Hearing Ling Tian's words, everyone was stunned. Ten people couldn't help but bow their heads in shame. The big man knelt down and said loudly: "Enlightened son, we are wrong, and we are willing to accept the punishment!"

Ling Tian snorted and said, "You must firmly remember that you are a collective, brothers who trust each other in life and death! When you fight on the battlefield, it is these brothers who protect your back. Without them, your existence would be meaningless! What is the difference between your behavior today and that of a despicable person who only cares about his own life on the battlefield and abandons his brother? And he, who ran to the last place, has to carry a child on his back! And you turn a blind eye??? where is your conscience? Where is the brotherly love? If he really dies of exhaustion today, how will you feel in your hearts? Will you feel guilty?!"

"What I want is not just one person, what I want is your collective combat strength! In troubled times, men will inevitably have to fight on the battlefield, if you walk in the rivers and lakes, personal courage is enough, but on the battlefield, you don't know how to cooperate with each other, don't know how to take care of your brothers, then, there is only one result, that is, to become a cold dead corpse! In my place, whether it is a test or formal training, everything must start from actual combat, and you must decide from the bottom of your heart that this place is the battlefield! At any time, life and death are separated! There is no room for negligence. Maybe I've gone a little too far, but I hope you all understand. ”

Stern voices filled the small courtyard, and although it was a harsh winter, everyone was sweating profusely. Ling Tian didn't dare to raise his head. Ling Tian didn't say anything, but when he said it, it suddenly made everyone feel that there were too many inappropriate behaviors. The more I thought about it, the more I felt ashamed.

Ling Tian turned his head and faced the last ten, his voice was equally cold: "As for you, you are not angry, and your brother will be punished. If you are on the battlefield, I am afraid that you will have to kill your own brothers! Now I have decided that you and ten of them will be punished in the same way, and you will be convinced?"

Ten people fell to their knees, and said at the same time: "The villain is convinced!"

Ling Tian's voice softened slightly, and said, "Keep in mind that my brother's life is my life. If everyone only cares about fleeing for their own lives, then even if all of you are world-class masters, you will inevitably be wiped out in the end. ”

Ling Tian had already returned to the room with Ling Jian and Ling Chen, everyone was still standing in place, thinking about Ling Tian's words, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that it made sense, and it could be used as a golden rule on the battlefield! They all thought that if tens of thousands of troops were trained in this way, then who else in the world would be able to resist them? Wouldn't such an iron army be as easy as destroying the withered and decaying of the current [***] teams? For a while, everyone couldn't help but be full of ambition! They all thought that with the wisdom of the son, training these people was just for fun? It must be a move to plot great things!

In one day's time, Ling Tian commanded these thirty-six people to squat and step, frog jump, change to duck step, sit ups, and order everyone to end their abdomen, (the so-called end abdomen is a training method in the army now, lying flat on the whole body, hands straight down, toes together, legs are straightened, straight forward lifted, into a forty-five degree angle, toes forward in a positive step. Consistent practice has a special effect on building your abs. In short, Ling Tian had copied almost everything in the army in his previous life.

Ling Tian frowned, holding a horse whip in his hand, he had learned enough to look like a military training instructor on TV in his previous life, but it was much more severe. Constantly walking between the crowds to supervise. When you see an irregular movement, you can whip it lightly. Although it doesn't hurt, it always causes a burst of laughter. And the Iron Guard who is beaten will blush and devote himself to training......

Each of the movements listed by Ling Tian was strange in the eyes of these Iron Guards, and every movement that continued to practice would cause a burst of bitterness.

The iron-blooded guards followed the practice, but at first they didn't care, and they complained. I thought it was a torture method that this little boy had somehow come up with, and what was the use of such a strange method? It was better for everyone to lift up the stone lock and practice their strength! But as the practice deepened, everyone was surprised to find that all these movements, each of which could exercise the muscles of every part of the body, and this kind of training posture was something they had never seen before! Everyone couldn't help but think that if they continued to exercise like this, I am afraid that everyone's combat strength would be more than doubled! For a while, everyone felt very mysterious in their hearts about this young son.

Once this discovery was made, everyone's practice changed from Ling Tian's supervision to complete self-awareness. Seeing the strong and abnormal physique of all the Iron Blood Guards, Ling Tian nodded secretly, if he continued like this every day, he would basically complete the preliminary physical training after half a month, and he would be able to accept his own training intensity. That's when the real training begins!

In one day, the thirty-six iron-blooded guards felt that they had gained a lot, but they were all extremely tired. After dinner, Ling Tian ordered everyone to review all the items before announcing that the training was over.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the ground one after another, it was Feng Mo, who was usually recognized as the best in physical strength, who was also lying on the ground without any image, panting, only to feel that there was no part of his body that was not sore and painful, Feng Mo gasped, and said jokingly: "After this day of training of the young master, it is really like going to the Hades Palace and fighting back and forth in the eighteenth layer of hell." ”

When everyone heard this, they all nodded their heads in agreement!

Now, everyone's opinion of Ling Tian has quietly changed from the disdain they had when they first came to the respect they now have from the bottom of their hearts! Not only is Ling Tian's single-handed crushing stone might, not only is it not only the effectiveness of Ling Tian's training methods taught to everyone, but also because of Ling Tian's theory of battlefield brothers! This kind of statement is simply unheard of in this era. But when you think about it, it's an absolute golden rule! There is nothing to argue!

Ling Tian looked at everyone's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but say coldly: "Now I think it's eighteen layers of hell??? I tell you, if you want to become stronger, you are just the beginning, just the simplest basic actions, in the future, you will slowly know what is called the real hell! hehehe......"

Everyone gasped, this still hasn't started?! Even now, it has reached the point where the muscle pain involved in taking a breath has not even begun!

Ling Tian laughed, went out, and before leaving, he lightly dropped a sentence: Continue tomorrow, everything will come according to today.

In the "hiss........." room, a group of men who were bleeding on the battlefield and had broken their arms with steel knives and eyes without blinking suddenly sighed. But it touched the muscles again, and suddenly there was a neat sound of gasping.

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