After the initial adaptation, the conveners of the Huaxia Military Academy from all walks of life began their training.

The first class of Longshen is composed of children of the family, and they do not participate in these simplest trainings, for them, these trainings are no different from children's play, but for those students of the second class of Longshen who have never received systematic training, getting up five kilometers early is a problem first, and this is only the beginning of a day of training.

Mo Hanyan didn't tell Mo Shenglong what happened in front of the restaurant that day, she knew that Ling Zijie must have a secret, if she told Mo Shenglong what happened that day, even if she didn't mention Ling Zijie's use of flying needles to hit acupoints, Mo Shenglong would definitely be able to find out, in order to avoid those unnecessary troubles, she simply kept silent.

Like him, Ouyang Wenhua was startled after he limped back to the dormitory that day, Ouyang Wenxuan was startled, thinking that he had gone to the Mo family to find trouble again, and only after seeing the wound on his leg did he breathe a sigh of relief, it was a wound caused by a flying needle, and it should be an acupoint, such a wound obviously has nothing to do with the Mo family.

"What's going on? How could you fight with the people of the Tang family? Ouyang Wenxuan glanced at Ouyang Wenhua's wound and frowned, but he didn't worry too much, the strength of the Tang family was worse than that of the Ouyang family, so he shouldn't have the courage to take the initiative to provoke, this wound was afraid that Ouyang Wenhua would shoot at others first.

Ouyang Wenhua didn't speak with a gloomy face, he had been thinking about what Murong Feng said, although he said that he could handle it, but after all, that kid used the skills of the pure Tang family, if he said that it had nothing to do with the Tang family, he would not easily believe it, now a Mo family makes it difficult for him, if he adds the Tang family, he is afraid that he will not be able to repay this revenge.

"Speak!" Ouyang Wenxuan's eyebrows stood up, waiting for Ouyang Wenhua who was sitting in a daze on the chair, this kid had been here for just two days and had been causing trouble everywhere, which made him very angry.

"It's okay, it's just that the skills are not as good as others." Ouyang Wenhua said a word, turned around and went into the bathroom to start treating the wound, leaving Ouyang Wenxuan stunned and standing in place.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Wenhua may be in a bad mood today, don't be surprised, I'll persuade him later." Ouyang Wendong stepped forward and said to Ouyang Wenxuan, he was the youngest of the three, but he was much calmer than these two.

"Really, it's getting more and more unruly." Ouyang Wenxuan looked at the bathroom door and said angrily, turned around and came to the bed to practice cross-legged, and waited for Ouyang Wenhua to come out and ignored him.

"Don't ask, you can also cultivate well, I'll go out." Ouyang Wenhua came out of the bathroom, saw Ouyang Wendong about to speak, waved his hand and said a word to him, picked up the clothes on the shelf and turned around and walked out.

Ouyang Wenhua's actions in the past few days are very secretive, he doesn't see him cultivating all day, most of the time he wanders around the Huaxia Military Academy, but he doesn't continue to look for trouble with Mo Hanyan and Ling Zijie, just often observes the training of those Dragon God Second Class from a distance.

To be honest, those trainings are very simple in his opinion, and the help for improving their own strength is limited, such a short period of concentrated training, for improving physical fitness, in fact, it is not much help, I don't know why the bald head wants those rookies who don't know anything to carry out these meaningless training.

And these training that Ouyang Wenhua thought was meaningless, in the eyes of those rookies in the second class of the Dragon God, it was the beginning of them becoming stronger, they had no complaints or resentment, they only knew that since they chose to stay, they should train well, just like the madman surnamed Ling.

The madman surnamed Ling is naturally Ling Zijie, after he came back that night, he thought a lot, about Lao Wang, about the Tang family, about the convening of the country, about the Dragon God Academy, he knew that there must be a very important reason behind this, but he couldn't think clearly, what he could figure out now was the gap between him and those children of the family.

I thought that my strength had been greatly improved after cultivating the Tianyuan Jue, but after facing Ouyang Wenhua, he knew what kind of strength those children of the family had.

He is at a disadvantage in terms of speed and strength, and he can only barely win by relying on skills such as flying needles and punching holes, and this opponent who makes him feel very tricky can't walk in front of Mo Shenglong, and he was thrown out by that guy with one move, what will be the consequences if he faces Mo Shenglong?

Don't think about it, he knows the consequences very well, so in the past few days, he has begun to train frantically with these other students of the second class of the Dragon God, even if it is these simple trainings that he has been very familiar with since he was a child, he is extremely serious.

"Damn, is that kid still human?" A student was panting and running, not far in front of him, it was Ling Zijie who passed him for the second time, and the figure of the kid was still not tired, and he was running forward at high speed.

"Don't compare with him, don't treat him as a person, that kid trains several times more than us every day, I really don't know how he did it?" The other boy was sweating profusely, and after raising his hand to wipe it, he said a word to his complaining companion, and the two continued to run forward in silence.

Ling Zijie's practice in the past two days is indeed very exciting for these guys, but this is not what Ling Zijie deliberately wants to do, the pressure of the children of the family on him makes him truly realize his own shortcomings, if what Zhang Qiang said is true, then if he and the people around him want to play their role in the future, these most basic training must not be relaxed.

