The next morning,

Nuo Lan was lying on the bed sleepily, and a piercing sound like an alarm echoed in the room.

Rubbing his eyes, he secretly complained:

"I didn't expect this room to have its own alarm clock. It's really hardcore."

The swordsmanship hall had informed him when he signed up yesterday that the formal classes would start early this morning.

For this reason, in order to prevent oversleeping, Nolan went out and bought an alarm clock.

What he didn't expect was that before the preset alarm clock went off, the room's built-in speaker automatically played the wake-up sound, waking him up from his sleep.

After getting up and taking some time to wash up, Nuolan put on the Taoist uniform issued by the sword hall.

It fits well. Different from the loose look of kendo clothing in my impression, the training clothes of Shunen Kendo Gym are more similar to tight-fitting traditional sportswear.

The material is silky smooth and extremely elastic. It doesn't feel restricted at all when worn on the body and is quite comfortable.

I opened the door and found that Sato next door had just finished tidying up.

"Good morning, Nolan!" As if his face was always filled with a cheerful smile, Sato raised his hand to Nolan.

"Morning." Nolan nodded.

Without saying much, both of them were looking forward to the upcoming kendo lessons.

After scribbling some bread for breakfast in the cafeteria, they rushed directly to the training ground.

This is an extremely open room, probably the size of a football field.

But the strange thing is that there are no equipment placed on the field.

It was empty, nothing.

When Nuo Lan entered the room, there were already a dozen students also wearing black and white training uniforms standing on the field.

It seems a bit surprising that the proportion of young people among these students is quite small, probably less than five.

Most of the rest were middle-aged men who looked to be in their thirties or forties.

After thinking about it for a while, it’s normal.

After all, advanced training classes are expensive, with a monthly fee of 850,000 yuan, which is not something that normal young people who have just entered society or students who are still studying can easily afford.

Moreover, not just anyone can squeeze out a closed training period where they cannot go out for at least a month.

From this point of view, it is not a problem for middle-aged people with happy families and financial freedom to become the main group of students in advanced training classes.

Nuo Lan arrived not too early, and they stood in the room and waited for nearly twenty minutes before all the students in the class finally arrived.

There were more than thirty people, which seemed like a lot.

But placed on an entire huge venue, even if the stations are relatively scattered, they only occupy a relatively small part.

"drop--"

A high-pitched whistle suddenly sounded, causing Nolan, who was chatting with Sato, to stop talking and look towards the center of the room.

There, a burly man was standing with his hands crossed and a serious look on his face.

The loose black sports pants and white sleeveless vest reveal his strong muscles, which are gently swayed by the whistle hanging around his neck.

Apparently, the whistle came from here.

"Hello everyone! I am 'Yusuke', the sixth disciple of the leader of the septorrhea hall." The strong man's voice was loud and his expression was cold. "If nothing happens, I will be responsible for your training in the next month."

As soon as he finished speaking, an unharmonious voice emerged from the crowd.

"Ah? Didn't you say that Pirito will teach you personally? Why did you replace him with another apprentice?"

"Can you teach me the sixth level of swordsmanship?"

Although only a few students took the lead, the words sounded particularly harsh in the spacious room.

Hearing this, the strong man couldn't help but reveal a sneer on his lips.

"At your level, you are still far from needing guidance from a teacher."

"Don't waste time. If you don't want to practice, turn right when you go out and there is an elevator that leads directly to the first floor."

"As a reminder, the hotel does not provide refunds."

The direct words made the originally noisy crowd quiet down.

Nuo Lan huddled inside, not speaking, just looking ahead silently.

As early as when he signed up for class, he had already learned from Miko that abdominal dissection did not often appear in the sword hall.

Therefore, I was not surprised that one of his disciples was responsible for leading the class.

At least for now, Nolan doesn't have any opinion on Yusuke.

As long as you can learn something real, it doesn't matter what the other person's identity is.

Yusuke's eyes were cold and he glanced around. Seeing that no more students showed up, he nodded slightly.

"Today is the first day of class, let's take it easy first."

He lowered his head and glanced at his watch, then pointed at the track outside the room.

"One hour, twenty laps."

"Start now!"

drop--

Another sharp whistle sounded,

The scattered students also started to move.

Nuolan followed the large group and took two steps before starting to trot.

His expression seemed to be calm and unchanged, but in his heart, something was wrong.

My body is still in the weak cultivation period and has not yet fully recovered.

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on if I run down like this.

He glanced around the room and frowned unconsciously.

At a rough look, for such a large room, the perimeter is about 400 meters.

Twenty laps, that’s eight thousand meters!

Eight kilometers an hour,

It is not difficult for amateur runners with a little practice.

Even ordinary people can achieve it if they work hard and exercise regularly and have good physical fitness.

Is it possible to handle the current state of my body...?

Nolan didn't have a clear answer in her mind.

Give it a try first, if it doesn't work then you have to give up.

To be honest, on the first day of the course, he planned to leave a good impression on the coach.

After all, there are more than thirty people in a class. No matter how meticulous the teacher is in teaching, it is impossible to cover everything and take into account every student.

At this time, if I can perform better.

Maybe you can get a little tilt when teaching and learn more.

Therefore, unless it was absolutely necessary, Nuolan still didn't want to give up.

Subconsciously, Nuolan's mind gradually calmed down.

The enhanced perception ability was quietly used.

The originally slightly rapid and chaotic breathing gradually became regular and steady;

Keep your back straight and your core tight to avoid wasting body strength to the greatest extent;

The stride length is coordinated, the soles of the feet are on the ground, and the upper and lower legs are combined to exert force to reduce the burden on the leg muscles...

Even he himself didn't notice,

Without even realizing it, his body automatically adjusted to the posture that was most suitable for his current condition.

Sato, who witnessed everything on the other side, couldn't help but look a little surprised.

It was obvious that the other party just looked like a layman,
Chapter completed!