In the early morning, clouds and mist surround the sun, and the sun slowly rises from the east, and the gentle light shines on the earth. The hazy clouds gradually dissipated in the sunlight, and small huts gradually appeared in the mountains. The river not far from the hut was flooded with silvery white light in the morning light, and the silver light swayed with the waves. Yang Yi and the others meditated and cultivated in this silver light, breathing the breath of early morning birth.

The clouds and mist dissipated, the sun hung high in the sky, and the light at this time was no longer gentle, and the light of the flames was scattered on the faces of the two people.

Yang Yi and the others gradually opened their hazy eyes and looked at the glistening silver stream. Suddenly, a leisurely fragrance fell into the noses of the two of them. The two of them looked back, and it turned out that Qin Zheng was already roasting fragrant fish on the fire rack.

Qin Zheng saw that the two of them had woken up, and beckoned to the two. The two of them quickly came to the grilled fish, grabbed the grilled fish and feasted on it.

"Eat your fill. Qin Zheng looked at the two of them with a sly smile on his face.

"Well, I'm full. The two replied in unison.

"Okay, let's get started. Qin Zheng stood up and said.

Yang Yi and the others ran slowly by the stream with heavy knives and guns on their backs, and within a quarter of an hour, Xiang Haoyu was already panting. On the other hand, Yang Yi continued as if nothing happened, after all, he had such training before.

Half an hour later, Xiang Haoyu stopped, untied the spear on his back, stuck it upside down on the ground, held the barrel of the gun, panting, and he was about to collapse at this time. Even Yang Yi, who was not far away, was panting and running slowly.

"Haoyu, who let you rest, who let you put your spear on the ground, hurry up and get me up, have you forgotten what I said yesterday. Qin Zheng shouted loudly.

"Uncle, I really don't have the strength, just spare me. "Ask Haoyu for mercy.

"Don't give me so much nonsense, hurry up and get me up, you look at Yi'er, you look at yourself. Qin Zheng pointed to Yang Yi not far away.

"Uncle, you can't be like this, how can I compare with Xiao Yi, he is a physical cultivator, this is his strength. Xiang Haoyu quibbled.

"I know, but do you know that his knife weighs several times as much as yours? Qin Zheng pulled him up and re-tied the spear on the ground to his back.

"Okay, I admit it. Xiang Haoyu gritted his teeth and acquiesced inwardly.

Just as Xiang Haoyu was about to run forward, Qin Zheng grabbed him and reminded: "Haoyu, you have to pay attention to adjusting your breathing, maintain an even breathing rate and the frequency of body movement, try to save your physical strength, don't rush blindly, run blindly, this will only make you more tired." ”

"Got it, uncle, let go of me, Xiao Yi has run away, I don't want to be left too far behind by him. Xiang Haoyu looked at the figure that was gradually moving away and said anxiously.

"Whew, whew, whew. ”

There were gasps of different frequencies beside the quiet stream, and the two of them ran in the hot sun, no, they should say walking. At this time, Yang Yi was already sweating profusely, sweating profusely, and he didn't know how much sweat he had shed, only that he would stop and drink cool and delicious stream water when he was thirsty.

"Knock"

Xiang Haoyu sat on the ground, panting and lying quietly on the ground, slowly closing his eyes, at this time he didn't even have the strength to speak. Qin Zheng, who was not far away, also knew that he had reached his limit, and he no longer urged him.

Time is slowly passing away like this, Yang Yi's consciousness has gradually blurred now, and at this time he can no longer be described as walking, but moving.

Qin Zheng saw that he had also reached his limit, so he walked up to him and said worriedly: "Yi'er, it's okay, let's take a rest." ”

Yang Yi glanced at him and continued to move. It's not that he doesn't want to speak, it's that he doesn't have the strength to speak anymore. Xiang Haoyu, who was still resting, saw that Yang Yi was still insisting, and suddenly felt that he still had some strength left and should continue, so he got up and continued to maintain a running posture and continued to move.

Two hours later, Qin Zheng stopped the two people who were still going on to stop and rest. When Xiang Haoyu heard that the time was up, he immediately lay on the ground.

On the other hand, Yang Yi was still continuing, not that he didn't want to stop, but that his consciousness had become blurred, and he hadn't heard Qin Zheng's words at all.

