A group of teenagers are doing physical training on a wide slate training ground, some older than them learning martial arts, others training on their own.

The group of teenagers who were training were younger, about eleven or twelve, and Wei Er was among them.

At this time, everyone was zamabu, and Wei Er was no exception.

At first, he was also very serious, and after holding on for dozens of seconds, he felt that his feet were sore and his legs were numb, and when the martial artist couldn't see, he quietly stood up and was lazy.

He found that Zamabu was not suitable for him, and in his previous life he had heard that Mabu was a necessary foundation for martial arts.

After trying it in this life, he found that some keyboard warriors can really blow!

You must know that he is a dignified traverser, and he lasts less than twenty seconds on the hurdle of horse step, which is too difficult!

Those key heroes even boasted that they could last for a minute, five minutes, half an hour, and even exaggerated that they could pierce for a few hours.

Sour!

Pain!

Hemp!

This is how Wei Er feels, it's too difficult.

After being lazy a few times without being detected, he simply stood up. completely ignores the contemptuous gaze of other teenagers and girls, and you should be upright and be yourself!

"Wei Er, what are you doing?"

Han Jiang saw that Wei Er actually stood up openly, and he finally couldn't help but reprimand.

He didn't see it when he was petty and lazy before, but this time he didn't give him face as a martial arts teacher, how can he be blamed.

He must be ashamed and indignant!

If it weren't for the master's command to take good care of him, don't hurt him!

He's already gone with a stick!

"Didn't do anything. ”

Wei Er said softly.

He still has to have a face, he's not that thick-skinned. And it's not that he doesn't know etiquette, there are so many people around him, he must give this teacher a little face.

Respect the teacher, he still understands.

"What are you doing, you're standing?"

Han Jiang ignored Wei Er's innocent appearance, and directly pressed step by step, the teaching stick in his hand was already waving back and forth, rubbing his rough palm from time to time.

The teenagers on the side are all waiting to see Wei Er's good show, although this martial arts teacher is very good at talking, but if he doesn't listen to him, he will be severely punished, and he will definitely be beaten with a stick before being punished!

Honestly, they're looking forward to it.

Most of them have been beaten with sticks!

"My legs are sore, my feet are numb, I can't stand and rest, huh?"

Wei Er said seriously.

Looking at Wei Er's serious appearance, for some reason Han Jiang felt that he was very shameless!

The teaching stick in his hand sounded 'Gada', as if he was about to kill, and the teenagers with horses next to him looked expectant, just waiting for the teacher's anger to explode, 'buzz'.

Like heavy rain pouring, the crisp sound of popping, snapping, snapping, how comfortable. A group of teenagers who had been beaten with sticks imagined the appearance of Wei Er's beating, and substituted their own experiences into Wei Er, they were so comfortable!

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes!

Han Jiang is not powerful!

He loosened the joints on his hands, 'clicked', and clenched the hand of the stick, no, not only the hand of the stick, but the green tendons of his whole body swelled, and the blood on his body boiled, and he looked like he had exploded, and he would say something like that.

Everyone can't believe it, is this still the legendary 'stick devil'?

"Just stand on one side with sore legs, don't have anything to do to stop others from training. ”

The voice sounded so 'gentle and soft' that everyone was simply stunned!

Never seen a teacher like this!

"Okay~!"

Wei Er honestly walked out of the team, looked left and right, although he was quite interested in other training, he knew that he should be persistent, and he couldn't give up halfway and be half-hearted.

So he sat down in front of the group of young men who were training, and although he could not complete the training of Zamabu with them, his spirit was with them.

Come on, Ollie give!

"What are you doing? If you don't concentrate well and control your qi and blood, how can you become stronger?"

"Be serious!"

Han Jiang, who was holding back a breath of anger, saw that the other people's attention was not very focused, and they dared to focus on him and Wei Er, so he reprimanded him, and the stick unceremoniously fell on a few teenagers who were closer to him.

"Papapa~"

This voice made Wei Er a little numb!

Cheering them up in his heart, Wei Er carefully observed the changes in these teenagers up close. Under the careful guidance of Teacher Han Jiang, they are all very good at completing the tasks assigned by the teacher.

"Other people's waste, do you still want to learn from others? It's fun to be a waste? You can't hold back your breath and haven't eaten?"

"I'm going to put my words here today, who of you meow (ma) can't hold up for an hour, and everyone will double their training in a few days!

"Did you hear that?"

Han Jiang said arrogantly, and the group didn't dare to respond, trembling all over! I don't know if it was the trembling caused by Zamabu, or if he was frightened, anyway, it was none of Wei Er's business, he didn't hear anything!

What does it mean, and what refers to Sang scolding Willow.

He didn't even know.

Wei Er sat on the side, quietly not speaking, just watching. As a person who understands, he knows that sometimes people have to learn to pretend to be disabled, what deaf, blind, lame, etc., he used to be very good at it!

Sit still, control your heart rate, try to stay calm...

Count, one, two, three, four, five, six.....

...

Dozens of minutes have passed...

He was almost in a daze when he sat down, and the group of young horses had not finished their steps, and it was a long time to count one, two, three. Didn't he just think that when the training for this project was finished, he would go in and continue training after the next step?

These teenagers are really not powerful, and they really don't give face.

He suffered a few blows in his heart, and his legs were almost numb as he sitted. He stood up, stretched, and moved his body by the way.

Much more comfortable!

It's better to be a person.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to stretch and move his muscles, and the group of trained teenagers in front of him also got a certain amount of rest time and could stand and rest for a while. Wei Er couldn't help but nodded, this group of teenagers is still okay.

Ma Bu can be rooted, much more powerful than the group of key heroes in the previous life!

He praised them for a moment in his heart, and it was not in vain that Wei Er stood and watched them train for a few more minutes.

Wei Er stood and thought about it and walked inside, he was about to return to the team.

"Wei Er, what are you doing?"

The sharp-eyed and quick-handed Han Jiang quickly grabbed Wei Er's back collar and asked him.

Wei Er slowly turned around and looked at him innocently.

"Of course it's back. ”

Those innocent big eyes made Han Jiang upset, if it weren't for ...... He had to teach this stinky boy a hard lesson, let him know what the love of a martial artist is!

The more he looked at it, the more he wanted to beat him, Han Jiang couldn't help but look away and put down Wei Er, who was holding in his hand.

"Go ahead, remember to follow the training. ”

There was a hint of a request in these words, Han Jiang really had no choice, and the head of the family told him to do his best to do so. He really can't help this kind of special guy, he can't make steel if he hates iron.

If it were his son, he Han Jiang would definitely beat him to the point that even his father knew him!

"Uh-huh. ”

Wei Er quickly responded to Han Jiangdao.

After walking a few steps quickly, after moving away from Han Jiang, he patted his chest and said softly.

"Scared the baby to death. ”