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Chapter 214 The Battle Hymn of the Strong Army(1/2)

It is September, and autumn has already begun for half a month. The morning wind is somewhat chilly, blowing the low-hanging willows and blowing off the withered yellow leaves on the treetops. In order to have a feast of breakfast, early birds are hopping in the woods.

It's a beautiful day in the singing valley.

Under the influence of the powerful biological clock developed over more than three hundred years, Wang Yan opened his eyes on time and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was a little after five o'clock. His biological clock basically swayed around five or six o'clock.

, when the weather is warm, go earlier, and when the weather is cold, go later.

There was no hesitation, after all, there was no woman around to follow them back to the cage for a while, they sat up directly, stretched and then easily turned over and jumped out of bed. Pour a jar of boiling water and simply let it dry, and took advantage of the interval to put on their clothes.

After putting on my clothes, I sat down by the bed and looked outside to drink water quietly.

Everyone slept very late last night, and now everyone in the room was sleeping in various postures. His movements were gentle, and no one was woken up.

After a while, after drinking boiled water, Wang Yan got up and went out, went downstairs, stretched his arms and kicked his legs for a few simple exercises, and jogged to the playground in the military camp. The conditions were not enough at the moment. It was definitely not the plastic turf that was later used, but just a piece of open grass.

It's an open flat area with big rocks, like a circle of 400 meters.

There are many people running on the playground at the moment. Except for a few early risers from other schools who look like students, the others are all soldiers in this military camp. Because there is not much time for military training for students, some people who have been in the army for many years are used to it.

Gangzi Datoubing still wakes up early every day to exercise and maintain physical condition. Among them, Dai Bingzhong and Sun Jianjun are impressive.

The two of them obviously saw Wang Yan coming over, so they were naturally impressed by the pull. They nodded as a greeting and then ran away.

Wang Yan responded with a smile, and then started running at his daily speed. His daily running pace is a little over three minutes. Although he is not a professional athlete when running at full strength, long-distance sports like this are just a matter of time.

With his peak physical fitness, even the best Farah might not be able to beat him.

The other instructors didn't know Wang Yan's strength. Just seeing how fast Wang Yan surpassed them one by one, he knew the stranger's face was a student and thought he was competing with them. Except for a few of these people,

Most of them were soldiers in their fifth or sixth year, that is, twenty-two or thirty-year-olds, and they were all young and energetic young men. Seeing a student being so provocative, they immediately gritted their teeth and chased Wang Yan away.

Including some people who like sports from other schools, they are dissatisfied when they see this. Everyone is male, why are you so prominent, and you are also running like crazy?

Wang Yan naturally knew that these people were chasing after him. Even if he was pretending to be a rivalry, after all, he exercised and exercised. There was no need for him to take care of the feelings of those people and run slower. If he really ran slower, he might as well not have done it.

Running doesn't feel like a workout at all, and there's nothing I can do about it if I'm too good at it.

For a moment, Wang Yan was running with the wind on the outermost circle, followed by a group of people behind him. The people who were trapped kept being unconvinced and accelerated the chase. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer and had to curse until he was out of the way.

He walked slowly to adjust the place, and helped Wang Yan count the laps at the same time.

When Yang Yue, who got up early to memorize vocabulary words, came over, she saw Wang Yan himself running around and around, while the others were either trotting or walking. Listening to the conversations of people passing by from time to time, she also understood the whole story.

, I was a little surprised for a moment by my classmates’ Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and let it go and continued slowly walking around the playground memorizing words.

But every time Wang Yan passes by like the wind and then disappears in an instant, he will inevitably be distracted and help Wang Yan lap a few times. After all, he runs so fast, and he can't help but be curious to see how strong he is and whether he can last...

In this way, I kept running for about forty minutes, probably more than thirty laps, twelve or thirteen kilometers, that is, I sweated a little. Wang Yan stopped and walked around to calm down his breathing.

