Let You Drive The Excavator, You Dug Out The Nuke

Netizens were stunned and expressed their disbelief in the comments.

"This...isn't this unscientific? Fang Yang can actually lead with such ease!"

"What method did he use? Why is he faster than other disciples?"

Li Zhou smiled at the camera and explained.

"Actually, the reason why Fang Yang is so outstanding in the competition is entirely because of his hard training and continuous breakthrough of his own limits."

"He has very profound knowledge in various technologies and tools. He can almost be said to know everything and be omnipotent."

When netizens heard this 13, they suddenly fell into silence.

"It turns out that Fang Yang didn't have any special help. He just achieved what he is today through his own hard work and perseverance."

Someone breathed out quietly.

"This is the legendary powerful sect! I admire you!"

Li Zhou smiled slightly when he heard the voices of netizens.

"Fang Yang is not only very strong in terms of strength, but more importantly, he also has a firm and unyielding heart. It is this heart that allows him to surpass himself and break through his limits.

More words of praise and encouragement began to appear in the barrage.

"Fang Yang is truly our strongest Shaolin disciple!"

"Looking at his firm and persistent eyes, I seemed to see that I could become stronger." Fang Yang paused and stopped in the center of the training ground.

He glanced at Li Zhou and said with a smile: "Li Zhou, is your camera steady?"

Li Zhou held the camera in surprise, his eyes showing admiration and amazement for Fang Yang.

He nodded laboriously: "No, no problem."

Fang Yang smiled slightly, turned around and continued walking towards the barrel. He jumped up lightly, his body as flexible as a cheetah.

With every jump he made, the hammer in his hand kept hitting the barrel.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The barrel was shaken by the smashing, but it was never broken.

The disciples standing on the sidelines watching were all shocked.

They spent almost all their energy and time to complete this training project, but they still couldn't complete it alone like Fang Yang.

At this time, the abbot walked to the sidelines and was surprised to see Fang Yang being the first to complete the bucket training.

He smiled and said: "Great! Fang Yang! You can take a rest."

Fang Yang stopped what he was doing, his face was covered with sweat, but he revealed his unyielding and desire for victory.

He panted heavily, looked at the abbot with a smile and said, "Thank you, abbot! I tried my best for this training.

The abbot's expression could not conceal his surprise and recognition of Fang Yang's training results. He nodded and said proudly.

"Your efforts have not been in vain. You have surpassed 857 yourself and set a good example for other disciples.

The abbot smiled and said, "Everyone, let's take a rest first."

He gave the disciples a chance to breathe, and at the same time expected them to make further progress in this training.

The disciples stopped their training one after another, some fell to the ground, and some held their waists in unspeakable pain. After Fang Yang, Li Zhou and other Shaolin disciples rested for a while at the training ground, they began to share their feelings with each other.

A young disciple raised his head, with a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"The abbot was so cruel to us."

His words immediately resonated with the other disciples. .