And Zhang Feng's next words made them desperate: "Our destination is a temporary camp ten kilometers away, where you have your lunch. I don't ask you to arrive on time. No matter when you arrive, you will have lunch, but If anyone's actions are not standard, then I'm sorry, everyone will start from the original point again! If anyone wants to quit, just go away, don't pull teammates back."

"Your actions will be consistent. This is to train your ability to work together! The warm-up just now is enough, let's start now, everyone has it, line up!"

More than five hundred people lined up in five alliances, each one meter apart from the left and right, and two meters apart from the front and back, because every take-off has to jump two meters.

Prior to this, Zhang Feng did not set up special supervision personnel, but asked them to consciously and supervise each other.

No one would be lazy or do something wrong without admitting to shame. That would be looked down upon by others and embarrassed his country.

The eyes of the crowd are sharp.

"Let's start, I will wait for you in front!" Zhang Feng said as he jumped to the front.

When I jumped to the point, I jumped four meters away. The key is that when squatting down on one foot, it is very slow, and when it jumps up quickly, everyone is immediately dumbfounded.

This served as a good example, and the instructors were able to do it.

So, they consciously shouted the password, one two one, take off!

In front of a team of more than 500 people, Zhang Feng was jogging slowly. In fact, it was said that the jumping action was better. Zhang Feng said it was a jogging, which caused the students to misunderstand and was happy for a while.

Zhang Feng arrived at the destination soon, and after standing for a while, he sat down and rested. This amount of exercise was trivial to him. He just sweated.

He took out his mobile phone to play. When Sharapova was standing behind him and saw that he was playing a game, Sharapova was very complicated. She wanted to say something but couldn't say anything and then walked away.

Sharapova went to the trainees who were training, where a group of people were doing frog-leap-like movements. The movements were neat and no one was left behind.

So the simple action was trained by the instructor that the father spent a lot of resources and invited under great pressure? Sharapova doubted Zhang Feng's ability to train students.

Is this how his strength is trained?

Sharapova decided to give it a try.

So she followed behind. In the first few minutes, she was still able to follow the standards of the previous students, but after a few minutes, she felt that her thigh and calf muscles were very uncomfortable.

Finally, when she was about to bounce up when she squatted down, her leg muscles suddenly cramped, and she sat on the ground with a painful expression indicating her pain.

At this moment, she finally understood Zhang Feng's greatness, which is not something ordinary people can do.

She knows her abilities very well, but she can't do it by herself. How much test will these students who have just recovered?

Can they persist?

Sharapova was worried.

Pukan came over now, he was silent while looking at the trainees in these training sessions.

Sharapova said: "Father, I tried it just now. It is very difficult, and if they have to move in the same way, the difficulty will increase exponentially."

"Daughter, only students who have passed all the tests of Zhang can graduate, and can truly become our graduate students of the Halberd of God of War, do you understand?"

Pukan spoke to her daughter in a heavy tone, and Sharapova was silent. Such training was very cruel.

But if you don't, you won't be a training camp for the Halberd of God of War.

"I want to train with them!" Sharapova said.

Pukan glanced at his daughter and said helplessly: "No, daughter, you have been eliminated just now!"

Sharapova was shocked, yes, she was eliminated just now!

Thinking of this Sharapova was disappointed in her heart, disappointed in herself, because her strength was not what she imagined.

And she suddenly wondered, when she was discussing with those students before, would those students let her pretend to be defeated.

"Father, I still want to follow the training!" Sharapova said again.

Sharapova’s determined eyes showed that she had decided to train, and Pukan had to say: "Daughter, Zhang's training is dead. Two people have died now. You can think about it."

"Yes, father!" Sharapova said firmly.

"I have no opinion, this is your decision, but you are not a student of my training camp. You can only follow the training nearby, and you will not be responsible for all your accident training camps!" Pukan said coldly.

"Yes, father!"

Sharapova has not been the first among the students since she was a child. She exists independently and is only responsible to Pukan herself.

And Pukan's words like that are cruel to Sharapova.

At this moment, someone couldn't help it anymore and fell to the ground with cramps in his feet. The team had to stop. Zhang Feng ran over to the person who was cramping with his feet on the ground and shouted: "Trash, really trash People like you are also worthy to come to the training camp, you can't do jogging, get out, get out to your mother!"

The words were very vicious and ruthless. The tears of this student came down. He tried hard to support, but his feet did not listen. He fell to the ground several times. He lay on the snow and cried silently. Hate yourself!

"Cry? Go back to your mother and cry. Don't hinder me here. It's really useless. I don't want such **** for my students!" Zhang Feng didn't want to be virtuous.

Medical staff had already come and put him on a stretcher. The doctor looked at his feet and was shocked. The muscles of the thigh and calf had been strained, and the muscle tissue had been necrotic. He was able to hold on until now with a strong will.

Pukan saw it too, he closed his eyes and waved, and the medical staff lifted it down.

One more is missing.

Pukan knew this man. He was a very good fighter with strong willpower, but his body couldn't keep up. It was also because of the cruel fighting competition that he was also seriously injured.

If there is no injury, it is estimated to be able to resist this training.

But if it is a battlefield, will the enemy care if you are injured and will not shoot you?

The reality is so cruel, survival of the fittest.

"Come over again!" Zhang Feng dropped a word and walked back to play on his mobile phone.

All the people ran back and came back from the original point. It was good for them to be able to rest their legs while running freely, but they were scared when they thought that there was still such a long distance.

Sharapova ran back with the army, Zhang Feng didn't even look at her.

Sharapova was angry. She thought that Zhang Feng could not have found herself last night, and why didn't he move herself? Instead, squeeze yourself out of bed?

This was a heavy blow to Sharapova, and she wouldn't just let it go.