Time is a thing that passes inadvertently like a loose war horse, not only can't pull it but also be picked up by it, and when you have to do something, it is as slow as your 2G network speed, which makes people suffocate internal injuries

Since Caroline, the armored girl who claimed to be the Nether Demon Queen, came to his house, Feng Longde had been suffering for a whole month.

While waiting for the arrival of the customized equipment, Feng Longde had to run and exercise every day according to Caroline's arrangement, so every morning on the seaside trestle, there would be a fat man running wildly in the morning breeze blowing in all directions

Although the early morning run arranged by Caroline was very tiring and easy to scold her mother, it was easy for Feng Longde to greet Caroline herself, but I have to say that the effect was still very gratifying - in a month, Feng Longde dropped from a little more than 190 catties to 160 catties.

Although it still belongs to the category of fat people, fat people and fat people are not the same - after losing thirty pounds, Feng Longde, who has lost a whole weight, except for a lot of fat on his stomach, thighs and buttocks, the rest of his body is no different from ordinary thin people.

Touching his cheeks, which had completely lost fat, Feng Longde silently looked at himself in front of the mirror.

The young man in front of the mirror has a neat and refreshing short black hair, the hard line of the face begins to emerge a resolute outline, the straight high nose bridge and straight sword eyebrows give people a sense of eagle, the tightened jaw, the flatter face, and a pair of blue eyes, can be said to be very heroic.

Looking at his current appearance, and then remembering his big pie face, Feng Longde had to smile bitterly: "It's better to lose weight!"

Even if he lost thirty pounds, but looking at the lower half of his body, Feng Longde felt that the weight loss cause had to continue.

During this period, Feng Longde also asked Caroline about why she wanted to exercise to lose weight, and Caroline's original words were like this: "If a king wants to release his power, he needs the most basic strong body, and your current body is too weak, and even unceremoniously said that it is clumsy- Without muscles and speed, such a body can't even perform the most ordinary dragon roar and the simplest use of soul energy, and if you forcibly cast it, it will annihilate the soul and body together, so brother, if you still want to use the original power, you need to temper your body to the point of at least being 'strong'. Only with a strong body can you exercise and withstand a strong soul, and at least use the most basic functions of the soul vow. ”

The last half of Caroline's words was that Feng Longde ordered Caroline to do something through the soul oath under Caroline's guidance a few days ago, and as a result, Feng Longde sent an order to make Caroline strip naked and jump the little apple as soon as his brain opened- As a result, because the difference in the strength of the souls of the two sides was too great, Caroline ignored the compulsion of the soul oath with a little effort, and then chased Feng Longde with a thunderbolt in one hand and a cold ice arrow in the other hand for half an afternoon, which was the first time Feng Longde consciously could run out of a 100-meter trapeze effect, and this was not the climax, the climax was Caroline's frank admit: "If it is a direct verbal request, I can follow the instructions; ”

A fat uncle without discipline and an armored girl who has no concept of discipline are really of the same race in a sense.

After lunch, he returned to his room, turned on his computer and started his most important activity of the day: playing games.

For the withdrawn Feng Longde, if there were no activities for Zhanzi and the club he was staying for, and he would not need to go out to buy daily necessities, he could only rely on computer games and historical materials to relieve his boredom. Even after Caroline came to her home, her life didn't change much: Caroline had her own room, and she usually lived in her own room using another computer to study everything she could search for, or watched the TV in her living room, which had been forgotten by Feng Longde for many years, and constantly became familiar with her new environment.

But this time, after not playing for ten minutes, Feng Longde's mobile phone rang: "Express? a bunch of heavy objects? Okay, I'll come and get it right away." After putting down the phone, Feng Longde remembered that the weapon armor he had ordered for Caroline's request (order) had arrived a month ago.

Half an hour later, Feng Longde used a small cart to push a large number of delivered boxes into his room and began to tidy up. The steel barrel helmet and the pointed conical helmet did not feel the slightest discomfort on the head, and the iris shield, which was one and a half meters high, was almost completely made of steel, and Feng Longde's current arm strength could only barely lift it. Two-handed swords, knight's long swords and short swords, each weapon Feng Longde felt from the bottom of his heart when he picked it up and wielded it, the only flaw was that his strength was too small, and his arm would be sore for a long time.

