The instructor was roaring.

"What are everyone else standing for? Didn't I understand? Or are you all as stupid as this pig?"

Everyone took action one after another.

The instructor began to patrol around the field.

People were constantly being kicked, kicked, and scolded.

The others who had not yet had their turn felt gloating and funny on the one hand, but also nervous on the other hand, and made sounds of "puff, puff, puff" from time to time.

"You're still laughing! You're laughing! You're laughing your ass off! You're worse than those pigs!"

The instructor's thunderous rage.

"I'm teaching you my skills, laugh? Just laugh! Can laughter save your life? Do you think you are selling laughter in a brothel??"

The harder the instructor scolded, the happier the killers laughed. Not only did others laugh when they were unlucky, they also laughed when they themselves were unlucky enough to be beaten.

For a time, the gold medal killer training base turned into a sea of ​​joy.

"What are you laughing at?"

The instructor roared: "This standing up, standing, walking, lying down, crawling and rolling is a daily behavior and a constant habit... It has become a mark of life engraved in your bones! Instinct reaction! But any of those bad habits may cost you your life.

, Understand? Idiots all! What is the ultimate purpose of you coming here, is to revise these bad habits... Idiots! And you are still laughing, laughing, laughing..."

"Puff puff puff..."

"you!"

The instructor pointed at Wen Wen and demonstrated again: "Follow the method I used and draw the knife!"

Feng Yin did not hesitate and immediately followed the instructions and drew the sword.

Then it was plop, plop, plop... I was kicked continuously for a while.

He was kicked so hard that he rolled on the ground for more than ten meters.

"This is not right, this is not right, this is not yet right, this is still wrong, you are a pig!"

Feng Yin was reduced to a tool and a model of teaching sandbags.

"Idiot! Idiot! What a fool! Are you a donkey? Donkeys have better understanding than you!"

Comments like this are coming towards Feng Yin's head, as if he doesn't need money.

Everyone saw that the gentle killer who had been in the limelight before was neither right nor wrong. He was trained like a dog by the instructor. He was kicked continuously, kicked one after another, and kept being kicked. At first, he acted funny, but gradually, he laughed.

Won't come out.

I'm all using myself as proof and imagining myself. If it were me, how many times would I have to get kicked? How could it be better than this gentleness? What's more, if I were facing the mission target now, how many times would I have died?

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Fengyin also gradually discovered that this was really not easy.

Although the instructor's cultivation level is far superior to his own, he did not rely on his cultivation level to suppress him. He only targeted the flaws in his body. You won't know if you don't try. It would be shocking to see that there are so many flaws in your actions.

, it really means that you can do whatever you want with yourself.

Originally, I saw the soldiers walking in line, looking very relaxed, but I couldn't help but disagree. I thought that if they just behaved in the same way and didn't follow the rules, they would be in a lawful queue. But if I were to do it myself, I couldn't do anything.

It's in place, either it doesn't work here, or something goes wrong there.

Not to mention the Juntian Hand shooting posture training, which is a hundred times more severe. The real difference is not even the slightest difference. The slightest difference is the difference between life and death.

The first day passed amidst the instructor's constant shouting and scolding.

At night, I only have two hours of rest.

Feng Yin closed his eyes and kept simulating and replaying the instructor's standard movements in his mind to compare his various mistakes.

After some verification, even though it only lasted one day, Fengyin was surprised to find that he seemed to have made a lot of progress compared to when he was at home. Only through this personal contact did he have a personal experience of many subtleties.

Feng Yin knew that many of the things Zhuang Weiran had said at home were reasonable, but it was difficult to take them into his heart. Just like those words, it is better to sit down and talk than to stand up and take action. No matter how much psychological construction is done, it will have no effect.

But the same thing is understood here very quickly and progress is rapid!

why is that?

Fengyin people asked themselves, is it just a problem of the environment?

In fact, this point confuses not only Feng Yin, but also many people.

Some people are well-educated, and the elders in their families are military officers. They have been told and demonstrated thousands of times about marching in a formation, but they just can't walk well and walk irregularly.

But as long as people are released to the army, after a few days they will be able to walk well and in an orderly manner.

This is actually a kind of bad human nature at work: you can have no fear of people who treat you well. Even if your reason is quite restrained, the subconscious mind hidden in your heart will still be like this.

Just because you know that no matter what you do, he will treat you well.

So you don't have to listen to him.

