The vest Zhang Chenfeng said was specially created two days ago.

These vests, all of which are filled with materials, the lightest one is fifty catties, and the heaviest one is eight hundred catties, and they are full of all kinds of heavy metal scraps and other things, specially for these Heavenly Sword Sect disciples to use in Zamabu.

These Heavenly Sword Sect disciples are all martial artists with martial arts, and the strong ones have reached the empty spinning period, if they are so simple to take a horse step, for them with martial breath, it will not have any effect at all, where would Zhang Chenfeng do such a stupid thing.

Therefore, these vests are specially prepared for them, all of them are weight-bearing and horse-walking, even if they have martial arts in their bodies, they can also play a role in exercising the lower plate.

Lin Haoxuan originally wondered what Zhang Chenfeng was doing with those added vests that Zhang Chenfeng asked people to send them, but now after hearing this, he remembered the painful days when he had just learned to walk with those iron pieces on his body, where would he not understand what those vests were for, and after gloatingly glancing at his fellow doors, he called out to a dozen powerful fellow disciples and walked into the small courtyard.

Soon, Lin Haoxuan and the others walked out of the small courtyard with one by one vests, and these vests were engraved with numbers, including fifty, one hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred, and eight hundred, representing seven different specifications and the weight of these vests.

Fifty jin is for disciples below the ten realms of the cyclone period, one hundred jin is for the disciples above the ten realms and below the twenty realms, two hundred jin is for the disciples of the twenty to thirty realms of the cyclone, three hundred jin is for the disciples of the thirty to forty realms of the cyclone, four hundred jin is for the forty realms of the cyclone and above, and 500 jin is for the preparation of the Great Perfection of the cyclone, as for those 800 catties, they belong to the disciples of the empty spin period.

Zhang Chenfeng instructed Lin Haoxuan to distribute these tops with ingredients to these Heavenly Sword Sect disciples one by one according to their weight, and then said: "Put them all on, and each person will walk for two hours! Lin Haoxuan, you are staring, if anyone is lazy and his movements are deformed, give me a beating! If you can't hold on, drive down Qinglan Peak, and you won't be allowed to come back in the future!"

"Good Ratcha!"

Lin Haoxuan was waiting for this, when he returned to the Heavenly Sword Gate before, he had been ridiculed by these fellow sects, but now he has a chance to take revenge, and he doesn't have to worry about the other party fighting back, this kind of opportunity, where will Lin Haoxuan miss it!

After Zhang Chenfeng left this sentence, he walked straight back to the small courtyard, while Lin Haoxuan looked at his fellow disciples with a wicked smile.

Looking at the evil smile on Lin Haoxuan's face, these disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had already put on their vests and had begun to experience the difficulty of horse steps had a feeling of hair in their hearts.

Especially those inner disciples and true disciples who had a holiday with Lin Haoxuan, they shuddered even more, trembling one by one, they were not afraid of pain, let alone being beaten, but afraid of losing face.

There are so many outer disciples here, if Lin Haoxuan declares a personal vendetta and whips them a few more times, these true disciples and inner disciples will make more mistakes than the outer disciples, then how will the other true disciples, inner disciples, and those outer disciples think of themselves?

These Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, at the beginning, the weight can still keep the horse step from deforming, but with the passage of time, the Heavenly Sword Sect disciple's horse step began to deform, and Lin Haoxuan was not polite, and walked over directly is a whip!

Listening to the sound of whips and the muffled snort of being beaten, those Heavenly Sword Sect disciples gritted their teeth one by one, for fear that they would be next, especially those True Legends and Inner Sects, even gritted their teeth and persevered, so many fellow disciples were there, it was too embarrassing, even if they had to be beaten, they had to wait for those outer disciples to be whipped before they were, right?

But they want to persevere, but is it so good to persevere?

Wearing hundreds of catties, hundreds of catties of heavy objects, half, an hour, with their martial arts disciples can persevere, but after a long time, they will not be able to do it, and one by one, the inner door and the movements of the true disciples began to deform.

Lin Haoxuan's eyes had been paying attention to these true lineages and inner disciples, and when he saw that their movements were slightly deformed, they went up directly with a whip.

For those who had bullied themselves before and sarcastically mocked themselves, Lin Haoxuan was even more polite and increased his strength.

What is a communiqué personal vendetta, this is called a communiqué personal vendetta!

Lin Haoxuan watched being beaten by himself, and he didn't even dare to say a word back, the joy in his heart was so happy, he couldn't say it!

As Lin Haoxuan whipped one whip after another, no one looked down on Zamabu at this moment, in normal times, the extra weight on the body, for them, they would not feel tired when they carried their bodies for a day, but with this horse step posture, it was only more than an hour, which made them feel like a year!

However, although it was difficult and lived like a year, none of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect gave up, and they all gritted their teeth and persevered.

No one wants to be whipped, at this moment they are not afraid of losing face, except for Wei Cheng, even the inner disciples of the strongest Kong Xuan Period have been whipped, who is afraid of losing face, they are afraid of being whipped by Lin Haoxuan, and their spirit will be discharged, resulting in not being able to hold on and being driven off Qinglan Peak.

They were already convinced by Zhang Chenfeng, and even had a sense of worship, but none of them wanted to drive out of Qinglan Peak like this!

If this is driven down, not only will they lose a chance to become stronger, but they will never be able to raise their heads among their peers!

Time passed minute by minute, and the sweat on the disciples of the Sword Sect became more and more these days, and some were even blindfolded by sweat, but no one wiped it, for fear that if he moved slightly, Lin Haoxuan would whip himself.

If they hated Lin Haoxuan very much when they were beaten at the beginning, at this moment, they don't have so much heart to hate!

Although Lin Haoxuan was instructed by Zhang Chenfeng, he remembered what Zhang Chenfeng told him when he stood on the horse for the first time, persistence! The most important thing in Zamabu is persistence and perseverance!

So Lin Haoxuan, in addition to starting a little heavier at the beginning, now seeing that some people are deformed, Lin Haoxuan's attack is much lighter, this time it is to cultivate his own fellow disciples, not to drive them away, those who can be selected to Qinglan Peak are the top talents of Tianjian Sect, one less means that there will be one less pillar in the future of Tianjian Sect!

Lin Haoxuan understands Zhang Chenfeng's intentions, where will he be heavy-handed?

As drops of sweat fell from the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, when the square under them was wet into mud by their sweat, the time of two hours was up, and Zhang Chenfeng walked out of the small courtyard.