"I'm lying to him?" Cheng Xiaoyu first felt a special pressure coming to his face, then leaned back, and his chest was also very powerful.

"Otherwise, do you think, if you want to train an ordinary person who has not received any training to train according to the standards of scouts?" Ma Shengnan yelled in front of Cheng Xiaoyu for the first time, perhaps because of his long-term lack of progress and his brother's embarrassment.

"Then what do you think of me?" Cheng Xiaoyu asked with the carbon pen in his hand knocking on the table.

"Hmm?" Ma Shengnan was stunned for a moment.

"I have not experienced too much systematic training like this. Brother Mu has trained me seriously for a while. How many months should there be for high-intensity ones? I will not bully your brother and take out the all-around championship data of your military competition. In three days, I cannot keep up with this progress. I will put down my old face and ask Brother Mu to accept an apprentice. How about it?" Cheng Xiaoyu suddenly looked forward, and was only a few inches away from Ma Shengnan's eyes. He could clearly smell the pure smell on her body.

Ma Shengnan shyly took a step back: "This is not a joke."

Cheng Xiaoyu chased after him: "I'm not kidding."

In the Southwest Military Region, a big excitement occurred. Ma Sheng’s paranoid personality emerged. He did not get the data of being the first in the all-round ranking, but instead asked for the daily training plan of the Falcon Special Brigade of the Southwest Military Region, and some non-technical training plans were handed over to Cheng Xiaoyu: "If you can do it, I apologize in person."

"Apology is boring, why don't we make a bet." Cheng Xiaoyu looked at the training outline, with some ambitions that had to arouse.

"If you can do it, you give your brother's life to me. If you can't do it, I'll give my life to you." Cheng Xiaoyu really took a fancy to Ma Delu's toughness. From being rich in his childhood to becoming a strong man, and then to devouring the world at this time, he transformed step by step. Cheng Xiaoyu began to establish his prestige in a small circle. This time, he competed with Ma Shengnan with a targetless goal. A small number of people who wanted to be included in his circle came together by chance. Cheng Xiaoyu did not have the aura of kingly domineering. The fundamental reason why these people are willing to focus on you is to constantly impact their spiritual defense line, making them feel that you are invincible. Over time, because of fear, then respect.

The sword takes a different direction, and the great way is different. All the three thousand great ways can reach the other side. With the round energy, it can accommodate the souls of heaven and earth. The right way is to go, how can the talk of the odd way? It is both partial and correct?

The bets must not be taken as true or false. Everyone is watching a drama that is not a serious drama but not a farce, and they know it well.

Shaved and changed his clothes. Cheng Xiaoyu put himself in a strong warm-up state, his muscle groups continued to expand and heat up, and he adjusted his sleep time at night and had a reasonable diet.

At 4:30 the next morning, he opened his eyes and was filled with shiny inside. He turned over and got up, put on his clothes, tied up his weight-bearing equipment with enough weight, and put his hat on his head. After washing up, Cheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes, stood at the door for a minute, opened the door and left the room. At this moment, he had no work in his heart, and only had the ambition to impact the future again and again.

Above the playground, on the four hundred meters of obstacles, between mountains and forests, beside the equipment, and within the shooting range...

Cheng Xiaoyu used a crazy attitude to attack one training plan after another that special forces would stick to every day. Many people, all members of the group, received news from the special forces who came to watch the battle, some leaders in the military region, and naturally there were soldiers who were trained normally on weekdays. The most important audience, Ma Delu, was stunned to see a man who was even more crazy than himself.

"I want to succeed, I can succeed..."

Cheng Xiaoyu kept putting pressure on himself in his heart, and he nurtured a tenacious heart from the free-range growth from childhood to adulthood. Four years of life at the bottom of society created a heart that could endure loneliness. After accumulating strength, he would cross mountains and rivers and conquer again and again, so he never dared to imagine.

Looking at his right hand, the two stages of super crazy repair made the five fingers and palms of the right hand of Russo's bottomless abyss approaching the overflowing state. This was impossible for the mobile phone that had been practicing for a year before. With the back of the country's big tree, Cheng Xiaoyu dared to make a wild statement and wanted to conquer Ma Delu and everyone with practical actions. The repair of small areas can also increase the basic data of the body. Although it cannot achieve the effect of repairing local large areas, it can still bring motivation to training.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Xiaoyu dragged his completely wet body into the cafeteria, a few hours later than normal lunch. At this moment, he wanted to fall down and rest. He really wanted to, never for such a moment, but he had endless fighting spirit in his heart, and his body was succumbing to fatigue, but the fun of challenge added infinite fighting spirit to the spiritual level. I can, I must be able, a man who can make all his mind and complete it with his determination. Belief is really not spoken, but made with the belief that he is not afraid of life and death.

