Following Feng Jueyu's merciless curses, insults and reprimands, the training ground in the woods immediately became silent. Thirty tall and burly men who stood up to the sky and stood upright lowered their heads in shame and anger at this moment.
Clenching his fists tightly, boundless anger surged in his eyes.
Ma Chengyun was surprised to find that these shameless people who usually cheated and cheated had such strong self-esteem buried deep in their hearts. And they were completely inspired by Feng Jueyu's words.
Seeing the thirty men gritting their teeth angrily and casting unwilling and angry glances at Feng Jueyu with furrowed brows, Ma Chengyun knew that even if they were driven away now, they would not dare to leave Qinghou Village.
Just to break Feng Jueyu's conclusion about them, they would rather risk their lives than let others look down upon them.
In addition to being surprised, Ma Chengyun was even more amazed by Feng Jueyu's vicious eyesight. He must know that it is many times more difficult to restore the self-esteem of these shameless guys than the next trip to the hot pot. I know people well.
His skills are quite good. Ma Chengyun thought in surprise.
In the woods, Feng Jueyu's eyes were fixed on a group of men coldly. When he saw that no one came forward after a few breaths, he raised his eyebrows and raised his voice several times.
"If you haven't left, I think you all have chosen to stay. In that case, let me announce the rules."
Feng Jueyu started walking in the open space with his hands behind his back. As he walked, he said: "Follow me. There are not many rules. There are only two. Remember them and just follow them."
A group of black-armored guards headed by the muscular man raised their heads at the same time...
"Rule 1: Follow orders in all actions. My orders are everything. Those who disobey orders will never be allowed to enter Qinghou Village again. Remember, no one will give you a second chance. This rule will take effect immediately."
All the men looked slightly tense, realizing how arbitrary this rule was.
"Article 2, if you have any objections, please refer to Article 1..."
Although the second rule is nonsense, it undoubtedly strengthens Feng Jueyu's determination to punish these thirty people. To put it bluntly, he is like God here, and he just makes these thirty men jump into the fire immediately, and all the men
You can never say no even half a word, and you must stop at the last word...
After explaining the two rules, Feng Jueyu asked loudly and coldly: "Did you hear that clearly?"
"I heard you clearly."
A group of men stared at Feng Jueyu with eyes that were full of fire, but they didn't show much respect.
However, Feng Jueyu doesn't need their respect at all. The most important thing at the moment is to make these bad guys fear him. Only by taking this step can they truly become a powerful team.
"The voice is too low, please speak louder." Feng Jueyu said dissatisfied.
"I heard you clearly..."
Thirty men shouted hysterically, causing birds to fly in the canopy of the forest and flowers to fly and leaves to fall.
Feng Jueyu nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the thirty men jokingly, and said: "I know you don't obey me, don't worry, I will make you hate me to the core soon."
As he spoke, Feng Jueyu stood in front of the team, took a step back calmly, looked at the group of men and ordered: "Everyone, please listen clearly. There are ten people in each row, divided into three rows, standing one foot apart from the front, back, left and right.
good……"
"hurry up……"
Feng Jueyu transformed into an evil coach and gave orders boldly. The thirty men were furious, but because of their previous promises, they could only accept their fate. Rusty Rusty finally arranged the formation according to Feng Jueyu's order, and stood up for training carelessly.
on the field.
When Feng Jueyu saw this, he smiled sarcastically and said: "Look at your virtues, you still want to become a black armored guard? What a fucking idiot, come out..."
He pointed at the strong man at the head. The strong man came out. Feng Jueyu used it as a benchmark and taught: "You must have a manner when standing, hold your chest out, raise your head, tighten your abdomen, lift your buttocks, and stand straight for me."
Already..."
As Feng Jueyu spoke, he slapped the muscular man on his chin, chest, waist and abdomen, and even his butt several times. He regarded the man as an example of standing in a military posture, posing similar to standing at attention.
He put the black gun weighing a hundred kilograms into the hands of the strong man, and immediately said to everyone: "Stand in this posture..."
The strong man was seen standing on the ground with a black gun in his hand, his feet slightly apart half a step, his upper body as tall as a mountain, and his head held high, appearing before everyone's eyes like a sculpture.
A group of men were confused when they saw this, but no matter how resentful they were, they didn't want to surrender in front of others. They all imitated the strong man and stood still. As a result, the momentum of the neat team changed, becoming more orderly and orderly.
, solemn, cold..., in the silence, there seemed to be an astonishing murderous aura emanating from the men, which was full of intimidation.
Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun watched quietly from the side, with huge waves surging in their hearts.
What is the most important thing for a soldier?
Not strength.
But the military spirit.
Only with a firm military spirit can one have iron-clad discipline. If Feng Jueyu continues to train like this, he might be able to train these thirty people into an iron-blooded lion like the Mu Family Army.
