It was a sunny day, quite warm, but looking at the growing smile on Fang Yuan's face, the soldiers in the training ground felt a chill coming over them, and it was getting colder and colder. No matter how you look at it, Fang Yuan doesn¡¯t seem to have good intentions. Is this guy a sadist? The bad days are coming? "Everyone, don't be nervous, don't be nervous. The first training is very simple, very simple. Maybe you have tried it before." Fang Yuan was proud of himself and his smile was quite gentle. A chubby inner disciple couldn't stand it any longer: "Marshal, if anything happens, just arrange it, we are not cowards." Fang Yuan knew that this man's name was Qiu Hua, and he was considered to be the strongest among this group of people. Quite high up, and was once selected as captain by Ye Huan. "Okay, have you seen this pile of bowls? The bowls are filled with water. Each of us has three bowls, one on top of the head and one on each hand. From now on until sunset, whoever's bowl falls down will have dinner. You won¡¯t have anything to eat. Well, it¡¯s very simple, that¡¯s it.¡± Fang Yuan spoke, and first gave a demonstration, squatting down on his horse, and motioning for everyone to follow. The soldiers on the field had rarely practiced such basic skills. When they heard Fang Yuan's words, they immediately started talking. "Whoever dares to disobey the order will be beaten with twenty military sticks, but after the beating, you still have to follow suit." Fang Yuan snorted coldly, following his words. No one dares to talk nonsense anymore. Everyone knows that this is a military camp, not a place for joking. However, fortunately, Lu Chen, Zhang Heng and others took the lead and followed Fang Yuan's requirements. Ye Huan is a lazy person. He originally wanted to apply for an exception, but when he saw Fang Yuan's cold eyes, he had to walk over with a frown. Everyone present has a good foundation in kung fu. At the beginning, there were no problems and everyone did a good job. Fang Yuan squatted at the front of the entire team, explaining the essentials to all the inner disciples. At first, many of the soldiers were quite disdainful. Later, when they saw Fang Yuan¡¯s erudition and listened to him talk about the essentials of martial arts, they all became fascinated. Especially after practicing on the spot, I felt that it was very useful and gradually built up confidence in Fang Yuan. Ye Huan comes from a good family background and has never suffered like this. However, he still gritted his teeth and endured it. After all, he was the deputy marshal. If he really made a joke, he would be very embarrassed. An hour later, a pop was heard, and the bowl on a girl's head suddenly fell to the ground. The girl's expression immediately changed. Fang Yuan sighed, this girl¡¯s name is Xie Zhijun, she is the weakest one. "I'm sorry, Marshal, I've held everyone back." Xie Zhijun almost shed tears, and she looked very sad. Many inner disciples looked over immediately. They all hoped that Fang Yuan could show some compassion and cancel this boring training. "Don't be discouraged, Zhijun, keep going, you can do it." Fang Yuan said encouragingly, without blaming her. Xie Zhijun nodded heavily, filled the bowl with water again, and then gritted his teeth and persisted. As time goes by, more and more people throw bowls. After all, although some people are good in strength, they cannot squat. In the end, only half of them succeeded. When they relaxed, they felt physically exhausted. Looking at Fang Yuan¡¯s relaxed look, many people were speechless. Did this guy grow up like this since he was young? What makes some people even more dissatisfied is that they cannot see the significance of this kind of training. Even if the training time is long, a month, it should not be squandered like this. "I'm sorry, half of the people won't be able to eat today. I hope these people have good luck tomorrow." Fang Yuan said with a smile. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Out of sight. But Fang Yuan didn¡¯t allow it. He asked everyone to practice their exercises on the playground, and they could only leave on their own after an hour. As for those who have no food, there are still pills that can be taken. They are not short of energy, but they always feel very uncomfortable without food. Many people are full of complaints, but they dare not say it. Fang Yuan's commandments say that anyone who complains will be punished with a military stick or beheaded. Looking at these people¡¯s sad faces and bitter and resentful looks, Fang Yuan sighed. The training these people usually perform must be too simple. How can they become masters if they are so lax? As soon as the hour arrived, many people arrivedThe land left, and most of the remaining people were aware of Fang Yuan's painstaking efforts, or had strong natures, so they were still training hard. Ye Huan walked away with a puff of his sleeves. This day was a huge torture for him, which made him full of anger, but unfortunately he couldn't vent it. Ye Huan thought about it and felt that he couldn't just let it go, so he turned a corner and walked towards the main hall where Su Qian was. "Is Her Majesty the Queen here? I have something to ask you, Ye Huan." Ye Huan's attitude was unusually respectful. After finishing the shouting, Ye Huan leaned over and waited, because he expected that Su Qian would be able to hear his words no matter where he was in the hall. After waiting for a long time, Ye Huan almost lost his patience. When he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a figure flash and Su Qian appeared. Looking at Su Qian under the moonlight, Ye Huan was simply stunned. The flawless white jade face was glowing with crystal luster. It was really beautiful beyond imagination. In Ye Huan's heart, Su Qian's beauty is no worse than that of Yang Ling. However, most of the disciples of Shengwu Academy are only obsessed with Yang Ling, which is too short-sighted. "Yelling, what's the matter?" Su Qian's face was obviously displeased, but luckily