When you get used to one thing, that time flies quickly. Therefore, when the Jiazi class and the Yichou class got used to Mu Sen's ruthlessness, the days were like flowing water.

I licked my fingers and cried bitterly. In fact, Mu Sen doesn't want to be a villain, but many times this is a matter of no choice, is it possible that you still believe that their self-discipline is not possible? Self-discipline is a thing that divides people and also depends on mood. So......

"Bunnies, from the time the rallying call sounded to the time you all stood here, you took ten breaths! Are you pigs?" Mu Sen shouted in a vicious tone with a pair of sunglasses, then clasped his hands to his chest.

More than 100 students in Class A and Class B were unfazed, standing there as calm as a mountain and listening to Mu Sen's lecture. After a month of training, they understood two truths. First, everything that the sacrificial wine says is true. Second, if you are wrong, please refer to the first point. Questioning is allowed, but the consequences are also quite serious.

Some time ago, some people questioned Mu Sen about wearing sunglasses at night, but since the fierce man was locked up in a small black room for two days, even if Mu Sen is now wearing women's clothes, everyone will not have any reaction.

"The old rule, five hundred laps. Finish the run just in time for breakfast. ”

"By the way, let's schedule today's lesson before we run. In the morning, the queue can be used to achieve basic military literacy, in the afternoon it will learn the art of war and topography, and in the evening it will be a group confrontation. ”

In addition, the winner of this group battle will receive a portion of the food cooked by the sake himself. ”

Mu Sen's voice was clear, and he whirled for a long time in the still dark martial arts arena. After the initial adaptation period in the past, Mu Sen no longer trained them in basic military literacy day and night, but began to add courses in other aspects, such as military lectures, practice, and so on. If you want to be a general, you must be an all-rounder.

Mu Sen's last sentence of the winner's reward obviously shocked the hearts of many students, who doesn't know that Mu Sen's production must be a high-quality product? But because of the discipline that has been rooted in the blood, they did not speak, but one by one, the momentum rose, and there were bright sparks in their eyes.

Since this time, there have been many tragic confrontations between classes and between groups, and each confrontation, as long as there is a means not expressly prohibited by the rules, they have used it in turn, and they have resorted to everything. Jiazi class once made a bold statement, asking the B Chou class to go to the soil to dig food and eat from now on, until they didn't dare to raise their eyes to the sky. And the Yichou class threatened to beat the Jiazi class into a pig's head, and then directly pulled it to the Luoyang store to marinate.

In addition to the sparks between classes, there is not calm between groups. Group A had vowed to let the sub-group wash their socks for the rest of their lives, while Group B wanted the ugly group to serve the foot-washing water of Sansheng III.

Seeing that everyone was stirring up sparks, Mu Sen nodded with satisfaction, and then walked towards the Luoyang shop with his hands behind his back, it was time to make breakfast for this group of animals. Moreover, it is time for the Luoyang store to open. Alas, one by one is like a rice bucket, and the martial arts department will be eaten and bankrupt by them sooner or later. Mu Sen lamented in his heart.

But there is no way to do it, poor and rich. Why is it so difficult for low-level martial artists to get ahead compared to the martial artists of the major forces and families? In fact, the fundamental reason is not the difference in talent, but the inequality in resources. Martial artists of big powerful families have no shortage of various resources such as spirit stones, pills, and exercises since childhood, and of course it is relatively easy to cultivate, and their cultivation is relatively fast. But the low-level martial artists have nothing, except for those who are indeed outstanding in the Son of Heaven, it is almost difficult to compare with the martial artists of the same generation of big power families.

After so much talk, Mu Sen actually wants to express that if there is no shortage of resources, it is really expensive. This is still at the expense of the B-Chou class, if the B-Chou class also ate white food, Mu Sen would have gone to sell blood a long time ago.

No matter how Mu Sen lamented, the Jiazi class and the Yichou class had already run in a hurry, and the two of them were in a row, like a long dragon, rolling and swinging, and the neat pace stepped on the mountains and rivers, like a muffled thunder valley.

"One, Two, Three, Four"

"One-two-three-four"

......

I've heard slogans, I've seen soldiers and horses. Anyway, after Mu Sen's training during this time, the Jiazi class finally has the appearance of a little elite soldier. As for the B Chou class, because it has a foundation, it has long been presentable.

"I said fatty, are you still good?" said Chen Dashuai, who was in a row with Miyajima, after running three hundred laps, gasped a little. He couldn't help but worry, Miyajima's current state was really a little unbearable, soaking wet, his face was pale, and his eyes were a little fluttering.

Miyajima didn't speak, but shook his head, indicating that he was fine. He didn't dare to speak, he was afraid that after the breath in his chest was vented, he would never be able to lift it again.

"Come on. Chen Dashuai said.

In fact, Chen Dashuai admired Miyajima a lot, in the first few days after he came, seeing Miyajima's overall half-dead appearance, he thought that this young master of the broad family would soon be unable to hold on. But unexpectedly, Miyajima gritted his teeth and stayed, and he didn't even complain during the period. You must know that many low-level martial artists are complaining every day, thinking that Mu Sen is deliberately rectifying everyone.

