Chapter 2: Receiving Training

Afternoon. Martial arts arena.

Fifty family disciples gathered on the martial arts arena.

Grand Elder Leng Mu said to everyone, "From now on, I will be your teacher, and I will train you for four years, and then you will call me a teacher." The oldest of you is ten years old, the youngest is six years old, no matter how young you are, but for the sake of your future, for the future of the family, you must work hard, you are the hope of the family, and the training will be extremely cruel. I hope you stick with it and don't let me down. ”

Cold Weeping Soul doesn't care so much, he wants to become strong quickly. He simply ignored the words of the Great Elder.

"Little guys, now you run twenty laps around the martial arts arena," Leng Mu said.

Twenty laps of cold crying soul is about to pee when I hear it, so many, one lap of eight hundred meters, twenty laps, my mother !! sixteen kilometers. Let no one live. But although I complained in my heart, I still did it.

More than fifty family disciples began to run around the martial arts arena one after another, and the slowest of them belonged to our Cold Weeping Soul, who was young and had short legs, so he could only run last. Although the cold crying soul ran at the end, I was still looking forward to it, after all, it was just the beginning, and the freshness was very strong.

That's it...... One lap,

............ Two laps,...... Three laps...... Four laps.

All afternoon, these fifty children were running these twenty laps, and Leng Weeping Soul used to think that this martial arts arena was actually very small, but today it feels very big. "Hmph, if you become the head of the house in the future, you will definitely tear it down," Leng Weeping Soul thought very arrogantly.

As the sun set, everyone finally finished the task, and the children felt unusually tired.

This is the Great Elder Leng Mu walking into the martial arts arena, looking at the family disciple with great satisfaction.

"Little ones, this is just the beginning, I've only been training your physique for the past four years. Lay your foundation firm, and come here today, and go home and eat. Tomorrow morning to continue. Leng Mu turned around and left.

dragged back to the side courtyard after being exhausted. I saw my father and mother greet me at the door.

"Hello Daddy, do you feel sorry for me? Hehe, hey, specially greet me?"

"How's that, hard work. "Cold Iron Heart.

"It's hard, it's hard to die" sobbed coldly.

"Soul, do you remember what I said to you?" said Liufei.

"I know, mother, I won't give up, I will work hard, don't worry about it," Leng Cry said.

"Little girl, let's go, let's go to dinner. There's your favorite food waiting for you on the table. Leng Tiexin hugged his son dotingly. ....................................

Cold Weeping Soul is miserable every day, and its training is even more cruel, running with weights every day, physical training, speed training, reaction training, memory and so on. This kind of training is actually a training that every sect family disciple will go through, but it is still a bit reluctant to be two years younger than most people.

It's miserable every day!

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"Grandpa Mu, can you teach me something else?"

"Oh, what does the soul want to learn," Grand Elder Leng Mu asked with a smile.

"I just didn't want to train, I felt like I could do it. I'm no worse than anyone else! I think I should learn a lot of skills."

"Soul, don't be overjoyed and impatient when it comes to practicing martial arts," said the Great Elder Leng Mu, "The foundation is the most fundamental"

The cold sobbing soul who seemed to understand pouted his lips and felt speechless.

"Since you feel that you are very strong, then your current weight will be five times that of others from tomorrow. When you're as fast as you are now, and of course you're five times as heavy, you're done. Great Elder Leng Mu looked at Leng Weeping Soul with a grin.

"Okay, just get stronger, and I can put on the weight now. ”

Wear a weight-bearing armor and prepare to run, but it feels very difficult to walk, and everyone can see a small body running slowly in the martial arts arena.

"I went, it was so hard. It's so heavy, I feel like I can't lift my legs. The cold weeping soul gritted his teeth and kept moving forward. Swing your fists while moving. I didn't even finish 20 laps in one day, and this was the first time I didn't finish training.

Every day is a blur of flesh and blood, and tired like a dog. The whole body is very tired. It's hard to watch my son every day. Liu Fei burst into tears.

After hard training, day after day, year after year. The unconscious cold crying soul has already liked this feeling, and it has become a habit.

Every day's training, Cold Cry Soul is working hard to complete, and constantly surpassing itself, constantly breaking through in any aspect, and getting stronger day by day. The speed is constantly increasing, the speed of the punch is gradually getting faster, and the speed of running is also getting faster

Finish. It's easy to win in the fight against the beast. The daily performance made the Leng Mu Great Elder feel relieved, and felt that the Leng family had finally come out with a character.

"Brother Soul, let's be together" Several family disciples surrounded the soul and cried coldly.

"Come on, you're welcome. ”

Several clan disciples quickly attacked the Cold Weeping Soul from different positions with wooden swords in hand. And attack different key points. Cold Weeping Soul calmly used his speed to block all attacks. Back-handed knives swirled around and stabbed at these four people, quickly defusing the attacks of the four people, and the four people looked at each other for a moment, and immediately attacked the upper three of the cold weeping soul. But the Weeping Soul was faster, quickly holding a knife in his hand to block a man, and struck the leftmost person in the abdomen with a top knee. After a blow, he immediately lost his combat effectiveness.

In the distance, Leng Tiexin nodded with satisfaction watching his son's fight in an attic, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. "Hey, it looks like the stinky boy can go to the Scripture Pavilion, not bad. ”

"Come quickly, fight quickly" cold crying soul.

"Brother Soul, be careful," the three of them reminded at the same time. Quickly rush towards the Cold Weeping Soul, slashing, slashing, and stabbing at the same time to attack a position. A block followed by a roundhouse kick, a side kick, and a series of combos that left several people unable to parry.

"Broken" the cold crying soul roared. Then the three of them were knocked to the ground.

"Brother Soul, you won, why are you so strong, the four of us can't beat you, you can really do it," one of them said.

"It's a little more experienced than you, and you have to strike at the enemy quickly and consistently, and don't drag the mud and water. So you can too. Leng Wai Soul said with a grin.

"Thank you, Brother Soul, for telling us about your experience," the other said with a smile.

"There's nothing to thank you for, everyone is a family, don't talk to each other, okay, you're all tired and go to a rest meeting, I'll go train for a while." As he spoke, he staggered towards the training ground.

"I feel pretty good, but I don't know how fast I can get rid of the weight armor. The sobbing soul that was stretching out and squatting was thinking about it.

"Soul, it's time to eat. "Liu Fei, call someone to come and deliver food. In fact, at this time of the day, Liu Fei came to see the weeping soul. Every day, I feel very relieved to see my son gradually getting stronger every day.

"Got it, mother, have you eaten?"

"Mother, I've eaten, eat slowly, what do you do if you eat so fast. "Watching my son gobble up.

"By the way, what level are you graded by strength?"

"My strength is a sixth-order martial king," Liu Fei said affectionately to her son.

"Mother, you're so amazing, hey~ Why do you need to add a sixth order?"

"Actually, each stage is divided into nine small steps," Liu Fei said.

"That's right. ”

"Hurry up and train, it's time for my mother to go, I'm making food at night!" kissed the weeping soul's face.