But when you go to a different place and face an unfamiliar supervisor, if you are disobedient or not serious, they will mess with you, they will mess with you, and they will dare to mess with you!

This also leads to the fact that the thousands of times of ‘Why are you disobedient?’ from family members are never as good as the ‘Why are you disobedient?’ from an unfamiliar leader.

The same words, different people, but there is a real world of difference!

It doesn't matter if you fail to do the same thing thousands of times at home, but if you fail to do it on the battlefield, you will be beheaded. Will the result be the same?

At the end of the day, it was just about memorizing various essentials and key points, but when it comes to fully understanding and even implementing them, no matter how talented you are, you will never be able to do it.

Because this is unrealistic!

Decades of old habits have long formed inertia and become instincts. How can they be corrected so easily?

So in the early morning of the next day, the instructor led everyone to familiarize themselves with all the movements demonstrated previously four or five times, and Feng Yin suffered another seventeen or eighteen kicks because of this...

Well, this efficiency has improved compared to yesterday, and it is far less than the number of times I got kicked yesterday!

Then, Jun Tianshou's sexy moves came one after another - 666 more cages appeared in the square.

The cage is not an ordinary cage, it is a special cage with countless spikes built in, and the spikes are extremely sharp.

"If you have a pet animal with you, let it out to avoid accidental injury."

Feng Yin thought in his mind, Feng Ying moved his head sleepily from his pocket, then retracted it, and fiddled with it according to Feng Yin's instructions... and then it turned into a cat that looked like a raccoon cat, and something like a cat. A small pet of the leopard.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In short, it was colorful all over, crawled out quietly, and stood in front of Fengyin.

The instructor was stunned when he saw this: "What are you talking about? Is it a cat? Or a leopard?"

Feng Yin had an idea: "Cat Leopard!"

"Get out of here, uncle!"

The instructor was furious: "Do you think I'm stupid? This is obviously an ocelot!"

"Yes, you are right. You are well-informed. If you are an ocelot, you are an ocelot."

"Let it play aside. Although the pet beast is the partner of every practitioner and is also part of the strength, it can be brought into the training base. However, the day of training the pet beast has not come yet. What you have to do now is to reshape it."

If I have them by my side, they will only get in the way and distract me from other things."

There was no need to discuss this. Even Feng Ying could only leave Feng Yin in three steps and walk toward the shade of the tree. As he walked, he grinned at the instructor, and his little paws eagerly wanted to grab it with one claw. It was obvious that he had intention.

Not angry, full of resentment!

The instructor looked at you strangely: "You little thing... you're not bad."

He was very aware of his own state. He was not under any pressure and did not deliberately restrain his momentum. He wanted to absolutely suppress the people he was training. But such a small little thing actually had no fear of him, and even

Dare to take action at any time... This is definitely not an ocelot, it must have another origin.

But since Wen Wen said it was an ocelot, then it was an ocelot. Petting animals is also one of the taboo privacy of practitioners. It is normal to have reservations.

So I registered: Wenwen, a leopard cat.

Several other people also released their own battle pets. As a cashier who works hard as a cashier, there are not many who have the qualifications and strength to own battle pets. There are only a dozen in total. Compared with the number of participants, the number is almost thirty to one.

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Moreover, they are the kind of poisonous people with extremely small bodies, but with the poisonous power to seal their throats when they see blood!

Several colorful snakes, a small white snake, a small black bird, a colorful spider, and...

The largest of these battle pets is only about twice the size of Feng Ying, and they are all the kind of violent poisonous creatures that come and go without a trace, soundlessly, come and go high, and shoot lightning.

At this time, a group of poisonous creatures gathered under a big tree, each with their small eyes round, paying attention to what was happening on the owner's side.

What's surprising is that...these battle pets gathered under a small tree, keeping a safe distance from each other, quietly, and seemingly unfettered.

However, under the shade of the largest tree, only Feng Ying was alone, ahem, the ocelot existed.

The other poisons had no intention of getting close to them. They were obviously afraid of them, or rather... they didn't dare.

Feng Ying was completely dismissive of these poisons. He waved his tail lazily, jumped up the tree, found a branch, lay down and fell asleep.

I was sleeping soundly before when I was woken up. I didn’t get enough sleep. Of course I have to continue to catch up on my sleep now. Other things are not important...

This abnormality made the instructor take another look, and then he interrupted the others' prying eyes with a loud shout: "Start today's project!"
To be continued...