A boxing stand was set up in a corner that was out of the way, and the fists began to hit fast and slow.

Seeing Wang Yan's stern look, his gestures with style, and his constant attention to Wang Yan, the leading soldiers who were the instructors were somewhat dissatisfied, especially Dai Bingzhong. He was the proudest one. In this military camp,

His overall strength is also a front-row player. He was blown away by running just now, but now he is somewhat competitive.

When he walked up to Wang Yan who was gesturing with him, Dai Bingzhong greeted him: "Wang Yan? Did I remember correctly?"

Wang Yan stopped and nodded: "Yes, it's me."

"Practice?"

"Training blindly."

"It's so boring to practice by yourself, how about... let's do some gesticulations?"

Glancing at the other people watching the excitement, Wang Yan said with a smile: "You just ran for so long and you didn't take a break?"

"Everyone is the same, come directly."

As he spoke, the people around him consciously dispersed to both sides, leaving the space in the middle free. Dai Bingzhong moved his hands and feet, assumed a military boxing stance towards Wang Yan, and waved.

Glancing at Yang Yue, who was wearing glasses and still had long hair, Wang Yan nodded: "Say yes first, and then we'll stop."

Seeing Dai Bingzhong nod, Wang Yan stepped forward and stood still: "Are you ready?"

"Hurry up, the old man is so busy." The people watching the excitement around him cheered.

Wang Yan smiled nonchalantly, looked at Dai Bingzhong who was on guard, stepped on the ground, and instantly stepped forward. Dodging the oncoming punch, his punch stopped directly three inches in front of Dai Bingzhong.

The gap was so big that Dai Bingzhong couldn't react at all. He stared blankly at the fist in front of him. Dai Bingzhong felt a little dissatisfied for a moment and took a step back: "Come again."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dai Bingzhong kicked him from the side. Wang Yan stepped up to meet him, blocked the kicking leg, restrained his strength and pushed Dai Bingzhong back a few steps with his shoulder.

Wang Yan bowed his hands to Dai Bingzhong and the people watching the excitement: "I accept it, I accept it..."

It’s not that these military talents have been trained after all, so it’s not a big problem to defeat three or five ordinary people. But the advantage of the big soldiers in the army lies in the teamwork and cooperation during legion operations. Combat skills are not the main subject and are not the main subject.

Long. If they were some scouts or special warriors, they could still defeat Wang Yan in two moves, but it was only two moves, no more.

Kung Fu is a killing technique, there are not so many bells and whistles, life and death are only a matter of millimeters. Wang Yan is a peak fighting master who has been immersed in this art for more than two hundred years, so there is nothing to be afraid of in a one-on-one fight with him.

Some of the spectators who felt that they were stronger than Dai Bingzhong shouted loudly: "I'll do it."

…………

Later, in the stunned eyes of Yang Yue, students from other schools, and many soldiers who were watching the excitement, Wang Yan picked out several soldiers in a row, and then one-on-two, he still won. It was not until one-on-three that Wang Yan

He persisted for a while without any strength, and finally he was punched twice and kicked twice before he surrendered.

This kind of strength is about the same. Although these people together are not enough for him to fight, he has enough strength. Although he is a bit superior, it is also within the acceptable range. After all, there are not all capable people in the army.

Man. Not to mention shocking the world, it's a bit too much. Now it's good, I have gained the respect of a group of soldiers, and everyone has become closer. It's a lot easier to hang out here. It doesn't matter if you get kicked twice.

It's like scratching an itch...

After Wang Yan exchanged moves with a group of soldiers, the wake-up call also rang. Dai Bingzhong smiled and punched Wang Yan: "You can do it. You are indeed a college student who has been admitted to a good university. This

Those who are capable of literature and martial arts are powerful."

Wang Yan laughed and admitted: "Haha, it's just average, it's just average..."

Sun Jianjun said from the side: "Hey, you are really immodest."

