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

Testing the limit of abdominal curling around the bar is really boring and time-consuming.

With this time, Chen Fan might as well go for an extreme sprint while carrying a load of dozens of kilograms.

"Instructor, how about we see how many abdominal bar curls you can do under our witness?"

At this time, Li Zimo suddenly started talking excitedly.

"After all, the instructor did fifty times without blushing or heartbeat. He didn't even breathe hard. He still looked like a normal person afterward!"

"If we keep doing this, I feel like the instructor can make two hundred!"

As soon as Li Zimo started, the other students also followed suit.

Seeing the enthusiastic expressions of each of the students, Chen Fan had a wry smile on his face.

Doing these things is really a waste of time for him, but when he thinks about it...if he does more, he can also give the students a little more motivation.

"You time and count."

Chen Fan threw the stopwatch to Li Zimo and said, "I'll start after counting three, two, one. Don't make a mistake."

Hearing this, Li Zimo immediately patted his chest, looking confident.

"Don't worry, when I was bored before, I could count from one to ten thousand in one breath!"

Chu Qingyun: "???"

"When did you count to ten thousand in one breath?"

Li Zimo chuckled.

Before Li Zimo could answer, Chen Fan's countdown came over.

"three."

"two."

"one."

"start!"

After saying that, Li Zimo immediately pressed the stopwatch.

When he heard the beep from the stopwatch, Chen Fan quickly spun on the horizontal bar as if his whole body was electric.

No wonder Chen Fan also reminded him to count carefully.

At Chen Fan's speed, he would fall behind if he was even the slightest bit slow.

In the blink of an eye, the limits between him and Chu Qingyun were completely broken.

Chu Qingyun made twenty-one to the limit, but these twenty-one were like an appetizer in front of Chen Fan.

From the beginning to the end, Chen Fan continued to do abdominal circles at an extremely fast pace.

If someone who doesn't know comes here, he will believe you if you say that Chen Fan is a robot.

"Forty-one... forty-two... forty-three..."

Li Zimo silently remembered it while holding the timer.

How dare he be distracted now?

If he had been more careful for a second, Chen Fan might have done one or two abdominal twist bars!

Until he passed the hundred mark, Chen Fan's speed remained stable.

When Li Zimo looked at the timer again, Li Zimo was completely confused.

One minute, a hundred!

Could it be that their instructor is the drum driver of a drum washing machine?

Time passed by minute by minute, and Li Zimo never stopped talking.

At this moment, the other classes in the third year group, who had been watching silently, also stepped forward out of curiosity.

Even the instructors in the third-year group were curious about Chen Fan's true strength.

Looking at the whole military academy, there is no one who can do more than a hundred times in a row without blushing and heartbeat!

Even that record holder...

When he was performing abdominal circles around the bar, after doing nearly 200, he became a little confused and lost his rhythm.

And seeing Chen Fan's calm and composed look now, the contrast is not too obvious.

Unknowingly, Chen Fan was surrounded by people.

Hearing the numbers Li Zimo was mumbling, the students who came to watch were immediately confused.

"No, did I hear correctly? Two hundred and seventy-six?"

"You instructors have done so many abdominal bar curls now?!"

But Li Zimo didn't answer them, because Chen Fan still maintained his high-speed abdominal circle around the bar.

Chu Qingyun on the side had some free time to explain to the students who came to witness.

There is no need for Chu Qingyun to lie about such a matter.

After hearing Chu Qingyun's explanation, the students were completely shocked!

After doing three hundred times in succession, Chen Fan's speed still did not slow down.

"Three hundred...the records of our military academy are only three hundred and thirty-five."

"Your instructors are about to break the record of our military academy!"

"And I feel like their instructors can continue to do it after breaking the record!"

The scene seemed to be exquisite.

The only one who made a sound was Li Zimo, who had been counting.

Everyone focused their gazes on Chen Fan, trying to see some fatigue on him.

Until Chen Fan reached 300 abdominal circles around the bar, there was still no sign of fatigue or dizziness on his face.

Chen Fan was like a robot, repeating this action continuously and monotonously.

But even robots will get tired!

"Don't just stand there."

As Chen Fan was doing it, he said to the students: "Watch what I do and remember the essentials of the movements!"

The students were startled at first.

But then, they all shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Even the third-year students watching on the sidelines couldn't help but shout along, because they seemed to be able to learn something from Chen Fan.

Even if the abdominal bar is already commonplace for them, but want to achieve Chen Fan's level?

Even if Wu Sheng, who ranked first in Class A in three years, was allowed to take the exam, he still wouldn't be able to compete with Chen Fan!

Although Wu Sheng is the current record holder, the moment he set the record, he completely passed out.

When he did 300, his physical strength was close to the limit.

At this time, Chen Fan's face was not red and his heart was not beating. From the tone of Chen Fan's speech, it can be heard that he is now like nothing happened.

Those who don't know may think that Chen Fan has just done a few.

"Three hundred and twenty-seven..."

"Three hundred and twenty-eight..."

"Three hundred and twenty-nine..."

When counting to this point, Li Zimo's throat was about to rise.

Even Class A of the third year heard the news that Chen Fan was doing abdominal rotations.

"Brother Wu! An instructor is trying to break your record!"

A student ran to Class A of the third year and said anxiously: "The strength of that instructor is too strong. I ran to your side when I saw half of it. That instructor did nearly 300 abdominal rotations and nothing happened!"

"Huh?"

Wu Sheng was stunned.

The instructor of Class A of the third year was also slightly stunned. What happened after doing nearly 300?

"Which instructor?" Instructor Li frowned slightly and asked.

"That's the new instructor! The instructor of the intensive class!"

"They are now on the training ground, and other classes have also come to watch!"

Instructor Li waved his hand, and the students of Class A in the third year immediately stopped their training.

"Come on, take us there." Instructor Li said.

"Yes!"

When we arrived at the scene, Li Zimo had already called out 330!

The scene could no longer be quiet.

I thought that the 330 made by Li Zimo would not be broken in recent years.