After sorting out the pieces of equipment in different categories, looking at Caroline who rushed to hear the sound, Feng Longde knew that a new round of torture was about to begin.

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At Caroline's request, Von Rond began to be fully armed: he was wearing a full suit of heavy steel chain mail, black breeches and black tank boots were exposed under the hem of the chain mail, his hands were wearing brown leather gloves, a knight's sword in one hand and a short sword in the other, and his head wrapped in a chainmail turban was covered by a barrel helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes.

The courtyard attached to Feng Longde's villa is very large, and it is not a problem to get at least a 100-meter track, so Caroline pulled Feng Longde here to start a new round of training.

"From today onwards, every afternoon, I will be in charge of your combat skills training. Caroline, who had regained her armor, looked like the Valkyrie of Norse mythology and the necromancer of Western culture, beginning to be covered in a thick black fog that smelled of death.

"Combat skills training?" Feng Longde swallowed and nervously clenched the long sword in his hand, "How to train my combat skills?"

"Choose according to the type of combat skill you need," the black smoke in Caroline's hand spun incessantly, transforming into a variety of weapons from time to time, "Is it hand-to-hand combat?"

"Sword or knife skills. "Living in the modern society of the Celestial Empire, whether it is a forbidden hot weapon or his own bare hands, Feng Longde knows very well that he does not need to expect any progress in these two items - the cruel reality will not let you exchange firearms like the pig's foot system in garbage novels, or give you a martial arts cheats or something.

"Okay. Looking at Feng Longde's eagerness to try, Caroline nodded slightly, and the black smoke in her hand instantly formed the appearance of a long sword, "Any powerful or practical combat skill is piled up by a large number of basic exercises, and now you need to do the most basic movement training." ”

"How?"

Faced with Feng Longde's question, Caroline clenched the long sword transformed into smoke in her hand with both hands, raised it above her head and slashed it hard in front of her, then looked at Feng Longde and replied, "According to what I just did, practice the lower split a thousand times." ”

"Is it just like that?" Feng Longde was a little puzzled, he had read a lot of online novels about pig's feet when learning martial arts, those martial arts had some very awesome moves to practice at the beginning, and when he came to himself, it was the most basic action.

"What else? Could it be that I am teaching you some dark fighting spirit or some murderous spirit?" Caroline's blue eyes seemed to be full of mockery in the face armor she pulled down, "Brother has been poisoned by junk novels?"

Well, I didn't expect Caroline not only to learn to complain, but also to become a poisonous tongue.

Following Caroline's example, Caroline clenched the sword in her hands with both hands, raised it and slashed it in front of her.

"Stop!" Caroline said immediately, "use the strength of your waist and legs." Caroline then demonstrated again, and saw that her feet were slightly bent in a certain arc, and her whole body leaned forward slightly as she swung her sword, and the blade slashed through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Caroline's personal demonstration and her continuous correction, after more than a dozen movements, Feng Longde finally learned to exert force together with his waist and legs, and the strength after the blow of the false slash was really much greater.

"Once, twice, three times" while slashing hard, Feng Longde shouted the number of times in his mouth. Every time he slashed a hundred times, Feng Longde made a mark on the ground, gasped for breath and rested for two minutes before continuing to practice.

No matter how seriously he practiced, there would be wrong movements from time to time, and after half an hour, Feng Longde finally completed the 1,000 exercises of the lower split, and his arms were completely soaked with hot sweat.

"Done?" Seeing that Feng Longde had finished the exercise, Caroline began a demonstration of a right-to-left, bottom-up chopping movement again, "Another up-and-down split, a thousand times." ”

"It's endless. Feng Longde pinched his sore shoulders, wielding a heavy metal weapon can't be compared to holding a prop weapon after all, but in the face of Caroline's seriousness, Feng Longde could only helplessly raise the long sword in his hand.