You know, even the training system in your own hands was to train your strength and reaction speed at the beginning.

He has to complete at least three times the amount of training in other academies every day, and what others don't know is that when he is doing these trainings, he has heavy lead tied to his arms and calves, no way, with his current physical fitness, even if it is several times the training amount of others, it will not help him much, so he specially found these things from Zhang Qiang.

"All strength comes from oneself, a strong body can support more powerful strength, there are no shortcuts and no luck, if you want to become a real super soldier, you must go through these painful processes." This is what Hatsune's girl had said to him in the training space, but now he is telling himself over and over again.

"The training space has helped me a lot, but now that the energy is insufficient, I can't open it yet, the cultivation of Tianyuan Jue must not be slack, a large part of the strength of those children of the family is because of the strength of their cultivation since childhood, if you want to catch up with their footsteps, you must work harder than them." As he ran, he had these things in his head.

Since the training space cannot be opened now, you can only strengthen yourself with this most basic training method.

Returning to the starting point for the third time, the other students also almost completed the five-kilometer morning run, and Ling Zijie followed the others to the second training site, the extreme obstacle run.

These are the training grounds for military cadets, especially those of the marine cadets, and now the students are on vacation, they are used by them, but the equipment of these venues should have been replaced by Zhang Qiang, and the difficulty of the obstacles is much more difficult than the obstacles during the training of the cadets.

Next to the venue, Zhang Qiang stood with another instructor, who would keep an eye on the training of the students every day, and if anyone was lazy or slack, they would be punished very severely, although not as brutal as the first day, but almost the same.

Zhang Qiang had a satisfied look in his eyes, in the past few days, these rookies who seemed to him to be absolutely unable to hold on to it had actually supported themselves under the leadership of Ling Zijie, which surprised him.

"Dragon God second class lined up!" The instructor next to him gave an order, his voice was full of sternness, although these students were already good in Zhang Qiang's eyes, but in front of this instructor who specializes in training new abilities, he was still very dissatisfied.

Although these students who were already very tired did not say a word, they quickly assembled, although they were still out of breath, but everyone held their heads high, which was very different from when they first came.

"One-kilometer obstacle run, carried out in groups of three, those who can't complete it in five minutes, will double the amount of training tomorrow!" The instructor said in a cold voice, raised his hand to hold the stopwatch and said, "Let's go!" ”

The training is going on every day, and the motley army in the eyes of these children of the family is quietly changing, no longer the chaos when they first came, and is slowly becoming stronger.

In the distance, on the rooftop of a teaching building, Ouyang Wenhua, who was watching all this coldly, turned around and left without any expression on his face, although Ling Zijie was much better than others in training, but in his eyes, it was nothing, the reason why he came here every day to observe that kid was to know if that kid had anything to do with the Tang family.

When he walked off the rooftop and came out of the teaching building, Murong Feng was leaning against a tree and smoking.

"What? Brother Wenhua still doesn't believe me? Slowly exhaling the smoke from his mouth, Murong Feng smiled and looked at Ouyang Wenhua, who had just walked out of the teaching building.

"What I do has nothing to do with you." Ouyang Wenhua said lightly, and was about to turn around and leave, but saw another person walking out of Murong Feng's back.

That person was about the same age as Murong Feng, and his appearance was somewhat similar, although he looked ordinary, the moment he appeared, Ouyang Wenhua quickly tensed his nerves, and that guy gave him the feeling that he was even stronger than Mo Shenglong, who overturned himself with one move that day.

"Who is this senior brother?" He stopped and looked warily at the young man who had just appeared, but in a polite tone.

The young man smiled at him and didn't speak, and Murong Feng next to him opened his mouth to introduce him.

"Brother Wenhua, this is my senior brother, Murong Haiya, I believe you should have heard of it." Murong Feng smiled, with a hint of banter on his face.

"Murong Sea Cliff!" Ouyang Wenhua was stunned, he had not only heard of this name, but also heard it from his senior brother, and naturally it had a very profound impact.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Murong Haiya of the Murong family." Ouyang Wenhua hugged his hands, bowed down and spoke, he didn't dare to be rude to this strong man of the same level as his senior brother.

Murong Haiya smiled, turned his head to look at Murong Feng beside him, and said to Ouyang Wenhua: "Senior brother doesn't need to be polite, since we are all children of the family, there is no need to stick to these vulgar etiquette." ”

As he spoke, Murong Haiya took a few steps forward and patted Ouyang Wenhua's arm, making him straighten up.

"I know, you're curious about why I'm here, right?" Murong Haiya looked at Ouyang Wenhua and said with a smile, and without waiting for Ouyang Wenhua to answer, he continued.

"I asked Xiao Feng to bring me to you, in fact, I wanted to ask you to do me a favor."

"Help?" Ouyang Wenhua was stunned, with Murong Haiya's strength, how could he need to help himself? What's more, I don't know him at all.

"Yes, a small favor." Murong Haiya smiled and nodded.