Seeing the changes in the thirty men, the two looked at each other in shock. The image of Feng Jueyu in their eyes seemed to have grown several times taller in their minds. He was once the famous dandy waste in the south of the country, and he looked like the commander-in-chief of the army.
temperament……
Only then did Wang Tong realize why the old man was so confident in handing over the black-armored guard to Feng Jueyu. His ability to teach and recognize people was unparalleled.
Moreover, he discovered that Feng Jueyu was definitely more ruthless than the coaches of the Forbidden Army. How could it be any worse if he handed over the black-armored guards to such a person?
After being shocked, Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun nodded in admiration, not knowing how happy they were in their hearts. After all, this private army was the pioneer for Shangguan Mansion and even Donglulin to escape from the secular world and transform into a martial arts family. It carried too much.
People's trust and expectations can be said to be a heavy responsibility.
In an instant, thirty men were already standing, all of them as tall and solemn as mountains...
Feng Jueyu looked around, finally feeling a little satisfied, and said sternly: "Stand still, don't move, just listen."
Everyone's ears perked up as they heard him say: "Don't think that wearing this piece of iron is a black armored guard. In terms of my vision, you are far from worthy. Now listen carefully. In this posture, give it to me first."
After standing there for six hours, whoever dares to move, even a small movement, will be extended by one hour."
"Six...six hours?"
A group of men were suddenly startled. They were wearing black armor weighing two hundred kilograms and holding a spear that weighed one hundred kilograms and stood there for six hours without moving. What kind of training method was this? Is this torture?
This surprise was no small matter. All the men looked at him angrily, but before they could speak, Feng Jueyu shouted: "Seven hours."
"Wow~"
The whole audience was solemn...
Only then did Wang Tong realize that the punishment mentioned by Feng Jueyu just now was not a joke. It was okay to be surprised. This move was equivalent to a violation and an hour would be added immediately.
Feng Jueyu joked: "Aren't you convinced? It doesn't matter. If you think you can't support it, you can leave. I'll prepare wine for you to make a strong trip."
Hearing this, a group of men burst into flames in their eyes. If they stopped moving, they all stared straight ahead. It seemed that they were determined to fight Feng Jueyu to the end...
"very good."
Feng Jueyu felt happy in his heart. He had a lot of approval but didn't show it. At least these people still had some backbone and didn't let him down too much. If anyone stood up to object now, he would definitely send them away without hesitation.
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"Yan Ten, Eleven, Twelve, and Thirteen, the four of you will take turns watching. If one of you dares to move, I will give you an extra hour until the training is over."
After Feng Jueyu said a few words, he walked away without looking back.
Iron-clad military regulations cannot be ignored. Feng Jueyu made up his mind this time to train the Black Armored Guards into a more regular private army than the Mu Family Army.
Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun took a few breaths and finally recovered from the shock and excitement. At the same time, they also understood Feng Jueyu's intention.
He made these men wear heavy clothes and expose themselves to the scorching sun with heavy guns. This was to establish ironclad military regulations so that in the future, these private soldiers who had received orthodox training could become an unstoppable army...
Looking at Feng Jueyu's back, the two of them suddenly felt that there seemed to be a cold determination in the frail body. The two of them admired Feng Jueyu beyond words, and after a while, they followed him.
"Sir, isn't this inappropriate? You can't bear a three hundred kilogram weight for two hours, let alone six hours."
Despite admiration, Ma Chengyun was still very worried about whether these thirty people could survive. After all, determination and self-esteem were important aspects, and physical strength was also a fact that could not be ignored.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Feng Jueyu sneered disdainfully: "Is six hours long? I haven't banned them from using true energy yet. If they can't last for six hours, what's the use of them?"
"This..." Ma Chengyun was stunned, and Wang Tong immediately understood.
It turned out that Feng Jueyu wanted to use the weight of thick armor and heavy guns to oppress these thirty men and inspire them to exert their maximum potential. This would not only exercise their concentration and military morale, but also allow them to learn how to skillfully perform tricks during the training process.
Use the real energy you have. Over time, no matter how stupid you are, you will learn how to save real energy.
It is indeed a good idea.
The training of those thirty men was different, and their true energy was not much stronger, but their strong physical fitness and Xuan Gong practice were real. Feng Jueyu's goal was to let them learn to use their true energy while carrying heavy loads.
, they were not prohibited from using Xuan Gong to complete their training.
If you can persevere, you will be able to skillfully utilize your existing true energy resources in both martial arts and all aspects in the future, which is a completely impossible task.
To put it bluntly, this is an almost ridiculously simple and yet very reasonable training method.
I don’t know how he came up with it, it’s really clever.
Wang Tong and Ma Chengyun were completely convinced, and then they heard Feng Jueyu say: "Manager Ma, send all the information about these thirty people to the study. I need to know more about it."