Net King’s Beginning With Breathing Method

"Puff!"

"Snapped!"

In the side yard of the house, a series of clear chopping sounds sounded from time to time.

It didn't take long before a stack of neatly chopped firewood had been erected on this small open space.

Jacky Yuu, Tetsuya Hara and the golden Koharu, each of them occupy a pier, holding a slightly heavy axe in their hands. The black axe was polished and polished, and it was very sharp.

"Scream, scream~"

Golden Koharu panted lightly, glanced at the pyre in front of him, and then at the pyre in front of him. The expression on his face had lost the initial confidence.

"Really a monster!"

Seeing that there was almost no sweat on Shang Shan Yu's forehead, he intuitively felt the physical strength of Shang Shan Yu this time.

Huh!

Gently gritted his teeth, he raised the axe in his hand again.

Although his arm is slightly sore, but he can't lose too ugly.

"The diameter of the stake is..."

"The height is..."

"Wind speed..."

"The angle of the chopping..."

The brain turned rapidly, and a series of numbers appeared on the golden Koharu lens, directly calculating the result this time.

"This time the strength can be kept at around 70."

The golden Koharu's arm muscles twisted, and the axe in his hand aimed at the center of the firewood stake, and then swiped it down and split the whole stake neatly.

The stake was evenly divided into two halves, he picked up half of them, and tried the same trick again. Three axes went down, and soon a wooden stake became four regular firewood.

"As expected of our Koharu!" Yuan Tetsu also watched the movements of the golden Koharu, and he secretly praised him.

Chopping wood with an axe may seem simple, but it also tests a person's grip, arm strength, eyesight and physical strength.

Using the least force to chop more firewood, these can't be done with a brain impulse, especially like the golden Koharu, which most people can't imagine.

"drink!"

Looking at the wooden stake in front of him, Hara Tetsuya's eyes skyrocketed.

The muscles on his arm bulged slightly, and the axe in his hand smashed from the top of his head like lightning.

"Patter!"

The same swiftly and neatly, the wooden stake was directly divided into two pieces by him. He couldn't do the analysis of the golden Koharu, but he probably understood the reason for such training in his heart.

Every time, he took out his signature technique "Tiger Rice" and strengthened it over and over again. Although it seems hard, his exercise effect is no worse than the golden Koharu.

Shangshanyou saw the training of the two at Sitianbao Temple, and understood that both of them should understand what such training means. This training is different from the past, bit by bit is hidden in the process of survival.

The rice picking group tests physical strength, foot strength and body balance, the fishing group polishes skills and mentality, and the vegetable picking group trains observation and arm force skills.

As for their wood-cutting team and the water-carrying team in the trace department, naturally there is no need to say more...

This kind of training method that fits the natural life will enhance a person's physical fitness unconsciously.

Slightly glanced at the wooden stake in front of him, his shirt smiled lightly, and the axe in his hand slashed twice at high speed.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

In the golden expressions of Koharu and Hara Tetsu who were also a little surprised, the wooden stake in front of Yuu Yuu fell straight into four petals.

This is also where the golden Koharu feels that the shirt is a monster. The strength and accuracy of this kind of slashing is simply not what ordinary people can do.

Not to mention the explosive power that requires high-speed slashing, the shirt Yuu didn't seem to feel the slightest effort.

...

the other side.

The vegetable picking group on the high mountains is not so smooth. It is difficult to find edible wild vegetables. Just climbing the mountain in the morning makes them tired.

It took more than an hour.

Although Xiang Ri Yue was holding a lot of bracken in his hands at this time, his whole expression was a little depressed.

Not to mention that some of the ingredients they picked now were basically discovered by Koishikawa Kenjiro. And the other party's superb picking technique also surprised him.

The root of Wei Fern was relatively tough. When he pulled it with brute force, the whole fern broke directly from the stem into two pieces, making his palm sticky.

On the other hand, Koishikawa is very experienced. He squatted halfway, pressing his elbows on his knees, using the muscles of his forearms to find the direction of the spread of the bracken roots, and then cautiously uprooting.

Even Caiqian and Huadi have learned the same way. Through the master's technique, in the cooperation of several people, it is easy to remove that piece of bracken.

Including the picking of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, Xiang Ri discovered that these were not as simple as he thought.

...

As the sun rose, all task teams returned to the front of the house on time, where they had assembled.

Seeing everyone arrived, Watanabe Xiu patted the dust on his buttocks and stood up with a grin.

Watanabe Xiu silently took a look at everyone, and he found that although everyone was a little embarrassed, they basically completed their tasks.

"Good job, leave it to me for the next breakfast."

With a smile, he took the resources from everyone's hard work, and Watanabe Xiu slipped into the kitchen of the house.

After half an hour, a fresh fragrance floated from the kitchen.

"Guru."

Can't help swallowing, everyone's eyes are like looking at the kitchen. Even the food has always been very good.

In the morning, he and Baishi fought too fiercely. As a result, his arms are now very sore, and his stomach is constantly making protests.

White rice bracken porridge, plus a few pan-fried grilled fish. A simple breakfast, but everyone felt very delicious.

The fruitful fruits obtained through their own efforts filled their hearts with a sense of satisfaction.

After breakfast, there was still no tennis training.

Forest running, grass sit-ups, trunk pull-ups...

The basic training that can be carried out based on local materials is carried out in Watanabe Shusho's plan.

Then I ran around for the ingredients until lunch, and then there was another round of cycling, training in the afternoon, dinner...

"Wow! It's finally over!"

In the bathhouse, Xiang Riyue allowed himself to float on the water, and the whole person let out a comfortable groan.

Obviously the training content is not as good as usual, but at the end of the day, he always feels a kind of fatigue from the inside out.

After such a whole day of chores and training, he didn't even think about playing tennis at all, and his attention was focused on the essentials for survival.

"Hey, do you think our training like this will really be effective?" Lie on the edge of the bath, Shioto Ryo looked in the direction of Obebe.

At this time, Huadi was brushing the back of the young master, while Tracee himself was rubbing his hair with foam, and his mouth was still humming happily.

Before dinner today, Trace Department finally relied on his physical strength to slightly beat Shiraishi, which made him feel very good, although the consequence of such aggressiveness was that his arms were so sore that he couldn't touch his back.

"Don't worry, I think you will be surprised when you go back." Faced with the doubts of several people, Shang Xian You gave his answer. This time Watanabe Osamu was much more capable than he thought.

...

Before I knew it, a week passed quietly.

Everyone who was uncomfortable from the beginning, can now be familiar with the shuttle between this mountain and forest, and everyone's mental state has also become tired and tired from the beginning to the current look and feel.

Even afterwards, the members of the various task groups more or less understood the implications of this.

In fact, their training has been successfully completed in these seven days of life unknowingly.

As the bus drove out of this mountain, both teams understood that it was time for parting again.

The only difference from the last time is that this time the people who became the Farewell Ice Emperor from Sitianbao Temple.

"In this national competition, there is a chance to fight another one!" Shiraishi smiled happily after touching the fist of the ransom department.

Last year they ran into the middle school affiliated to Lihai University in the national competition, and failed to compete with Bingdi again. This time they made the same agreement again.

"Haha, when the time comes, the victory must be my uncle!" The same touched Baishi's fist, and the expression on Tracebu was full of confidence.

"Goodbye, I'll be a guest next time~"

In the tearful farewell of the golden Koharu, the Ice Emperor's people boarded the bus and embarked on the journey back to Tokyo.

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