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Ever since Wan Peng and the others were punished that day, everyone in the camp knew about Chen Feng's methods, and no one dared to act presumptuously.When Wan Peng and the others saw Jiang Ling and the others, they didn't dare to provoke them face to face, but just passed by with a cold face.

Jiang Ling didn't take Wan Peng and the others seriously at all, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes on Chen Feng with a serious face, and he didn't know why.

Although he didn't necessarily like men in the past, he still found it pleasing to the eye when he saw Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu. The first time he saw Chen Feng, he felt that Chen Feng's appearance did not conform to his aesthetics. It didn't mean that Chen Feng was ugly. On the contrary, Chen Feng in military uniform has an indescribable masculine charm, which Jiang Ling never denied.

This man has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and not thin lips. He is not a handsome man in the true sense of the book, but he is not ugly. At least he is used to it, and he still thinks it is pretty good.

"Everyone knows that the assessment standard of the training camp is to be able to pass [-] moves in the hands of the coach. Now the moves are taught to you, and the next step is to practice. Now, start counting on the first and second!" The deputy general stood in front of the queue. shouted.

After reporting the number, the person who called one stood on the left, and the person who called two stood on the right, and they fought against each other.

It happened to be Wan Peng who confronted Jiang Ling.

Wan Peng on the opposite side curled his lips at him, Jiang Ling was too lazy to argue with him, what else could such a person do other than focus on bullying others all day long?It's just a waste of food.

Battle begins.

Jiang Ling has been practicing very seriously recently, and many of his ancestors died in battle, otherwise, he would not have the title of Qi Anbo.His father didn't inherit the talent for learning martial arts. He was probably enlightened by his ancestors, and he learned very quickly, so he didn't lose the wind in the battle.

Because Wan Peng competes with him, he likes to compete with him on weekdays, so he studies very hard. The two are now on the same level. The battle is quite fierce, but with the coach watching by, Wan Peng does not Dare to make small moves.

As soon as the whistle blew, everyone stopped and lined up again.

When Chen Feng came in front of them, he was tall and straight, standing in a relaxed posture. He had experienced countless battlefields, and his aura made his legs go limp.

Jiang Ling couldn't help showing a smile, which was fleeting.

"You are probably playing against your own brothers, and you may think that it is easy to do twenty strokes, so today I will give you a chance to challenge Coach Chen and see how far you have learned." The deputy general stood beside Chen Feng Said.

In fact, the new recruits in the battalion have been a little slack lately, perhaps because they feel that they have completed their studies and feel complacent, so they are too lazy to practice. This move is to frustrate their spirit.

When the recruits heard the words, they were silent and did not dare to step forward. Wouldn't it be a joke for the whole battalion if they were beaten badly by instructor Chen?

Lan Shen was the first to stand up, he just wanted to see how far he had come.

Lan Shen has an upright personality, so he practiced all the moves rigidly. It's not that this is not a good thing, it's just that he lacks some flexibility. The standard of posture is the standard, but the standard is not enough.

Chen Feng knocked him down with one hand.

The recruits collectively sighed and mourned for Lan Shen who was lying on the ground, but when they thought that Lan Shen was already the strongest among them, he couldn't even beat the coach with one hand, let alone themselves?Twenty strokes is really far away.

"Who else wants to try?"

Looking at Chen Fengwei's body, the recruits didn't have the courage to step forward.Just as Jiang Ling was about to move, he saw a person stepping forward before him, facing Chen Feng.

It was Wan Peng.

Wanpeng's basic skills are also considered solid, and he is more flexible than Lan Shen. He didn't follow the professor's way, one move after another, so he survived for a long time under Chen Feng's hands, but he was still beaten to the ground, but no one laugh at him.

"Not bad." Chen Feng gave a rare compliment.

Wan Peng thanked Chen Feng and rejoined the queue.

Before the deputy general asked again, Jiang Ling stood up resolutely and faced Chen Feng in front of the whole battalion. He was not afraid of losing, he just wanted to fight this man, or maybe it was Chen Feng's praise of Wan Peng that made him feel uncomfortable .

"I'd like to ask Coach Chen to give me some advice." After he finished speaking, he struck out first, with a vigorous fist, and he was going straight to Chen Feng's face.

The loophole in this move was too big, Chen Feng turned his head slightly to avoid it, but the next second he felt the wind coming from his waist and abdomen, so he dodged it sideways again, and made a move by the way.

When Chen Feng faced these new recruits, he would naturally restrain himself a lot, so his punching speed was neither fast nor slow, just within Jiang Ling's acceptable range. Jiang Ling was already relatively flexible and agile, and after so many days of observation, how much he punched Chen Feng Little did he understand, so before Chen Feng hit him on the shoulder, he stretched out his hand to block it, deflected it skillfully, and then quickly kicked Chen Feng's knee, because Chen Feng had to change his moves next, and he couldn't let him succeed.

