"Oh, by the way, this training has nothing to do with physical fitness. You can form a team as you like, but you must pay attention to controlling your internal strength and sensing other people's internal strength, so as not to become disgraced."

After Lin Meng finished speaking, he gave a wrong example to the other teenagers. He slapped the sand in the air and exploded it with his palm. Then Lin Meng, who could no longer hold on anymore, sat on the ground and added a sentence before continuing to do something new.

Blocks of sand.

All the teenagers nodded after hearing this. Although they didn't understand it very well every time, they have figured out the routines of the little master uncle in these days. Isn't it just a method of training tacit cooperation?

The teenagers stepped forward one after another and took a sand block, and they started practicing in groups of four. However, Huang Hao's foot seemed to have been kicked by something as he walked, causing pain. He actually felt a little heavy when he took it out from the sand.

After taking it out completely, I discovered that this was actually the iron sword that my junior uncle had used to practice swordsmanship just now, and it actually weighed a full five hundred kilograms! And my junior uncle actually practiced with such an epee for an entire hour and a half!

Huang Hao couldn't help but cast an incredible look of admiration at Lin Meng, who was lowering his head and concentrating on making sand. With his endurance, he could only practice the five-hundred-pound iron sword for an hour non-stop. The younger uncle's endurance was worse than his own.

I have known this for a long time, but I didn’t expect that this time I practiced for an hour and a half before stopping, which was half an hour longer than me!

However, what Huang Hao didn't know was that Lin Meng still had a 500-kilogram counterweight that he kept on him day and night and that he used Qing Gong throughout the sword practice without leaving a single footprint on the sand. He might have been shocked if he had done so.

jaw.

This time, Lin Meng concentrated on making sand blocks and rediscovered the subtle manipulation of internal force. He did not watch the training of these teenagers anymore, because he already knew the result in his heart, which was nothing more than failure, failure, and failure again.

In the end, everything ended up in disgrace.

As expected, the twenty teenagers were divided into five groups. Each group just manipulated the sand block to float in the air and used force to make the sand block explode. One of the four people was disgraced. However, after each test, the direction of the explosion was different.

That's it, the twenty young men who were killed in the end all turned into beggars with dusty heads and gray faces.

As for this training, there is no secret, only the words "feel with your heart", and Lin Meng has no way to explain it. The different directions of the sand exploding are also due to uneven force, and the person corresponding to the exploding direction is the person who exerts the greatest force.

That’s all.

And Lin Meng didn't have the idea of ​​letting these teenagers completely master this training in just two days, because even among Zhou Yuan's military training techniques, this training was relatively difficult for new recruits. Thinking about how he had

When Hu Hui and Zhou Yuan started sparring, they failed non-stop all morning before they could master it. Two peerless geniuses were like this, but how much more difficult was it for an ordinary boy in a group of four?

The teenagers failed too quickly, and they had to start over every time before taking a breath. Lin Meng's speed of making sand blocks could not keep up with the consumption speed, so he gave up trying to figure out how to control the internal force and tried his best to increase the speed of making sand blocks.

piece.

Lin Meng pressed and lifted his palm on the sand, and a sand block would condense from the sand. After a while, the sand blocks caught up with the consumption speed of the teenagers, and there were gradually more sand blocks.

After the number of sand blocks reached over 10,000, Lin Meng nodded, thinking that it was almost done, and began to make a maracas as tall as a person. This maracas was much larger than the sand blocks, and the production speed was much slower. Originally, one

Several sand blocks can be made within a breath. Now it takes two or three breaths to make a big sand ball. This sand ball is what Lin Meng plans to use in the twenty-one training camp tomorrow. The internal force condensed in it is also greater than that of sand.

The blocks need to be much more compact and won't fall apart so easily.

Another hour passed, and the sky gradually darkened, and dusk painted the sky with a layer of blood red. Lin Meng also stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at the six or seven thousand pieces of sand left, as well as the ones that had been made.

With more than a thousand sand balls, I stretched my body, which had gradually recovered some strength but was still sore, and called the teenagers to end today's training and return to the peak to rest.

Along the way, most of the teenagers were very annoyed, playing with their hair, patting the dust on their bodies, and complaining to each other. There were also a few cheerful teenagers who were playing with each other with the dust on their bodies, and they were so unhappy.

For this group of teenagers, the difficulty suddenly increased so much. After half an afternoon, they failed again and again. Naturally, they were upset. Lin Meng had to comfort them all the way, telling them not to be impatient.

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Today, Bai Chong ended the day's training early, and even left the team a quarter of an hour earlier than Lin Meng, who always led the team late and left early. Because the group of teenagers really couldn't hold on any longer, Bai Chong was so scared that even one of them was exhausted today.

She used her treasured medicine to restore his health, fearing that he would repeat the same mistakes and be punished. If he continued to practice like this, he would be exhausted and he would not be able to hide it any longer.

At this time, Bai Chong, who had left the team early, took advantage of Lin Meng and a group of teenagers to leave, and then came to the corner where Lin Meng was training, holding the sand block and studying it. He imitated the teenagers' general use of internal force.

The sand floated for a foot in the air, and then the internal force was gently activated. The sand exploded instantly, sprayed straight into the sky, and then fell down.

Bai Chong tried three sand balls in succession. Apart from the fact that the sand balls were surprisingly square, he didn't notice much difference. Then he looked at the pile of sand balls and walked to the rows of silently fixed sand balls.

In front of the ball, he picked up the iron sword used by the teenagers and weighed it without any difficulty. Then he used the basic swordsmanship of the teenagers to chop the iron ball with one sword.

The iron ball collided with the iron sword, making a loud bang, and was then thrown into the sky and tied around the hanging horizontal bar.

"Yeah, yeah, you used too much strength."

Bai Chong patted his head and shouted twice, then hurriedly untied the iron ball and hung it up again. It was a mistake for him not to check the weight of the iron ball first.

After putting down the iron ball, Bai Chong did not try again. He knew that this kind of training was not for one person, so he had to sit cross-legged on the ground and support his chin with his hands. While thinking about the beauty of these trainings, he waited boredly for his senior brother Lin.

Jun dispersed team.

"Long wait."

As a gentle voice sounded, Bai Chong was surprised from his thoughts. He looked up and saw a young man in Tsing Yi holding a folding fan in his hand and walking towards him step by step. It was his senior brother.

"Big brother!"

When Bai Chong saw Lin Jun approaching, he jumped up and stood up from the ground. After shouting excitedly, he threw an iron sword used by teenagers for training to Lin Jun and pointed at the iron ball hanging quietly beside him.

said:

“Let’s try this first!”

Lin Jun inserted the fan back into his waist, stretched out his hand to catch the iron sword and weighed it. Well, it's three hundred kilograms, not heavy. For him, this weight is as heavy as turning his head.

"You've been studying it for a long time. Is there anything mysterious about this thing?"

Lin Jun followed the example of the teenagers and walked to the other side of the iron ball. After Bai Chong faced off, he turned around and asked.

"Hey hey hey!"

Bai Chong was embarrassed and scratched his head when he was asked. He didn't study any mystery, so he could only answer with a smile:

"Well... I didn't see anything. It's just that this iron ball is hollow. It's so light that it's scary. It only weighs ten kilograms. You have to be careful when using it, so as not to break my junior brother's props. As for how to use it, senior brother.
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