It took several hours for Song Feng to condition everyone's body one by one.

The training outline for the first week was developed overnight.

Starting tomorrow, 80 elite members of the Special Service Division will participate in the special training.

will be trained according to the content of the syllabus.

The next morning, everyone received the training outline sent by Song Feng.

After reading the above content, Dong Wei, Du Wei and other team members.

One counts as one, and they all feel that Song Feng is crazy.

After seeing Song Feng's martial arts and medical skills, everyone guessed that the training outline formulated by Song Feng must be different.

I never expected that.

Song Feng actually asked them to run every day and take a horse step.

In the afternoon, the most basic boxing exercises will be conducted.

All the people who came to participate in the training were all elites in the secret service department.

These trainings are simply too pediatric.

"Song Feng, think you're an instructor and you can trick us?"

Dong Wei tore the training syllabus in his hand, and said angrily, "This is not training at all, it is completely perfunctory."

"Since I was a few years old, I have been walking under the guidance of my family and receiving various physical training every day."

"Now you're still letting me practice this, what are you going to do?"

Song Feng said lightly: "Dong Wei, you'd better remember your identity, you are a member of the team who came to train, and I am the instructor who trained you."

"You can just implement the training method I formulate, and I don't need to explain it to you."

"The surname is Song, you don't even want to explain, and you dare to say that you are not perfunctory to us?"

Dong Wei glared at Song Feng fiercely, then turned around and said loudly, "Brothers and sisters, you have all seen that Song Feng doesn't take us seriously at all."

"Training us in this most basic way, not to mention training for a week, even if it is a year, it is useless."

"Everyone is a high-level martial artist, and everyone has their own true qi, and if they have true qi, they continue to take steps and run long distances every day to exercise their speed, which is completely blind and delaying their kung fu."

"As for the basic boxing technique, it's even more ridiculous."

"I am now announcing that I am going to quit this training and go to another training team, which of you would like to come with me?"

Everything is divided into three, six, nine, and so on.

Xiangcheng is one of the most economically prosperous cities in China, and its overall conditions far exceed those of other secret service divisions.

It has the most advanced training facilities and training equipment.

That's why people from other places often come here for training.

Hearing this, the expressions on everyone's faces were different.

Some people want to leave, and some hesitate.

Du Wei said unceremoniously: "Dong Wei, no one will stop you if you want to leave, if you disturb the morale of the army before leaving, don't blame me for being unkind to you."

"Du Wei, your head is in the water, right?"

Dong Wei sneered: "Yesterday Song Feng beat you to the ground, and now you are actually speaking for him?"

Du Wei smiled coldly and said, "You're right, Song Feng did defeat me easily yesterday, but I wasn't angry, but I felt that I could learn a lot from him."

"I know you're upset with Song Feng, but you don't like him for you, don't delay everyone's training."

"We are here for only one purpose, to improve our combat effectiveness and enhance our combat experience."

"We don't come from intrigue."

Dong Wei gritted his teeth angrily.

Han Xiang said, "Dong Wei, aren't you leaving? Please leave now."

"Keep talking nonsense, and I'm going to be rude to you too."

"You wait!"

Dong Weiwei shouted, "I'll ask one last time, is anyone going with me?"

"We'll go with you."

A number of team members who usually have a good relationship with Dong Wei walked out, and there were about ten of them.

Song Feng said calmly:

"Is there anyone else who wants to leave?"

The remaining seventy members shook their heads.

Du Wei's words spoke to their hearts.

The elite has the demeanor of the elite, and the vast majority of people have the same ideas as Du Wei.

I came here to train just to build up.

Increase your chances of surviving future missions and battles.

They are not interested in paying attention to such things as intrigue.

"I promise you'll regret it."

Dong Wei said in a strange manner: "You train with Song Feng, until the day the training is over, you will not grow in the slightest."

"I'm not going to be with you."

After that, Dong Wei took his subordinates to another area of the training base.

Dozens of people gathered here, all from the neighboring province.

"Since everyone wants to believe me, let's start training now."

Song Feng glanced at his watch and said, "It's eight o'clock in the morning, according to the training syllabus, two hours of non-stop long-distance running."

"At ten o'clock, tie up the horse for two hours."

"Take a forty-minute break at noon, start boxing exercises in the afternoon, start now!"

Song Feng gave an order, and Du Wei was the first to run.

The rest of the team followed.

Han Xiang looked at the running figures of everyone and said, "Mr. Song, can this really improve their combat effectiveness?"

Song Feng smiled, "It's just like this, it won't improve much combat effectiveness."

"Then why do you have such a training syllabus?"

Han Xiang was confused.

Song Feng admitted that the first week of training was not helpful in enhancing combat effectiveness.

In that case, why did Song Feng do it knowingly?

Song Feng smiled lightly, "The team members who came to participate in the training this time are all the elites of your secret service."

"The character must be arrogant, don't look at their politeness to me now, the arrogance in my heart has not disappeared because of this."

"I set up this kind of training syllabus with only one purpose, to defeat their arrogance and make them know how to obey."

"I can carry out my arrangement without hesitation."

"Only then will they be able to receive further training from me."

In addition to defeating the arrogance of these people, Song Feng also had a purpose.

Let everyone put down their bodies and start from scratch.

These people have cultivated their true qi, and they can be called high-level martial artists when they are placed among martial artists.

If you want to go further, you need to be humble and motivated all the time.

There is an almost fanatical desire for cultivation.

Now, these people are nowhere near that.

A week passed quickly, and Song Feng gave everyone a day off.

Starting tomorrow, Song Feng will teach them the moves and routines by hand.

came up with a set of exercises suitable for everyone to practice collectively.

After a week of training, the arrogance in everyone's hearts gradually disappeared, and Song Feng's orders were executed neatly.

Song Feng asked them to go east, and these people would definitely not go west.

"The mantra has been taught to everyone, if there is no problem, now work in pairs and start practicing with each other."

"I have a problem."

Du Wei stood up from the ground and said, "Instructor Song, I have some questions about the cultivation of the mental method, is it inconvenient for me to ask you questions now?"