With the crisp and rapid whistle, a group of men in military uniforms appeared, and there were more than a dozen men and women in casual clothes around them, a total of more than a dozen.

When they saw the visitor, all the students suddenly sighed, as if they were frost-beating eggplant, all of them were sad.

"What's wrong with them?" Wu Huchen asked in surprise.

"Of course it's military training! The weather is stuffy and hot, and everyone doesn't want military training, especially standing in military posture and boxing. It's the most annoying. People can't learn it, and they are scolded to death by the instructor." Tao Yuanyuan pouted her little mouth, her face full of unhappiness. Obviously, she also doesn't like military training like her classmates around her.

When Wu Huchen heard her words, he smiled and understood the reason. However, he was a little expectant.

The power of the Dragon Inspiration Leaf was well reflected in Ge Wang's body last night. Although his previous power, speed, agility and other physical functions were very powerful, he could not make them stronger at all. After practicing the Dragon Inspiration Leaf, all his functions were constantly strengthening, as if the Dragon Inspiration Leaf was born for him.

But Wu Huchen was not satisfied with this, because he had offended the Axe Gang about Ge Wang. Ge Wang, as the No. 3 figure of the Axe Gang Fuku Hall, represents the face of the Axe Gang Fuku Hall in Wentu County.

But Wu Huchen slapped the Rage Hall with his hand. No one would swallow his anger. As a veteran force, the Axe Gang naturally took more attention to the face.

This matter cannot be done well! Only one battle!

Wu Huchen is not a arrogant and arrogant person. He knows his strength. Now he relies on his own speed and strength to defeat his opponents. This is okay to deal with ordinary people. If he really encounters a strong opponent, he may be a little difficult.

Originally, he wanted to ask Huangfu Jun to teach him some martial arts, but the other party did not, so he could only cherish this opportunity to learn military boxing.

Military boxing is the most basic routine boxing technique in the army.

However, Wu Huchen knew that these seem to be routines, but each move contains a certain truth in it. Many of them are excellent moves to kill and defeat the enemy, but few people can reasonably use them in actual combat and evolve them.

The whistle sounded again, and each class had different camps. Wu Huchen and his team were in Class 10, so it was the Tenth Formation.

There are instructors and class teachers in front of each square formation. The instructor is a man in his twenties or thirties. His skin is tanned, his eyes are bright, and his waist is straight, and he looks very majestic.

Beside the instructor was the beautiful and kind teacher Meijia. She was wearing a sky blue dress, her black hair was braided into a ponytail, and an angelic smile on her face, which was simply beautiful.

"Le...master!" The instructor suddenly shouted loudly, and the loud voice scared the girls in the front row.

"We are still the same today, standing in a military posture and practicing boxing!"

"Ah? Is it standing in a military posture again?" Many students below, both men and women, complained with bitter faces. They are all students and usually spoil them like babies at home. This military posture looks nothing, but it is too difficult for an hour to move.

And even if you want to go to the toilet, the moisture on your body has been evaporated, so there is no need to urinate.

"Stop the sound! Who is complaining about the extra time ten minutes!" This sentence really worked. The students who were still tugging at this face just now stood straight with a serious look on their faces.

The instructor was very satisfied with this and started chatting quietly with Tao Meijia beside him.

After standing for about fifteen minutes, some students began to get over it, especially when they saw that other classes had already started to rest, but we were still standing in the military posture. Even though we were dissatisfied, no one dared to complain because their instructor liked to find fault the most.

"Hey, I said Class 10, are you interested in fighting?" Class 9's camp was on the left of Class 10. At this moment, they all sat down cross-legged and started drinking water. Although it was military training, it was hot, and the instructors knew that these delicate babies could not practice too ruthlessly.

After hearing this, all the students in Class 10 looked at the instructor in Class 9 with gratitude, their eyes full of tears. This instructor was so considerate.

"Hehe, okay?" The instructor of Class 10 was not a good person. He smiled provocatively and said, "I lost my class yesterday when I danced! Haha! The young men, sit down and rest. The squad leader brought a few people to get water for everyone to drink!"

Everyone sat down sparsely, pounding their legs and pressing their backs...

The instructor of Class 9 heard that the instructor of Class 10 turned over what happened yesterday, and his face looked a little ugly. Damn, they asked two classes to compete yesterday, so everyone chose to dance because there was a boy who had learned street dance in their class. I thought that there would be no masters in Class 10. After all, there are too few people who can dance these days.

But beyond everyone's expectations, a beautiful girl appeared in Class 10. The girl gave birth to a pair of peach blossom eyes and her face was very beautiful. Forget it, even the dance was first-class...

"Hmph, Little Li, yesterday was yesterday, we lost dancing. But today is still different from the past. Let's talk about today's today!" The instructor of Class 9 also had a little red with dark face. Damn, I lost ten dollars yesterday, and I must win today.

"Hehe, OK, but I don't think of you, but there are many experts in our class. Look, there are some fighting skills, and there are also dance skills. Hehe, your class..."

This is full of provocation, and the implication is very obvious. That is, your Class 9 - no!

The students in Class 9 suddenly became in chaos. Everyone is respectful. The other party’s instructor beat the people in the class. No one looks good on his face, right?

The instructor of Class 9, whose face was already darker, became even darker, and he pressed his hands to signal the younger ones to be quiet.

"Old Zhang, let's not talk about these vain people, are you capable?" As he said that, he showed a ruthless look on his face, stretched out his right hand, and gestured with the word "five". Oh my god, I'm fighting, I lost ten dollars yesterday, and today I'm going to win back with the capital and the profit...

"Okay! Tell me, what's the point!" Lao Zhang also stood up without any ambiguity.

"Everyone says that singing and dancing are all the time. Yesterday we are dancing, but today we are singing. How about it? Do you dare?"

"What's the matter not to dare? Just sing!" Lao Zhang did not give in, regardless of whether the students on his side had any expert singing skills, and agreed in one go.

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