At the beginning, Mu Yang already felt the cruelty of the devil's training period. He came up and ran around Luoyue Valley for five laps, which was an intensity that had never been before.

Among the elders, only the Great Elders have always been the strictest of them, and occasionally some corporal punishments are caused.

Chen Yingzhi is actually the kind that is easier to talk to, but his strictness today makes everyone extremely uncomfortable, as if he has changed his mind.

The disciples could only set off quickly, and start running counterclockwise with Beishan dormitory area as the starting point.

Although they are all spiritual warriors with extraordinary physical strength, they still feel a little scared when they have to run such a long distance. When they look away, they feel their legs trembling.

Qin Yun and Fang Yi ran together, muttering from time to time: "I finally understand why the seniors are better than us. It turns out that they have all experienced devil training. This is just the beginning. After running, they are exhausted. Maybe there are still some projects waiting for us."

After Qin Yun said this, everyone sighed again. If such a life lasted until the end of the year, it would be fatal.

Chen Yingzhi stepped on the spirit sword and hovered over Luoyue Valley. Although he did not deliberately monitor his disciples, standing there was a deterrent.

Under the tower, the senior brothers and sisters stood in a row, looking at the junior brothers and sisters in the distance, and felt a little secretly happy.

"Oh, the way of heaven is so reincarnation. This time it's their turn to suffer."

"Recalling when we participated in the devil training, it was really dead. Even if I die, I don't want to come again."

"Who said no, but I really have to thank the devil for training that allows us to get out of our peers."

"In my opinion, this class of junior brothers and sisters really need to be treated. They won the first time they participated in the Eight-Taiwan Campaign. They have never experienced any blows in such a long time. Some impetuous people have begun to grow arrogance, and they really have to be suppressed."

In short, the seniors were very pleased to see the little brats being trained.

The twelve of them knew nothing about this. When they saw the distant tower of questioning, the senior brothers and sisters watched them run against the steep sun. They thought they were caring about them, and they waved their hands and felt warm in their hearts.

Luoyue Valley usually doesn't feel very big, but if you really want to run, it's really useless legs. After just running around, Mu Yang felt as heavy as if his legs were filled with lead.

"Damn, I can't do it anymore. This is the first round, my mother, kill me."

"Come on, come on! We can do it! We have won the Battle of Eight Directions, will we still lose to these just five laps?"

I don’t know who suddenly mentioned the Battle of Eight Directions. Mu Yang wanted to argue with him on the spot. The victory of the Battle of Eight Directions has nothing to do with you. I haven’t won back by fighting to the death.

But he was having a lot of effort to breathe now, so he didn't have the energy to return the mouth.

Fang Yi ran behind Mu Yang panting and asked weakly: "Mu...Mu Yang, do you have spicy strips? I have to recover some strength."

Mu Yang said speechlessly: "The spicy strips can only improve spiritual power, but they have no effect of restoring physical strength."

"Then do you have anything to restore your strength and relieve muscle soreness?"

"Yes, bed! You go to bed and make sure you recover well. Do you dare to go? If you really have the treasure you want, do you think I don't need it yet?"

Thinking about it, although there are many things in my small shop, I really don’t have the props to recover my strength. It’s a pity.

The twelve disciples finally ran five laps amid the wailing sounds of death. When they returned to the martial arts field, everyone was lying on the ground, their legs and feet were almost unconscious, and no one could stand firm.

These five circles cost half a life.

Chen Yingzhi landed gently in the center of the martial arts field, his lips raised, and felt gloating. "I was praising you just now. Now it seems that you have been practicing in vain in the past few months. You have only been so tired of you in just five circles. If you go out, wouldn't you lose all my face in Luoyuegu?"

The disciples complained, "Four Elders, it's not that we are not strong enough, but we have never conducted such training."

"Isn't it? Five laps, who would usually go around Luoyue Valley without any trouble?"

Listening to everyone's quibbling, Chen Yingzhi laughed instead: "Yes, we have not arranged for you to do endurance training, but why don't you know how to train yourself? The daily class only lasts half a day, and the remaining so long, you ask yourself, it's really all used to practice?"

Everyone was speechless. Indeed, the previous courses were so easy that after the class, in addition to practicing, everyone would relax and tinker with some irrelevant things. It took a long time and there was almost no pressure.

Now I'm in high-intensity training, and I can't stand it.

Chen Yingzhi moved away and walked outside the martial arts field. While walking, he said: "From today on, this kind of running will become the norm. Your physical fitness needs to be strengthened urgently. Now, so people stand up and go to Yunmeng Realm with me, run forward, hurry!"

Chen Yingzhi stepped on the spiritual sword and flew directly over Yaoshan, not giving the disciples any chance to defend themselves.

The twelve people cursed and forced themselves up, supported each other and continued to run. Some of them had no legs and feet connected. As soon as they didn't run, they tripped themselves with their left foot and right foot, and even pulled their companions down.

In their eyes, they had become a very long distance. It usually takes only one or two minutes to walk, and they took half an hour to walk!

When passing through the entrance of Yunmeng Realm, the magic circle passed through the circle and it was dizzy and unable to stand up.

Some people even ate too much in the morning and vomited it out. The scene was quite disgusting.

But in the desert, they saw something that could save lives, and the big cart pulled by the monster!

Chen Yingzhi was sitting in the front of the car, waving to them with a smile: "Thank you all for the hard work, come in the car."

The disciples were just like catching a life-saving straw, rushing to climb into the car.

This car board is big enough to hold thirteen of them.

After everyone sat firmly, Chen Yingzhi snapped his fingers crisply, and the monster started to move forward smoothly.

Chen Yingzhi stood up, "Now you can rest quickly. Only after getting off the bus will it be the highlight of today."

Mu Yang leaned against the railing of the car, raised his right arm and asked, "We, where are we going?"
Chapter completed!