no whip came over her yet. Ye Huan told Fang Yuan¡¯s training bitterly, and constantly accused this kind of training of being old-fashioned and ineffective. "It's only one day, what effect do you want?" After listening to Ye Huan's words, Su Qian said coldly. Ye Huan almost choked. I have to say that the witch Su Qian is very cold and moody, but Ye Huan likes her. "Your Majesty, the point is not this. I can guarantee that after this month, the soldiers will not improve. If it were me to train, I would be a hundred times better than him." Ye Huan said respectfully, but his face But he is full of confidence. Su Qian's cold voice suddenly became colder than the moonlight: "Are you really confident that you can be a hundred times better than what Fang Yuan trained you to do?" "Of course, I can issue a military order. If I cannot satisfy you, I am willing to accept any Dispose of it." Ye Huan thought of the Ye family's method of training their children and patted his chest. Su Qian sneered, and there was a strong disdain in the smile: "If you still have this confidence after half a month, then come to me again." After saying that, Su Qian turned around and left, leaving Ye Huan on the spot. . Ye Huan has always maintained a smiling face. At this moment, the smile disappeared and replaced with a ferocious look. The colder Su Qian was to him, the stronger Ye Huan's hatred towards Fang Yuan became. He always believed that Fang Yuan had robbed him of his favor in front of Su Qian. Ye Huan returns after stepping on the moon. His fists were clenched tightly, and the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent. "Deputy Commander, it's so late, where have you been?" Fang Yuan returned from the training ground and saw Ye Huan, and couldn't help but ask curiously. "We went to admire the moon." Ye Huan said bitterly, wanting to smash his clenched fist into Fang Yuan's face. Fang Yuan smiled: "The deputy marshal is so cheerful, why are you looking so sad? Is your stomach uncomfortable?" "I'm fine, thank you marshal for your concern." Ye Huan snorted coldly and walked away with a straight face. He was afraid that he would be stunned. After a long time, he will really do something rude. Fang Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew that Ye Huan must be feeling very uncomfortable, but he had no choice. He couldn't satisfy everyone. When they arrived at the handsome tent, Fang Yuan felt that his chaotic heart gradually calmed down. To be honest, these exercises on the training ground were far from enough for Fang Yuan. Even Lu Chen and Zhang Heng were not satisfied at all. But Fang Yuan has no choice. If he doesn't take the lead in everything, I'm afraid it won't be implemented better. The commandments are too strict. Under normal circumstances, Fang Yuan won't be able to use them, let alone reduce the number of people on his own. There are only one hundred soldiers in total, and every one of them is precious to Fang Yuan. Since he became the marshal, he first shouldered a heavy sense of responsibility. As for the game? Fang Yuan didn¡¯t see it that way. He was doing it completely as if it were real. It¡¯s hard to believe that those who don¡¯t play games seriously would do things seriously in the real world. Since the alliance in the maple forest, Fang Yuan has seen the gap. Not only is there a big gap with Fang Yujing and others, but even among some inner disciples, there are several auras that are not weaker than him. There are always hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Shengwu Academy. Fang Yuan would not believe it even to death if there were not some outstanding figures. Since entering the Zhoutian realm, Fang Yuan has experienced a shortage of cultivation techniques. His body-tempering magic technique can only be maintained until the body-tempering stage. What Fang Yuan is using now?? is a book called "The Secret of the Nine Palaces". It is said that it takes about a year to unlock all the secrets of the Nine Palaces. This skill is already very rare. Fang Yuan got it from the Inner Sect Skill Pavilion and needs to return it after one year. Fang Yuan sighed. If his skills could not keep up, his cultivation speed would be slower. This would make his cultivation state of mind no longer smooth and smooth. There is no other way, Fang Yuan can only practice first. He feels that the road to promotion has become much more difficult. According to the "Nine Palaces Exploration" technique, Fang Yuan slowly directed the energy in the magic cauldron towards the middle palace. After a long time, except for a faint fever, there was no reaction in the palace, and Fang Yuan sighed secretly. But there is no other way, this is the best technique he can raise at the moment. The night was getting darker, and Fang Yuan was still practicing diligently. Without good skills, he could only rely on hard work. "No matter how barren the desert is, it will bloom for me?" Fang Yuan gritted his teeth secretly. Fang Yuan is a cultivator. He spends almost all his time on cultivation. Otherwise, he would not have achieved such an impressive achievement. At this time, everything was silent, but Fang Yuan suddenly felt something strange in the magic cauldron, like a shadow. "What is that?" Fang Yuan turned his attention and secretly approached it. When he saw clearly where the magic cauldron was, Fang Yuan was so happy that he almost jumped up on the spot. This is clearly a set of skills. The product produced by the magic tripod was absolutely extraordinary. It took Fang Yuan a long time to calm down and watch it carefully. This set of exercises slowly flowed through Fang Yuan's consciousness, giving him a long-lost sense of familiarity. "The Great Zhoutian Demonic Skill." This is a set of Zhoutian Realm cultivation techniques that run through the entire Zhoutian Realm cultivation process. Fang Yuan was inexplicably ecstatic and wanted to open his mouth to shout, but after all, he had had similar experiences in his heart, so he still tried his best to calm down his excitement completely.