When the author meets the villain BOSS [Transmigration Book]

When Kang Rong finally waved his hand mercifully, indicating that he could take a break, more than half of the children sat down on the ground.

Mu Bai's legs went from soreness to pain to numbness, and finally settled on unconsciousness. Although it's hard to describe what it feels like, it's definitely not a good feeling!

Nangong Qingyan looked at his suffocated expression with some worry: "Ah Bai, are you alright?"

Mu Bai bared his teeth and showed a half-crying half-smile expression: "It's okay." It turns out that the children's training intensity is so intense, and they almost burst into tears involuntarily when standing behind!Looking at Nangong with a normal face, he felt a little bit heartbroken.

On the contrary, Nangong Qingyan showed a rare bit of admiration in his eyes: "Abai, I never thought you could stand for so long. For the first time, I couldn't hold on for a stick of incense and my legs went limp."

? (⊙o⊙)! !Mu Bai's eyes widened, then he lowered his voice and whispered to Nangong, "Then you were punished by Mr. Kang?"

Just as Kang Rong flicked his sleeves, several children who were punished immediately lay half dead on the ground. In Mu Bai's eyes, they had been officially upgraded to a big ghost/animal. They didn't even dare to speak loudly for fear of being missed by him.

Nangong Qingyan gave him a strange look: "How is it possible? Didn't you let Mr. Kang rest after seeing Gu You fall down? Naturally, the new students will not be too demanding."

Gu You has only been in the Qing'an sect for a few months, and I heard that he came from a wealthy family and was born with weak bones, so he was sent here by his parents entrusting his relationship.I don't expect to practice high-level kung fu, as long as it can achieve the effect of strengthening the body.It was probably because he had been here for a short time and didn't know the other children's temperaments well, so he took the initiative to talk to the "big moving iceberg" Nangong Qingyan.

Mu Bai: "..."

Well, he was frightened by the brutal scene that followed just now, and he forgot that there was such a scene, and the second half was entirely supported by strong willpower.God knows how to define "I can last for a while" and "I really can't last"...

Xu Rui lay moaning and moaning for a long time, finally healed a little, and cried loudly that he felt uncomfortable.His popularity was good, a group of children surrounded him, some dragged him up, some helped him rub his legs.

Xu Rui's entire facial features were crowded together, exaggeratedly yelling: "Hiss... lightly, lightly... hiss, I'm numb to death, I've been walking up from my legs, and now even my chest is numb ……hiss……"

There are many feelings that are more unbearable than pain, such as itching, such as numbness.

Many people think that numbness is not terrible, but that they are numb and disobedient. This is not completely unreasonable, but they ignore the feeling when they recover from numbness a little bit.For example, if a person feels a little numbness in his legs after sitting for a long time, when he stands up and moves around, thousands of unspeakable feelings will gather in an instant, and he has to hold on to something to do it slowly.

But Xu Rui and the other children were even more ruthless. Kang Rong directly fixed their bodies for a long time. At this moment, they felt tens of thousands of ants crawling inside their bodies. An unspeakable feeling came over me, so I could only lie there motionless.

Someone rubbed and joked: "I told you not to play tricks under Mr. Kang's nose. How many times have you done this? Why don't you learn your lesson?"

Xu Rui made a grimace with difficulty: "Anyway, when I'm tired and disobedient, I will get up and be lazy. Stretching out my head is a stab, and shrinking my head is also a stab. Why don't you fight it out. Hey, fat, you are easy!" Hurry up!"

Everyone else shook their heads helplessly.

Xu Rui has always been obsessed with tinkering with all kinds of gadgets, but he has little interest in martial arts and is quite active. After being forcibly sent to the Qing'an School by his family, he has a terrible headache for the daily basic lessons that cannot be shaken.He tried every means to evade training, and got registered with Mr. Kang every time he came and went, and was often punished miserably.

But he is still an unbeliever, the more frustrated he becomes, the more courageous he is, but unfortunately he is still defeated repeatedly.

Hearing Xu Rui's miserable voice, Mu Bai felt a little trembling, and asked Nangong, "Is there any problem with him?" Thinking about the * posture that was about to drop to the ground gave him a chill.

Nangong Qingyan is obviously used to it: "Don't worry, Mr. Kang knows it well, besides, sticking to the ground is only good for opening up his meridians, but... well, it's a little uncomfortable."

Looking at the other little Doudings who were not as energetic as Xu Rui and were still standing dead on the ground, Mu Bai shrank his neck, thinking that he should proceed step by step.

In the following time, the little fur kids began to practice separately.

Some people walked around the whole field again and again, some practiced leapfrog with sandbags on their legs, some held small wooden knives and wooden swords, and others practiced flying knives and hidden weapons against distant targets. , Half practicing and half playing, the atmosphere is much more active than before.

It was also the first time that Mu Bai saw someone other than Nangong practicing lightness kung fu.It is not as inhuman as Nangong at all, but two bamboo poles are tied an inch above the ground, and a person stands on them and walks slowly from slow to fast. walk.

