Chapter 23

"Everyone gets punished? Even those who completed the assembly within ten minutes get punished?"

As soon as the instructor's words were spoken, someone immediately raised an objection. One person being late and everyone getting punished was clearly unfair.

"Exactly, in the same class, if one person is late, everyone else will be punished."

Instructor Zhang Lizheng's sharp gaze swept over everyone, and his voice was cold and hard.

"What? Everyone gets punished?"

"What if someone drags the team down?"

"How can this be? It's so unfair!"

As soon as the instructor's words were spoken, a wave of murmurs broke out below, with people whispering to each other, their expressions anxious.

"Silence!"

Zhang Lizheng frowned, and his icy voice startled everyone, bringing the murmurs to an abrupt halt.

"Every class is a whole. If one person is honored, everyone is honored; if one person is disgraced, everyone is disgraced. From now on, if anyone makes a mistake, the entire class will be punished."

The instructor's words left no room for negotiation. However, this would likely make the students in the same class monitor each other to prevent anyone from making a mistake.

This method was something Mo Wen had seen in the military of his previous life. For example, if someone in a ten-person squad fled the battlefield, the entire squad would suffer. This was not only to strengthen supervision but also to enhance team cohesion, making the team a single unit.

The first day of military training was simple, with no five-kilometer run, push-ups, sit-ups, or weighted squats. It was just basic drills like standing at attention, standing at ease, counting off, standing with feet apart, saluting, squatting, sitting, turning on the spot, and marching in place.

Although these were simple, the requirements were strict. Any improper movements would be severely criticized, and in serious cases, even punished physically.

In addition, there were drills like marching in step, running, and marching in formation.

For the next week, they would continue to practice these basic military postures, which was not too stressful.

However, requiring absolute precision and coordination within a week was quite challenging, especially for students who were just starting their military training.

Before they knew it, a week of military training had passed. The students' initial curiosity and excitement had turned into constant complaints. These students, who were used to sitting in classrooms, with delicate skin and tender flesh, could hardly endure the intense military training.

The first one or two days were manageable, but as time went on, it became increasingly difficult for anyone to persist.

Especially since the military training had just begun, and even more rigorous training was to come.

Some people started to think of ways to avoid the training. However, it was easy to get into the military camp but hard to leave, and it was even harder to fool the instructors. No matter how much they disliked the training, they had to persevere.

Unless the school and parents issued a statement proposing to terminate the military training.

For Mo Wen, it didn't matter much. In the past, he had walked through desolate mountains and marshes, enduring rain and sun, tasting various herbs, and enduring countless hardships.

After a week of basic training, starting from the next day, they would begin five-kilometer runs, push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, and other physical training. In addition, there would be combat, shooting, swimming, survival, and emergency response training.

It would no longer be simple marching and standing at attention.

A month was a short time, but there was a lot to learn. However, the students who could get into Huaxia University had strong learning abilities, and some high-quality students already possessed various skills.

In the afternoon, after a day of intense training, it was free time. On the playground, groups of military training students were walking around, some even holding hands, strolling on the track.

Of the four military training camps, one was for female students, with nearly five hundred female college students. Some people, seizing the opportunity, naturally went to chat them up. Amidst the intense training, a few couples had formed.

Nowadays, college students' relationships were simple, and so were breakups. Youth was about leaving behind beautiful memories. Once they shed many worldly concerns, making hasty choices carried no psychological burden.

Live for today, and forget about tomorrow.

In a corner of the playground, Mo Wen was hanging from a horizontal bar, silently doing pull-ups. He had been hanging there for half an hour, and if anyone observed him carefully, they would be amazed at his endurance and physical strength.

Simple military training was certainly not enough for physical training. The process of refining the body to extract essence involved continuously pushing the body to its limits, fully tapping into its potential. At the beginning of cultivation, the body's potential was easiest to tap into, but as one's cultivation increased, it became harder to tap into potential.

