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Early the next morning, the bearded men stood energetically on the big field where they usually practiced martial arts.

But these are really the heavier things that can be found in the cottage. And next to the pile of garbage, there was a pile of iron shelves, which the Whistling Tiger had spent most of the night finding from the bottom of the mountain for the bearded men to hang heavy objects.

Alas...... It's just a matter of that...... Tu Qianjun couldn't help but sigh for a while in his heart, turned around and looked at the beards and said in a deep voice: "Everyone put these on their bodies." ”

Listening to Tu Qianjun's words, the beards of the crowd were a little inexplicable. What are you doing with all this?!

But with their trust in Tu Qianjun, the beards still divided those stone slabs, ammunition boxes and other things into separate shelves and draped them on iron shelves.

Tu Qianjun took out his special set of weight-bearing clothes and pants, and handed them to the tattered beards one by one to weigh.

"My set of clothes weighs thirty-eight pounds, which is not lighter than everyone's." When everyone weighed their clothes, Tu Qianjun said.

"Let's start with the most basic practice, everyone run with me!" After speaking, Tu Qianjun also put on this set of clothes and pants and took the lead out of the cottage.

As a result, under the leadership of Tu Qianjun, a peculiar scenery appeared in Ertou Mountain.

A group of men full of evil spirits, carrying a pile of messy stone slabs, cauldrons, and ammunition boxes running around the mountain. If you walk in, you can find that many people are sticking out their tongues and baring their teeth with hideous faces, and sweat is all over their faces as if they don't want money.

The cottage of Ertou Mountain was built on the mountainside, and Tu Qianjun's running route was to run down the mountain first, and then a bunch of people ran up to the top of the mountain from the bushes without a road.

Although the bearded men were in good physical condition, most of them collapsed after running down the hill with heavy loads, and the rest were either weak legs and straight eyes, or their faces were pale and panting like cattle.

However, Tu Qianjun did not let them go.

As soon as he returned to the village, Tu Qianjun continued to give orders, and everyone continued to do push-ups with their fists on their shoulders. A group of fifteen, each person must do ten sets, that is, each person is required to do one hundred and fifty push-ups!

Hearing this request, the bearded men almost vomited blood on the spot! Even the people who had just survived the Lin Leopard and the others were dizzy, isn't this pure tossing people?!

But Tu Qianjun didn't say a word, he did it himself on the spot, and this action directly smashed what everyone wanted to say from their throats to their assholes.

At this time, the bearded people finally knew that the toss that Tu Qianjun said yesterday was not a kind word, it was definitely the truth!

And at this time, the eyes of everyone looking at Tu Qianjun were not just in awe, they were simply looking at Tu Qianjun with Godzilla's expression!

the mud horse next door! Is this still human?! Even the strongest people in the village, such as the Piercing Forest Leopard and the Whistling Mountain Tiger, looked at Tu Qianjun's sweaty face but breathlessly relaxed push-ups, and began to wonder if his young shopkeeper was a human being.

Even, there is a beard who is wondering if his own young shopkeeper has become a mountain spirit and water monster. Otherwise, why are you so dead and tossing and still alive?!

Tu Qianjun, who was doing push-ups, pouted at the strange eyes of his beard, what is this?! When I was selected to join the Nobel Army, these were just pediatrics!

At that time, the long-distance run was called "refreshment", and this push-up was also called "hot stove" in the army.

These push-ups have to be 300 as required, and Tu Qianjun has halved it!

According to the requirements of the troops, there is also combat training, and a bunch of men face their respective training objects, locking their throats, picking out their crotch, picking their eyes, patting their ears, and smashing their weaknesses...... and so on, a bunch of deadly craftsmanship was ruthless on his own comrades-in-arms, which was called "waking up the brain" () at that time.

This set is rarely able to avoid a blue nose and swollen face, this is still a side dish~ There is still a back! The next program is to strengthen the spleen and appetize, invigorate blood and clear stasis, nourish yin and aphrodisiac, nourish qi and concentrate the mind......

After practicing like this, there are really not many people who can still hold on. You must know that when Tu Qianjun participated in the selection at that time, the entire military region only selected more than 1,000 people to participate, but in the end, there were only about 100 people left!

However, this is the first time that the bearded people have participated in this kind of training. Tu Qianjun didn't want to abolish all of them at once, so he just finished running laps, plus half of the "hot stove".

After the "hot stove" of the bearded people crying wolf was completed, Tu Qianjun, who had a treacherous smile, began to teach them one by one the fighting fists in the army.

I finally saw that I could practice the style! A group of bearded men had glowing eyes, and even the ones that were foaming at the mouth were trying to get up and learn tricks by trick.

The next situation was completely unexpected, a group of bearded men who had no protective gear but were eager to be curious about grappling the enemy's fists were all taken down by their own family members without exception in the sparring.

Lying on the ground, the curiosity of the bearded men hurt them. During the sparring, the shots one by one were not light or heavy, and even the current No. 1 master in the village, the classmate who wore the forest leopard, was kicked in the crotch and locked his throat several times.

If it weren't for the fact that this buddy who wore a forest leopard had practiced, he would have done a defense early, and it is estimated that he would have jumped to the side with his crotch covered. Rao is like this, the leopard has also been hit several times, and now his head is blue and purple, not to mention, and he is still limping when he walks.

Even the Leopard Piercing is like this, let alone the others. So there was almost no one present who could hold on, and they all lay down together in a pile.

From time to time, you can still hear a certain beard scolding: Mid-mountain red! You're a shitty man!

it! Full moon, you thing! Where are you heading your hooves!!