The autumn morning is slightly cool and the wind is blowing.
In the martial arts field behind the dormitory, more than a dozen strong and strong men were naked from the waist up, dripping with sweat, performing morning exercises one punch after another.
Everyone practiced boxing together, and from time to time the strength was integrated, making a snapping sound, causing the birds and beasts resting in the pond in the distance to flap their wings and fly high.
"Follow your heart, use your strength, and adjust your breathing rhythm! Don't look lazy in the morning!" a muffled voice scolded.
A big man nearly two feet tall walked among the crowd, stopping from time to time to correct the movements of others.
"Your arms are too stiff, and your waist is too stiff. What are you doing here? How can you show such strength?
The soles of your feet are deeply rooted, your waist is like a bow string, your fists are like arrows, do it again! "The big man held the man's waist with one hand and said in a deep voice.
Snapped!
There was a crisp sound.
"Remember how it felt just now."
"Yes, thank you, Senior Brother Lin." The man stood up quickly, looked up at the big man who was two heads taller than him, and bowed slightly to show respect.
The big man nodded, said nothing, and continued to patrol.
"You, use your strength again and let me see."
"Relax your legs first, take a step forward, and tighten your tendons, won't they become tense? Well, that's it."
.........
The big man is naturally Lin Mo.
After the medicine field practice was suspended, their apprentices were stranded in Xiaolong Mountain.
Meal subsidies and muscle-tonifying essential oils were distributed as usual, so the practice was canceled and turned into a martial arts training camp.
Except for the morning class together every morning, the rest of the time is spontaneous training.
Whether you want to continue practicing, or go out to eat and drink, you can do whatever you want as long as you don't go down to Xiaolong Mountain.
Morning classes were originally supposed to be taught by Chen Gang, but he seemed to be busy recently, so he simply asked Lin Mo to help. After all, Lin Mo had already strengthened his muscles and was naturally competent.
In this area, for almost three or four days, no one could see anyone, let alone the opportunity mentioned before.
Lin Mo didn't feel irritated. After all, teaching on behalf of others was profitable. Chen Gang made the decision, and his daily meal allowance was quadrupled as a reward, which fulfilled his wish to eat one meal of meat a day.
He still practiced boxing and used guns as usual every day, and followed Li Yuanze around the mountain market from time to time, and his life was solid.
After giving them all the instructions, it took less than half an hour for Lin Mo to start his morning training.
He lifted the Overlord Gun aside and didn't practice anything, just two movements.
Medium stab! Shake the big gun!
As the saying goes, a stick in the moon is worth a sword in a lifetime.
It is indeed difficult to master the spear, especially if you don't have the secrets of a famous master, but for these two moves, in Lin Mo's opinion, it's probably enough if you master them.
In the center of the field, everyone who was still practicing boxing slowed down when they saw Lin Mo picking up the gun, and their eyes widened.
Naturally, they had seen Lin Mo playing with a big gun, such a majestic big gun. At first, some people were curious and wanted to play with it.
Lin Mo naturally had no objection, but the man tried his best and failed to even grab the gun, so he had to give up in embarrassment.
This time it aroused everyone's interest.
Everyone came to pick up the gun excitedly, wanting to prove something, but in the end, no one could catch it.
"How much do you think Senior Brother Lin's tiger-headed gun weighs?" someone in the crowd asked.
"How heavy is it? My arms have 400 kilograms of supernatural power, but I can't even grab it. How much do you think it weighs?" You Cheng stood at the front. When he heard this, he said quietly without looking back.
Everyone was speechless.
"How strong is Senior Brother Lin with such a heavy gun?" A voice broke the silence.
"It doesn't matter if he's older or not, he's older than me anyway."
"Indeed, he is older than me anyway."
There was a cheerful atmosphere in the martial arts training ground again.
.......
Lin Mo's spear training method was quite simple. He just held the tail of the spear with one arm and leveled it forcefully.
This kind of training method was something he saw on the Internet in his previous life. What should it be called Big Gun Stake?
The specific principle is not clear, but in his opinion, if you can hold a gun with one arm and hold it horizontally, so that the gun and the body are motionless, and feel the fallen leaves falling on it, it means that you can hold the gun steadily and hold the gun. .
You can stab wherever you want and hit wherever you want.
With tens of thousands of kilograms of strength in his body, no matter how good his marksmanship is, if he reaches this level and fights with someone, his flesh and blood will definitely explode if he is stabbed, and at least the muscles and bones will be broken if he is hit.
It is not an exaggeration to say that one force can defeat ten.
"I'm still practicing shooting, but it's time today."
After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly came from behind.
As soon as the voice fell, a young man with rosacea wearing Xu's shorts walked out from behind carrying an adult-sized snakeskin bag and threw the bag on the ground a few steps away from Lin Mo.
"You are a quarter of an hour late today."
Lin Mo's eyes moved, his hands trembled, and the spear slipped directly, then he smashed it on the ground, turned his head, looked at the man with rosacea and said.
This man's name was Liu Jian, and he worked at Xiaolongshan Cangcaotang. He was responsible for distributing daily meal subsidies to apprentices. The two of them became familiar with each other after going back and forth.
"Don't mention it. It's hard work in our profession. We are all uncles. No one can afford to offend us." Liu Jian sighed, opened the snakeskin bag on the side, and shouted loudly:
"The money has been distributed. Everyone gathered around. I called out the names of those who came to collect them. For those who didn't come, if you have a crush, please help them get it."
The people who were still practicing boxing finally let go as if they were relieved. As they walked, they waved their hands or kicked their legs, chatting and laughing together.
"Ma Yuan, one pound of meat, two pounds of rice, and half a bottle of essential oil."
In the past, he only read names, but today Liu Jian suddenly picked up all the meal supplements at once.
A short, stocky man emerged from the crowd cheerfully.
Liu Jian took out the divided pieces of meat and rice noodles from the snakeskin bag, handed them to Ma Yuan, and continued, "Yesterday, when Zhou Shengjun from Ningyang and the supply team from Wang's side entered the mountain, they encountered a tide of beasts and suffered heavy casualties. Supplies are expected to be in short supply these days."
He paused,
"Therefore, starting from tomorrow, the meal subsidy will be reduced by half, even in our warehouse. It will resume as usual when the next batch of supplies arrives. Please be patient."
After that, he continued to distribute meal subsidies.
As expected, it caused an uproar, but fortunately the reason was explained in advance, and starting tomorrow, most of them just muttered a few words in a low voice.
"Brother Liu, now it's just you and me. What exactly is the situation that we just mentioned?"
After distributing the meal subsidies, the two of them walked down the mountain together. Along the way, Lin Mo asked.
Liu Jian hung the empty snakeskin bag on his waist at this time. After hearing this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "That's the situation. Yesterday when Wang and Zhou Shengjun's supply team entered the mountain, they met the Beast King. I heard that Wang was the only one alive. Two people came back, and Zhou Shengjun was only three.
The supplies of the two families have not been replenished at all this month, so naturally they have to save some, but don't worry, in Dalong Mountain, as long as there is salt, people will starve to death? "
After saying that, he gave Lin Mo a meaningful look and walked down the mountain without looking back.
Lin Mo was thoughtful and rushed to the mountain market with his gun in hand. He was going to buy some salt.
