After a test, Xue Lang got the answer he wanted.

With a weight of 50 kilograms, it is not difficult to defeat 20 elites with bare hands, and it takes no more than five minutes, or because the team members are wearing protective gear and cannot hurt anyone.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that the speed had nearly doubled compared to before, and the strength had also nearly doubled, surpassing the limits of the human body.

The players will be even more shocked.

Their feeling is that the instructor moves, and he looks like a ghost in broad daylight, and even with a phantom, he punches, and obviously reacts to block and dodge, but he sees his fist smashing on the chest protector.

The strength is even more amazing, even if he is wearing the thickest sparring protective gear, he is still surging with blood and suffocating in his chest. If it weren't for the strength of the body, I am afraid that even if there is protective gear, it will be injured.

Xue Lang glanced at most of the team members who were standing with their chests up, smiled and said, "Now, you already know if you are very strong, next, I will teach you how to become stronger!" ”

The team members stood up straight in an instant, but no one shouted, they were all old birds, knowing that shouting was to increase momentum, but not strength.

Xue Lang looked around again and ordered, "Everyone has it!" Take off your protective gear and put on your jacket and pants! ”

"Yes!"

Although everyone didn't put on cotton jackets and cotton pants, Du Lisuo took the order and quickly put on the cold cotton jackets and cotton pants, and in less than five minutes, the team was assembled.

Xue Lang stood in the slight cold wind, only wearing a sweater and pants, but his body was straight.

After all the team members have stood up, the professor of the dragon palm begins.

These team members, including the Snow Wolf Elite Squad, had taught them the basics as early as the beginning when Xue Lang had fully mastered the Dragon Palm.

This will only be a deepening and telling the essence.

Although the team members can't see the effect for a short time, there is a little benefit, that is, they can sort out the meridians, so that the qi and blood can run more smoothly, and reach a certain level, that is, after a few months of practice, the movements of the technique can be quickly improved and the reaction can be quickly improved.

Even if it can't reach Xiaocheng, it is also helpful for fighting, and it can weaken the effect of external qi in the body, even if it meets a master, it is the same as when Xue Lang was injured by Guo Tai and Nalan Mountain, it will win time for treatment, and it will not leave a lifelong root of disease.

Two hours later, all the team members memorized the moves they learned, that is, the real moves of You Longzhang, and the way of standing on the pile of You Longjin.

At the end of the teaching, Xue Lang carried fifty kilograms and went straight to another training venue two kilometers away.

There, there is a flat terrain, overgrown with oak trees the size of soup bowls.

The team members cleared trees that were too close to each other and tied sandbags filled with river sand to the trunks of the trees to practice their fists and feet to resist blows.

There is also wood on the trunk of the tree, and real sandbags are hung, all of which are mixed with sawdust, which is much harder than ordinary sandbags.

Xue Lang arrived and began to train frantically.

With only strips of cloth wrapped around their hands, they kept moving from tree to tree, banging on the sandbags on the trunks.

At the same time, he also came to a conclusion that speed and strength cannot be coordinated, and the physical strength is far from enough, so it is necessary to adapt as soon as possible.

The banging sound was endless, and Xue Lang's figure gradually blurred, and the speed became faster and faster.

Punches, slashes, kicks, knees, elbows, everything, sometimes soaring into the air, volleying and kicking.

With a thud, the trunk of the tree that had been hit shook violently, knocking off the dead branches on the trunk, and in just a few minutes, the ground was covered with a layer.

This will, if anyone sees it, it will definitely be shocked.

This is the picture only a master in a martial arts movie.

And Xue Lang, when he reached the realm of Xiaocheng, in fact, he was already the kind of legendary master that everyone identified. Although he doesn't fly off the wall, the breakthrough of his body's limits has made him far more than most people.

He practiced hard here, and the players were even more crazy.

After they were completely familiar with the newly learned routines, they all took off their cotton jackets and pants, wore sweaters and trousers, put on training uniforms, and put on weight-bearing clothes.

Although you can't carry 50 kilograms like an instructor, you can still be flexible, but 30 kilograms is still no problem.

When it was time for lunch, everyone was exhausted, even Xue Lang.

Returning to the snow kiln, Xue Lang sat by the charcoal fire, pondering in his mind while eating.

The team's dragon strength will not have a big effect at all, and the time is too short.

I started practicing when I was a few years old, and I have been practicing for more than ten years, although I am not so desperate, but after all, I have accumulated there.

You can't just rely on Youlongjin......

Xue Lang's eyes were empty, and at the moment when Cheng Weiguo personally led the team to transport back meat and vegetables and other supplies, and drilled into his snow kiln, he didn't wait for Cheng Weiguo to speak, and said first: "Brother Cheng, you contact your big leader and send a batch of high-quality Tang Hengdao by head, asking for 2.5 kilograms, if you don't have it, you can ask Brother Jin for it, but there is no one with him, and it tastes a little bit of fate." ”

"Tang Dao?"

Cheng Weiguo paused, and immediately understood that Xue Lang was going to teach sword techniques.

He didn't care who he asked, but he was immediately overjoyed.

Although the army has a set of fighting routines for sapper shovels, it is not a cold weapon after all, and it is too simple, only chopping and slashing, and it is okay to fight on the battlefield, but it is weaker to fight with cold weapons.

