[Chapter Word Count: 2074 Last Updated: 2015-04-1501:00:00.0]

But whether you can persist or not, Wang Feng doesn't care, the important thing is to take action, no one will sympathize with you because you can't persevere, only here is desperate, desperate training, only in this way will you live on the battlefield. Wang Feng still knows his body very well.

Wang Feng carried a hundred catties of big stones on his shoulders, and ran out quickly, when he started a few thousand meters, Wang Feng was okay, but the more he went back, the more Wang Feng felt that his body was not good, and ordinary people couldn't hold on even if they didn't carry weight, let alone Wang Feng was carrying a hundred catties of stones, but Wang Feng still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Every time at this time, Wang Feng would think of many things, the blood feud of his comrades-in-arms, the wasp mercenaries who chased and killed him, and of course, Gao Xiaoya's three-year appointment, thinking of these, Wang Feng felt that a force was pushing him to run forward.

Wang Feng has been running, and Wang Feng is still constantly pranayama, this is the ancient pranayama method of Shaolin Temple, without this, when Wang Feng was in the training team, he couldn't pass the first day, the first day ran fifty laps, that is, while running while pranayama, try to make his breathing even, in a balanced state, and Wang Feng found that this practice is conducive to relieving fatigue and maximizing his body.

This kind of practice of recovering the body while training, it is estimated that only Wang Feng can do it, some people don't know Wang Feng's top secret, seeing Wang Feng's such perverted training, it's all right, and they must think that Wang Feng is a super iron man. When he was in the training team, Wang Feng had already won the title of this iron man. Wang Feng came to the special training team, and he didn't think about continuing this title, but he didn't expect to be punished by the ghost to run with weights on the first morning.

Wang Feng has no complaints, Wang Feng has self-confidence, he already has a foundation when he is in the training team, here Wang Feng can run with weight, Wang Feng runs hard, there are no onlookers here, no one will cheer you on, and no one will sarcastically mock you, because everyone knows that practicing here is better than being killed on the battlefield.

In a house, the captain ghost stood in front of the window, looking at Wang Feng who ran from time to time, the scar on his face was often twitching, and the ghost was the first time to see Wang Feng's strong body, originally the ghost was just testing this Wang Feng to see how much potential Wang Feng had, but I didn't expect this Wang Feng to run all the time, the ghost has been counting, it has been thirty-five laps, on the first day of joining the special brigade, you can run thirty-five laps with a weight of one hundred catties, this is already a miracle, even if Wang Feng is lying on the ground now, The ghost shadow won't say anything, it's very rare for a recruit to run like this. The ghost shadow looks at people's eyes very poisonous, and it can be seen that Wang Feng has special kung fu.

"I said ghost, if you run like this, you shouldn't be killed, he just came, do you want me to go over and help", the hunchbacked brother didn't know when he came to the room, sat on a chair and smoked, looked at the ghost and said.

"No, but you can go over and take a look, this kid is really not good, so I knocked him unconscious, I don't want to dig up the seedlings myself, it's over on the first day", the ghost said coldly, although the voice was very cold, but it could be seen that the ghost still cared about this Wang Feng, in fact, the ghost shadow cared about anyone in the special brigade, but he was not good at expressing it.

The hunchback knocked the smoke pot on the chair, and then walked out slowly, very slowly, but quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the hunchback brother was gone.

In the woods, Wang Feng was still caught a hundred pounds of ten weights and running, several times I saw Zhao Bin and those people training, but these people didn't seem to see Wang Feng at all, still my training, Wang Feng didn't want to attract the attention of others, it was already forty laps, Wang Feng's clothes were all soaked, just like the rain, when it reached more than 30 laps, the speed was very slow, Wang Feng was almost the whole circle in the pranayama, after these laps of pranayama, Wang Feng felt a lot of body lì restored, as if back to the beginning, This made Wang Feng a little surprised.

It was the first time for Wang Feng to insist on pranayama for a few laps, and he didn't expect the effect to be so obvious, and Wang Feng found a problem, that is, pranayama in exercise, which is more obvious than pranayama in static situations, Shaolin Kung Fu is a kind of internal boxing, both internal and external, and now Wang Feng seems to have met this requirement, running laps with weights, that is, practicing qi, the feeling of fatigue is gone, and it seems to be very relaxed, so that in the last few laps, Wang Feng chose to run fast and came to a small sprint.

At this time, the hunchbacked brother happened to be sitting on a stone not far away, and when he saw this scene, he was directly shocked, this kid is simply a monster, and he still has the strength to sprint, you must know that this is a weight-bearing run that no one supervises, let alone whether there is a reward for running after the run.

What kind of person is this Wang Feng, he actually has such a perverted body, the hunchback brother is already very conceited about his body, I can't imagine that Wang Feng is even better than himself, it seems that the person who the ghost shadow likes is really not simple, the hunchback brother gave up the idea of going up to help, of course he won't knock Wang Feng unconscious.

Wang Feng finished the last lap, and directly put the ten pieces weighing one hundred catties on the ground, and when Wang Feng threw down the ten pieces, he found that blood had oozed from his shoulder, and his entire back was soaked with sweat, and the feeling was like a pinprick in pain.

And at this moment, the hunchbacked brother walked over with a basin of water in his hand, splashed it directly at Wang Feng, and then said, "Flush sweat, be careful of infection, take it, this is safflower oil, it's fine if you smear it", after speaking, he put a bottle of potion in front of Wang Feng.

was poured a basin of cold water on his body, Wang Feng was very uncomfortable at first, and wanted to scold this hunchbacked brother, but the words in the back made Wang Feng somewhat moved, although the voice was very cold and the approach was very direct, but he could feel it, this was for his own sake.

Wang Feng said to the hunchback brother who turned around to leave, "I'll go with you to fight chickens at night." Wang Feng was still thinking about what the hunchbacked brother said in the morning.

The hunchbacked brother looked back at Wang Feng, smiled, and left.

Wang Feng wiped his shoulders with a towel, and then smeared the safflower oil, a heart-piercing pain, but Wang Feng endured, as a warrior, this pain is nothing, it is just a flesh wound, but although Wang Feng used pranayama to solve the fatigue problem, but after all, he ran fifty laps with weight, he was tired, his whole body was sore, Wang Feng intuitively sat on the ground, and wanted to lie on the weeds to sleep.

"Wang Feng, fifty laps have been run, is there a lot of water, now immediately go over there to squat and step, plus thirty catties of stones", the ghost shadow didn't know when it appeared behind Wang Feng, and said very strictly.