Host: Wang Ye.

Strength:1.05.

Speed:1.

Physical strength: 1.3.

Vision: 0.9.

Memory:1.5.

Reaction: 1.3.

Storage space: one cubic meter.

Skills: Stacking army quilt LV3 (full level), Lightly equipped three-kilometer cross-country level 3 (2/40), Push-ups Lv3 (3/40), Stop and turn method Lv3 (full level), Military posture Lv3 (32/40), four

100 meters Lv1 (8/10), 100 meters sprint Lv

1(5/10), pull-up LV2 (4/20), rules and regulations Lv3 (full level), step Lv2 (13/20), step Lv2 (18/20), leapfrog Lv1 (5/10)

,Military Boxing lv1(1/10).

Skill points: 5.

Another week is about to end, and Wang Ye's personal attributes have changed again. So far, the strength attribute that was originally a hindrance has also increased by 0.05 due to the upgrade of pull-ups and push-ups.

All of Wang Ye's basic attributes, except for his eyesight, are a little bit worse than normal.

It took half a month to reach this level, and Wang Ye was quite satisfied.

The only regret is that at this stage, I still only train the team every day and do simple physical training, but don’t do any other projects.

Even the military body boxing was taught by Gang.

"Come, stand here!"

After Wang Ye's military punch, Ye Sanshi said that the movements were not in place, and then took Wang Ye and others to the parallel bars on the side of the training ground.

Now Ye Sanshi asked Wang Ye to stand between the two iron pillars at one end of the parallel bars. Then Ye Sanshi smiled and took out two packing belts from his pocket.

"Uh, no, monitor, what are you going to do!"

Wang Ye felt something was wrong. Looking at Ye Sanshi's movements, he had an ominous premonition.

"Stand still, don't move!"

A smile bloomed on Ye Sanshi's dark face: "You don't have the right martial arts skills, let me help you!"

While talking, he took Wang Ye's left hand and actually wanted to tie his left hand to the pole.

"Ah?" Wang Ye was confused, and then struggled hard, not wanting to be tied up.

Wang Ye doesn't want this kind of help.

However, it is obviously not a question that Wang Ye thinks about now.

"Wang Ye!" Ye Sanshi suddenly pulled a face and called Wang Ye's name.

"Arrived!"

For half a month, Wang Ye immediately responded to the conditioned response he had been taught.

"Don't move, give me your hand!"

Ye Sanshi gave the order directly.

This made Wang Ye a little helpless.

"Squad leader, can you let me know clearly? Why do you want to tie me up?"

When he stopped resisting, Wang Ye let him tie him up, but he didn't give up either.

Ye Sanshi smiled with satisfaction: "That's what I like about you, your ability to execute."

After saying that, he spoke again: "It's okay, I'm just helping you stretch your ligaments!"

"Ah!"

Wang Ye's eyes widened, and his hands immediately began to struggle again.

Damn it, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

To pull the ligament, he wanted to try doing the splits on his own before, but the pain would be unbearable after reaching a certain level.

Now he actually has to force himself to pull it open.

How painful it is!

Even though Wang Ye has high execution ability, he is still a little panicked now.

But it was already too late. One arm was straightened and Ye Sanshi quickly tied it to the iron pillar with a strap. Although the other arm was not tied yet.

But Ye Sanshi has already caught him.

"Don't move, this is a necessary process. How can you straighten your kick without stretching the ligaments?

How to kick high?

Whether it is to practice military boxing or for future tactical movements, you must pass this level!"

At this second, most of the people in Class 5 who were watching the show with smiles stopped smiling on the spot

"Ah, monitor, we want it too!" Zhang Ping'an shook his head, looking scared.

Of course, not everyone is like this.

Wan Baojiang and Liang Fan, as students from the sports school and students with sports specialties, immediately started laughing.

Pull the ligament!

What a terrible memory.

"Hey, this is good, monitor, let me help you!" Liang Fan ran to the other side to help grab Wang Ye's hand.

"Go away, Liang Fan, you deserve a beating!" Wang Ye glared at him.

But it was of no use. At this time, Liang Fan happily pretended to be deaf, helped pull Wang Ye's hand away and leaned it against another iron pillar of the parallel bars, then asked Ye Sanshi to tie it up with a packing belt.

All of a sudden, Wang Ye stretched out his hands straight, and his two arms were tied to the double poles.

The whole person feels as if he is about to be executed.

enIn fact, in Wang Ye's opinion, this is punishment.

"Ah~ It hurts. It hurts. Stop. Oops, shit. Monitor Ye Laohei!"

On one side of the training ground, Wang Ye's miserable howl rang out.

Hearing this cry, the recruits from other classes on the training ground couldn't help but look here again.

Afterwards, some of them gloated, while others couldn't help but swallow their saliva and looked at their squad leader with evasive eyes

"What are you looking at? It's just a ligament stretch. You have to do it in the next two days!"

Class 3 was relatively close to the parallel bars training ground. At this time, their squad leader’s words instantly made all the recruits in their class go numb.

Naturally, when some people in Class 5 heard what he said, they all looked at him sideways.

Some of the recruits in the two classes looked at each other.

Both sides can see the panic in each other's eyes.

After all, Wang Ye's scream at this time was too miserable.

This is the first time Wang Ye has screamed like this since he joined the army.

Wang Ye had performed very well in everything before.

From the emergency gathering on the first day to the internal affairs and training, Wang Ye never cried out about hardship, let alone yelled.

But now.

It hurts, it really hurts.

His hands were tied, and he was being pushed by Liang Fan to prevent his body from deforming. Not only was he bending over, but he was also pulling his legs apart.

Behind him, Ye Sanshi was grinning even more, but his tone was pretending to be serious. He ordered Wang Ye to relax his body, and then pressed Wang Ye's shoulders hard.

Splits.

Wang Ye had never played it in his whole life, but now he succeeded with the pressure of several people.

My legs are hurting from the bend of the knees to the tendons in the thighs to the crotch.

To describe it in one sentence, Wang Ye, who forced himself to do the splits, felt as if he had given birth to a child.

Although he has never experienced the pain of giving birth.

But he felt that his current pain would definitely catch up.

"Okay, come on, change your position!" Behind him, Ye Sanshi spoke with a smile.

Immediately, Wang Ye raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened: "Ah! It's coming again. Slowly, slowly"

Wang Ye is really numb. He actually thinks that his endurance is strong enough, but he still can't stand it.

This damn ligament opening method is too painful.

"Why slow down? Take advantage of the pain and numbness now and get it right at once!"

Ye Sanshi smiled and untied the packing belt that bound Wang Ye's hands.

At this time, he doesn’t have to worry about Wang Ye running away.

Because even if Wang Ye is allowed to run, he can't run.

Pulling his legs, Wang Ye's legs are now absolutely like noodles, and he can't exert any strength at all.

Ye Sanshi has a deep understanding of this point.

After all, this is how he came here back then

The packing belt is used to tie Wang Ye’s legs this time.

Put your legs together, one on the calf and one on the thigh.

Then several people joined together, two of them were responsible for straightening Wang Ye's hands, and two others helped hold down the tied feet.

And he used all his strength from behind to bend Wang Ye's body toward the front, bending his tied legs, and pressed him down.

"Ah~!"

Wang Ye’s screams reappeared
Chapter completed!