Chapter 703

Su Nan is busy, and Yang Xuan is not idle.

During this time, he has been staring at tianmie's training, and increased the amount of tianmie's training, which made Zhang beikai and others miserable.

However, the effect is also immediate. The members of tianmie organization have made rapid progress. Now they are just a litter of wolf cubs. If they are released, I don't know how destructive they can be.

"Brother Yang, when will you take us to actual combat? I'm tired of hammering at these stones every day."

Zhang beikai banged at a large bluestone and complained to Yang Xuan.

"Well, are you tired of it?"

Yang Xuan smiled. "Why don't I give you something fun?"

As soon as these words came out, a group of people in the training camp immediately trembled and hurriedly said, "no, no, no, brother Yang, this is not what we said. We are not tired at all. Really, it feels very fun to hammer stones!"

Zhang beikai also realized that there was something wrong with what he said just now, and quickly smiled, "brother Yang, that's what I said casually. I love hammering stones most and have loved it since I was a child."

Then he hammered harder at the stone.

What they fear most now is that Yang Xuan suddenly told them to change their training methods.

Because every change in training methods is a torture comparable to torture for them.

In order to practice his physical fitness, Yang Xuan specially asked Xue Chao to get a group of big wolf dogs, tie the dog chain to their waist, and let them run until they were tired.

In order to practice their balance, Yang Xuan asked them to walk on a shaky rope with their eyes covered. Under the rope were rows of sharp blades with their knife tips upward

Now let them hammer stones to train their physical strength, explosiveness and patience.

Everyone must rely on his own body every day. He can't borrow any tools to smash a rock the size of a grinding plate.

What scares Zhang beikai and others most is a fighting training that Yang Xuan will give them in a few days.

The training content is very simple. Let them be divided into ten groups, and then take turns to fight with Yang Xuan one by one. As long as they can hold on for a minute, they will pass the test.

But until now, no group can pass the test from Yang Xuan. After each training, it will show its teeth in pain.

However, physical pain is the second, and the most important is the psychological blow.

Whenever they thought they had heard the cow break, Yang Xuan would destroy their self-confidence.

When they started with Yang Xuan, they could feel the powerlessness and despair. It seemed that this was a mountain that could never be crossed.

"Xue Chao, I'm going out these two days. Watch the fighting training these two days."

Yang Xuanchong said hello to Xue Chao, then turned and left.

“YEAH！”

The training camp immediately cheered. Yang Xuan personally stared at them and didn't suffer less these days.

"You're happy, aren't you?"

Xue Chao gently licked his lips and flashed a sinister look in his eyes. "Don't you take me in the eye?"

Zhang beikai raised his chin and said, "instructor Xue, don't look down on you. Otherwise, tomorrow's fighting training will take another minute. We'll stick to it in your hand for five minutes, but it depends on whether you can hold it or not."

"Ha ha ha, yes, it must take five minutes!"

The training camp was full of laughter.

Xue Chao was not angry either. He nodded and said with a smile, "OK, then according to what you said, five minutes."

"It's just that I'll change the rules a little. Don't work in groups of ten. Just one-on-one. Who can survive five minutes in my hand will pass!"

"What, single?"

Zhang beikai screamed, "instructor Xue, you are not bullying people. We are your opponents one-on-one!"

Xue Chao showed a particularly gentle smile, "so ah, it's not long. He'll be beaten for five minutes at most. He'll practice resistance training by the way."

"Instructor, no!"

The training camp is full of wails. Although instructor Xue's strength is certainly not as good as brother Yang, this guy is not good. It's OK to beat him ten to one, but if he fights alone. They can't bear it with only one hand!

Yang Xuan threw his training to Xue Chao these two days. It was not that he was lazy, but that he looked at another thing, a particularly important thing.

He has an agreement with the sword saint that he will fight the sword demon with unknown strength in a year.

If he had done it before, Yang Xuan would not have taken this kind of thing to heart. If he lost his head, he would have a big scar at the mouth of the bowl. In their business, he would have looked down on life and death.

But now it's different. He has a wife and a family. He is reluctant to die and even reluctant to leave Su Nan.

So he must take a twelve point attitude to deal with this war. He must win!

The biggest problem now is that we can't find a weapon.

This is what Yang Xuan has not done. After graduating from the training camp of the owl group, almost every student found a weapon.

Only Yang Xuan always felt that this was not appropriate, that was not appropriate, but he couldn't tell what was not appropriate.

He is proficient in all kinds of swords, swords, halberds, axes, axes and forks. He has tried all kinds of magic weapons through many channels over the years, but he doesn't think he can take advantage of them. He always feels that there is something missing.

So he fought almost all these years with his bare hands.

At the beginning, the great God level chief instructor of the owl group training camp once said that it was God's fairness not to let Yang Xuan find a weapon.

Because Yang Xuan's combat effectiveness with bare hands is terrible. If he gets a weapon, his combat effectiveness will be unimaginable!

Yang Xuan didn't care about weapons. Anyway, he didn't meet his opponent with his bare hands.

But now it's different. If he wants to fight the sword demon, he must find his own weapon!

It's just that this kind of thing can happen but can't be asked. Where can he find it?

That day, Yang Xuan was thinking about weapons at home. The phone suddenly rang. After seeing the caller ID, Yang Xuan was surprised that it was Xiao Ziyi.

Xiao Ziyi is now Yang Xuan's concubine, but she is a sensible girl and knows what Yang Xuan is thinking.

In order not to increase the psychological burden on Yang Xuan, she never entangled and did not take the initiative to contact Yang Xuan as much as possible, but only sent a winding message to greet him occasionally.

Yang Xuan always feels guilty about Xiao Ziyi.

"Ziyi, what's the matter? Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"

Yang Xuan connected the phone and smiled softly.

Every time he gets along with Xiao Ziyi, he can feel an unprecedented relaxation.

This person has a strange charm, which can make people feel calm and soft.

"Is it convenient for you these two days? I heard that there is an ancient town in the southwest. It is said that the ancient town residents there are descendants of xuantiance."

Xiao Ziyi is on the other end of the phone.

"Xuan Tiance?"

Yang Xuan was stunned. "Who is it? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Xiao Ziyi said on the other end of the phone, "don't you know, you're called the God of sword casting."

"In fact, they also have masters. Their masters are called xuantiance, which is called the spirit of weapons."

"He can forge all kinds of magic weapons. Casting a sword is just one of them. The cadre Mo Ye has become famous all over the world just by learning to cast a sword."

"Xuantiance retired later and there was no trace. The residents of that small town in the southwest worship xuantiance as their ancestors, so maybe they can get some harvest if they go there. Even if there is no harvest, they heard that the scenery there is good, so they should go out and relax."

After hearing this, Yang Xuan looked puzzled, "how do you know I'm worried about weapons recently?"