Chen Dashuai scoffed at this statement, how idle is the wooden sacrificial wine, so that he can raise a group of warriors for nothing? Treat everyone to eat, manage everyone's accommodation, and teach everyone the art of war. Chen Dashuai once calculated in private, counting the elixir juice, elixir, fierce beast food, etc., the cost of the martial arts department every day was astronomical. Although he didn't know why Mu Sen let them practice these seemingly useless things, his reverence for Mu Sen had not diminished in the slightest.

After gains and losses, we know the gains and losses. Compared to the life he had lived before, he felt that the present days were heaven. As for hard work, no matter how hard you work, can you have a muddy nightmare and live harder?

However, Chen Dashuai's insistence for no reason obviously could not convince everyone, and everyone still complained about Mu Sen's unreasonable training, until that night Miyajima pointed out the country.

"It's not common sense, you know what a fart?! This is the real art of war!"

"After practicing for so long, you haven't discovered the benefits of these basic military literacy, have you forgotten your mind?"

"You don't have to look at it, it's only taken us a few days to have a warband atmosphere. What does this mean? It means that with this method we can quickly pull up a team anytime, anywhere!"

"How long does it take to form a training regiment normally? How long does it take to form a training regiment in this way? When you come to the sacrificial wine and teach you these things without concealment, you are still full of complaints, and your conscience is eaten by yourself?"

......

As the heir of the Miyajima family, Miyajima's vision is obviously much higher than everyone else, so when he snorted for a while, many students were all sneering. They are not white-eyed wolves, but they are embarrassed by the heavy training they don't understand, and they will become resentful. But when they know the truth, how can they complain?

Since that day, the morale of the Koko class has obviously improved a lot, and Miyajima has also established his position in Group A, except for the leader Man Yangze, he has the highest prestige. Because of his knowledge, even the students of the sub-group and the Yichou class like to ask him some questions, and he does not refuse to come, so he is now talking about the popularity of the martial arts department, which is quite good.

Miyajima nodded at Chen Dashuai, and then continued to use his spiritual power against the powerful gravity. Now when it comes to running laps, Mu Sen no longer forbids them to use spiritual power. With such good intentions?

yes, that's that kind.

"This gravity must be five times as strong now, right?" Miyajima said to himself. When Mu Sen announced that he could use spiritual power for running laps, everyone cheered, but he was the only one who didn't show a look that saw through everything. Sure enough, the premise of allowing the use of spiritual power in running laps is to increase gravity, and it is three times the gravity when it comes up, which is very simple.

The not-so-strong but very pure spiritual power slowly flowed through Miyajima's limbs and bones, nourishing his sore meridians. In fact, Miyajima's cultivation is not low, and with the accumulation of the huge resources of the Miyajima family, he was at the peak of foundation building a year ago. Of course, there is a big difference between this kind of foundation building peak and the kind of foundation building peak that has experienced life and death. Against the kind of warrior who often licks blood from the knife edge, Miyajima estimates that he can't even beat the early stage of foundation building.

It is said that loving mothers have many defeated children, but in fact, loving fathers are the same. As the head of the Gong family, Gong Yan is well-informed, how could he not know about this? But how can he know? He just can't force Miyajima, the only seedling, to go to penance. And Miyajima himself is not a self-disciplined master, so his cultivation has been hanging there, filling the façade until he joins the martial arts department.

Miyajima believes that joining the martial arts department is the most correct decision he has made over the years, where there are the best teachers, the most delicious food, and the most whimsical collisions. Although it is a little hard, it is far better than being a canary in the palace. And most importantly, his progress after entering the martial arts department is visible to the naked eye. Not to mention the progress in the art of war, the progress in cultivation alone is enough to make his heart flutter.

It seems that the martial arts department is all about re-teaching knowledge related to the art of war, but there is no separation between military and martial arts, and some training has a great benefit to their cultivation. Take this running lap as an example, under the effect of gravity, they no longer temper their spiritual power all the time. Don't look at the current Miyajima's spiritual power is far less strong than before, but in terms of refinement purity alone, after the explosion of the previous two streets, the actual combat power has also increased.

In fact, most of the students in the Jiazi class and the Yicho class are similar to Miyajima's situation, and they have made significant progress in terms of spiritual power purity and combat effectiveness. So they are always looking for someone to fight now, but unfortunately there is no one to find fault with in the past month, so they can only enjoy the confrontation. But how can simulated confrontation be exciting with real knives and guns?

I'm so bored, I want someone to hit me.

"What, come to smash the field?" Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, sweeping in all directions like a stormy wave.

Hearing this voice, the students of Class A and Class B were stunned for a moment, and then the murderous spirit boiled, shattering the sky and clouds, and then the two classes merged into a torrent, Hao Hao soup, and attacked towards the small shop in Luoyang.