
Shangguan Bing’er furiously, "Little Fatty Zhou, I will give you the remaining 9 whips at a later time.
With your weak physique, how can you be a good warrior?
Before the recruitment training begins, this Battalion Commander will provide you with some tough personal training.
If you can't finish it, get out of here and don't throw our 3rd Battalion's face off!
"I'll come and find you after lunch. "
After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
Zhou Weiqing watched him leave, after which he jumped to his feet, the sneaky expression on his face disappeared.
"There's a big difference between people's personalities."
"From now on, I won't anger this Battalion Commander."
"Compared to Difuya, he was an excellent soul. "
To be honest, he did not imagine that he would be let go of so easily, he could easily foresee that if the one who did the beating was Difuya, he would definitely have to endure the remaining 9 blows.
Zhou Weiqing had clearly seen Shangguan Bing’er's facial expression after the first punch, that he couldn't bear to hit her a second time, and he had an excellent impression and liked her.
Of course, to this bastard, that liking made him cunningly rethink the feeling in his hands from the previous day, causing him to drool again.
It's noon soon;
lunch in the army is nothing special, it is simple and is only meant to make sure the stomach is filled.
Since Zhou Weiqing was unfamiliar with the special treatment or food at home, he was fine with just filling his stomach with standard fare.
Of course, he was eating at the mess of ordinary soldiers, the officers had a separate mess area.
By the time he returned from lunch, he saw that Shangguan Bing’er was already standing outside his tent waiting for him, wearing the same clothes as before in the morning.
Zhou Weiqing secretly thought, how great it would be if he was his girlfriend waiting for him.
Of course, it was just a thought that passed – Zhou Weiqing's greatest strength was that he knew his limits, he knew his limits, he wouldn't really expect that the top geniuses in the empire would fall in love with trash who couldn't cultivate like him.
" Greetings Battalion Commander."
Zhou Weiqing quickly walked towards Shangguan Bing’er and gave him a smart salute.
Although Shangguan Bing’er had excellent properties, yet he was also very intelligent.
In the morning, after he left Zhou Weiqing after being whipped, he realized that he had been fooled.
After all, he did not use much strength, how could he be in such pain?
The bastard was clearly acting.
He might look very honest but that Little Fatty Zhou was definitely not a good person, if he did not punish him for that he would not be able to assuage his anger.
To think that the first person to touch his body was a bastard, Shangguan Bing’er could barely control his anger.
"Little Fatty Zhou, let me ask, to an archer what is most important?"
Shangguan Bing’er asked solemnly.
Zhou Weiqing replied without hesitation: "Speed, strength and accuracy."
Shangguan Bing’er heard his quick and accurate reply and was somewhat surprised, "It's good, you're right.''
"From your behavior this morning, your physique is in poor shape and does not meet the standards of an archer."
"Therefore, from now on, I will hold special training for you. "
After hearing that, Zhou Weiqing's face changed, "Batial Commander , can we start later?
"I just had lunch, and needed to take a nap. "
Shangguan Bing’er said angrily, "Do you have the qualifications to haggle with me?
"A soldier must follow orders, I hope you remember that, or you will never be a good soldier, let alone an officer."
"I will prepare some things, special training will begin in an hour. "
After Shangguan Bing’er left, Zhou Weiqing laughed and said, "Although this girl is being tough, but her heart is very soft.
He has given me an hour of rest, haha in front of this young master there is no point in acting.
"All right, I'm gonna take a nap."
When Shangguan Bing’er returned in an hour carrying a heavy backpack, all he heard was the snoring sound of Little Fatty Zhou.
Shangguan Bing’er felt amused as well as annoyed.
This Little Fatty Zhou bastard had really just eaten and slept, couldn't he say that he used his rank to take revenge on him?
It was hard to believe that he could still sleep well.
" Little Fatty Zhou, Wake up!"
Shangguan Bing’er shouted loudly outside the tent, he would naturally not enter his tent, what if that bastard slept naked?
The snoring continues.
A cunning light flashed across Shangguan Bing’er's beautiful eyes, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Fire !!
FIRE!!"
"Aaaahhh .." A loud scream echoed from inside the tent, before Zhou Weiqing rushed over and stumbled awkwardly out of the tent.
Lucky, even though it was tangled, at least she was still dressed.
"Where where?"
zhou Weiqing shouted as he rushed out, his face filled with panic.
Shangguan Bing’er said desperately: "Are you so afraid of death?"
Now that Zhou Weiqing finally woke up completely, and looked around, he realized that there was no scene of fire around and immediately knew that he had been deceived.
His face was full of anger, he said: "It is human nature to fear death, those who are not afraid of death are fools."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep. "
Therefore, he actually turned around and returned to his tent.
"Basic jerk, stop now!"
Shangguan Bing’er realized that whenever he faced Little Fatty Zhou, he would always be angry.
" Battalion Commander, is there anything else?"
Zhou Weiqing asked impatiently.
"Special training."
Shangguan Bing’er gnashed his teeth as he looked at the bastard, and he raised his hand and threw the backpack into Zhou Weiqing's embrace.
He had already decided that no matter what, he would teach him a lesson today and ease his anger.
Zhou Weiqing felt his hands suddenly filled with weight, and upon opening his bag, he saw the bag was full of stones, weighing a total of about 20kg.
Immediately, he did not dare to act anymore and said with a pitiful expression: "Battalion Commander, this is too harsh right."
Shangguan Bing’er said coldly: "As an archer, your speed and strength are far from decent, if you don't get a lot of physical training, how can you survive?"
Zhou Weiqing said: "But, shouldn't it be accurate enough in shooting?"
Shangguan Bing’er asked suspiciously: "Is your archery very accurate?"
Zhou Weiqing had confidence in his archery, and immediately nodded.
Shangguan Bing’er said: "OK, if your archery is more accurate, or at least the same, as me, then you don't need to undergo my special training.
"Take your gear and follow me. "
Zhou Weiqing shouldered his bow and carried his arrow tube, and followed Shangguan Bing’er out of the camp.
As soon as they exited the camp, Shangguan Bing’er stopped, and pointed towards the large tree, whose trunk was roughly as thick as a human, about 200 meters away: "See that tree?
To be a decent archer, you need to be able to shoot a human figure for at least 200 yards.
Your target is now the middle of the tree trunk.
Continue."
Zhou Weiqing lowered his long bow, and took out a 90 cm long arrow from where his arrow was, mounting it into the bow.
He pulled a bow and aimed at – trees at a distance of 200 yards just a slender figure of – before releasing the arrows.
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