"This is a military order!" Su Jian's cold face had no emotion: "Every soldier entering Jianzhang Camp must abide by the military order!"

Zhou Yang was very angry and asked: "Su Jian, does every soldier in Jianzhang camp have to be 1,000 times each? Are you deliberately making things difficult for others!"

"I'm making things difficult for you!" Su Jian was very bachelor and admitted directly: "Not every soldier entering Jianzhang Camp is like you, without any foundation. They don't need to practice like this, their foundation is good! However, they may not be able to pass the exam within three months. And you can only have a glimmer of hope if you work harder. If you don't want to, you can stop practicing, and get out of here after three months."

Zhou Yang was very eloquent, but he spoke speechlessly when he spoke to him.

Su Jian pulled the corner of his mouth disdainfully: "Three months later, we will meet, don't recognize me. Even if you recognize me, I will not recognize you. I can't afford to lose this face!"

"Practice! I'll practice!" Zhou Yang took the initiative, he regretted it. If he had known this, why didn't he practice martial arts?

He drew out the Han sword and slashed to the left, just hitting the left.

"One, two, three..." Su Jian counted loudly, his voice cold, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

This count was as high as two hundred. Zhou Yang was a little panting. Su Jian's tone was very high: "Zhou Yang, have you eaten? You look like a woman! After only two hundred hits, you gasp! After two hundred hits, you gasp. You are the first in Jianzhangying in decades! First, first!"

The sound was like a big clock, and it spread from afar, attracting the attention of soldiers resting elsewhere, and many people came over to watch. They saw Zhou Yang's difficulty in seeing him, and kept pointing and laughing, saying all kinds of ridiculous words.

If this kind of scandal is spread, it will not be used as a topic of discussion. No matter how thick Zhou Yang is and how good his mentality is, he will still be unable to stand it. He wishes he could get in with a crack in the ground.

"You must not admit defeat!" Zhou Yang held his breath and waved his sword hard. Just over three hundred, his arms were sore and he was a little weak. Whether he could exceed four hundred was a problem.

Even the first move cannot be completed, let alone the fifteen moves behind it. What should I do?

Suddenly I remembered that the guidance technique can relieve fatigue. Now I am overwhelmed. I wonder if it is useful? Zhou Yang thought about it and followed Gongsun He's teachings, the method of silently practicing the mind was useless. The familiar heat flow did not appear.

After a change of thought, Zhou Yang immediately had an idea. The movements of the cross-left hit are somewhat similar to those of Tai Chi. There is a Tai Chi skill called Tai Chi Sword. Although he doesn’t know how to do it, he can make the movements closer to the key points of Tai Chi.

The idea was certain, Zhou Yang's fencing movements changed slightly, making it more in line with Tai Chi and the method of silent movement. This time, the dantian was lively and lively, as if a pot of warm fire was warming the dantian and slowly exerting strength. This warm air wandered along the tendons and veins and veins. When it ran to the arms, the sourness and softness of the arms gradually disappeared.

Zhou Yang's spirit was greatly boosted. While silently practicing his mind, the fencing movements were more in line with the secrets of Tai Chi. After some adjustments, it became more round and mature, the movements were smoother, and the warm air in the meridians became thicker.

An extremely wonderful pleasure flowed throughout the body, Zhou Yang was extremely comfortable, and he felt like he was floating up. It was so wonderful, even more wonderful than the practice she had last night.

Zhou Yang was completely immersed in this wonderful pleasure, swung one sword after another, and didn't know how many swords he had produced in one breath.

Zhou Yang, immersed in swordsmanship, did not notice that Su Jian's pupils shrank into a line. Not only did Su Jian's face look strange, but even the soldiers watching were surprised and no longer ridiculed Zhou Yang.

"Chief Su Wu, what did you teach? This swordsman is extraordinary, but it is as light as the wind. If you practice it to great success, you must be a master of Jianzhang Camp." A soldier with a particularly stout figure looked at Zhou Yang who was as bright as the wind.

