The sky was slightly clear, Fu Yang retracted his gestures, jumped out of bed and habitually stretched his legs.

In the sixteen years when he grew up, the first thing he did when he got up every day was not to wash or fold the quilt, but to get out of bed and do stretching and stretching exercises.

It's important to him, and in order to stay in shape, exercise is essential. This simple little exercise is the only deliberate exercise he has in a day, carrying the burden of keeping him in shape.

So it has to be done, well, that's it.

Now as a cultivator of the Battle Spirit Realm, he no longer needs to exercise to maintain his figure, and he will not have numb legs or anything because of sitting for a long time.

However, habit becomes natural, and it is natural to get up and have a set of stretching.

"Whew~" Life is so good now.

Glancing at the abyss where the quilt was only half covered, and the body was still lying seriously if it was covered or not, Fu Yang didn't understand a little: Is he tired, or does he love to sleep honestly?

After washing, the abyss is still the same urine (sui). After reading this glance, Fu Yang felt the need to call him.

When he raised his hand and waved out, an icy "wind" blew up and blew upwards along the feet of the abyss. That feeling is cool and refreshing.

"Oh Ou ......" A spirit in the abyss turned over, and after figuring out the situation, he winked at the expressionless Fuyang: "Eh, Brother Fuyang is early." ”

Fu Yang: "......", turned around and walked out of the room, and said as he crossed the light curtain: "Morning".

The person walked to the bed and folded the quilt: "Fuyang, another fun guy." Abyss Mu Zi shrank slightly.

Training Ground:

"Everyone, relax. ”

With a call from the centurion, all the recruits who stood up straight entered a state of relaxation.

"I know you're not tired, so give me a rest of incense. ”

"Hahaha......"

......

Everyone was amused, and the abyss laughed very happily, even silly.

After a stick of incense, the centurion raised his right hand and went straight up: "Assemble." ”

"Tell me,

The first three hours are the practice of standing, sitting, and moving forward, which is an appetizer, and the next training is the main course. ”

Everyone smiled happily and talked about it.

"Yo roar, one by one is very happy and looking forward to it, but remember, although the content of the past three hours is simple, it is the symbol of our soldiers,

For the next four months, we had to do what we had just done for the first three hours of each day, and then everything else, understand?"

The centurion walked around the procession, his eyes fixed on the faces of the crowd, and everyone was looked at for a moment, his sonorous words, powerful inquiry,

Before they knew it, everyone stopped talking, and raised their heads and chests, stood straight, and looked at the centurion: "I understand." ”

"Very well, this is what a soldier should be. Next step in combat training, do you see that big quagmire?" the centurion pointed out.

Everyone: "See." ”

The shape of the quagmire is extremely irregular, wide in some places, narrow in others, hundreds of meters long. There are aquatic plants in the meantime, which are not tall, not thick, and not old, and they are quite lush when they are far away.

"Combat training, requires two people to be a group, no spiritual power is allowed to be used in fighting, but I must be punched to the flesh, and my feet must be implemented, who dares to paddle in the water, I will go up is a kick, do you understand?"

"Understood. ”

"In the past. ”

More than a hundred people quickly rushed to the side of the big quagmire.

Good fellow, what kind of quagmire is this, it's a swamp at all, and the water is on the mud, and it is half waisted by the water and grass.

As soon as they stepped down, everyone looked back at the centurion. What about the big quagmire?

"Ah...... I forgot to say it just now, but to add, the head is not stuck in the water, and it is not allowed to use spiritual power to climb out. ”

Just ask if your stings are irritating, hehehehehe.

Everyone: "......"

Centurion: "Look, hurry up and find someone, group up within five breaths, and get ready to start." ”