Jun Xie was speechless. If he didn't cross over, Jun Moxie would be a sure thing if he continued to be a fool, so there was no deep scheming! What's more, if the jun family's prosperity remains the same, I'm afraid that I will play this dandy role very faithfully and keep on playing it! At most, go out and kill a few damn people when your hands are itchy.
"Even if this is the truth, I will still choose to continue to be a fool in the future." Jun Xie looked at Jun Wuyi, and smiled: "As long as the third uncle is well, and there is a big tree like the third uncle to support me, then I will still be happy." That original Jun Moxie, who dares to provoke me?"
Jun Wuyi smiled: "Let it be as you please, anyway, I see it through... You boy, you will never suffer!"
At this time, the two brigades had already completed the tasks assigned by Jun Xie, and their respective brigade leaders, squadron leaders, and small leaders all stood in front of their own teams.
Jun Xie turned around and walked over: "From now on, your two teams are each other's biggest opponent! For the time being, I don't know much about your specific situation, so I won't give you new training for the time being. Plan! For the next ten days, all the training tasks will be carried out as before, but!..." Jun Xie said with a heavy tone: "Every training will triple the amount of training on the original basis! Do you understand? !"
There was a gasp.
"Three days later, there will be a competition between the squadrons. Each squadron will select a squad to participate in the squadron competition! Five days later, each squadron will choose the first place to participate in the team competition! Seven days later, the two teams will have a showdown! "
"Big brigade competition, which brigade loses, the brigade captain goes to the competition stage in front of two brigades of 300 people, and slaps himself! Do you understand!?"
There was silence.
"I'll ask again, do you understand?" Jun Xie asked calmly.
"Understood!" The audience shouted.
"The two team captains presided over the training. I don't care how you design the training. I just want to see the results of the competition seven days later! I want to see who is the loser on the high platform in front of 300 people. Slap yourself!"
"This kind of competition will be held once a month in the future; the team leader who has failed for three consecutive months will go to the arena naked to slap me and bark like a dog! I will let everyone in the whole house come to visit This show!"
"I'm not interested in knowing the names of any of you right now. I'll wait until half a year later! I've chosen two names for your two teams. The first team Can Tian, and the second team Soul Eater! However, anyone who can join must be Strong! For the time being, you are not worthy of this name! Everything depends on whether you can meet my requirements in half a year! If you can, I will remember each of your names one by one! If you can’t... then you will have changed. It has become a pile of bones! Naturally, it will be invalidated!"
"After returning, whether it is eating or going to the bathroom, a specified time must be set. Those who do not come back after the time will be severely punished regardless of the reason! No matter what, you need to make a timetable. Each brigade has its own schedule. Punishment plan! Then hand it over to me! Listen to my orders now, and all members will be disbanded!"
The two new captains hadn't experienced the joy of being promoted, and then they were sent to hell! With a face wrinkled like a bitter melon, he led the team away ferociously.
Everyone has already made up their minds, not only not to go up and slap themselves, but also to watch the other party slap themselves, it is best to watch the other party naked and slap the dog barking,... Well, this is a bit enjoyable ah.
As for the competition, who is afraid of whom? It's nothing more than increasing the amount of training for these boys. If three times is not enough, then five times, if five times is not enough, then ten times, practice hard...
From now on, the three hundred guards of the Jun family have officially entered a purgatory life...
Outside the playground, Mr. Jun let out a long breath, waved his hands gently, and left quietly with Pang.
"Master, do you still want to ask the young master to come over and ask questions?"
"What else are you asking? Let him go." Mr. Jun's tone was very relaxed, and he felt very comfortable.
"Master, why did the young master only name the captain of the punishment team when he proposed punishment? Don't the others need to be punished?"
"Hehe, Lao Pang, if you were the captain, and your soldiers were defeated, but let yourself slap yourself in front of everyone, maybe even slap your buttocks, what would you think? You will forgive me Is your squadron leader? In the same way, after the squadron leader accepted the storm from the big leader, do you think he will look good to the squad leader below? By analogy, everyone has a heavy burden on them , The first level is heavier than the first level! When it reaches the ordinary soldiers, an unprecedented high pressure of thunder is formed! This is called using soldiers to control soldiers, which is an unheard of, but excellent way of training soldiers! Mo Xie can come up with such an idea, if he leads the army as a general, he will definitely become a great general!" Mr. Jun was very pleased.
"Oh... that's how it is!" Lao Pang thought about it carefully: "Young master's move is really poisonous."
"Poison? No, no," Mr. Jun seemed to be thinking about something, a little distracted, "Only in this way can we make the best use of things and people; while the real ruler can free up his hands to do other things ; This is the only way, and it is the most manpower-saving way. After all, it is also the most effective way. Whether it is running the army or running the country and doing business, it is an excellent way! At least so far, I have not thought of a more ideal way. way! Good boy!"
"Moxie...hehehe..." Jun Zhantian squinted his eyes, his old face smiling like a chrysanthemum: "It's fortunate that His Majesty the Emperor didn't agree to that marriage, otherwise... the old man almost delayed him!"
Jun Wuyi immediately set about arranging confidantes, one of the five medicines was in charge of one blind, and went to look for them. Originally, Jun’s family had quite a lot of medicines in stock, but the medicines that Jun Xie wanted were all relatively rare medicines, and they needed all of them. Go to the pharmacy but buy it specially!
Jun Xie returned to her room in a hurry, before she had time to check the spoils, she closed the doors and windows and sat cross-legged.
One day today, when Jun Xie was walking on the street, he felt the turbulent white mist in his mind move several times, but when he returned home, he didn't have this feeling, which surprised Jun Xie greatly.
But he calmed down and practiced the exercises carefully, but he didn't find anything unusual. Can't help but be puzzled—could it be an external factor
Another thing that puzzled Jun Xie was that when he was not practicing martial arts, the white mist in his mind would rush out unconsciously, circle around along Jun Xie's meridians and then return. And at such a moment, when the white mist came out the most, it would be more beneficial to Jun Xie's body.
But when Jun Xie was practicing kung fu with all his heart, the white mist in his mind just appeared one by one, traveling through the meridians with the energy that Jun Xie trained, but the effect was not as good as when it gushed out automatically.
The third point that Jun Xie didn't understand was the Art of Opening the Heavens. Judging by the name and its strange background, this art is naturally very remarkable! But ever since I developed the sense of qi, the power flow in the meridians has always been so slight, no matter how hard Jun Xie tried, he couldn't make it grow even a little bit! Although this bit is indeed extremely tough, it is relatively handy to use, and the quality is sufficient, but the quantity is always poor.
In terms of comparison, if the internal force in the meridians of the previous life was as thick as a finger, then the current energy flow is about as thick as a hair; the gap is undoubtedly very huge, and there is almost no comparison! But in terms of quality, if the internal force in the previous life was hemp rope, then the current force is at least the legendary silk that no sword or sword can damage. This is the most conservative estimate, and there is no comparison between the two!