Cheng Huailiang didn't know if he was really strong in perseverance or afraid of pain, anyway, he passed in the morning in a chase and escape, and when it was time to eat, Cheng Huailiang stopped and kicked his breath, the hateful Zhang Yuan has been chasing himself behind with a leather whip, when he is the duck he put away, I rely on it.

Cheng Huailiang, who was lying on the ground, asked the old cigarette butts to find a way to get some wine and come over, and they had to disinfect their feet, otherwise they would be in trouble if they were infected.

Old cigarette butts They don't know where to get a little wine, Cheng Huailiang slowly exposed the wrapped feet, the cloth was full of bloodstains, the wounds on the feet that were stabbed yesterday were all cracked, bloody, they looked at the old cigarette butts and they shook their heads again and again, this kid offended who is not good, offended Zhang Tong, this time to suffer.

The old cigarette butt poured the wine on Cheng Huailiang's two injured feet, and Cheng Huailiang, who was in pain, gasped straight, it was so fucking cool, it hurt too much.

Cheng Huailiang put his feet on the stone for a while, saw that his feet were basically dry, sprinkled the gold sore medicine on the wound, and rewrapped his feet with the bloodstained cloth.

Eat at noon and rest for an hour, and after an hour the army began to move again.

After resting for nearly an hour, Cheng Huailiang felt as if he was full of strength again, and his feet didn't hurt so much, he should still be able to support it, this is the next day, and the road ahead is still far away.

It's hard in the morning, it's even harder in the afternoon, it's longer in the afternoon, and it's longer to walk.

The official road at this time in the Tang Dynasty was actually just a matter of time, the muddy road, the road was full of stones, and Cheng Huailiang, who was wearing straw sandals, had suffered enough. Fortunately, the weather has been relatively good recently, there is no rain, if it rains and the road is muddy, Cheng Huailiang estimates that he will want to die.

However, now Cheng Huailiang can only scold Li Er angrily and stingy at the door, this is still a famous official road, and he doesn't repair the road, so he has suffered so much. While cursing the dead tail that followed behind, dead Zhang Yuan, dead pervert, always trying to whip him.

In the afternoon, the old cigarette butts were big, and they wanted to help Cheng Huailiang many times, but they were all frightened by Zhang Yuan's viciousness, so they had to helplessly leave Cheng Huailiang alone.

Today Cheng Huailiang was quite hard, his body was very tired, and his feet were also very painful, and in the end, Cheng Huailiang relied on the ground many times and didn't want to go anymore, but unfortunately there was no way under the whip of the leather whip, so he continued to move forward. When it got dark, Cheng Huailiang didn't know how many whips he had eaten, and there should be no good places on his body.

After dinner, it was time to practice his fighting skills, and Cheng Huailiang still went to Zhang Yuan without hesitation, but the result can be imagined, I don't know if it is better to say that he is still persistent.

In the next few days, Cheng Huailiang felt more and more tired day by day, and sometimes Cheng Huailiang really wanted to give up, he could be less bitter and tired, but when he saw Zhang Yuan's mocking expression, he couldn't help but cheer up with him.

For a full 10 days, every day during the day, he worked hard under Zhang Yuan's whip and provocation, and was directly abused by Zhang Yuan at night.

After 10 days, Cheng Huailiang learned a truth, if you want to beat someone, you have to practice hard, and after ten days, Cheng Huailiang directly ignored any provocation from Zhang Yuan, and practiced the basic skills of Zhang Yuanjiao. And he took the initiative to increase the amount for himself, splitting 500 times a day, picking 500 times, cutting 500 times, and stabbing 500 times, Cheng Huailiang tried his best every time he practiced, and practiced every night until he fell asleep.

Every night, the big man is helping Cheng Huailiang do massage, and the old cigarette butt scholar and others are helping, if there is no massage at night to relax, Cheng Huailiang may be abolished.

But the progress is amazing, Cheng Huailiang found that the sandbags he carried every day began to slowly put too much pressure on him, and he was slowly able to keep up with the speed of the advance of the large army.

After practicing basic splitting with sandbags at night, although the effect has not been seen for the time being, it was abused by Zhang Yuan anyway. But Cheng Huailiang knows that his explosiveness and stability are gradually increasing. Of course, the time is too short to become a god in one step.

Cheng Huailiang's feet have begun to slowly scar, and the scars are destroyed every day, and then scarred again, and slowly his feet begin to become rougher and rougher, and slowly have a layer of cocoons. Cheng Huailiang looked at his feet and suddenly grabbed the sky, this goddamn Zhang Yuan, only half a month later, his pink little feet became unbelievable, too cheating, however, Cheng Huailiang also knew that to become a qualified real soldier, he needed to pay too much.

Half a month later, Cheng Huailiang changed to a new pair of straw sandals, changed to a new sandbag and carried it on his back, and the sandbag became 50 pounds, and suddenly Cheng Huailiang found that he was tragic again, a few days ago, he was too embarrassed, and he didn't let Zhang Yuan, the kid, seize the opportunity to whip himself, but Zhang Yuan, the kid, gave himself a small shoe to wear, and added 20 catties of weight to himself.

20 pounds may not be anything usually, but it will be annoying to let you carry it for a day, and Cheng Huailiang suddenly returned to the way he was when he first arrived at the team.

The feet, which already had a thin layer of calluses, were worn through again.

Even if Cheng Huailiang didn't dump Zhang Yuan at night, Zhang Tong spoke, if you want to become a brave and survivor on the battlefield, you must learn to be beaten, you must learn fighting skills, how to improve your fighting skills, then you must practice more. Therefore, even if the sad Cheng Huailiang tried to let himself practice basic skills at night and fainted, he couldn't be spared, and he was directly woken up with cold water after fainting, and he had to get up to practice his fighting skills.

Under the pressure of this challenge, Cheng Huailiang grew rapidly, and at the same time quickly absorbed Zhang Yuan's fighting experience, Cheng Huailiang believed that it would not be long before he would be able to kill Zhang Yuan, a hateful boy.