This is why the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to advance. If a good foundation is laid in the early stages of cultivation, the subsequent cultivation will be much easier, and the achievements will be relatively higher.

Under normal circumstances, Mo Wen would not be able to do pull-ups continuously for half an hour, but he wasn't just exercising his body; he was using the Dragon Tiger Fist to deeply tap into his body's potential.

The Dragon Tiger Fist was not just a martial art form but a comprehensive method of physical cultivation, regulating and stimulating the body's blood, essence, and energy from the inside out, thus achieving the purpose of physical training and potential development.

One could practice the Dragon Tiger Fist while standing, sitting, lying down, exercising, or even sleeping.

Physical training involves both external and internal cultivation. External cultivation is more effective when practicing martial arts, while internal cultivation is more effective during high-intensity exercise.

Combining both internal and external cultivation is true physical training.

"Mo Wen, you're a monster," a slightly panting voice said beside Mo Wen.

Next to the horizontal bar where Mo Wen was hanging, about a meter away, there was another bar. A person was hanging there, struggling to do pull-ups, clearly running out of energy, far from the natural and smooth movements of Mo Wen.

But if others knew that both of them had been doing pull-ups continuously for half an hour, they would be stunned and exclaim, "Monsters!"

Indeed, the person next to Mo Wen was his top bunk roommate, Wang Yuan. Since he discovered that Mo Wen would always go to the playground to exercise after the afternoon military training, and each time for a long duration, he had developed a competitive spirit and started to join Mo Wen.

However, after two days, he was always exhausted like a dead dog, while Mo Wen seemed unaffected.

Even Wang Yuan, who was often called a monster, couldn't help but curse Mo Wen as a monster.

Wang Yuan's physical fitness was indeed very high, and it was hard for ordinary people to match his level. In fact, Mo Wen's physical fitness was not as good as his, but Wang Yuan didn't know that Mo Wen wasn't just exercising his body; he was practicing the Dragon Tiger Fist, a method of physical cultivation.

While continuously exercising, he was also continuously recovering his physical strength. Although the recovery couldn't match the consumption, it was much easier compared to Wang Yuan, who was purely consuming his physical strength.

After a week of training, Mo Wen's physical fitness had significantly improved. He could do pull-ups for half an hour without turning red or panting, and his movements remained smooth and natural. To those who didn't understand the intricacies, he was nothing short of a monster.

"Mo Wen, if I'm not mistaken, you must be practicing ancient martial arts, right?"

Wang Yuan, panting, glanced sideways at Mo Wen with a helpless expression.

Even a person with extraordinary talent couldn't do pull-ups for half an hour without turning red or panting. Even he was almost at his limit after half an hour.

Only someone who practiced ancient martial arts could have such powerful physical strength. Although he was just a beginner in ancient martial arts, he knew how powerful some ancient martial artists could be.

"Ancient martial arts?"

A hint of confusion flashed in Mo Wen's eyes as he glanced at Wang Yuan, then immediately understood what he meant.

The so-called ancient martial arts should be the internal cultivation techniques practiced by martial artists in his world. He had discovered that Yun Xiaoman's grandfather had internal energy cultivation, and after a few days of interacting with Wang Yuan, he found that Wang Yuan also had a faint internal energy.

Although Wang Yuan's internal energy cultivation was very low, almost negligible compared to Yun Xiaoman's grandfather, Mo Wen's keen perception and special detection skills still picked up on some clues.

Wang Yuan and Yun Xiaoman's grandfather should belong to the same category of people, or rather, the same category as himself, all practicing internal energy. The only difference was that they seemed to be hidden in the shadows, unlike the martial arts world, which was a well-known circle.

"What level of ancient martial arts have you reached?"

Mo Wen raised an eyebrow and asked casually. In fact, he knew nothing about the martial arts system on Earth, and encountering Wang Yuan, who also practiced internal energy, gave him a chance to gather some information.