In the school, everyone was sitting in danger, looking at Wu Yuanfeng on the podium seriously, and they didn't dare to take a breath in the atmosphere, for fear of angering him and being punished.

Wu Yuanfeng is still the same, always acting as if everyone owes him money.

"The new stage of training has begun, I read your receipt report in the Demon Beast Paradise, it's too ordinary, it's far worse than your senior brothers and sisters, it's simply the worst I've ever had!"

Muyang's ears suddenly felt very itchy, this sentence was so familiar to him, it was like going back to middle school!

In fact, everyone knows that Wu Yuanfeng is deliberately belittling them, but in fact, Chen Yingzhi said that their performance is very good and worthy of recognition.

When he arrived at Wu Yuanfeng, it became bad, and it is estimated that he just wanted to find an excuse and then commit violence.

Sure enough, after Wu Yuanfeng criticized them, he led everyone to the courtyard outside.

Today's front of the school is different from usual, it was just an open space before, and now there are some iron pillars in this open space.

"Everyone's pick a stake at random. Wu Yuanfeng said solemnly.

Although they didn't know what to do, everyone still did it, Mu Yang looked at the iron stake carefully, it was as high as his calf, but there was a hard iron plate underneath, which was a bit like the stake used for refining before.

After everyone had chosen, Wu Yuanfeng greeted for a while, and one after another black sledgehammer flew to everyone's feet, this hammer was a little bigger, the hammer handle had to be one meter long, and the hammer head was two circles larger than a human head.

Wu Yuanfeng walked in front of them with his hands behind his back, and said with a playful smile: "Today's task is actually very simple, just take an iron hammer and hit this iron stake a hundred times. ”

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't react for a while, just a hundred? In the usual refining class, they just practiced the technique, and they wielded more than a hundred times.

Could it be that Wu Yuanfeng found out in his conscience today that he was going to lighten the burden on them? Impossible! It was impossible at all! Wu Yuanfeng would not have such good intentions, and there must be ghosts.

Mu Yang was full of suspicion, his right hand held the handle of the hammer, and when he was about to lift it, he heard Kong Wei not far away scolding bitterly: "I'm rubbing! It's so heavy!

This hammer looks pretty ordinary, huh?

Kong Wei is the most powerful person among them, and he can't even hold the hammer when he practices, what will the others do?

Muyang didn't believe in this evil, and struggled to mention it, oh no, I didn't take it! The hammer was like being welded to the ground.

Mu Yang spread his legs apart and grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, and tried hard again, but he still didn't move!"Isn't it? It's so heavy? Is there any magic circle added, I just said how can it be so simple, a hundred strokes, such a heavy hammer hit a hundred times, the waist will be wasted!"

After adjusting it again, Mu Yang suddenly burst out of his spiritual power, gritted his teeth and pulled it up, only then did he pull the hammer up, and then lifted it up, using his legs to transmit force, and his waist was forced, and he slammed down with a hammer.

Clang~

The crisp sound of metal collision shook everyone's eardrums and was about to burst, Mu Yang only felt that his hands were numb, and even his bones were vibrating together.

The disciples looked at Muyang's first hammer blankly, and suddenly felt that their legs were a little weak, and this hundred hammers ...... How do you want to fight?

This hammer seems to have been given a special bonus, and almost everyone can barely swing it if they use their full strength.

Where is this training, it is completely corporal punishment.

With Muyang's example, everyone gritted their teeth and finished the first hammer.

Mu Yang only waved five times, and he was already too tired, "No, I have to rest, I'm too tired." ”

Wu Yuanfeng walked in front of him and said with a smile: "It's okay to rest, the time is set by yourself, when you finish a hundred hits, when you can go back." ”

Mu Yang panted and estimated, at this rate, without calculating the body's endurance, it is estimated that it will be afternoon after hitting a hundred hammers.

However, if you hit continuously, your body will be shaken a lot, especially your hands and waist, and it will definitely hurt.

"If you want to clear your life, Brother Dog, is there any way?"

Brother Dog gloated and smiled, rolling in the yard, "Ahahaha, there is no way, this old man is amazing, you can fight slowly, I can't help you." ”

Mu Yang threw a punch on the ground in anger, and could only continue to do it, what could he do if he was angry?

When the sky was full of stars, Muyang finally finished the last hit, and collapsed on the ground, there was really no extra strength, his back hurt, and he felt that his body was hollowed out.

The companions around him completed their tasks one after another, and without exception, all of them were spread on the ground, their faces bloodless, as if they had died once.

Mu Yang lay on his back on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky: "I swear, when I become strong in the future, I must let him suffer this sin, the day is over." ”

The dog brother in the trading space silently sandwiched his tail between the two hind legs.

The reason why Mu Yang dared to say such things was because Wu Yuanfeng had already left at the time of the meal, if he wasn't afraid that he would secretly observe, who would honestly finish a hundred hits here.

The other disciples were already too tired to speak, lying motionless on the ground like dead corpses.

Until the brothers and sisters came in the evening, carried them back with a smile, and sent them to their respective quarters, or they would have to lie here all night.

After returning to the house, Mu Yang's eyes were blank, as if he had lost hope of life, Ling Yao couldn't help but laugh when he saw him like this: "Little junior brother, how about it, senior sister didn't lie to you, the eldest elder is very strict." ”

Mu Yang glanced over slowly, looked at her blankly, and gently moved his lips and said, "Then you didn't say that it would be so miserable." ”

Ling Yao shook her head helplessly, although she was very distressed, but this was a level that Muyang had to go through, and they also came over like this back then.

"Yesterday I was still thinking, the four elders said that they can spend their leisure time freely in the future, but what does it mean to focus on training, but now I understand it, the shit's leisure time, and I am already thankful that I can still live after training. ”

Ling Yao wiped Mu Yang briefly, sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a simple massage, Mu Yang was more comfortable: "What about your pain, senior sister understands, in fact, it's good to get used to it, the devil training has just begun, and it is really unbearable to suddenly add such a large amount to you, but after you get used to this intensity, it will stimulate your fighting spirit and your potential, this period of time, will be a time for your ability to improve by leaps and bounds, so you must grasp it." ”