As soon as he took out his satellite phone and was about to make a call, Xue Lang raised his hand to stop him and said, "Brother Cheng, in addition, a batch of Tang knife blanks will be made according to the head, and the weight will be six kilograms, and the steel mouth cannot be bad." ”

"Six kilograms? Are you a stick?! ”

Cheng Weiguo didn't understand why he was so heavy.

Xue Lang smiled and said: "Brother Cheng, if you are not worried that the blade will have to be widened if it is too heavy, which will affect the feeling in the future, it should be ten kilograms, these rookies are not powerless, they are too light, and the effect is slow." ”

"Okay......"

Cheng Weiguo didn't understand very much, and saw that there was no more request, so he called directly.

Xue Lang considered that it would take at least one or two years for the effect of the dragon palm to see some slight effects, and for those who were used immediately, it was a little far away from quenching their thirst, so he decided to pass on the mad demon slash to these team members.

Moreover, the mad demon slash is the evolution of battlefield fighting, for soldiers who are used to going straight, it is faster to get started, and in two months, they will definitely be able to have a certain combat effectiveness.

Xue Lang didn't care about the result, and didn't ask again when he heard the other side say that it would be shipped in two days.

After discussing with Brother Cheng about the additional items and site tidying up for the training, he put on a weight-bearing suit and went straight to the training site with a Tang knife on his back to continue piling.

In the afternoon, even if Xue Lang was only wearing a single coat in the end, he was still sweaty, covered in frost, steaming hot.

That's when he discovered a special place, and he was hardy.

This must have something to do with the small strength of the spirit.

At night, Xue Lang sat alone by the charcoal fire, and then poured out time to see what changes the Bloodstreaked Lang Human Sword Grandfathers had made.

Seeing the two iron rings behind the handle gauntlet, after a little pondering, I figured out that these two iron rings were directly put into the fingers, and one point was untied to the live buckle, and those filaments were not wound around the handle, but only one end was fixed, and the rest was a live buckle, which could be opened directly.

The space in the snow kiln was small, Xue Lang didn't dare to try, but according to what his grandfather taught, put on gloves, untie them, tie them, and go back and forth more than a dozen times.

Putting away the knife, Xue Lang sat on the bed, and quickly entered the cultivation state, cultivating the Mixed Yuan Gong.

This night, in the snow kiln, two logistics soldiers took turns to guard the charcoal fire to ensure that the temperature in the snow kiln would not be the same as outside. The same is true for other snow kilns, all of which are logistics soldiers on duty to watch the fire, otherwise, it is impossible for the tired team members to refuel the charcoal fire.

Before dawn, Xue Lang woke up slowly, moved, carried the Tang knife and left the snow kiln directly, put on a weight-bearing suit, dragged a wood more than five meters long, carried a rope, and dragged it straight to the outside of the training ground.

This is to exercise the physical strength of the team members, dragging wood in the snow, can maximize the mobilization of the whole body muscles, especially the legs and waist.

He had just disappeared into the still dark forest, and the team members in the snow kiln also came out one after another, clothed in the orders of their respective captains, and went straight to the valley training ground to start running with weights.

Xue Lang spent the morning with the team every day, and went to pile driving alone in the afternoon.

On the third day, the blanks and knives made according to the Tang knife were in place.

At first, Xue Lang would not let the team members use the knife blank directly, and he had already asked the logistics soldiers to make enough Tang knives out of wood the next day.

If you are not even familiar with the routines, how to strengthen your training? It's just a delay. Therefore, this set of knife techniques is limited to being proficient in all routines within half a month, and it is only qualified if it can be skillfully performed.

And the dragon palm and the mad demon slash, in this half month, are the subjects that the team members practice every day. Shooting, tactical action training, all suspended, except for physical training, these are the two items.

The team members are not rookies, and it is not the first time to come into contact with the ancient martial arts routines of cold weapons, Brother Da Kui has already taught them some martial arts routines and weapon routines, and it is not difficult to learn, and they are very quick to get started.

But when they picked up the knife blank prepared for them half a month later, they knew what madness was.

Xue Lang personally led the team, uninterrupted every morning, in front of the queue, he also carried a six-kilogram Tang knife, his figure was almost illusory, and he performed the mad demon slash over and over again.

Flashing and moving, moving like a rabbit, like crazy, so that the team members couldn't care about sweating profusely, and desperately followed all the routines until they lost their strength.

They knew that the captain's weight was twice as heavy as theirs, and it would already be sixty kilograms, and that's it, it was still not for them to compete with, so they naturally chased desperately.

Tonghai, this will have long lost the arrogance before, among the team members, his strength has improved the fastest, but unfortunately, it is still not a little worse than Xue Lang, at most he can support it for a minute or two under Zhang Ming's hands.

The madness of training made those logistics fighters look straight at it.

In the training ground, there is no ** shouting, there is no voice of the old bird teaching the rookie in the past, no one urges, as long as the order is given, it is all desperate training, and it is spontaneous.

This is the effect of Xue Lang's previous test.

They don't know the gap, they don't have a goal, and no matter how much you move, you can't get everyone to do their best.

Once knocked down, everyone saw what a strong person is, saw the gap, and knew that they were far from being qualified without the instructor's blow