Special Forces: I, Private! Destroy the Wolf Fang at the beginning

Wang Ziru, who was on the horizontal bar, felt the same way. He also felt that he could only do two more at most.

Want to make it to eighty? That is simply impossible.

"Don't deny yourself from the bottom of your heart."

Chen Fan slowly walked up to Wang Ziru and said calmly: "Think about what your state was like when you first started doing the first ten, and then compare the state of doing the first ten with now. You’ll find out what your problem is.”

"I have to admit that your willpower is still very strong. I also have to admit that there is a reason for your low score in the theory class. Relax and don't waste extra strength."

"You have to concentrate mentally, don't think about other things, and focus all your attention on your abdominals around the bar. If your movements continue to be so stiff, you can only do two more backwards."

"But if your body relaxes and your mind relaxes, and you learn to use inertia as an acceleration force, it won't be a problem to do eighty. I'll count to three, two, and one, and start doing it."

"three."

"two."

"one."

"start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zi subconsciously did what Chen Fan said.

While concentrating, you must also relax. Focus all your attention on your abdominals and don't think about anything else...

Think about when he first started doing it, and then compare it to how he does it now.

Wang Ziru's eyes gradually became serious, as if all his attention was really focused on this.

"seventy three……"

"seventy four……"

"seventy-five!"

Tang Zihua, who was standing by, looked confused. Unexpectedly, Wang Ziru had already done three more!

Is there anyone in this world that Chen Fan can't do?

And looking at Wang Ziru's appearance, he is still capable of continuing to do it.

When Wang Ziru reached the eightieth mark, Tang Zihua just wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Chen Fan with a hissing gesture.

"He can still keep doing it."

Chen Fan pointed at Wang Ziru and whispered.

Now Wang Ziru has completely entered the state, and Wang Ziru is continuing to do what Chen Fan said.

After reaching the eighty-sixth position, Wang Ziru finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down with a swish.

"How about it?"

Chen Fan grabbed Wang Ziru and lifted him up like a chicken, so that Wang Ziru did not fall heavily to the ground.

Tang Zihua who was on the side was shocked again by Chen Fan.

Worri!

What kind of power does Chen Fan have?

Although Wang Ziru was not fat, he was only 1.8 meters tall and weighed 150 kilograms. How could he be lifted up by one hand like Chen Fan?

And Chen Fan seemed to have put no effort at all...

Soon, Wang Ziru was taken to a seat beside him.

After resting for a while, Wang Ziru finally recovered.

"Brother Chen, how many did I make later?"

Wang Ziru asked in a daze.

"Eighty-six."

Chen Fan smiled.

Hearing this, Wang Ziru's eyes, which were originally dazed, suddenly widened.

"What?"

"I actually did eighty-six? Damn it, Brother Chen, you didn't lie to me, did you try to fool me? Am I dreaming!"

Hearing these words, Tang Zihua on the side couldn't help but think of the way Chen Fan picked up Wang Ziru just now.

If this happens, my head will break...

boom!

"Ouch!!! Damn!!!"

Chen Fan hit Wang Ziru on the forehead so hard that his brain collapsed. This time, Wang Ziru completely recovered.

"It hurts me so much! Brother Chen, I wasn't dreaming!"

Wang Ziru shouted while covering his head, "I actually did eighty-six today, hahaha...hiss...it hurts! Brother Chen, are your hands made of iron?"

Chen Fan smiled softly and said, "I haven't hit you with all my strength yet."

Wang Ziru: "..."

Tang Zihua who was on the side also stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Chen really didn't lie to you. Remember what Brother Chen said to you just now? After listening to it, you suddenly became more focused. I thought you just Can do seventy-four.”

"But I didn't expect that you actually achieved eighty-six in the end. If you keep doing this, your final score will really be higher than mine."

"How could I not remember what Brother Chen said."

Wang Ziru chuckled and said: "After listening to Brother Chen's teachings, I realized how stupid my approach in the middle section was, which was a waste of energy. I feel that if I recover, it won't be a problem to do a hundred!"

a hundred……

That's really not impossible!

The corner of Tang Zihua's mouth twitched. If he could do a hundred, then no matter how many points his theory was ahead of him, he, who could only do more than fifty, would not be able to compare with him in the end.

"Holy shit!"

Tang Zihua gritted his teeth and jumped directly onto the horizontal bar. "I'll give it a try too. I've also remembered what Brother Chen just said. I'll break your record now!"

"Hey, you, can you stop being so competitive..."

Looking at these two pairs of treasures, Chen Fan grinned.

Sometimes, having a competitor can still bring out great potential.

In the end, under the watchful eyes of Chen Fan and Wang Ziru, Tang Zihua miraculously reached eighty.

Just when Tang Zihua was about to give up, Chen Fan walked over and whispered something to him. In an instant, Tang Zihua seemed to break through the limit, and the power in his body continued to grow.

"Eighty-seven!"

Until Tang Zihua used up his last bit of strength to shout out eighty-seven, and then, like Wang Ziru, the whole person was about to fall to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

Chen Fan raised his hand slightly and picked up Tang Zihua like a chicken.

This scene seemed familiar!

After returning to his seat for a long time, Tang Zihua finally reacted.

Tang Zihua consumed only more physical strength than Wang Ziru, not less than Wang Ziru.

Wang Ziru looked at Tang Zihua with a face full of resentment, until Tang Zihua woke up, Wang Ziru spoke.

"You guy, are you deliberately trying to do one more than me? Do you still want to be friends!"

Wang Ziru said with a curse.

Tang Zihua chuckled and said, "It just so happens that my limit is only eighty-seven, blame me."

"Tsk!"

Wang Ziru rolled his eyes at Tang Zihua.

Just then, Wang Ziru seemed to suddenly remember something, "We came here, it seems to be to let Brother Chen adapt to the anti-vertigo training in advance..."

"It seems to be..."

After hearing what Wang Ziru said, the two looked at Chen Fan blankly.

Is it them who led Chen Fan to train, or Chen Fan who led them to adapt?

"Chen... Brother Chen, can you also do abdominal rotation?"

Wang Ziru asked in a daze.

"What nonsense are you asking? Brother Chen can make us break through the limit with just a few words, and directly improve our results. Do you think he can understand these if he is an outsider?"

Tang Zihua rolled his eyes at Wang Ziru and said disdainfully: "Stupid."

"Tsk..."

Wang Ziru said: "I don't want to bother with you, I'll just ignore it!"