"There's nothing modest about this. It's just the truth." Dai Bingzhong said, "Okay, I've been sweating all morning from this activity. I'll go back and wash up. It'll be time for dinner later."

As he spoke, he turned around and followed Sun Jianjun and the others.

Seeing that Yang Yue was still watching the excitement, Wang Yan nodded politely and turned around to go back to the dormitory.

"Classmate Wang Yan, isn't it a little impolite for you to do this?"

Although he didn't like this girl's energy, he couldn't say hello without any grudge. Wang Yan stopped and looked back at her: "Yang Yue, right?"

"I have a good memory."

"Thank you. Goodbye?"

Yang Yue put her hands behind her back and raised her head: "Goodbye."

Seeing Wang Yan turn around and leave without hesitation, she was a little unhappy. She thought she was not a fairy, but she was not an ugly girl either. The pride she had raised since she was a child made her very dissatisfied with Wang Yan's neglect. Thank you.

,Bye bye', is it still an impatient question? Shouldn't we exchange a few more sentences at this moment? It's really... interesting...

Back to the dormitory building, the whole vegetable market was buzzing. After the communication before going to bed last night, everyone got closer and there was a lot of laughter. In the end, it was really noisy. There was a guard in the duty room downstairs.

The soldiers couldn't stand it anymore and shouted from floor to floor before they stopped.

Originally, Wang Yan wanted to pour two basins of cold water for a shower, but theirs was not the only school on this floor. Dozens of people shared the same water room, and they had to fight for a spot to wash up. In the end, Wang Yan just washed up and got a towel.

A simple wipe was enough. His muscles certainly received attention gifts from boys from different schools during this period, and I don’t know how many people have lit up the goal of having a good figure.

Wang Yan couldn't help it. He didn't have such a good figure before he was favored by the system's living father. After he was favored, whether in the real world or the film and television world, he had never washed up with so many people. Especially

In the real world, he has never taken a shower or gone upstairs... To be proud or anything like that, there is absolutely no such thing as pride. He has been through that a long time ago.

After washing up, a group of people gathered in line under the leadership of squad leader Hou Pu. Before breakfast, the two instructors gave another training session, and then had breakfast.

On the first day of official military training, just like in the drama, a group of female classmates had their hair cut short...

In the following days, Wang Yan would get up early every day to run, box, and occasionally practice with a group of soldiers. Yang Yue would also get up early every day basically, watching Wang Yan's wind-like figure while memorizing words in a leisurely way.

.The two of them greet each other basically every day, but they always say hello and goodbye in a polite way...

Yang Yue was not a big talker, and the instructors were not talkative, but students from other schools inevitably revealed Wang Yan's deeds. Word of mouth spread, and the entire military camp gradually became aware of Wang Yan's story, so that

For two days, more and more people came out every morning to watch the monkeys in the name of morning exercise.

On a daily basis, I practice walking in formation every day, occasionally practice military boxing, recite various systems and regulations in the army, and conduct checks from time to time.

During this process, Wang Yan also came into contact with Zhao Yingnan, and they could chat for a while even if nothing happened. The distance was getting closer and closer. Well... it was a little ambiguity to test each other out.

Like this, half a month passed by.

This day happened to be Sunday, so we had a half-day break. After lunch, everyone was bragging in the dormitory to eat.

"Classmates, classmates, listen to me."

In the dormitory, Houpu, who had returned from the meeting, clapped his hands, attracted attention, and said: "National Day is coming soon, and the army chief decided that we are going to have a gala party."

A group of boys who were already lacking in interest became even less interested after hearing these words. Xin Yi said: "There are only about twenty people in our college. I think it's okay. Let's watch other people's performances together."

Qiu Shui nodded: "I think so. If it doesn't work, let the girls study it and we can just follow the instructions."

Others also said different things to him, but they all had the same idea, and they didn’t really want to act. If it didn’t work out, just look at the girls, they were all good at singing and dancing.
To be continued...
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