When you can walk on the oiled bamboo pole at a very slow speed like walking on the ground, you can lift the bamboo pole up, one foot, three feet, five feet... or even one foot, and practice repeatedly until your body is as light as Yan, who can come and go freely in many high and dangerous places.

Of course, other venues have people jumping up and down from high places. At present, Mu Bai is still in the initial stage, and is constantly repeating the process of "walking the bamboo pole - falling - climbing up - continuing to fall".

At this time, the superiority of the aristocratic family can actually be seen.Although they are all treated equally in class, there is a difference between those with guidance and no one at home. From the speed of entry to the standard of each movement, the difference between children of similar age is actually quite obvious.Some knives are not easy to play, and some can already practice a set of simple knives.

But Kang Rong might be really suitable for teaching children, without the slightest impatience, he walked up to them one by one, pointing out the flaws of everyone's movements bit by bit.It doesn't matter if he learns quickly or slowly, as long as he has a correct attitude, he will basically look like a smiling old man.

Among these people, Nangong Qingyan stood out from the crowd.A small short sword looks good, and the pace of advance and retreat is very well grasped, and every move has everyone's appearance.Kang Rong looked beside him for a while, then walked away without saying anything for the first time.

Zhuo Qingyan brought a small white soft whip with a little gold thread in it, and it was airtight when she danced.Kang Rong looked at it with a smile, stretched out two thick and short fingers, and pinched the tip of her whip precisely: "Girl Zhuo, is this whip good? Your father got it for you?"

Zhuo Qingyan nodded, and said sweetly: "Yes, Mr. Kang. Isn't it pretty?"

Kang Rong squinted his small eyes: "Well, it's pretty. But you'd better use the soft whip in the teaching field to practice, and put this away. Girl, you can use the broken whip to the best effect, and you can use the best whip to achieve the best effect." It's like a tiger with wings, understand?"

Zhuo Qingyan obviously didn't understand, or rather didn't want to understand, this ruthless truth.The little mouth was shrunken, but in the end he still didn't dare to disobey, and ran to change a dirty and old whip in aggrieved manner.

Luo Zixiao was holding a spear and was practicing a set of simple marksmanship.His father, Luo Xu, traveled all over the world with a long spear, a hero who never failed.

It's just that this child doesn't seem to have inherited his father's talent. It seems that he is about the same age as Nangong and the others.

Even Mu Bai, who has no foundation at all, feels that if he stabs with a wooden sword at this moment, he may not be able to defend against it.But Mu Bai didn't mean to underestimate him at all. In the book, this kid is a type of stupid bird who flies first. He worked hard in private, and finally soared to the sky, becoming one of the best masters of Qing'an sect.

Kang Rong seemed a little helpless, so he had to let him practice each movement as slow as possible, looking for the feeling of transition.Luo Zixiao nodded, sweating profusely, repeating every simple movement over and over again.

Kang Rong walked around the venue, paused at the end, and turned to Mu Bai and the others.Mu Bai's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took a look at his nose, nose and heart, and withdrew all his curiosity, not daring to aim randomly.

Well, since he has just started, he is still with three or four other little boys, and can only continue to practice basic skills, and he doesn't even have to touch wooden knives and swords.

Kang Rong walked over slowly, first adjusted a child's figure slightly, and then turned to Mu Bai: "Is it okay?"

Mu Bai replied cautiously: "Probably, um, I can hold on for a while."

Kang Rong said with a smile: "Actually, I think you have enough energy."

Mu Bai's heart skipped a beat again, a little ominous premonition arose, and he glanced at Kang Rong's big, clueless face tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice: "Kang, Mr. Kang, it's actually the first time I stand here. , it’s really about to die.”

In fact, this is really not a lie. Standing up for the first time is completely different from getting up and standing up for the second time after a short rest. Now the legs are as soft as noodles, and there is a possibility of falling down at any time.

Kang Rong smiled more kindly: "Well, how do you know if you don't try it? Come, come, sir, give me a try."

As he put his hands on Mu Bai's waist, a gentle and completely irresistible force pressed his whole body down, and then pressed again, until the thigh and calf formed a ninety-degree angle.

Mu Bai: (⊙o⊙)! !I, I, I was really not lazy just now, right? !Really not!

A tingling sensation rushed from his legs to his forehead in an instant, and his body jumped up involuntarily. Kang Rong flicked his hands on his shoulders, but he couldn't make him jump up.Mu Bai's eyes went dark for a moment, and he felt as if he was thrown into boiling water and boiled over and over again. Big spots of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his back was drenched in no time.

It seemed like tens of seconds passed, and it seemed like a long time passed, Mu Bai finally couldn't help it, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.Kang Rong reached out to support his arm again, and suddenly shouted: "Get up!"

Mu Bai was startled, his body had already been picked up again, coupled with Mr. Kang's yell like a warning, he was afraid of being treated like Xu Rui and others before. The raw ground dared not go any further.

Under fear, people probably have unlimited potential.

Nangong Qingyan stopped at some point, and looked at Mu Bai with some relief and distress.Mr. Kang seems to have a special fondness for Abai.