Chapter 10 Only Persistence

Xing Yishan stood aside and didn't speak, after a long time, as if he had made a decision, he looked at Nameless and Phantom Wind carefully, these two guys made a very deep impression on him, and he was both unhappy and admired. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It's been an hour, and after four hours of training, you can rest, I think you're tired too, but some training is compulsory, it depends on whether you use your physical strength to attend the class, or use your life to fill it?" Xing Yishan said in a dull voice.

Hearing that they would continue to train for four hours, everyone panicked, and they hid and shivered together, and pushed the last arrived Sura to the front, and separated Xing Yishan from the boss in the middle, for fear of being pulled over to do something strange, eleven people looked at Xing Yishan together, their eyes were full of fear, which means, big brother, can't you see that we are already very tired? Do you really want to train us to death?

Xing Yishan pulled out a slender whip out of nowhere, and looked at the group of little guys with a strange face.

"Ahh We either want to be lazy, or we want to rest more......" Sura who was at the front was the most panicked in her heart, this whip came down, how could you have to open the skin and flesh, if the bleeding was too much and couldn't stop, wouldn't it be very cost-effective to hang up like this, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was not worth it, and I was the first to stand up.

"What else do you need to do in the remaining four hours of Instructor Xing, hurry up."

"Okay, good, in that case, I won't talk nonsense." Take out eleven sets of camouflage uniforms from the space chip on your fingers, and throw one set at each of them: "Wear it, this suit is very suitable on Planet Morma, but it does not mean that it will alleviate your pain." ā€

Everyone looked at each other, and no longer hesitated, and put their hands and feet on their bodies neatly, especially the three girls, this group of old men directly took off only a pair of pants, and then put on camouflage uniforms, but they couldn't, so they had to put their clothes and pants on their bodies, which were not only bloated but even more uncomfortable.

After seeing that everyone was dressed, he took out eleven backpacks from the space chip and threw them at everyone's feet.

"The first to arrive just now were the two newcomers, and they should have the best physique, so the backpacks of the two of you are twenty kilograms, and the rest of you are fifteen kilograms." Xing Yishan said casually.

"You?" Just as Nameless was about to angrily refuse this unfair treatment, he was held down by the phantom wind and shook his head at him.

"This is not the slightest disadvantage to us, don't be too excited, maybe you will thank this Instructor Xing in the future." Phantom Wind doesn't know why, since he decided to join this cosmic class, the whole person is like a different person, if it weren't for the namelessness and still be able to feel the Phantom Wind's friendship for him, I'm afraid that he would have long suspected when Phantom Wind was brainwashed.

"Put your backpack on your back, hurry, and go to the smooth rock face across the lake."

Everyone looked in the direction of Xing Yishan's finger, and it was a stone with a smooth surface like a mirror, and the clearly visible air was repeatedly 'tortured' and appeared wavy.

"Two hours, stand up, I'll be here with you, if anyone falls, the whip in my hand will tell you the pleasure of being burned, you can not believe it at all, I want to see your expression at that time, I think you will like it too." The more Xing Yishan spoke, the more excited she became, and she subconsciously licked her lips.

Everyone was a shiverer, feeling the cold for the first time in this scorching sun.

There was only a distance of a few tens of meters, and they had to walk for ten minutes, and the backpack on their backs was like countless shot put, and every step was unbearable.

"Stand up straight, don't bend over, don't bend down, there will be a next time, I will never be polite." Xing Yishan walked back and forth with a whip, watching everyone's movements very sternly.

"Smack." The whip slammed into the flesh, and a streak of blood gradually widened on his face, then trickled down, and in just a moment it stopped bleeding and became scarred.

Goode touched the blood on his face, still a little dazed, the loud thrashing sound shocked everyone present, and after about a few seconds, everyone heard a cry of pain, who else but Goode was this terrible scream? Everyone gasped and straightened their already somewhat curved spines a lot, and beads of sweat rolled down the sides of their cheeks, but they didn't dare to wipe them.

Xing Yishan shouted loudly: "Do you think that one whip is not enough, if this is the case, you can continue to scream, I will see how many whips you can bear!" ā€

Goode knew more about the pain than anyone else, and the intense pain was more memorable than the impact on his crotch.

When the silence comes, the breeze on the planet of Morma carries an unbearable temperature, blowing on the body like a soldering iron in the hand, uncomfortable in the heart.

Xing Yishan's bronzed muscles were even more explosive under the flames, and Nameless secretly glanced at it a few times, and he felt a little comforted in his heart, he and the others had just begun, and the pain that this Xing Instructor might have endured at the beginning was even worse than what we may have now.

The faces of the eleven people were different, the most stable and ordinary was the phantom wind, then the tenacious nameless, and the gritted teeth of Bruce's stupid girl, and finally Sura's death.

And Gude, who was whipped down, felt that he couldn't hold on, but he couldn't let himself give up.

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"Okay, it's two hours coming, yes, you can rest, you can go to the lake to drink water, but don't put down the heavy backpack on your back, as long as you put it down and I see it, add five kilograms to it." The harsh words floated in the scorching air with an unquestionable and irrefutable tone.

Sulla, who was putting her hand on the shoulder strap of her backpack and was about to put it down, stiffened there when she heard this, then frowned, and put down her hands helplessly, like a snail with a shell on her back, crawling forward close to the lake.

At this moment, everyone had a grudge against this Instructor Xing in their hearts, but the phantom wind could still accept it safely.

"Resentment? It's funny, do you still think we're on Earth? Are you still living comfortably in your parents' swaddling clothes? Shaking his head, he looked at the group of people with standard sarcasm, and continued: "We are now a soldier, do we know the mission of a soldier?" If you complain in your mouth, you have no confidence in your heart, and doing things is just a task, then when you reach the real battlefield, you will never survive the first war, or the first mission. ā€

Sura, who had been cursing as she walked, stopped her ugly words and walked side by side with her eldest brother Good.

Nameless and Phantom Wind arrive at the lake, and the reflection of the clear water on them, the red cheeks, and the peeling skin are all testimonials to the harsh environment here.

After taking a big sip of water, the silly girl took out a steamed bun that had been evaporated by the heat in her pocket, soaked it in water for a while, and then picked it up and nibbled on it, with a satisfied face.

"I'm grass, can I still do this?" Nameless felt the hunger in his stomach and wanted to ask the stupid girl for half of it, because the stupid girl had several steamed buns in her pocket at that time.

The stupid girl ate the whole steamed bun after a while, and then took out all the steamed buns with some reluctance, and said a little sadly: "You can take these steamed buns and divide them, everyone is hungry." The pitiful expression was the most distressing, and finally muttered: "Why don't you take a few steamed buns, how delicious the steamed buns are, why don't you carry a few steamed buns?" ā€

There is no concept of time here, whatever Xing Yishan says, they will do, and the phantom and Baili are not mixed, and they have been watching from the side.

It's training before you live.