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The disciples who participated in the suppression of bandits, in just an instant, carried out Yang Yi's order, and stood straight one by one, without squinting, like statues.

They have a deep understanding of how important standing training is to the combination of sword formations, whether it is in terms of momentum, will, discipline, neatness and other aspects, a simple standing includes everything.

And some disciples who don't know why are in a commotion.

Standing still?

This is also called training? Do you think you're practicing pile gong? But pile gong also has to move your muscles and bones to achieve a rapid flow of qi and blood, right?

Seeing this, Yang Yi's expression was as usual, he had obviously expected the performance of the disciples.

"Wu Feng, get out of the ranks! Tell them how important standing training is to the sword formation. Yang Yi said in a deep voice, he was too lazy to tell the disciples, just in time for Wu Feng to come out and show his face.

After all, in the future training, he can't be there every day, and he must let Wu Feng train on his behalf.

"Yes!"

Wu Feng was busy coming out of the ranks, and after saluting Yang Yi respectfully, he looked at the disciples.

"In the battle of Broken Soul Mountain that day, my 800 disciples of the bandit team slaughtered 10,000 elite bandits in Broken Soul Mountain, do you know why?" Wu Feng shouted loudly.

"What else can it be, it must rely on strength!"

"That's right, the bandit suppression team is generally a master of qi accumulation, and against the bandits who are generally only in the body refining realm, it is not easy to capture!"

"Yes, the strength is high, and it can naturally be crushed. ”

A group of disciples speculated and said.

Wu Feng suddenly sneered.

"Haha...... Haven't you considered the number of the other side? Before the 10,000 elite bandits, we only had 800 people, so how could we fight 100 with one strength?

When the disciples heard this, their faces changed.

Yes, in front of 10,000 elites, there are enemies everywhere, swords and weapons everywhere, no matter how strong 800 people are, can they still be defeated by one enemy?

"Okay, I'll let you see first, how far-fetched your so-called strength is. Wu Feng said slowly.

Then, he looked at Yang Yi: "Please also ask the hall master to allow me to temporarily order the bandit team." ”

"Yes. Yang Yi nodded.

With Yang Yi's permission, Wu Feng immediately let a group of bandit teams come out and formed a Beidou sideways push formation.

Afterwards, Wu Feng faced the group of disciples.

"Now, please all the True Transmission Senior Brothers come out and stand in front of the bandit team. Wu Feng said.

A group of true disciples, there were more than 200 people, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then they came out of the queue and came to the front of the bandit team, staring at the group of bandit team disciples closely.

And Wu Feng, at this moment, shouted: "Beidou pushes horizontally, charges!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A group of bandit suppression teams couldn't help but burst out with a shocking roar, and all of them charged out neatly, and the momentum was extremely violent.

"Ahh

In an instant, the sudden momentum was like the raging waves of the sea, and the infinite evil qi rushed to the face, and suddenly some true disciples were frightened and subconsciously took a step back.

It's just that with this retreat, the formation of the entire True Transmission disciples was instantly disrupted, and all the True Transmission disciples hurriedly worked hard to stabilize their figures, and some even performed light skills.

However, the range of their movements to stabilize their bodies was too great, and it actually led to the second chaos, and the chaos suddenly became more chaotic.

And the bandit squad had already rushed to their approach, and they were about to push it overbearingly.

All the True Transmission disciples couldn't help but turn pale. And some of the disciples who watched the battle even subconsciously closed their eyes.

And at this time.

"Stop the charge!" Wu Feng shouted.

All the disciples of the bandit suppression team suddenly stopped, and the formation was still extremely neat, as if they had never moved.

And the disciples of the True Transmission were able to stop the chaos, and their faces were red and embarrassed one by one.

They were so frightened by a group of inner disciples that they were so embarrassed.

It's just that they recalled the evil aura that the bandit team showed just now, it was really terrifying, they would be frightened, but they were not wronged at all.

Wu Feng suddenly said coldly: "If, just now on the battlefield, most of you have been killed and wounded, now, do you still think that the victory of the bandit suppression team is because of strength?"

"No!"

Wu Feng shook his head categorically and roared excitedly: "All this is because our bandit squad is a whole, just like a long sword, although the number is small, it can penetrate everything, and is not afraid of everything. ”

"And to do that, it's not about the strength, it's about the discipline that we're disciplined, we're moving in unison, and everybody is united and integrated. ”

And this is precisely the training with the standing movement, you don't think this movement is very simple, but it is the most effective way to train discipline, and even will, momentum, and so on. ”

"Once we are disciplined, strong-willed, and strong-willed, then it is natural to win more with less, and defeat the strong with the weak. Wu Feng shouted again and again.

When the disciples heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked, and they looked at each other.

Wu Feng's words are not wrong at all.

Imagine, when tens of thousands, thousands of people, swing their swords in unison, how strong should that momentum be, that power?

Even against a team with several times the number of your own, I am afraid that you can instantly chisel through and rush back and forth!

At this moment, the disciples finally understood how important this seemingly useless training was.

Yang Yi couldn't help but smile, he was very satisfied with Wu Feng's performance.

"Now, do you understand?" Yang Yi asked.

"Understood!" the disciples shouted in unison.

"Okay, all the disciples return to the team and stand for an hour!" Yang Yi ordered.

When the disciples heard this, they immediately obeyed the order, quickly formed the team, and then began the training of standing in a military posture.

During this period, Yang Yi also ordered a few words from time to time, asking the disciples to turn in unison and take less breath.

For a while, the training of the disciples was carried out in an orderly manner.

At this time, in the square team, a black-faced young man was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Senior Brother Mingyu asked him to sabotage Yang Yi's training.

However, at the beginning, when Yang Yi was not yet there, he instigated some disciples to disrespect Yang Yi's orders, but Yang Yi easily resolved them.

And now, Yang Yi's training is undoubtedly on the right track.

It wasn't what he wanted.

It seems that he can only take action in person, challenge Yang Yi, and let Yang Yi lose face in front of all the disciples, so as to sabotage Yang Yi's training.

He wants to see, Yang Yi, who has lost face, what kind of face does he have to train his disciples?

Thinking of this, the young man's heart was ruthless.

"Hmph...... Lao Tzu is no longer practicing, what kind of training is this? Is it possible to stand up and show strength?" the young man shouted loudly.

In an instant, it attracted the attention of many disciples.

"It's ...... Senior Brother Duan Minghe!"

"Really, the seventh disciple under the head of the house, why did he also participate in the training?"

"He hasn't been promoted to first-class strength yet, so naturally he has to train. ”

The disciples whispered.

Yang Yi frowned and looked at Duan Minghe coldly. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )