The training for everyone started as scheduled.
The first is physical strength. Dong Zheng, Dong Linhai, Allen and Lin Hangzhi were kicked out by Cui Zuojing to run before they had time to eat breakfast.
Cui Zuojing drew a route of about 10,000 meters on the map of District Ⅻ as a physical warm-up in the morning. Although everyone was surprised that the training intensity was so high, they knew that the purpose of all training was for them Well, no complaints.
Seeing the training plan, Dong Linhai also complained, "You don't use the method of training the Shrek Seven Devils, right?"
Cui Zuojing understood his stalk and smiled: "No, that kind of overdraft training method is not suitable here, and I don't have any potions for you to soak."
Before leaving, Cui Zuojing specially reminded: "Although it is just a warm-up, but also to run seriously. Those who come back early can eat early, and the last one will be punished."
Everyone was mentally prepared for a long time. After Cui Zuojing gave an order, he pushed open the gate of the castle, and the moment he ran out, he appeared at the set starting point.
On the first day, Cui Zuojing was supposed to take them to get familiar with the route, but he was still in the unavoidable mood of getting up, a little lazy and hungry, so he gave up.
As always, Fu Zhe sat at the table and looked at the black and hard-covered ancient book. The temperature in the castle was maintained at a comfortable 20 degrees throughout the year. He also seemed to be wearing that white shirt forever, and asked, "Who do you think will take the first place? one?"
"Ellen, he's not bad in physical strength and has the blessing of ability. I didn't prohibit him from using his ability during this warm-up."
"What about the last one?"
Cui Zuojing thought for a while: "It must be between Dong Zheng and Hangzhi. Both of them don't look very good, and they need to sit in the office for work."
Victor rested for a night and had recovered a lot. He jumped down the stairs and asked, "Who's going to make breakfast?"
Fu Zhe looked down at the book, but Quan thought he didn't hear it.
Cui Zuojing sighed, got up and walked towards the kitchen: "I'll go, if you really wait for them to come back and see that they have no food to eat, there will be chaos."
Forty-eight minutes later, the door of the castle was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a figure walked in. He didn't rush to sit down and rest. He stopped in the middle of the living room, panting with his hands on his knees, sweat dripping from his forehead , hit the floor.
Cui Zuojing poked his head out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, somewhat surprised.
The first person to arrive was actually Dong Linhai.
Lin Hai gasped for two minutes before straightening up. With a wave of Fu Zhe's hand, the kettle flew over and poured some into the half-cold cup of boiling water, mixed it with warm water, and inserted a straw.
"Drink some water, take a break and prepare to eat."
Lin Hai took the cup and controlled the speed to drink water. After strenuous exercise, it is most taboo to drink water frantically. A straw can make people drink water at a slower rate.
"Not bad, I thought Alan would be the first to arrive." Cui Zuojing came out with Dong Linhai's breakfast and put it on the table.
"I'm a sports student. Although Brother Lung has the ability, his physical endurance is still not as good as mine." Dong Linhai grabbed the bun and took a bite. He was really starving, "If it wasn't for the wrong way and a distance, I would Can it be faster than this, eh, did you make this bun? It's delicious."
"I don't have the time to make buns for you. I bought them from outside, but I cooked the porridge."
Dong Linhai nodded, lowered his head and drank a large mouthful of rice soup, his mouth full of rice, and said vaguely, "It's hard work."
Cui Zuojing was very surprised, and almost thought he had heard it wrong, until he glanced at Victor, who was squatting on a chair, and saw a relieved smile in the eyes of the white cat.
It seems that after coming out of the doll's house, Dong Linhai is not the same as before. These subtle changes are usually difficult to notice, but it does make the poor boy feel completely different to others.
Fifteen minutes later, Dong Linhai finished breakfast and took the time to take a shower. At this time, the door was pushed open again, and Allen staggered in and fell on the sofa, almost paralyzed from exhaustion.
Three minutes later, Dong Zheng also returned to the castle. The man supported the wall with one hand and was out of breath. He glanced at Alan on the sofa and the empty bowl on the dining table, and asked breathlessly, "The number one in Linhai indivual?"
"Yeah, he was probably earlier than you guys..." Cui Zuojing glanced at the time, "Twenty minutes."
This was expected by Dong Zheng. After Dong Linhai entered high school, he was always worried about his studies. Although the school depended on money from his family, it was only because the culture class was too bad. If he did not have the corresponding strength , Linhai will not be a sports student.
"To be honest, you are faster than I thought. I thought you might be at the bottom."
"I often go to the gym, so it can be considered an exercise." Dong Zheng and Alan rested for a while and sat at the table for breakfast together.
And in the first hour and twenty-seven minutes after the training started, the door was finally pushed open again.
Lin Hangzhi almost moved in.
In the first 5,000 meters, he was able to run down, but in the back, he was really not much faster than walking. As a hard-working surgeon who is on the night shift for emergency surgery, he really has no time to exercise. .
He fell to the ground, the masseter muscles in his lungs and cheeks were in severe pain, and his eyes were darkened, and he felt like he was about to ascend to heaven.
Victor jumped over, pressing his front paws on his chest, and the white light of purifying power loomed, eliminating his negative state.
"Physical strength is a bit poor." Cui Zuojing squatted beside him, and when he saw Lin Hangzhi half-deadly turned his head to look at him, his mouth was open and panting like a thirsty fish, he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, it seems In the entire team, you are the one who needs to practice the most, Doctor Lin."
