"A sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong sneezed continuously and almost fell off the wooden stake.

Ba Huhu looked at it and kept shaking his head. This junior brother of his really has no talent in martial arts training!

He was asked to stand on the plum blossom pile without asking him to make any movements. After only ten minutes, Zhang Yong could no longer stand it.

Although this guy's shoulder is injured, he doesn't ask you to use your hands.

You just need to stand firmly on the wooden stake and hold on for half an hour. How long is half an hour? Just one hour.

It's not like standing in a military posture.

You can move it at will.

You can scratch the itch. You can wipe the sweat.

As long as it doesn't fall off, anything is fine.

Can't stand it?

That's really useless...

If you can't stand for an hour, don't expect to practice martial arts in the future.

It's useless to practice anything. Just take a rest as soon as possible.

As a result, after only ten minutes, Zhang Yong was already on the verge of collapse.

Yang Zhi, Luo Yiming and others who were watching from a distance were secretly worried. They were afraid that Zhang Yong would fall off the wooden stake.

By the way, these plum blossom piles prepared by Ba Laohu are also abnormal. The height is actually more than one foot, almost the height of a first floor. It is indeed a bit scary to stand up so high.

If it were them, of course it would be fine. They have all been trained. Needless to say, Yang Zhi was always trained by his uncle Yang Shanfu. Luo Yiming was also trained by his brother-in-law Zhou Yang.

Only Zhang Yong did not.

I trained temporarily with Wei Yong for a week.

Later, it was up to him to make the decision. He could practice if he wanted to, and if he didn't want to, he could not practice.

Once upon a time, Zhang Yong also worked hard to practice close-range shooting. Later, he found that it was of no use and it was difficult to continue to improve, so he just lay down.

By the way, he really hasn't trained for a long time. In terms of individual combat effectiveness, he can only bully Ye Wansheng. Among the people he leads, he can't beat any of them.

Of course, it doesn't mean that he is inferior to ordinary people.

Where are the ordinary people under him? They have all received at least two years of training.

Like Cao Mengqi, it lasted three years.

After joining the Fuxing Club, no matter what happens, this guy will be at the training ground.

Cao Mengqi doesn't need women at all. Women affect the speed at which he draws his gun. Many people hold the same view.

"continue!"

"Don't come down!"

Bahu had a straight face and held a bamboo whip.

That's a genuine bamboo whip. It's very long and tough. It's super sour when it hits people.

Zhang Yong is so depressed!

When Li Boqi came, he originally thought he could be free and easy.

Nothing to do today, just listen to music.

He immediately took the people in the team and quietly ran out to be cool, which was a little benefit to everyone.

Unexpectedly, he was captured by Ba Laohu after he was only halfway through the benefits. Ba Laohu thought that he was addicted to drinking, sex, and having fun. This was definitely not going to work, so he captured him to practice martial arts.

Let’s start with the most basic stance. But it’s not the Zha Ma Step. It’s the high plum blossom stance.

The result is tragic.

So sorry...

What kind of master should I worship...?

Shooting yourself in the foot...

If it wasn't for the sake of being higher than others, he would definitely regret it.

but now……

I can only endure it...

After staying up for half an hour, I immediately jumped down from the top.

Fall down to death.

30 minutes……

45 minutes……

55 minutes…

victory is in sight.

I suddenly felt energetic and cheered up.

As long as you persist for the last five minutes, the task will be completed. Rang Bahu has nothing to say.

57…

58…

59…

Seeing that there is only one last minute...

Suddenly, I had a convulsion out of nowhere and sneezed continuously.

This is tragic.

Unable to stand still anymore, I jumped down from the top.

I thought I might break my leg. But I was caught firmly by Bahu.

fine.

It's like catching a fly.

Ba Laohu's hand was so strong that he felt as if the earth's gravity had completely disappeared.

"Your body is too weak." Ba Laohu hates that iron cannot become steel. "If you don't exercise properly, you will suffer consequences sooner or later."

"I know. I know." Zhang Yong hurriedly pretended to be positive, "I will continue, I will continue..."

However, when he spoke, his face looked very painful.

Ba Lahu had no choice but to wave his hand and tell him to get lost.

I don't know if he was faking it or if it was really painful. After all, he was really hurt.

He was truly shot.

If you say it didn't hit a vital point, it's still a hit.

No matter where the bullet hits, there needs to be a recovery process.

It's useless for Bahu to be eager for success.

It is indeed not that simple to help Zhang Yong, a piece of mud, to climb up the wall.

Fortunately, just now, Zhang Yong has persisted for 59 minutes. This shows that there is still a glimmer of hope. You can continue training...

"Captain, the team leader is looking for you!"

Suddenly, someone hurried over to deliver the order.

Zhang Yong suddenly felt as if he had received an amnesty. He hurriedly said goodbye and left, running faster than a rabbit.

Bahuhu:......

Running so fast?

It seems that I may have been deceived.

This Zhang Yong's potential is definitely not that bad. This guy is just lazy.

OK, next time, add some ingredients to it.

It has been a long time since Tabahu taught his disciples in person. This time, Zhang Yong must be brought out.

Even if it is really a ball of mud, it must firmly adhere to the wall and become an indestructible piece.

…

Zhang Yong hurried back to No. 49 Shihu Street.
To be continued...