Chapter 1,078 Performing martial arts in public

Style: Historical Author: The misty fisherman's songWords: 3375Update Time: 24/02/20 14:12:28
"Why did you get to the military camp today?"

Yang Qian kept flipping through Krisna's drawer, took out packages of things from it, then tore them open and started to devour them.

"Tch, why are there snacks everywhere in your office? Are you not afraid of getting fat if you eat like this?"

All the packaging bags were filled with dried meat. When a piece of dark red dried meat was put into his mouth, Yang Gan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you starting to eat beef jerky? Don't tell the outside world, otherwise you won't be able to explain it."

Krisna also picked up a piece of beef from the table and started eating it.

"Don't we have a lot of cattle? Why are you so stingy? It doesn't matter if everyone eats beef."

Yang Gan shook his head.

"What the heck do you want to open the door to eating beef? There is something wrong with your brain, right? There are a lot of cattle in Yuntong County, but no matter how many there are, as long as they can afford to raise them, they are strategic reserve materials, whether it is farming or transporting grain and grass. Eating meat is very useful.”

"But if you want to slaughter farm cattle on weekdays, that's not possible. After all, they secretly kill cattle and eat meat. I'm not blind. I still eat beef when it's prohibited. When I let go, will there be enough cattle on the grassland to eat?"

Krisna shrugged.

"What you said makes sense. Are you here for inspection this time? But now it's only been a month of selection time, and tomorrow will be the highlight."

Yang Gan pointed to the box next to him.

"open to take a look!"

Krisna immediately opened the box and started to look at it. After a short time, she was surprised.

"Did you really get me the general position?"

Yang Gan said with a smile.

"The king has issued an edict, instructing Krisna to command the new army and be granted the title of general of the auxiliary state, with an annual salary of two thousand dan."

"Also, the new army's designation has been announced. It will be named Tiger Ben and will be directly controlled by Lord Wu An!"

Krisna was so happy that she couldn't help herself. She took out all the things inside, including official seals, swords and other things, as well as the most critical things in the army.

Big waves!

After taking out Da Tao, I saw two words embroidered with flying dragons and phoenixes on it, "Hu Ben!"

Made of gold, black, and red, it is not only full of chilling aura, but also has a hint of nobility.

"Hu Ben, Huben, tsk, I didn't expect that the king's literary talent is so good. Let's not talk about the army. Just reading these two people makes me feel that this army is very awesome."

The corners of Yang Qian's mouth twitched fiercely.

"I chose the name, thank you."

Krisna immediately kissed Yang Qian hard and praised.

"Let me just say, it must be a person with a very high level of education to make the number sound so nice and so majestic."

Yang Gan looked at Krisna funny and couldn't help but shake his head.

"I'll take this rainbow fart."

"How does it feel to hear someone flatter you?"

"It's great, but you can't listen to it often, you'll get tired of it, and you have to be wary of a person who often flatters you in different ways. This person may want to harm others."

"You are still as cautious as ever."

Yang Gan shook his head.

"That's not true. Sometimes I can't help but think about it. Something is bound to happen. But this time you are lucky. Your level is above Ran Jing."

"When Ran Jing makes some more achievements, I should consider promoting him."

Krisna was a little curious.

"Why haven't you seen Ran Jing recently?"

"Going back to my hometown, visual inspection, I will be back soon."

Yang Gan scratched his head and pointed to the bed behind him, "I'll sleep here today, and I'll show them my skills for the first drill tomorrow."

"You want to shock them?"

Krisna came to Yang Gan and sat on him. Fortunately, it was a cushion. If it were a chair, it might have collapsed.

The two of them hugged each other in a very inconsistent size.

Yang Gan nodded, "There are no simple people who can join the Tiger Army. Other things need to be subtle, but in the army, the strong are still respected."

The next day.

Yang Gan got up early, washed up, ate something to cushion his stomach, and then began to take the pills in order.

He takes a large number of pills every day, but every seven days the entire medical team will re-diagnose and treat Yang Gan's body, and then adjust the order and dosage of the pills.

Sometimes existing elixirs are even customized according to Yang Qian's physical condition.

Unfortunately, the only elixir that cannot be fine-tuned is the violent blood elixir, and the Yin Qi in Yang Gan's body is still increasing.

This makes Ge Xiuming very frustrated sometimes. If nothing changes in the long run, many bad things will happen.

It is true that the yin pole generates yang, but where exactly this pole is, Ge Xiuming is not sure. As the saying goes, individual differences.

The only thing that is certain is that the heavier the yin energy is, the more obvious the female characteristics will be on Junshang. In case...

Sometimes Ge Xiuming didn't dare to think about it. If he really had some growths on his body that men shouldn't have, Wu Anjun would blow his head off with a big blow.

But Yang Qian couldn't give up taking the Blood-Blood Pill no matter what.

It's not that strength is like sailing against the current, or retreating if you don't advance. It's not that exaggerated.

Even if he rested for ten and a half days with Yang Qian's strength, it would not have any impact on his strength.