With a movement of his footsteps, Chen Feng staggered Jiang Ling's attack, with a smile in his eyes, completely changed his moves, and stretched out his hand to push Jiang Ling's shoulder.Jiang Ling didn't react at all. When he pushed him, his body became unstable, and he fell to the ground. His left shoulder happened to bump into a sharp stone. The pain made him tremble and he cried out in surprise.

Just as Chen Feng was about to praise him, he saw that he was frowning tightly, covering his shoulder with his right hand, and his face was pale.

He hurried over and saw a stone on the ground, his eyes sank, and he called the adjutant, "What's going on?"

This kind of thing does not appear in general training grounds, just to prevent soldiers from being injured, why did one suddenly appear?If he hadn't changed his move suddenly just now, but had used the original move, Jiang Ling would have hit his head when he fell to the ground.

The adjutant was also very at a loss, "The general checked before, but he didn't find this stone." Just now, all of them were staring at the two people who were fighting, and no one noticed the sudden extra stone on the ground.

Jiang Ling gritted his teeth and asked, "Can I see a military doctor?"

Chen Feng helped him up, and said to the lieutenant general: "I'll send him to the military doctor, you will train them first."

He carried Jiang Ling to the military doctor's tent, and suddenly said halfway: "You are very talented." If he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, he should have achieved good results now, but it is not bad now.

Jiang Ling stood next to the man, looked down at the ground, and said in a low voice: "Did you suddenly change your moves just now?" Before the man could answer, he continued, "It's fortunate that you changed, otherwise I would be out of my mind now. "

Although Chen Feng took off a lot of strength when he pushed him to the ground, Jiang Ling still suffered a lot when he hit the stone. Now he can't move half of his arm, it feels like it's gone numb, and his shoulder hurts so much sharp.

Chen Feng was silent for a while, then Fang replied: "You seem to be very clear about my way of attacking."

Jiang Ling half-truthfully said: "I've been studying how to do twenty tricks in your hands, so that I can get out of the camp as soon as possible."

Chen Feng stopped talking and helped him to the military doctor's tent.

Jiang Ling was sitting there, the military doctor stretched out his hand to ask the reason, and was about to untie his shirt, when Chen Feng suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I'll do it."

The military doctor took one look at him, then stood aside.

Standing in front of Jiang Ling, Chen Feng stretched out his hand to untie the belt on his jacket, and the training suit was easily opened.

The training uniform in the training camp is made of dark red fabric. Although Jiang Ling has been exposed to the sun and rain for so many days, it has not turned dark. Except for a slight change in the face, the body covered by the clothes is still as fair as usual. Jade.

The shirt was completely taken off, and his body used to be a little thin and weak, but after intensive training, the arms have shown less obvious muscles, the lines are smooth and fit, and the two vermilion embellishments on the chest... Chen Feng couldn't help but move. Open your eyes and walk around behind Jiang Ling.

On his left shoulder, there was a deep purple spot covering the white and firm skin, which was still swollen to a high degree, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He has seen countless injuries that were much more serious than this, but for some reason, seeing this injury, he felt abnormal chest tightness.

"Military doctor, how are you?"

The military doctor looked at him again, "I haven't looked at it yet, what's the rush?" Although he didn't look carefully, it was just a minor injury at a glance, is it worth Weiyuan Hou's worry?It's not that I haven't seen a dead person.

Chen Feng stood aside, watching the military doctor come closer to examine it carefully, poking here and there around the scar, Jiang Ling kept screaming "hissing" in pain.

The swelling is so high, it really hurts, Chen Feng thought to himself, completely forgetting that missing arms and legs is a common thing on the battlefield.

"It's nothing serious, I hurt my tendons and didn't move my bones," the military doctor said, took out some plasters, and handed them to Jiang Ling, "Take them back and stick them on for a few days, and come back to get them when they're gone."

"That's all right?" Jiang Ling asked in surprise.

The military doctor thought for a while and stroked his beard, "If you are not afraid of pain, find someone to rub it for you, so that the congestion will be dispersed and the recovery will be faster."

How painful is that?Jiang Ling felt terrible just thinking about it, and quickly shook his head, "Then can I participate in training now?"

"It's okay to practice your right hand and your legs, if you're not afraid of losing your balance." The military doctor turned around and ignored them as he said that.

Chen Feng took a pair of plasters and put them on him first, then dressed him and fastened his belt, "You go back to the tent to rest, I'll go find you later."

Jiang Ling didn't know why he was looking for him, but Chen Feng left after finishing speaking, so he had to go back to the tent alone, grinning wryly in a place where no one was around, it was so fucking painful!

When it was time for dinner, Chen Feng's lieutenant came over and asked Jiang Ling to go to Chen Feng's camp.Jiang Ling followed him to Chen Feng's tent, and the lieutenant retreated. Chen Feng glanced at him, pointed to the simple table and chairs, "Sit here."

As soon as Jiang Ling entered the account, he noticed the food on the table, thinking that the coach's treatment was different, and it looked like it was bought from outside.