Everyone saw these few hours and said they didn't admire it. It was fake, but to make them believe that they would keep up with the rhythm for three days and adapt to the rhythm for a while, Kuroki was a little worried, unless Cheng Xiaoyu came again, there was a huge explosion of potential that could not be explained by science.

When it was dinner time, on the four hundred meters obstacle course, Cheng Xiaoyu fell straight from the bar, and mud splattered all over his body. Everyone sighed and felt that he could not hold on. This was not a matter of gritting his teeth and stomping his feet. You asked an otaku who stayed at home all day to suddenly complete a 10,000-meter long-distance running within the specified time. The specified time was still the long-distance running time for ordinary athletes. Is it possible?

Some things are not only thought about being able to take down the emperor by just being willing to sacrifice themselves, but they must dare to cut them to burst out with super combat power.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who had been lying in the mud for a long time, took out a universal saber from his pocket on his arm, broke the blade out, held it in his left hand, and suddenly came to his right arm. A small wound splattered blood, and violently pain stimulated the potential of the body. He stood up, then took out the trauma medicine and sprayed it on it casually, and continued to complete the following training.

"Crazy!" Ma Delu could only give such an evaluation. In fact, he was quite convinced. The amount of training was much larger than that of himself. It can be seen that Cheng Xiaoyu had not been trained for a long time. Persistence was the only thing he could use. Unexpectedly, there was such a thing - crazy.

Kuroki waved his arm hard in an environment where no one paid attention to it. What he had always worried about Cheng Xiaoyu was that he always lived in a comfortable environment and did not have the ruthlessness of his real courage to play hard at critical moments. Now it seems that he still underestimated Mr. Cheng's teachings from childhood to adulthood, and also underestimated Cheng Xiaoyu's potential in his body.

At this time, sweat dripped from Cheng Xiaoyu's head, his covered eyelids closed, and the dusty memories in his mind emerged...

"Dayu, did you see that wild dogs are fighting for food, either dead or injured. What is the purpose of? Is it just a bit of food? Do you think it is worth it?" At that time, Cheng Xiaoyu was twelve years old and was considered sensible in the valley behind the village.

Grandpa’s question Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to make Ran shake his head and use his life to fight for a bite of food. It’s not worth it.

Mr. Cheng touched his grandson's head and said with a deep sense: "But you have to know that if he can't grab this mouthful, he will be hungry, and he will be inadequate in the next meal. At the same time, if he fails once, it will have no courage to fight with the wild dog that defeats it now."

Cheng Xiaoyu was chubby and cute at that time: "Grandpa, the teacher taught us that as long as we have a deep skill, we can grind an iron rod into a needle."

"But what is this kung fu? That's fate. Remember, don't let yourself have too many things to fight for with your life. It's great to be a domestic dog. At worst, you can be a dog that will dominate the world. If you really want it, then bare your teeth, stare at your eyes, grind your claws, don't leave any way out for yourself, and don't leave any chance for the enemy."

"Grandpa, I don't quite understand."

"Just remember, one day, you will understand."

"Oh, I remember."

"I hope you will never use these memories. I am old and worrying about gains and losses are getting worse and worse. I always think about leaving something for my descendants. Daewoo, don't blame grandpa in the future. Teaching you these things may hurt you..."

"ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

With a roar, the knife drew a thread on his arm again, and the veins between his neck stormed, and he was like a tiger going down the mountain. He roared in his heart: "So what if you die, grandpa, I chose this road, not you chose for me. Thank you for teaching me so much."

Roaring, he broke through the last item of training, collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, refused to help others, and applied some medicine to himself. After sitting on the playground for more than twenty minutes, he entered the cafeteria to eat, then returned to the room and took a shower halfway. He couldn't resist the sleepiness and sluggishness, and directly penetrated into the quilt wet and fell into a deep sleep.

No one spoke, and they were silent. They didn't know what to say, whether to praise or satirize, whether to believe or not. It seemed to be touched, but there was not enough power. Perhaps Cheng Xiaoyu's persistence was the best power to touch.

Everyone is looking forward to the next day...

Early the next morning, I got up in pain, my whole body was sore and soft. I kept smashing the wall with my fists, using pain to eliminate the soreness.

Standing on the playground, Cheng Xiaoyu smiled. At the starting point of the heavy-bearing cross-country running, two men with strong aura stood there, staring without looking sideways.

Kuroki stood in the distance, stretched out his arm at Cheng Xiaoyu and raised his finger!

The response to Kuroki was Cheng Xiaoyu's firm smile. The first day passed and the next day got up. What else can't be conquered?

On this day, there were more people on the playground. Many military camps sent representatives, political commissars and instructors at all levels thought this was an excellent educational subject and sent people to observe it.

Ma Delu got up half an hour earlier than yesterday. He no longer felt that he might be able, but told himself that you must be able, as a pure man, you cannot lose. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)
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