But the Violent Blood Pill can increase his efforts exponentially. Who can resist such an effect?

It's like moving bricks alone, and your daily salary is 150.

But what if one day I go to move bricks as usual, but my salary increases to 1,500 or 15,000 a day?

That strong sense of gain cannot be replaced by anything.

But once you lose this bUFF, it will still be 150 yuan a day, who can bear it.

The same goes for Yang Qian. Once he doesn't take the Blood-Breaking Pill, his daily progress in strengthening his muscles and bones will decrease exponentially.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

After taking all the elixirs, Yang Qian came to the martial arts field with red eyes. He weighed a stone lock and put it down. He directly took the heaviest stone lock and started swinging it around.

The two stone locks, weighing hundreds of kilograms, kept flying around his body under his powerful strength, making it feel like he was lifting as lightly as he could.

Under the constant flying of the stone locks, the muscles on Yang Gan's body were like fiery red pig iron, being beaten continuously.

It's like a process from iron to steel.

Not long after, the soldiers came over from the camp. At the beginning, everyone just took towels, toothbrushes and cups to wash up.

When they saw Wu Anjun beating his body, almost everyone's eyes almost popped out.

You must know that this is the heaviest stone lock. Even the most powerful soldiers cannot shake it, let alone anyone playing with it.

On weekdays, I just make up the numbers. After all, men, many of them are children at heart, and everyone will compare with each other, and sometimes the comparison becomes anxious.

Many people will say, you are so awesome, only if you have the ability to dance the heaviest stone locks.

Even though the stone locks here are very heavy, they rarely use stone locks in Yang Qian's house, and even if they do, they are only used by others.

Although my stone lock is still called a stone lock, the material has been changed from stone to metal. It is small but its weight is terrifying.

"Oh my god, is your Majesty a human being? Why are the two largest stone locks in his hands just like two big chicken legs? They weigh nothing at all."

"Hey, you can't speak, no one thinks you are mute, why is your Majesty not a human being? You are looking for death."

"To be honest, normal people definitely don't have such power."

"Stop talking, just take a look, your Majesty is up to something new again."

After Yang Gan finished practicing the stone lock, he patted the piano case and pulled out a machete that was as black as a small sampan from inside.

He began to practice various sword techniques, but there was no cold light or the sound of breaking wind.

The only thing left is the pressure that is so severe that it makes people tremble. Even the dullest person knows that this knife is not light, and is even extremely heavy.

And some people who had been following Wu Anjun for a short time, their eyes lit up.

Seeing the expressions of understanding on some soldiers' faces, many soldiers who didn't know what was going on asked about it.

"Hey, Lao Wang, you have been with me for so many years, what kind of sword is this?"

"Yeah, shouldn't knives be all bright silver or bronze? Why is this black?"

"Forget about black, it's not shiny at all, it's jet black."

Lao Wang crossed his arms and his eyes were in trance, with strong memories in his eyes.

"Old Wang, Old Wang~~~~"

Lao Wang suddenly understood and explained calmly.

"The long black sword is called the Dragon Sword. It is the sword that the Lord carries with him. It is said to weigh two stones."

"Hiss~~~"

The unsuspecting soldiers around him showed horrified looks, and even their bodies became sluggish.

"Oh my God, two stones? This, how is this possible? The Sutie Dao only weighs a few kilograms."

Looking at the expressions of those rookies, Lao Wang murmured.

"The dragon-slaying sword is indestructible. According to Your Majesty's record, this sword has killed at least a thousand people."

"I remember that during the battle in the royal city of Goguryeo, which is now Lelang City in Lelang County, the king threw the dragon-slaying knife, killed the enemy general, and then inserted it deeply into the stone pier."

"There are tens of thousands of troops on site, but no one can pull out this sword."

As the rumors about Yang Gan increased, people in the military camp gradually gathered around.

Yang Qian pulled off his clothes, and his muscles were like a knife chopping an axe.

A breath of turbid air was slowly exhaled, and suddenly a sound of breaking wind came.

Yang Qian didn't even have time to turn his head. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the thrown object in his hand. He saw that it was a javelin.

Looking at Krisna in the distance, Yang Gan immediately recalled, took a deep breath, and aimed at the thick wooden stake used for training in the distance, his muscles all over his body tangled.

"Ah~~~!" shouted loudly.

Yang Gan twisted his whole body, and his arms were like strong springs and he threw the javelin fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow flashed!

"Boom!"

The wooden stakes used for training in the distance were directly shot and exploded!

All the soldiers turned their heads and their eyes almost popped out.

The soldier who was up to no good quickly took the ruler and measured it.

After a long time, the two soldiers ran back in confusion.

"Huh~~~!"

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, the medicinal properties dissipated, and the muscles on Yang Qian's body slowly contracted, just like a hot water bottle full of gas being let out of air.

"How much distance."

"Your Majesty, do you calculate it in feet or meters?"

In the military camp, the distances generally used are meters determined by Yang Gan. This rope ruler is given to some soldiers to divide the site.