For a whole afternoon, Feng Longde practiced a thousand times in each of the fighting movements extended from the five basic movements of splitting, stabbing, slashing, sweeping, and teasing, but it was only after practicing five basic movements and a few simple extension movements, Feng Longde's arms were as stiff as the two horizontal sides of the cross, and from a distance they looked like Lumia's decimal system

Feng Longde, who had already smelled of sweat enough to smoke the flies, hastily went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he returned to the room, the clock showed that it was seven o'clock in the evening. After a simple dinner, Feng Longde simply cleaned up the room and climbed into bed, setting the alarm clock until after six o'clock in the morning, and then lying down and snoring loudly.

Sleep after extreme exertion is sweet, but that doesn't mean you can sleep in the future.

After the alarm clock rang the next day, Feng Longde had to rub his sleepy eyes and get up to brush his teeth, rinse his mouth and eat breakfast, the beginning of a new day was no longer a worry for him about what anime to watch and what games to play - the daily running exercise and combat skills training supervised by Caroline, who was kicked and driven by the trail, occupied almost the entire day's time, and a single run alone made Feng Longde not set foot in the comic exhibition for a month.

Although for a senior otaku, not being able to go to comic conventions, not being able to watch anime, and not being able to play games is simply more uncomfortable than killing him, but Feng Longde, who has completely fallen for this cheating sister (& wife), has already had to accept this reality this month.

At least, after completing these training that tortures people to become Shake M, he can become stronger, and I guess he can continue his previous decadent life at that time, right?

Feng Longde only hopes that his quiet and decadent life will not disappear.

Although it is only a hope, a possibility has begun to be out of reach.

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Standing in their own yard as they were accustomed to, Feng Longde and Caroline stared wide-eyed through the peepholes in their enclosed helmets.

"Today's practice is how accurately you do your movements. Caroline has no habit of talking nonsense, and her habit of going straight to the topic makes Feng Longde both helpless and appetizing, except for the fact that Feng Longde usually likes to chat with his friends and friends about topics of interest, he usually talks less than Caroline, and when he stays alone, he is like a zombie.

Looking at the two thick wooden stakes erected on the ground and the slender gap in the middle, as well as the characteristics that were obviously taken from a tree in his yard that had fallen into bad luck, Feng Longde was completely confused: "Caroline, what is this going to do?"

"Practice the chopping action against the stake a thousand times, the blade of the sword cannot touch the stake, it can only fall into the gap, and slash with all your strength, and the action must be fast. ”

"Whatthef" has no imaginary tricks, only the most terrifying basic exercises, if it weren't for the obvious effect of this kind of devil training, Feng Longde would have left the burden long ago.

It was difficult to maintain accuracy in the chopping action with all his might, and Feng Longde often slashed at the stakes at first, but after chopping a few wooden stakes, Feng Longde finally mastered some tricks in terms of shooting and intuition

After Feng Longde had practiced a thousand times of the absolutely correct and unmistakable movements, Caroline reduced the gap between the stakes to half of the original size and let him continue to practice.

Again and again, the gap between the stakes narrowed little by little, until it shrank to a little wider than the back of a sword. And this time of training, Feng Longde spent two full days, chopping more than 40,000 times, cutting hundreds of wooden stakes, and being paralyzed countless times before he practiced to accurately split into the gap without touching the wooden stakes every time.

Immediately afterward, the inhumane training below was sweeping, teasing, slashing, and stabbing.

With each move, Caroline would put out a unique and simple prop, leaving only a little gap on it, and asked Feng Longde to hit the gap without touching the prop itself, so as to train his accuracy.

Repeating the same movements over and over again is very boring, but it is the most effective - after more than ten days, Feng Longde is not only now as easy as wielding his own arm in using his long sword, but the fat on his body has almost disappeared under the double torture of running and training, and it can be regarded as fading many of the appearance characteristics of otaku.

In a sense, the decadent Feng Longde is dying, and a certain familiar Feng Longde is waking up.

(Today is Sunday, so please look forward to the second update in the afternoon~.)

Some people may think that the plot unfolds slowly, but I personally think that this article has to be relatively reasonable, and the plot will be unfolded in a bullish way as soon as it comes up, isn't that Xiaobaiwen?