"Did I lie to him?" Cheng Xiaoyu first felt a special pressure on his face, and then leaned back. The killing power of his chest was also quite powerful.
"Otherwise, what do you think? If you ask an ordinary person who has not undergone any training to train according to the standards of a scout, do you want to defeat him?" Ma Shengnan yelled in front of Cheng Xiaoyu for the first time, perhaps for a long time.
The increments of progress coupled with his brother's embarrassing outburst.
"Then what do you think of me?" Cheng Xiaoyu asked, tapping the table with the carbon pen in his hand.
"Huh?" Ma Shengnan was stunned for a moment.
"I haven't experienced much systematic training. Brother Mumu has trained me seriously for a period of time. It should be high-intensity for several months. I won't bully your brother. I will show you the data of the all-around champion in your military region competition. In three days
I can't keep up with this progress all the time, so I'll show off my old face and ask Brother Mu to accept a disciple, how about that?" Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly leaned forward, and his eyes were only a few inches away from Ma Shengnan's, and he could clearly smell the scent on her body.
A pure taste.
Ma Shengnan took a half step back shyly: "This is not a joke."
Cheng Xiaoyu followed closely: "I'm not joking."
In the Southwest Military Region, a big bustle occurred. The paranoid character of Ma Sheng and his wife emerged. Instead of taking the first place in all-around data, they asked for the daily training plan of the Falcon Special Brigade of the Southwest Military Region and some non-technical training.
The training plan was handed over to Cheng Xiaoyu: "If you can do it, I will apologize in person."
"There's no point in apologizing, why don't we make a bet." Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the training outline and felt quite ambitious.
"If you can do it, you hand over your brother's life to me. If you can't do it, I hand over my life to you." Cheng Xiaoyu really took a fancy to Ma Delu's toughness.
At this time, swallowing the world, step by step transformation, Cheng Xiaoyu began to establish his prestige in the small circle. This time, the competition with Ma Shengnan was not without purpose. A small number of people who wanted to be included in his circle came together by chance.
At the same time, Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't have the aura of overlord, so what makes these people willing to focus on you is to constantly attack their spiritual defense line, making them feel that you are invincible. Over time, they will grow from fear to fear, and then to respect.
The sword takes a different path, and the road has different paths. All three thousand avenues can lead to the other side. With the round spirit, it absorbs the soul of heaven and earth and walks on the right path. How can there be talk of being biased? Even if it is wrong, it is also right.
The bet cannot be regarded as true or false. What everyone is watching is a play that is not a serious drama but not a farce, and they all know it.
After shaving and changing clothes, Cheng Xiaoyu spent the remaining half of the day in a strong warm-up state. His muscles continued to expand and heat up. He adjusted his sleep time at night and ate a reasonable diet.
At 4:30 the next morning, I opened my eyes, and there was a lot of light inside. I got up, put on my clothes, strapped on enough weight-bearing equipment, and put a hat on my head. After washing, Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes.
He stood at the door for a minute, opened the door and left the room. At this moment, there was no work in his mind, only the ambition to impact the future again and again.
On the playground, on the 400-meter obstacle course, in the mountains and forests, next to the equipment, in the shooting range...
Cheng Xiaoyu used a crazy attitude to attack one training plan after another that only special forces would adhere to every day. Many people, all members of the team, the special forces who got the news and came to watch the battle, some leaders in the military region, and naturally there were normal people on weekdays.
Soldiers in training. And the most important audience, Madelu, looked at a man even crazier than himself in stunned silence.
"I want to succeed, I can succeed..."
Cheng Xiaoyu kept exerting pressure on himself in his heart. He developed a tough heart through free-range care from childhood to adulthood. Four years of living at the bottom of society created a heart that could withstand loneliness. After accumulating hard work and gaining extraordinary powers,
Crossing mountains and ridges again and again to conquer something that was never out of reach.
Looking at his right hand, the two stages of crazy repairs have made the five fingers and palm of his right hand, like a bottomless abyss, close to overflowing. It is impossible for a mobile phone that has been repaired for a year to accumulate so much mist-like energy.
With the big tree of the country as his back, Cheng Xiaoyu dared to speak wildly and use practical actions to conquer Madelu and everyone else. Repairing a small area can also increase the basic data of the body, although it cannot reach the level of repairing a large area.
The effect is great, but it can still bring motivation to training.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Xiaoyu dragged his completely soaked body into the cafeteria, a few hours later than the normal lunch. At this moment, he wanted to fall down and rest. He really wanted to, never had such a moment before, but he had endless fighting spirit in his heart.
The body is succumbing to fatigue, but the joy of challenge adds infinite fighting spirit to the mental level. I can, I must be able, a man who can make a decision and use all his body and mind to complete it. Faith is something that cannot be said, but
It is made with faith that is not afraid of life and death.
Everyone has seen these few hours, and it would be false to say that they are not impressed, but to make them believe that it takes three days to keep up with the rhythm and a period of time to adapt to the rhythm, Heimu is slightly worried, unless Cheng Xiaoyu does something that cannot be explained by science again.