Lin Hangzhi waved his hands weakly, his lungs hurt so much that he couldn't speak.
At this time, everyone else had almost recovered from the rest, and Dong Linhai was full of energy again.
Lin Hangzhi was running too far to eat, because Taicai was temporarily resting on the side, and the next training was a long-awaited physical exercise. Of course, it was Cui Zuojing who was in charge of teaching them.
"Fast like the wind, Xu Rulin, aggressive like fire, immobile like a mountain, this is the most ideal state of fighting proposed as early as in "Sun Tzu's Art of War", and in addition to the necessary skills, what is needed is awareness and reaction. Ability, these require constant confrontation practice to slowly develop.”
Fu Zhe specially vacated a large room for them to use as a training room, and controls the power of space. It stands to reason that the structure of the castle can be changed by him at will. Lin Hangzhi sat aside, and the other three stood in front of Cui Zuojing, all listening intently.
"In my own words, the fighting style is completely based on the combination of abilities and characteristics. It is formed by slowly honing in the box. It can be regarded as a self-contained system, but it is definitely not suitable for you, but fortunately, I can be considered a little bit better than others. Today I will teach you first. Israeli martial arts, a special military unarmed combat system, has become the strongest and most practical martial arts in the world."
Cui Zuojing glanced across the faces of the three of them, and pointed at Dong Linhai, "Come here."
Dong Linhai vaguely realized that he was about to be beaten as a demonstration, took a deep breath, and walked over.
"Hit me."
After receiving the order from Cui Zuojing, Dong Linhai glanced at Dong Zheng subconsciously, and seeing that the man was just watching seriously and had no other reaction, he pursed his lips, got ready to start fighting, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Cui Zuojing closely.
But the young man in front of him was still leisurely, with his hands in his pockets, as if he didn't even look like he was about to take it out.
Dong Linhai stepped forward abruptly without making a sound, and punched out straight at Cui Zuojing's face. Knowing that Cui Zuojing is very sensitive, he bent his legs slightly to stabilize the lower plate.
This punch was so fast that before hitting the bridge of Cui Zuojing's nose, the young man turned his head slightly, his fist rubbed his cheek, and at the same time stretched out a foot to hook Dong Linhai's calf.
Lin Hai subconsciously thought that Cui Zuojing was going to trip him, and reflexively focused most of his attention on the bottom plate, so he couldn't react in time when Cui Zuojing clenched his fist.
Dong Linhai originally thought that Cui Zuojing would take the opportunity to pull his arm to make him unsteady, but the young man just feinted a shot. The left arm in front of me as self-defense—
Snapped!
Dong Linhai blocked the boy's hand just before Cui Zuojing pointed his index finger on his third rib.
His movements at this time were a bit uncoordinated, Cui Zuojing was too fast, his eyes couldn't keep up with the opponent, and he couldn't predict the next move at all, so he could only rely on some instinct.
As for this instinct... It may be from these boxes that I have experienced the instinct of self-protection after life and death.
A hint of surprise flashed in Cui Zuojing's eyes, but his movements did not stop at all. He lifted his left hand away from Dong Linhai's fist instantly, and slammed his elbow on Dong Linhai's chin.
Dong Linhai groaned, but the pain stimulated his aggressive side. He immediately gave up all his skills, regardless of taking a step forward, trying to hug Cui Zuojing and use his physical advantage to suppress him.
Then he was kicked out by Cui Zuojing.
Dong Linhai fell to the ground, still a little dazed, not understanding how he flew all of a sudden.
"If I were your enemy just now, you would already be dead." Cui Zuojing retracted his feet, he looked at Dong Linhai from head to toe, and praised him in a rare way: "Not bad, it's much better than I thought, you The reflexes are okay, but the way is too wild, like fighting with gangsters on the side of the road."
Being praised by Cui Zuojing gave Dong Linhai a great sense of vanity, he giggled twice and got up from the ground, embarrassed to say that he was trained by fighting with gangsters.
"In the end, he tried to hold me to suppress my follow-up moves. It was indeed a technique of Israeli martial arts, but obviously, he misestimated the opponent's level and instead exposed all his weaknesses."
Cui Zuojing said, hooked at Alan: "You come."
A minute later, Allen was pressed face down on the ground and screamed in agony. Cui Zuojing sat on his lower back and pinched one of his legs with ease. Caught: "It hurts, it hurts!"
"Cai." Cui Zuojing commented mercilessly, getting up from Allen, looking at Dong Zheng who was left at the end, and raised his eyebrows, "And you."
Dong Zheng took a step forward and stood in front of Cui Zuojing, staring straight at his bright black eyes.
In order to ensure the teaching effect, the two cut off the two-way connection of the prisoner's contract in advance, and now they cannot feel each other's state. The man's serious eyes gave Cui Zuojing a sign that he couldn't take it lightly.
"bring it on."
Dong Zheng snorted. Unlike Dong Linhai, who had a little skill, he threw a punch in a very simple and unpretentious manner, neither fast nor harsh.
that's it? Cui Zuojing was a little disappointed for some reason. He was about to resist when he suddenly felt an uncontrollable dizziness, and his eyes flashed.
It was this tenth of a second of hesitation that Dong Zheng's fist came to him.