Chen Feng saw that Jiang Ling was looking at him without moving, so he could only say: "I have to take a lot of responsibility for hurting you today, so I went back and asked the cook in Fuzhong to cook a few dishes and bring them over to make amends."

Jiang Ling was slightly surprised, but since Chen Feng kindly invited him, he was not pretentious, just sat on the stool, picked up the chopsticks and ate.I was worried that being called over would delay dinner, but I didn't expect to be able to eat delicious food.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Chen Feng sat opposite him and ate with him in silence.

Jiang Ling hadn't eaten so full for a long time. He put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, got up and said, "Thank you Coach Chen for your hospitality. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Chen Feng stood up, "Wait."

Jiang Ling stopped and looked back at him in doubt.

"I went home today and found a bottle of medicated oil. The effect is very good. The military doctor also said that rubbing the blood will heal faster. Do you want to try it?"

Seeing his sincerity, Jiang Ling restrained his domineering attitude, turned his thoughts slightly, walked to the simple bed in the tent, and sat down, "Then I will trouble Coach Chen."

Chen Feng sat behind him, breathing slightly stagnant, "Take off your clothes."

Jiang Ling put his right hand directly on his left shoulder, and pulled down the collar, revealing his swollen shoulder, which was still covered with the plaster given by the military doctor.

"It might hurt a bit, bear with it." Chen Feng said as he stretched out his hand and quickly pulled off the plaster.

"Hiss—" Jiang Ling wanted to hit someone in pain, his right hand tightly grabbed the quilt, and his veins bulged.

Chen Feng was also very worried. He got up and took a piece of soft and clean cloth, and handed it to Jiang Ling's mouth. Looking at the trace of blood on his lips, he said, "Bite this, it will hurt even more when you rub the bruise later." .”

Jiang Ling reached out to take it, thanked him, stuffed the cloth into his mouth, bit it, and lay down on the bed.

Chen Feng poured medicated oil on his palm, knelt and sat on his left side, put his hand on it, channeled his internal energy, and began to rub it ruthlessly.

Jiang Ling groaned suddenly, his whole body froze, his forehead pressed against the sheet, his right hand almost tore the sheet, and his forehead was sweating profusely.

Damn, who else could throw stones on purpose except that bitch Wan Peng?He could only divert his attention by scolding Wan Peng in his heart.

However, Chen Feng brought a little internal strength, and there was a stream of heat when he pressed and kneaded, which already relieved some pain. In fact, compared with the severed limb, this kind of pain is already very light, but Jiang Lingchang has never suffered such a crime at such a young age. Afraid of pain.

Chen Feng massaged him for a while, the swelling subsided a bit, and it didn't look so scary anymore, so he put the plaster on again, and said to Jiang Ling, whose forehead was sweaty and angry, "If you can hold it back, you can use it every day from now on. But come here, if you can’t bear it, just wait for it to slowly heal.”

Jiang Ling thought, Wanpeng has been competing with him all the time, and now that he is injured and unable to train normally, Wanpeng must take this opportunity to try to surpass him, and he cannot be allowed to succeed!

"Thank you, Coach Chen, I will come every day from now on." Get back to normal as soon as possible.

Every night after that, Jiang Ling went into Chen Feng's tent, and everyone knew it was for healing.

In the tent, Jiang Ling lay her chin on the pillow, lying there, her left shoulder was exposed, the area was almost healed, the lump disappeared, and only some lavender marks remained.

"Should be all right?" He snorted twice, and said to the man who was massaging carefully, "I've been training today."

Chen Feng said solemnly: "Naturally, we have to wait thoroughly."

"Oh."

Jiang Ling didn't feel any pain, but felt that the massage was quite comfortable, which made him drowsy, but when he thought that this was Chen Feng's bed, he forced himself not to close his eyes, not to close his eyes... Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep .

Hearing his even breathing, Chen Feng stopped slowly, pulled up his clothes to cover his smooth skin, picked up the quilt to cover him, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch.

The candlelight was like orange, reflected on Jiang Ling's side face, it was quiet and beautiful, the long drooping eyelashes covered those nimble eyes, leaving a shadow, Chen Feng couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but shrunk halfway. back.

Jiang Ling woke up suddenly. His bright eyes looked at Chen Feng, and they met. He quickly moved away, sat up, "Kneaded? Thank you."

Chen Feng didn't speak.

Jiang Ling stood up suddenly, but suddenly his legs went numb, and he leaned forward. Chen Feng quickly put his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms. Jiang Ling fell into his arms hard, and his eyes met.

Jiang Ling, who had seen too many romances, had to realize later that there was something in the eyes of the man in front of him that he was too familiar with, and he could see clearly even if it passed away in a flash.

"Thank you." He stretched out his hand to hold his calf, frowned and waited for the numbness to pass, then stood up from his arms, said a few words, then remained silent for a while, and said, "I'll go back first."

Walking out of the camp, the cool breeze from the valley at night blew, and suddenly there was a ripple in the heart lake. He walked towards his tent, and couldn't help laughing as he walked.