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"Don't worry, it's only tens of miles, the army runs five kilometers that is the basic skill, and these five kilometers are ten miles." Some powerful runs of 20 kilometers are there.

Li Changsheng said with relief, and began to adjust his breathing as he spoke.

It sounds like it's not a big problem, especially Li Changsheng's relaxed tone, it seems that it is really not too far.

Zhang Zhao was a little skeptical in his heart, but he also began to adjust his breathing.

In fact, he is not afraid of long-distance running, he has not practiced in Shaolin Temple before, the longest time he ran fifteen kilometers, and he can usually run ten kilometers a day stably.

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"Alas, Master Wan, what do you say this Lao Li and Lao Zhang are not getting into the car?"

At this time, in the car, Lao Zhou Laowan and the two were sitting in the car and opening the windows, blowing the breeze on both sides of the country road, not to mention how comfortable.

"Running, Master Li and I mentioned in advance, this is a special project arranged for Lao Zhang a few days in advance."

Saying that, Wan Qianhe, who has always been relatively calm and restrained, showed a meaningful smile at this time.

"Running? From where to run from the old Li family village just now? Zhou Sheng was stunned.

"Yes."

Seeing Lao Wan nodding, Lao Zhou quickly patted the driver in the front seat, "Master, how far is this journey?"

"Well, it's nearly fifty kilometers, and the navigation shows 98 miles."

The master was also enthusiastic, and when he heard the conversation between the two just now, he joked with a smile, "Hey, don't brag about this."

The land is almost to the white fruit tree, close to the Yellow Dragon Mountain, that vicinity, running over is not a play of life, alas, you must have a degree of play.

The master was obviously a local, and finally very intimately persuaded, "How about you make a call, and I will turn around and pick them up?" The money will not be overcharged, how? Hearing

this, Zhou Sage was stupid.

I couldn't help but look at Wan Qianhe next to him with a calm face, "Lao Wan, do you know that Lao Li still takes Lao Zhang crazy so far?" This is going to run the dead! "

Old Zhou feels what's wrong with the world?

He himself has to breathe for half a day to run a hundred meters, which is directly a hundred miles of long-distance running.

"Well, it's not good if it's short, don't worry, Lao Li and I have a number in our hearts, and we can't run away."

Lao Zhang now piled up turbid gas under the dantian, as well as where the perineum was. The essence energy accumulates over time, and condenses almost solidly.

My Wanjia has a little research on this piece, and Lao Li did not use acupuncture on Lao Zhang a few days ago, but the result was useless and could not dredge the essence over there.

Therefore, he can only use this stupid method to stimulate blood flow, and at the same time, the benefits are also many, which can strengthen his cardiopulmonary ability and break his almost completely solidified boy skills. Listening

to Thousands of Cranes' plain words, Old Zhou could think of Zhang Zhao's miserable appearance next.

"However, I heard that you guys practiced this kung fu in vain? This can't be broken, right? Zhou

Sheng was also a little suspicious, this is broken, Lao Zhang can't kill these two people.

Hearing this, Lao Wan glanced at Lao Zhou, as if to say that laymen are not talking nonsense?

"When I say broken, do you think it's a broken door in the movie? Tell you, in reality, although the hood door exists, it is limited to people who practice martial arts.

That is, when martial arts are practiced to a level, the fascia on the human body will be transformed, and martial arts cultivation is to cultivate this layer of fascia until the fascia rises.

This is like when tigers and lions hunt, their fascia is raised.

But this so-called hood door is not broken at all, and the fascia rises like an inner armor, separating flesh and bones, so that the injury of the person who practices martial arts is only a skin injury.

Breaking the fascia is just painful, temporarily unable to continue to lift the fascia to relieve force, not to die, let alone the so-called broken work.

Lao Wan shook his head and muttered slightly.

"That's nothing, the next month is just the beginning, we've already developed a complete testosterone stimulation training regimen for him, squats, weight-bearing pile walks.

Master Li said that he would gossip, and when the time came, the gossip would walk on the pile, carry the weight and walk in circles, and the pile walking would be arranged for him.

It's too late if you don't train your legs at this age. I think that when I practiced my legs, it was still more than that, and when the time came to train the training plan, Master Li gave half and I gave half.

After keeping it for a month, even if he is not a leg master, he is also a great guy with an explosion of male hormones!

At this time, the more Old Zhou listened, the more he couldn't stop trembling.

Devil! O devil!

How on earth did he say such a cruel punishment without changing his face?

Practicing his legs, Zhou Sheng now deeply realized how painful it was.

During this time, in addition to the ordinary small strength lifting and health preservation exercises, Li Changsheng also arranged leg exercises for him.

At first, it was just squatting up and down, and then it gradually turned into a frog jump.

And every time after the second day of practice, he didn't know how to walk, especially down the stairs, it was painful.

Of course, the effect is also to pull out the group, and leg training is equivalent to stimulating secondary development.

It was as if infusing his gradually withered body with a potion called youth.

Li Changsheng naturally formulated the training taking into account Zhou Sheng's physical condition.

At the beginning, the intensity was not high, even if it was the day before, in fact, the intensity of Zhou Sheng was very low, at least for ordinary people, it could be easily done.

It's just that Zhou Sheng's body is too weak.

What Zhou Sheng didn't know at this time was that he had simply forgotten that he had not talked nonsense for several days, and he had not hit Hache from time to time.

As the saying goes, squats are a catalyst for growth hormone in men and women, and testosterone almost controls muscle growth in the human body.

And squats and leg training are the key to stimulating the secretion of testosterone in the human body, and once persistent, the change is very obvious.

At the

same time, after fifteen minutes, the field of vision was a little blackened, and the atmospheric pressure seemed to become very heavy. The breath is carried with a hot pain.

Zhang Zhao, who was drenched, was a little in a trance, something was wrong, something was wrong.

"Old.... Old Li, this.... Isn't this yet there? I feel like I've run almost twenty miles.

"Not yet, it's less than five kilometers, it's fast."

Li Changsheng's voice came far into Zhang Zhao's ears in front of him, which made him feel a sense of motivation.

Is it only five kilometers?

That's quite bad for myself, it should be too long time to run, this body is suddenly a little difficult to adapt.

Since it was almost here, Zhang Zhao felt that he could not hold on.

After all, he once ran thirty miles, that is, fifteen kilometers, and this is where he goes.

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An hour later, Zhang Zhao's figure was already swaying, obviously burly figure, at this moment he seemed to be swinging people, his legs were floating, his lips were dry, and his eyes were black.

"Old... Old Li, this.... That's not right. Your home.... Not there yet? It's been an hour, right? It's been almost twenty kilometers, right? Lao

Zhang's legs went limp, and he sat down directly on the ground, gasping for breath.

Hearing the movement, Li Changsheng quickly paused, just looking at him coming like this, just slightly panting, Zhang Zhao had a living expression.

Lao Zhang had faintly realized that something was wrong at this time.