Explosive potential.
At dinner time, on the four-hundred-meter obstacle course, Cheng Xiaoyu fell straight off the one-arm bar, and mud sprayed all over him. Everyone sighed, feeling that he couldn't hold on anymore. This was not just a matter of gritting one's teeth.
Is it possible to ask a otaku who stays at home all day to suddenly complete a 10,000-meter long-distance run within the prescribed time for something that can only be done by stamping his feet? The prescribed time is still the long-distance running time of ordinary athletes. Is it possible?
For some things, not only the thought of being willing to behead one's body can bring down the emperor, but one must dare to behead oneself in order to unleash super strong fighting power.
Cheng Xiaoyu had been lying in the mud for a long time without getting up. When everyone came to help him up, he took out the universal saber from the pocket on his arm, took out the blade, held it in his left hand, and pointed it towards his right hand.
The arm suddenly came up, and blood spurted out from a small wound. The severe pain stimulated the body's potential. He stood up in a hurry, then took out the trauma medicine and sprayed it casually, and continued to complete the following training.
"Crazy!" Ma Delu could only give this comment. In fact, he was quite convinced. The amount of training was much greater than his own. It was obvious that Cheng Xiaoyu had not been trained for a long time, and persistence was the only thing he could use.
Things, I didn't expect there to be something like this - crazy.
Kuroki waved his arm fiercely in a small area without anyone paying attention. All along, what he was most worried about Cheng Xiaoyu was that he always lived in a comfortable environment and did not have the courage to dare to risk his life at the critical moment. Now it seems,
I still underestimated Mr. Cheng’s teachings from childhood, and also underestimated the potential in Cheng Xiaoyu’s body.
At this time, sweat dripped from Cheng Xiaoyu's head, his covered eyelids closed, and the dusty memories in his mind emerged...
"Dayu, have you seen the wild dogs fighting for food, killing or injuring them for what? Is it just a mouthful of food? Do you think it's worth it?" At that time, Cheng Xiaoyu was twelve years old and considered sensible. The mountain col behind the village
Inside.
Grandpa's question made Cheng Xiaoyu shake his head. It's not worth fighting for a bite of food with his life.
Mr. Cheng touched his grandson's head and said with profound feeling: "But you have to know that if he can't grab this bite, he will be hungry, and he will be weak for the next meal. At the same time, he failed once.
The experience will make it even less courageous to fight against the wild dogs that have defeated it now."
At that time, Cheng Xiaoyu was chubby and cute: "Grandpa, the teacher taught us that as long as we work hard, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle."
"But what is this kung fu? It is life. Remember, don't let yourself have too many things to fight for in your life. It's good to be happy. At most, you can be a domestic dog, not a wild dog that dominates. If you really
If you want, then bar your teeth, stare, and sharpen your claws, don't leave any escape route for yourself, and don't leave any chance for the enemy."
"Grandpa, I don't quite understand."
"Just remember, one day you will understand."
"Oh, I remember."
"I hope you will never use these memories. As I get older, I worry more and more about gains and losses. I always think about leaving something to my children and grandchildren. Daewoo, don't blame grandpa in the future. Teaching you these things will probably help you."
It hurts you..."
"ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
With a roar, the knife made another cut on his arm, and the veins in his neck jumped. His whole body was like a tiger descending from the mountain. He roared in his heart: "So what if I die, Grandpa, this road is not the one I chose, but you."
You chose it for me, thank you for teaching me so much."
Roaring, he broke through the last part of the training and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. He refused the help of others and gave himself some medicine. After sitting on the side of the playground to recover for more than 20 minutes, he entered the cafeteria to eat, and then
After returning to the room and taking a shower, I couldn't stand the sleepiness and fatigue, so I got into the bed wetly and fell into a deep sleep.
No one spoke, they were all silent, not knowing what to say, whether to praise or sarcastically, whether to believe or not believe. It seemed to be touched, but not enough power. Perhaps Cheng Xiaoyu's persistence was the best power to touch.
Everyone is looking forward to it, looking forward to the next day...
Early the next morning, I got up in pain, my whole body was sore, and I kept hitting the wall with my fists, using the pain to eliminate the soreness and numbness.
Standing on the playground, Cheng Xiaoyu smiled. At the starting point of the weight-bearing cross-country running, two men with strong and powerful auras stood there, looking intently.
Kuroki stood in the distance, stretched out his arm towards Cheng Xiaoyu, and raised his thumb!
What responded to Heimu was Cheng Xiaoyu's firm smile. The first day had passed, and when he got up the next day, what else could he not conquer?
On this day, there were more people on the playground, and many military camps sent representatives. Political commissars and instructors at all levels thought this was an excellent educational subject, so they sent people to observe it.
Ma Delu got up half an hour earlier than yesterday. He no longer thought that he might be able to do it, but told himself that you must be able to do it. As a pure man, a man, you cannot lose. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome
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