"Lu Bode, stop talking sarcastic words!" A trace of displeasure flashed across Su Jian's face: "How can I teach him this sword technique."

"It's smooth and smooth, and it's very exciting to be done in one go." Lu Bode commented again: "But, it's a bit unfamiliar, and it's a pity for beginners."

"Nonsense! He has never practiced martial arts at all." Su Jian stared at Zhou Yang, and the surprise in his eyes became increasingly intense.

"I haven't practiced it? Su Jian, you have to be foolish when you lie!" Lu Bode didn't believe it at all.

"Do you believe it or not, I don't want you to believe it!" Su Jian was too lazy to pay attention to him.

It can be heard that Su Jian did not tell lies, and Lu Bode's face was even more surprised: "Those who have never practiced martial arts have such sword skills. Every sword stabbed out, the sword intent contained in people is like a drunken wine. If he reached the level of great success, he would probably be..."

"I'm afraid what?" Su Jian asked.

"I'm afraid that the person's location is difficult to protect." Lu Bode hesitated for a long time before speaking out.

"It's a question whether he can stay in three months. Now, saying this is equivalent to farting." Su Jian was not polite, drew his sword in one square and interrupted Zhou Yang to draw his sword.

Zhou Yang fell from the wonderful peak and woke up: "Are you?"

"It's been over 1,000." Su Jian's voice was still so cold, and he didn't have any surprises because of Zhou Yang's amazing performance: "Congratulations, you've finished the left-handed strike. There are still fifteen moves, 15,000 strokes, and you'll start practicing now!"

"Ten thousand five? You really know how to mess with people!" Lu Bode felt a little unfair for Zhou Yang: "Don't listen to him, he is making things difficult for you."

This statement immediately received the approval of many onlookers, and they supported Zhou Yang in a lingering manner. However, what they did not expect was that Zhou Yang waved his sword and this sword was completely gone without the profound sword intent that had just happened. He was really a beginner.

Lu Bode and the others kept shaking their heads, feeling very regretful. What surprised him was that Zhou Yang's sword began to be ordinary, but later, every sword was hit, and the sword intent became stronger and stronger, just like the one who had just made a sword.

They naturally didn't know that Zhou Yang was adjusting his movements to make it more in line with Tai Chi. As long as the movements conform to the movements of Tai Chi, it can be complementary with the guidance of Tai, the energy emerges, and the sword will be formed by its own.

Lu Bode and the others watched for a while, and then returned to our team to train with a sense of surprise.

Zhou Yang, who was still immersed in swordsmanship, had no idea that when Lu Bode and his friends went, he once again became a celebrity in Jianzhangying.

The remaining fifteen moves were completed, 15,000, and there was still a while before Xianwu. According to Su Jian's idea, Zhou Yang could not complete this task no matter how hard he tried. Now it was unexpected, and his eyes were a little green.

However, what is unexpected is that he did not order Zhou Yang to practice again, but asked Zhou Yang to rest during the rest period. Zhou Yang had more experience in Tai Chi and guidance techniques, so he would not stop and practice again by swinging his sword.

I don’t know how much time it took to practice, until Su Jian woke him up. Su Jian had a food basket in his hand, and a smile appeared on his cold face: “This is the food for you, you have eaten it.”

This is the first time he has smiled since he met Su Jian yesterday. Although it was just a flash, it was a smile after all.

Zhou Yang was also a little hungry, thanked him, took the food box, and started eating. After eating, he took a short rest and practiced again. By dark, the number of times he completed was far exceeding Su Jian's requirements.

When the breakup was about to break up, Su Jian patted Zhou Yang on his shoulder: "Work hard, there will be some hope in three months, although not much!"

Yesterday, Su Jian believed that Zhou Yang had no chance. Although he only said that there was a little hope, it was better than having no hope at all. This was a good transformation.
Chapter completed!