Chen Ming grabbed the top of the horizontal bar with both hands and raised his strength slightly. Feeling the strength of his arms, he probably knew it in his mind.
In his previous life, he was the director of a sports school, so he was not very familiar with the standard pull-up movement.
It's just that it's not enough to just understand this physical subject. It's no different than housekeeping. This subject requires sufficient arm strength to achieve results.
In the military, physical fitness is king, at least for now.
Sun Penghui from the third class frowned and glanced at Chen Ming. He looked a little dissatisfied. He shouted loudly and took the lead in shaking his whole body, trying to make his body swing as wide as possible.
Then with a strong force, he directly pulled his body upwards, letting his chin jump over the top of the horizontal bar.
"Okay, pretty, one."
"Come on Penghui, we have the strength and we won't spray. The first group sprayed very fiercely, but they fell behind."
While Sun Penghui's body was falling, he glanced at Chen Ming again, and found that the other person was still hanging there. He was immediately delighted, and while he still had enough strength, he pulled out another one.
"Beautiful, there are two of them. Come on, class deputy, Class 1 may not be able to survive. Crush them."
Listening to the cheers around them, the atmosphere in Class 1 seemed a bit deserted, and Zhao Lifei's face didn't look good.
It's strange that as a squad leader, it feels better to be yelled at by a bunch of new recruits about how the squad is doing.
What is this kid thinking about?
At this moment, Zhao Lifei looked up at Chen Ming with an unhappy expression.
Chen Ming moved.
Unlike Sun Penghui from Class 3, who had to rest after every pull, Chen Ming first grabbed the top of the horizontal bar with both hands, causing veins to bulge in his exposed arms.
One, two, three, four, five, six without a break...
He kept pulling until the seventh person, and when it was the eighth person's turn, Chen Ming didn't pull him up because his arms were weak, but he didn't get down either, and he was still hanging there.
Feeling the pain in his arm, Chen Ming gritted his teeth. He currently had more than 4,000 points left in the System Points Mall, which was enough to redeem two bottles of potion to restore his condition, but he did not do so.
Potions are only auxiliary. If you want to grow quickly, you must continue to challenge the limits of your body.
Otherwise, if he only relies on potions, uses them when he is tired, and refreshes his status after using them, then he will look strong at best and have little staying power.
Three Seconds of Real Man does not meet Chen Ming's requirements for himself.
But no matter what, seven consecutive pull-ups directly boosted the morale of Class One.
Zhao Lifei also raised his head with a smile on his face, looking askance at the third squad monitor like a proud old rooster.
Wang Wolong and Wei Fengchu were no less talkative than Class Three.
Wang Shuaibing clapped his hands and laughed: "Brother Chen, come on, come on, let's do it again. Some people just can't do it. The white-bone demon farts and looks like a monster, but it's useless."
"Ahem." Zhao Lifei coughed next to him after hearing Wang Shuaibing's provocation.
Competition is okay, but it must be healthy competition. According to their approach, it destroys unity and is not advisable.
Sure enough, when the third squad leader Cheng Tiehu heard the voice from the first squad, his face turned green with anger.
He commanded loudly: "Sun Penghui, what are you thinking about? Two is your limit?"
"As the class deputy, you are the benchmark for the whole class. Come on, set another one."
I don’t know if Sun Penghui listened.
Anyway, Chen Ming listened to what he said. As the class deputy, he is indeed a benchmark for the whole class.
So he pulled hard and made another eight.
Um? ? ?
Is this okay?
After a long time of encouragement from Class 3, Sun Penghui didn't move, but Chen Ming from Class 1 moved instead?
Zhao Lifei was stunned for a moment, and simply took a few steps back to watch Chen Ming perform on his own. He didn't intend to disturb him, and wanted to see where Chen Ming's limits were.
By the way, let's measure whether they can get good results in the evaluation. In fact, the recruits who can get into the top three in the comprehensive evaluation every year have a good physical foundation before joining the army. Otherwise, they just rely on training in the military camp for a month and a half. It's difficult to get ranked.
After all, among thousands of people with the same training method, who can be worse than the other?
At this time, the two "strategists" in the first class stopped talking and stared at Chen Ming, thinking that their eyes were full of encouragement.
Watching Sun Penghui gather his strength for a long time, he pulled up another one, reaching the third one.
Cheng Tiehu's voice came again: "Yes, I performed very well, but I've been yelling for a long time. Reward me with one reward. It's not too much. Come on, pull another one, the last one."
"Rewarding the squad leader? It makes sense, it should be." Chen Ming was hanging to rest. When he heard the reason, he looked at Zhao Lifei, pulled up his body with force, and completed another one.
Nine.
At this time, even Zhao Lifei, who was usually serious, couldn't hold himself tight. The corners of his mouth raised and his smile grew wider and wider.
The recruits in class one were even more stunned, and for a moment they couldn't figure out who the class leader three was encouraging.
Sun Penghui is also very good. After a break, he gritted his teeth and completed the pull-up that was awarded to the squad leader.
Before he could let go.
Cheng Tiehu's voice came again: "Don't worry, the squad leader has already rewarded you, so let's pay tribute to myself. It's very hard to join the camp as a soldier, so I'll pay tribute to myself."
"It's quite hard. This makes sense." Chen Ming nodded slightly and used both arms hard. This was the tenth time.
Damn it? ? ?
Chen Ming's operation made not only the first class confused, but also the recruits in the third class were speechless.
Sun Penghui's face was even more depressed. No one encouraged Chen Ming, but he did it so consciously.
What about yourself?
You're also the class deputy, so don't you want to lose face in class three?
Holding back the fatigue all over, I trembled and did another one, the fifth one.
"As a soldier, you must know how to be grateful. The cooking class will start cooking and preparing breakfast for you all day long before you get up. Therefore, for the hard work of the cooking class, I also want to thank one person. Come on, make another one. the last one."
Cheng Tiehu's voice came.
Chen Ming pulled another one, but there was nothing he could do. The third squad leader did make sense, and he should be grateful.
The eleventh one.
At this time, even if Sun Penghui refused to accept it, he couldn't do it anymore. His arms couldn't hold it up at all, and his hands softened and he fell from the top of the horizontal bar. The cooking class was not grateful for the success.
Chen Ming still persisted.
This made the people in class three very angry. The second person went up and pulled two of them, but they fell down without waiting for the class leader's encouragement.
The third person came on and couldn't even jump up to grab the horizontal bar.
The fourth person jumped up, but he couldn't pull himself up and couldn't finish any step.
The fifth person barely finished one.
Pull-ups are far more difficult than the recruits imagined. The horizontal bars in the army are higher than those in the park. Sun Penghui's performance was already very good in the first contact.
People from the third class came up one by one, but Chen Ming was always as steady as a mountain, occasionally pulling someone up.
On and off, it was not until the ninth person from class three fell from the top that Chen Ming couldn't hold it anymore and let go of the horizontal bar.
The number has also accumulated to fourteen.
"Awesome, one can wear nine? Brother Chen, you can last longer alone than the nine people in the third class."
Wang Shuaibing said in shock. He couldn't help but be shocked. Fourteen didn't sound like much, and it was higher than the total of nine people in the third class.
The duration of persistence is even longer than nine, without any suspense.
Seeing Chen Ming coming down, Zhao Lifei, who was still smiling, returned to his usual seriousness.
Putting on a nonchalant tone, he said: "It's not bad, the whole army was not wiped out."
"Who is that? The class deputy is proofreading, who will be the second one?"