Xiang Haoyu saw that Yang Yi was still continuing, and a sentence of "monster" suddenly burst out in his heart, and then he closed his eyes and cherished this short rest. Seeing this, Qin Zheng hurriedly ran to his side, patted him on the shoulder, and told him to stop.

Yang Yi, who stopped, did not immediately sit on the ground or lie on the ground, but stood in place and slowly adjusted his breathing and relieved his physical fatigue, and finally chose to sit down and rest and adjust.

At this time, Qin Zheng was very pleased, and the performance of the two of them had far exceeded his expectations. Yang Yi, in particular, is very strong-willed, which he can't imagine.

The rest time is always short, the two of them finished lunch, rested for a while, and began to train in the afternoon, with the foundation of running in the morning, plus the time is relatively short, the two of them easily completed the task of running in the afternoon. Especially Xiang Haoyu, with the experience of the morning, he has already preliminarily mastered the way Qin Zheng said.

"You've finished your warm-ups, so let's start practicing the knife and gun scores I gave you. Qin Zheng looked at the two people who were sweating profusely and said with relief.

"What, uncle, the running just now can only be regarded as a warm-up exercise, this is too good to warm up, I'm almost overdrawn. Xiang Haoyu complained.

"What, have an opinion?" Qin Zheng asked aggressively with a slight increase in volume.

"No, no, no, how dare I have an opinion. Xiang Haoyu saw that the situation was not good, and quickly corrected his attitude.

"It's okay if you don't have an opinion, then hurry up and practice, why are you standing here, take the wind." Qin Zheng pursed his lips and roared.

Xiang Haoyu dared to stay longer, and hurriedly ran to practice the gun not far away.

Yang Yi took out the sword spectrum given by Qin Zheng this morning, looked at it carefully, and found that the entire knife spectrum was the most basic move, and there was no skill to speak of. The whole knife book is divided into eight parts, commonly known as the eight methods in the knife: sweeping, splitting, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, and sudden.

Yang Yi danced according to the requirements in the book, and found that it was difficult for him to control the knife in his hand at all. Because the knife was too heavy, coupled with the lack of physical strength, he couldn't dance a few times, let alone complete all his moves.

Yang Yi turned to look at Xiang Haoyu who was not far away, and found that he was also in this situation. But what made him happy was that Xiang Haoyu could only dance three times, while he could dance five times.

Qin Zheng looked at the two of them dancing with knives and guns, and laughed happily. This reminded him of the scene when he cultivated as a child, and it was a bitter tear to say it.

"How can you practice like this, look at your cowardice, can you give me a little more serious. Qin Zhengwang's two people who couldn't do it joked.

"Uncle, it's not that we don't take it seriously, it's that this knife doesn't listen to me at all. Yang Yi said aggrievedly.

"You can't come like this, you can't be flexible, who told you to come from beginning to end. Qin Zheng said with a smile.

Xiang Haoyu was unconvinced when he heard him say it so easily, and asked, "Uncle, then how do you say we should practice." ”

"So, you two choose a move, practice it a thousand times, and then change to the others. But you also have to practice each move a thousand times, and that's your task this afternoon. Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them with a smile.

"I heard you right, a thousand times per move, the gun is so heavy, how can you do it today. Xiang Haoyu suddenly began to complain.

"Yes, uncle, it's too much. Yang Yi also agreed.

"It's okay, I can't finish it today, I owe it first, and I'll pay it back tomorrow. If it doesn't work tomorrow, continue to owe me until it's enough, and I'm not in a hurry anyway. Qin Zheng spread his hands and put on an indifferent look.

"Oh, God, spare me. Xiang Haoyu roared to the sky.

Seeing this, Yang Yi could only accept it silently and continued to wave indifferently.

The painful two hours passed really slowly, and for the two people who were still silently counting, it could be said that the degree was like the sun. Not to mention a thousand times, not even five hundred times. The two dragged their tired bodies and ate a sumptuous dinner, looking forward to bathing later.

"Uncle, aren't you going to take a bath later, is it to relieve us? Yang Yi asked expectantly with his heavy and trembling right hand holding the dish.

"Yes, uncle, I can't sit still. Xiang Haoyu also happily agreed.

Qin Zheng looked at the two people with anticipation on their faces, smiled mysteriously, and replied mysteriously: "Guess." ”

Yang Yi and the others looked at Qin Zheng's devilish smile, trembling all over, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.