next to him saw that the situation was not good, so they put down the process of training and rushed over to ask what was going on.

A few people saw Du Jing who was still smirking with his eyes closed, and at a glance, they knew that this girl's spiritual power had been promoted! People are more popular than death, and Fang Zheyuan, who was still a little guilty just now, regretted that he was still worried about her just now.

Don't worry about this at all, I'm still worried about my little cake. Don't let some guys steal it and eat it.

Du Wei opened his eyes and felt his current ability, which is probably a small realm improvement, otherwise he would not have recovered in such a short time. The spiritual power in the body does seem to be a little stronger than before.

Du Wei looked at the iceberg face and felt that although the other party always had a dead face that made people look unpleasant, he didn't care about the points he had made to improve his realm this time. At most, I will take two small cakes as a small compensation for my injury and "fainting", I am simply too kind.

The two decided to try again using the previous method, but no matter how much Du Wei oppressed Fang Zheyuan, he didn't have the same good promotion as Du Jing. Several times to the critical point, after trying a few times, Fang Zheyuan gave up his eagerness to try and want to advance. As the saying goes, if you don't do it too much, you can't do it quickly. Fang Zheyuan thought that he should let it go first.

The first training of several people was completed, and the tasks were exchanged, Du Wei joined the running place, and Lu Zichen replaced Du Wei and Fang Zheyuan for mental training. Fang Zheyuan, who was suppressed due to Du Jing's promotion, was very aggrieved, and when he saw that he had changed to a small partner, his fighting spirit came up again.

However, it is useless, Lu Zichen is not a soft persimmon, the two are not up and down, but Fang Zheyuan has learned more flexibly under the suppression of Du Wei just now. The sparring with Lu Zichen obviously has room for performance.

The more Lu Zichen and Fang Zheyuan practiced, the brighter their eyes became. If it weren't for Fang Zheyuan's paralyzed face, and he knew that Lu Zichen had a normal sexual orientation. I guess there should be a little scared expression on my face.