"Su Shouyun, retreat..." As the supervisor's disciple shouted, this was already the 30th disciple who had retreated.

At the beginning of the month, Chen Ming and Yang Xiong had already made a twelve-point effort and planned to have three victories. Together with other fellow students, they completed the origin of Tiger Fist. Then, according to the core martial arts of their practice, they practiced separately at the age stage.

It is not until this time that people can feel exactly what changes this crazy month has brought to the sect.

The fifty-sixth, the sixty-twoth... More than 200 people retreated, five were expelled from the sect, ten were demoted to outer disciples, and more than twenty were demoted to servile disciples, and then seven of them directly chose to leave the sect.

"Do you think the sect is cruel?" Xiao Yan stood up. When he was performing martial arts in the early days of the month, he was basically like a mascot. This time it was different, "But you don't know, we are very sad!"

Looking at the disciples at the bottom of the head, Xiao Yan continued, "You ask yourself, as your disciples, in addition to the monthly voluntary tasks, the sect can arrange other compulsory tasks for you? Two hours, you only need to work two hours a day, and at most one hour of anti-toxic training. The remaining whole day will be controlled by you!"

You can not study at all, play all day, work all day, practice martial arts all day, and study all day. In other words, except for two to three hours a day, the disciples of the Wuhumen are free!

"We are a martial arts sect, and what we value is force! As disciples of the sect, we always remember our identity. The sect is not an unreasonable place. We send you monthly routines every month, and you can arrange them freely throughout the month, and only once in the beginning of the month will be performed. We will give you the opportunity to stop three times in a row, and we will also give you two opportunities to correct after regressing!" Xiao Yan looked at the disciples at the bottom of the head, "Tell me, are the sects cruel?!"

"No cruel!" Naturally, someone took the lead in answering, and then other disciples answered one after another. The disciple who stopped and retreated lowered his head and was expelled from the sect. The disciple who had lowered his identity looked as if he was dead.

"That's why I said... Relying on personal consciousness is the stupidest decision in itself." The elder of the precepts sighed, "It is necessary to set how much time you practice martial arts every day so that they can make progress."

"We are not a school here..." Xiao Yan sat back, "If they are not interested in learning martial arts, then even if they are required to practice martial arts, they will only be perfunctory. The sect does not need a group of soldiers who only know how to obey, nor does it need a weak person who does not have the heart of a strong person!"

"The cost is a bit high..." The elder of the precepts finally sighed. According to his method, the sect is a training base for warriors, and warriors will be constantly cultivated; according to the method of the sect, it is an investment base, investing in the hearts of each disciple's strong man, and then gaining a small number of elites.

If he can become the elder of the precepts, he will naturally not believe in the kindness of human nature. Human nature is inherently lazy, and self-consciousness is the most unreliable. Only by coercion can they be urged to become stronger!

"After all, we are a sect, not a club, nor a school!" Xiao Yan reminded.

"Yes, yes, that argument again..." The elder of the precepts was a little dissatisfied, but it was more painful. In order to survive, the sect compromised too much with the country!

He wanted to complain, he wanted to complain, and then found that he was also full of powerlessness in front of the country.

"Disciples voluntarily enter the school, and the sects are trained according to their qualifications... This should be their second home, not a prison or a military camp! I hope that in a few years, what they will gain will be a group of family members, not a group of soldiers!" Xiao Yan sighed.

"The family also has unworthy children." The elder of the preceptor reminded that it is not arguing, but a responsibility. His task is to maintain the order of the sect and to make the head not emotionally active.

"That's why there is a martial arts performance at the beginning of the month and the sect's annual exam." Xiao Yan replied, "As family, we must be tolerant to give them the opportunity to recognize and correct their mistakes. Similarly, expelling from the master is also a compassion for the cowards. Unfortunately, these young people may not be able to understand it."

"It may even hate you..." The elder of the preceptor replied.

Compassion is of course compassion. The world is so cruel, but I don’t polish my own force well. If such a person lets go, he is basically seeking death. Instead of letting them die tragically at the hands of evil disciples in the future, it is better to leave the world as soon as possible.

However, those who have not traveled through the world will never understand this principle.

After the martial arts performance, the rest was the ring. As usual, Zhang Lin came to challenge Chen Ming. Ang Lee and Ren Tianxing were also ready to move. Last month, Zhang Lin defeated Chen Ming, but Chen Ming defeated Ang Lee. Chen Ming and Ren Tianxing played for ten minutes and finally tied.

At this age, no one is young and competitive, so it is necessary to have another competition. Not only are they, but many disciples actually have fixed opponents. After long-term competition, their martial arts are actually getting mature bit by bit.

"What's going on with you?" When Zhang Lin was defeated by Chen Ming's five moves, he looked at Chen Ming in disbelief, "You are making too fast!"

"You have not made any progress..." Chen Ming looked at Zhang Lin, "Have you gone to practice Qigong?"

"Did you see it?" Zhang Lin felt a little embarrassed, "I have practiced for half a month, but it is useless..."

Not only is it useless, this month he was also educated because he has not made any progress. This is the first time he has been guided since he started. He is in a very bad mood, but he has no choice but to commit his own sins and cannot survive.

"Qigong is not reliable..." Chen Ming replied, "At least our age, we mainly focus on strengthening our bodies. If you want to be leisurely and leisurely, you can improve your physical fitness, but it is not that simple!"

Qigong can improve physical fitness, which is compared with ordinary people, especially those who work overtime and stay up late for a long time and have no time to exercise. It can help them to return to their increasingly weak bodies to their normal levels and even healthier.

For warriors, the improvement is really limited and even has little effect. Of course, it is also possible that while refining the body, a little combination of breathing can protect the internal organs, but the effect is too slow and cannot keep up with the pace of training. It is faster to not take tonics directly.

Perhaps after you get out of the army, you can use this method to adjust it. At this stage, as the original accumulation stage, Chen Ming can even use his life span as a bargaining chip. Since tonics are more efficient, who cares that he is the medicine three times more poisonous?!

"It's all so overwhelming publicity, can you not be curious?" Zhang Lin seemed to have heard something.

"I studied it privately earlier, but found that it was just that... I let it go for the time being." Chen Ming replied.

"So you can concentrate on practicing this month, but I am self-consistent. No wonder I am not your opponent..." Zhang Lin sighed.

"If you choose this yourself, then you can't blame anyone, right?" Chen Ming said jokingly.

"Good peace of mind!" Zhang Lin got off the ring, "Next month, I will definitely surpass you!"
Chapter completed!