At night.

Li Guanqi left Wang Yanqing's boudoir... Only then did he find out that he actually slept in Wang Yanqing's bed for three days and three nights.

Not only that.

There are also soul-shielding necklaces, earnest instructions after a fight with the instructor, weapon-pointing snow guns, and the body-training method "Burning the Body with Flames"...

Wang Yanqing really gave him a lot.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The moon was sparse, and in the square where the new recruits were training, the dull sound of beating wooden stakes suddenly came from the place.

"Um?"

These sounds interrupted Li Guanqi's thoughts, and he couldn't help but listen to them.

Under the darkness of night, at the position of the wooden dummy, there was a thin figure sweating profusely as he kept hitting the wooden dummy and practicing the moves of the "Red Blood Army Fist".

Too bad it's too bad.

In fact, the "Red Blood Army Fist" taught in the recruit camp should be a simplified boxing method with several levels, and the quality is (white) at best, but the recruit still can't practice it well.

"It's that guy again."

Li Guanqi raised his eyebrows slightly.

That guy seems to be called Zhao Shan?

His reputation in the recruit camp is almost as good as his.

However, although his reputation as "thorny head" is notorious, it is also a reputation that is feared by everyone.

But that Zhao Shan was different. He had a dull talent and a stupid personality. He was often bossed around by others. The most important thing was that he was too diligent. In addition to daily training, he would come to the square to practice alone at night.

People hate involution.

Especially when a group of people have worked very hard, but one person works even harder than them, and the effort exceeds the quota.

But if that's all, people will just look unhappy at him.

But Zhao Shan was different. Not only did he try hard, but it was useless. A stupid bird couldn't fly even if it flew first. He trained so hard all day long, but he couldn't even practice the most basic "Red Blood Army Fist" well.

The harder he works, the more ridicule he gets.

Li Guanqi was not surprised.

After all, this is human nature.

Diligent and outstanding geniuses will be envied.

A mediocre person who is diligent but poor will be laughed at.

Only when we lie down together will we become gregarious.

But there is no point in being gregarious.

The crane stands out from the chickens. The crane does not get along with the chickens. But when it stands with a group of chickens, who will pay attention to that group of chickens? Who cares whether the crane and the chickens get along with each other?

certainly.

A better choice is for you, as a crane, to leave the chickens next to you and go to the top of the mountains where cranes belong.

Li Guanqi actually has a pretty good impression of Zhao Shan.

"The legs are too far in, so move them out a little bit! The right hand is too far out, so move them inward three inches!"

Group of wooden dummies.

Li Guanqi walked slowly out of the night, and without saying a word, he began to correct Zhao Shan's punching posture.

"Li, Brother Li?!"

Zhao Shan looked at the sudden arrival of Li Guanqi in astonishment, his dark face full of surprise, and then a slightly excited and nervous look emerged.

He is an ordinary person in the new military camp, not even a different-blood warrior, just an ordinary person. He has always admired the powerful warriors in the reserve camp like Li Guanqi.

"Watch me practice again."

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Li Guanqi smiled, and then punched the "Red Blood Army Fist" against the wooden man in front of him.

"Do you understand?"

"understood."

"You practice."

"Bang bang..."

"Okay, you didn't understand it at all."

"Watch me practice again."

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"understood?"

"Uh-huh!"

"You practice."

"boom……"

"You damn meow...forget it, show up in the first boxing stance and I'll teach you from the beginning."

"oh oh."

square.

The sound of the wooden dummy being hit was heard one after another, and from time to time, Li Guanqi's helpless and angry yelling could be heard.

It turns out that teaching an idiot is really difficult.

Today is the last day of the month. According to military regulations, there will be no training or bugles today, so Li Guanqi has been teaching Zhao Shan to practice until late at night, and there is no bugle sound to urge them to go back to camp to sleep.

As for disturbing people?

Of course it bothers me!

How could the banging, banging, banging of wooden dummies not be noisy? In addition, the square was empty, so the sound spread farther.

But who dares to stop it?

That was Li Guanqi, the recruit's toughest opponent in the recruit camp. Even the instructor dared to fight him!

As for reporting it to the instructor for processing?

I screamed, but I don’t know why...and then I lost faith.

"Li, Brother Li, I, I feel, my, my hand... is going to be broken."

"boom!"

Among the wooden dummies, Zhao Shan fell directly to the ground, his whole body arranged in a large character shape, looking at the starry sky in the sky, breathing heavily.

He is just an ordinary person with limited muscular endurance, and now he has reached his limit.

And Li Guanqi is not the boxing master Chen Yan. He has not yet figured out his own "shi" called invincibility. He cannot use "shi" to drive the energy of others and maintain continuous training like Chen Yan.

"Hey, Zhao Shan."

Li Guanqi leaned against the wooden dummy and glanced at the dark young man on the ground, "Why do you want to be a soldier?"

"Because I want to go to the battlefield!"

Zhao Shan looked at him excitedly.

"Why do you want to go to the battlefield?" Li Guanqi was a little surprised, "Everyone avoids war, but you want to go to the battlefield?"

"You go to the battlefield to protect your home and country!"

Zhao Shan looked at the stars and moon in the sky, grinning softly, his face full of longing and excitement, "When I go to the battlefield, I can gain military merit, get a new blood, and become a powerful warrior!

Then I can get more military merits, get more rewards, and become a more powerful warrior. If this cycle continues, I can become a general on the battlefield!

Lead your troops across the battlefield!

To succeed!

Returning home in glory!

I want to make all the villagers proud of me! I also want to marry the little girl in the village. She promised me that she will marry her when I bring her a betrothal gift!"

"..."

Li Guanqi was silent.

Is this what most low-level soldiers think?

Daluo has a strong national power and sufficient food. There is basically no such thing as having to serve as a soldier because you are about to starve to death.

Ordinary people who come to serve as soldiers basically have only one idea.
To be continued...