"What's the point? I don't believe that this kind of pain can be difficult for me." Tang Nuanhua snorted indifferently, and then opened his posture directly, "Tell me, how to train?"
Seeing that Tang Nuanhua was so courageous, Ming Ye was relieved, "Okay, then I'll be polite."
Then, Tang Nuan Hua began to practice under Ming Ye's guidance.
Tang Nuanhua finally understood that the reason why the furniture in the room was arranged like this was to let her use these things as obstacles to block Ming Ye's air bombs from hitting her.
"ah!"
"oops!"
"Well… "
After training for a few minutes, Tang Nuanhua began to complain in her heart. She originally thought it would be easy to dodge these bullets, but she was knocked dizzy because she was not fast enough.
"Faster! Faster! How about your speed!" Ming Ye did not slack off because she cried out in pain. She still pointed the muzzle of the airgun at Tang Nuanhua and shot out without mercy. The training atmosphere was extremely nervous and serious.
"If these bullets are real, you will die a hundred and eighty times now. Hurry up!" Ming Ye said, shooting continuously again.
"Ah! It hurts..." Tang Nuanhua felt like he was a moving target. No matter how he moved, he could be hit quickly and accurately by Ming Ye.
Although these airsoft guns do not hurt people, the moment they hit the skin is very distressing. But Ming Ye did not give her any time to relax. Just after one shot was fired, the next shot came again.
Before Tang Nuanhua had time to cry out in pain, he had to quickly use the surrounding obstacles to dodge the next bullet.
Fortunately, after a while, Tang Nuanhua seemed to be able to gradually keep up with the speed. Occasionally, he could quickly avoid the air bullets flying towards him. Although he still got shot frequently, the progress could not be ignored.
He will no longer stand stupidly and be beaten, but will quickly use the surrounding furniture, whether it is a chair, half a table, a bookcase, etc., to quickly find a hiding place for himself.
This learning speed really shocked Ming Ye.
Ming Ye didn't seem to expect that this girl's understanding was so high. It would take a few days of bullets for most people to develop some instinctive reaction speed, but Tang Nuanhua actually quickly grasped the secret of it.
Mingye had to look at Tang Nuan's paintings with admiration again.
Half an hour later, the training is over.
Ming Ye's shooting hand was a little sore, Tang Nuanhua also broke out in a sweat, and the two of them entered their rest time.
"Oh my God, it's so tiring to dodge bullets." Tang Nuanhua only trained for half an hour, but he felt exhausted all over, and had no choice but to sit aside and gasp for air.
Ming Ye smiled coldly and arrogantly, "Is this what you call tired?"
"You'd better eat more at noon and cheer up, because you'll be even more tired in the afternoon."
"Huh? Is there anything more tiring than this?" Tang Nuanhua felt that the sky was about to collapse. She had only been training for a while and her physical strength was no longer able to keep up. How could she still be able to withstand such a heavy training
In the end, Ming Ye took it as a matter of course, "Of course. What I'm training in the morning is just your physical fitness, but in the afternoon, what I want to train is your subconscious mind."
"subconscious?"
"That's right. When a person still has strength, all the actions he makes are actually achieved by relying on his own ability and the control of the brain by the body. But when a person is exhausted, do you think he can still do it? Do you have your own abilities?"
"No, how can I find it when all my strength is used up?" Tang Nuanhua said innocently.
Hearing this, Ming Ye immediately gave her a helpless look, "Are you a pig? Everything I told you was in vain? Do you know what the subconscious is?"
"How would I know if you didn't tell me?" Tang Nuanhua felt extremely aggrieved.
Ming Ye was speechless, so she had to explain patiently, "The subconscious is the representative. Everyone actually has a certain potential in the parts beyond their own physical strength. This potential is controlled by your brain's subconscious, not your consciousness. Domination, can you understand this?"
"The brain's subconscious..." Tang Nuanhua repeated these words in a daze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Oh, I seem to understand!"
"Does this feel like a person needs to eat when he is hungry, has diarrhea when he has a stomachache, laughs when he is happy, and cries when he is sad? So when a bullet flies over, the body will instinctively avoid it?"
Hearing Tang Nuan's metaphor, Ming Ye was amused and pleased, "Okay, you finally have some brains."
"Hehe." Tang Nuanhua chuckled, having an epiphany.
Then the training ended, Mingye took Tang Nuanhua to eat. After eating, both of them recovered some strength and started training again.
The training in the afternoon was indeed much more difficult than the training in the morning.
Tang Nuanhua not only had to use the fastest speed and use various shields around him to avoid Ming Ye's attack, but also seize the opportunity to fight back against Ming Ye.
If dodging bullets is difficult enough in itself, then hitting Ming Ye, the difficulty is simply increased by several levels, okay
Despite this, Tang Nuanhua didn't complain at all and worked very seriously.
What is gratifying is that hard work pays off, and Tang Nuanhua's efforts were not in vain. By the end of the training, Tang Nuanhua no longer knew what physical strength was, and he couldn't even feel that his body was being controlled by him. of.
This was also the first time that Tang Nuanhua truly felt what his potential was.
In the evening, the day's training finally ended.
Tang Nuanhua didn't feel tired at first, but at the moment when the exercise ended, Tang Nuanhua fully felt the exhaustion of his physical strength, and his body was swaying as if he would fall to the ground at any time.
"Oh my God, I'm so tired..." Tang Nuanhua's whole body ached, and his speech became weak. He wished he could just throw himself on a big bed and fall asleep.
Ming Ye often does this kind of training, but she doesn't feel anything at all. She just looks at Tang Nuan's paintings and laughs, "Go back and take a good bath. We will continue tomorrow."
"What?" Tang Nuanhua was dumbfounded.
"Muscles have memory. Only continuous exercise can make you remember the feeling of stimulating your potential, so you can't slack off tomorrow."
Ming Ye said matter-of-factly, and suddenly looked at Tang Nuanhua funnyly, "What, you can't do it anymore?"
"Shit, who said I can't do it anymore?" Tang Nuanhua's favorite thing was provocation, and he immediately jumped out to protest.
"Okay, let's see how you perform tomorrow." Ming Ye smiled easily, then turned and left.