The whole schedule fills Mawson's schedule. Each project has a set length of time, as well as the necessary rest time after completing the project.

Among them, there is even a daily intake and combination of nutrients.

It's also a boot camp canteen, but it's more reasonable and elaborate than other soldiers.

Mo Sen couldn't help but smack his tongue, it is worthy of being the new barracks of the headquarters, which concentrates the best resources and soldiers of the entire navy, just by looking at this sub-plan, you can see how amazing the background is.

This proves that I made the right choice.

In fact, the Pirate Navy is no different from itself, and as a pirate, I estimate that I will be like Hawkeye, and I will be a Seven Martial Sea full of the world.

It's not so troublesome to be in the navy, but you can get better training, so why not.

"Hey, I said stinky boy, what are you still standing there for? Why don't you go to the school to report, you can be locked up for three days just after entering the boot barracks, and you have also created the history of our new barracks. ”

If Mawson decides to withdraw his affection, you can't have good things to say to a guy with this kind of temper.

"It's not because you're locked up that you're locked up, and you're half the credit for making history."

Come on, hurt each other, I'm not armed to fight now, I'll just hold on first, who is afraid of whom?

"Stinky little ghost, stop for Lao Tzu and don't run!"

Behind him, Xiuzuo's roar was heard, and Mawson had already run out of the office and disappeared.

Just kidding, don't you run and wait for you to beat me?

…………

Mawson began to train methodically, and no longer had to rest for only five hours a day as before.

What's more, as the dark injuries in the body become clear step by step, his control of the body becomes more relaxed, and the direct feedback from the body can be felt. In the past, it was easy to control, but sometimes it was not so natural.

Now the feeling of complete control over the body is as obsessive as getting stronger, much more refreshing than some indescribable slow motion of the left and right hands.

Coupled with the nutritional combination of the new barracks, Mawson's body has also continued to grow, not only in height and weight, strength and flexibility, as well as nerve reaction speed, bone strength, muscle and skin toughness, and even fruit ability are getting stronger step by step.

Three months later, Mawson was already 1.88 meters tall, and under the conditioning of the medical team, the dark diseases left by excessive exercise in the body were gone.

At that moment, I don't know if it was Mo Sen's illusion, but his domineering appearance also changed to a certain extent.

In the medical room of the new barracks, as soon as Mo Sen came out, he saw the burly chief instructor of the new barracks, Zefa.

"Not a bad boy, worthy of a young body, only three months of basic exercise, the strength has increased so much."

When Zefa saw Mawson, his eyes brightened a lot.

He is not Mo Sen's half-domineering, his perception of people's strength is accurate, and Zefa's two-color domineering has long been cultivated to the point of profundity. Outsiders call him 'Black Wrist' Zefa, that's because his armed color is too powerful, but as a former admiral of pure body arts, how can his knowledge be bad.

Mawson hadn't seen Zefa much in the past three months, and even the rest of the bootcamp hadn't been seen very often.

After starting the combination of actual combat and training, the whole boot camp is no longer the same as the one Mawson first came in.

In fact, as the name suggests, the recruit camp mainly has more recruits, and there are only a few people like Mo Sen who come in by military merit after all. In the past three months, the temperament of the recruits who have seen blood has begun to be different from before.

"I've seen the instructor!"

Mawson hurriedly saluted, although he was beaten by Zefa before, and later knew that a large part of the credit for his training schedule was sorted out by Zefa, Mawson deeply felt that it was too worthwhile to be beaten, and he couldn't help but want to take it a few more times...... It's weird.

"If you don't mind, you can call me teacher like Xiuzuo, because I will teach you the six styles and armed color domineering after you."

At this time, Zefa has not experienced the severance of his hand and the collapse of faith after that, and he is still the gentle and resolute former admiral. The tone, although serious, ......

Who cares about the tone now, Mawson entered the new barracks to come for Zefa.

Now there is no reason to disagree.

"Yes, Teacher!"

"Don't be too happy, you must know that my training is very strict, and all the dark injuries on your body have been cleared now, and the amount of training after that is not comparable to what it is now."

"Teacher, don't worry, it's not me who blows, it's not me who blows, everyone here is my younger brother."

Mawson replied habitually.

"What do you mean by brother?"

Mawson was dumbfounded, how can this be explained? The key is that you still ask it seriously, and suddenly feel that Mr. Zefa is very cute.

"Don't worry about these details, can I learn the six styles now, teacher?"

Zefa didn't care about Mowson changing the subject, and nodded to follow him, obviously this is not the place to teach.

Walking with Mawson to an empty training room, Zefa began to teach.

"I won't go into too much detail about the principle of the six forms, and I'm sure you know a lot in the past three months. But I think it's good that you can stick to your heart and not practice the six forms. ”

"Actually, why didn't we start teaching the Six Styles at the Naval Academy, but in the new barracks?"

"I'm sure you understand it now, because the six forms, as a physical technique that transcends the limits of the human body, have too much load on the body. Like a wall of the same thickness, the wooden, stone, and iron walls are more resistant to blows. ”

"Therefore, the body is the foundation of the six forms, if you learn the six styles when you are in the East China Sea, then the damage to your body is far from being able to be repaired in three months now."

Zefa said this, his tone paused, his eyes stared straight at Mo Sen, and asked, "So, have you thought about which styles to learn?" ”

In fact, this matter has been thought about since he obtained the slippery fruit, and now he has formed his own idea.

He didn't hesitate to answer.

"Teacher, I want to learn shaving, moon walking, and paper painting!"

Zefa was noncommittal, looked at Mawson and continued to ask.

"Why did you choose that?"

"There was a senior who taught me when he saw and heard the development of domineering - what suits you is the most important. I've got a slippery fruit, and the iron is useless to me, and in the same way my sword skills and finger guns will only be a distraction and a waste of time. Shaving is the basic, and after mastering shaving, the moon step will be easier to master, and the moon step will make my attacks more flexible, and I can also attack from the air. Paper drawing will make my fruit ability application more flexible and develop more directions. “

Zefa listened to Mawson's words, and was obviously very happy, and smiled: "Since Kuzan, few of my students know themselves so thoroughly. Hahahaha, Mawson boy, you can recognize the road ahead at such a young age, and you will definitely not go worse than Kuzan in the future. ”

"Now, then, I'll teach you one of those ways - shaving!"