Tang Hong looked out from a distance on the top floor of the hotel.

The streets of the imperial capital, shrouded in dark night, showed lights, neon lights flashing, and traffic.

After watching for a while, Tang Hong sat back on the edge of the bed.

The floor of the hotel standard room was covered with carpets, and the light brown color was reassuring. He rubbed it twice, and his thoughts couldn't help but imagine the situation of the special training camp. It was less than two hours later.

No one knows where the special training camp is and how it will go.

The top floor of the hotel was filled with silence and everyone was waiting.

"Someone will come to pick it up."

Tang Hong pressed his temples, and his willpower did not increase or decrease in the pressure on his nerves. He began to practice chopping fist.

This extraordinary practice method is simple to say. As long as you put all your strength into the fist, you can completely relax, not tighten, not deliberately, and naturally practice boxing.

Doing this step is the beginning.

Later, if you practice boxing and make a sound, you can switch between "fast and slow" independently. If you first understand the vibration, you will be a small success.

The standard for success is the echo of the fist.

“It’s too difficult.”

Tang Hong was familiar with the subtleties of his body and estimated the realm of success in boxing: "The echo of fists has extremely high requirements for physical fitness. I am still far from it. At present, this little power cannot be achieved to make a sound in every fist."

Two months should be enough. After breaking the limit of will, breaking the limit of strength.

"but."

"The percentage of strength represents the limit of the human body or the limit of strength." Tang Hong kept this problem in mind and waited for the special training camp to figure out the matter.

A change of thought.

He recalled that in the morning, he was wearing the practice uniform handed over by Fang Nanxun, and he got started with the practice in an instant. In less than five minutes, he had achieved a small success in boxing.

Such a terrifying progress is just because of a set of clothes.

Wearing practice clothes and casual clothes makes such a big difference... When confusion arises, Tang Hong gradually becomes suspicious. Thinking carefully, he immediately finds a lot of loopholes and unreasonable places.

wrong!

That's not a practice suit!

A flash of inspiration and the corners of his eyes twitched. Tang Hong suddenly stood up: "It smells of disinfectant, it is the hospital's medical clothes!"

Willpower is not wisdom or knowledge, but it can calm people down.

As long as you are truly calm and think about it, you will be more objective, sharper and more logical than usual.

‘Why do you lie to me?’

‘Is there another reason?’

‘As soon as Dr. Sang left, Fang Nanxun made an excuse to give me a set of medical clothes and told me that nine failures were because I did not wear a training suit.’

'them……'

‘Do you want me to practice boxing alone!?’

My heart was beating wildly, and Tang Hong picked up his cell phone and called Fang Nanxun’s mobile phone number directly.

Receive Tang Hong's call.

Fang Nanxun asked, "What's wrong."

"Why are I asked to wear sick clothes? Why can I get started immediately after wearing sick clothes?" Tang Hong asked straight to the point.

The other side.

Fang Nanxun, who was in Yunhai City, was silent for a moment.

He thought he could hide it for a while, but he was discovered by Tang Hong in less than a day.

It is really a natural extraordinary material. It is a small achievement in boxing, no less than a gold list title. It is not easy to be able to recall calmly while being surprised.

You should know that many people subconsciously refuse to discover the truth.

"You're nervous."

Fang Nanxun said in a deep voice: "Thanks to Dr. Sang find out the crux of the problem and I am accompanying you, you will be nervous. It is said that it is an unknown type of tension that affects the body's strength, and I don't understand more."

nervous?

Tang Hong laughed silently: "Why am I nervous?"

"Subconsciously nervous? Dr. Sang only said that this is not a tension in the conventional sense. You can ask him about the specific situation in the future." Fang Nanxun instructed a few words and hung up the phone.

In the room.

Tang Hong frowned.

He knew that nervousness was just an appearance: "Only practicing boxing alone can be effective..."

Dongdong!

A knock on the door suddenly rang.

‘Tang Hong~’

‘Tang Hong~’

Tang Hong faintly heard a quiet voice outside the door calling him: "It's Jiang Lulu? Why did she come?"

When he opened the door, Tang Hong said, "Fan Yu said that we would wait patiently in the room, and stood at the door at 11:50, and there was only one hour left."

"slightly."

Jiang Lulu spitted out her pink and tender tongue.

"I'm so annoying!"

Jiang Lulu squeezed into the room: "I went to find Guo Bojun and the others, and they didn't open the door. Grandma, I thought opening the door for me was the part of the camp test, and I was crazy, crazy!"

Tang Hong: “…”

Tang Hong welcomed Jiang Lulu into the room and patted the light-colored big bed: "What do you want to do?"

"Bored, let's play games." Jiang Lulu took out a deck of playing cards from behind, jumped onto the bed happily, and threw the sandals on the ground.

Tang Hong couldn't help but smile.

After living alone for a long time, I am used to loneliness. Meeting a heartless girl like Jiang Lulu makes people feel very healed.

"Aren't you afraid that I will do something to you?"

Tang Hong sighed.

Jiang Lulu proudly took out the anti-wolf spray and a portable small electric baton: "Come on, come on, I'm afraid of you."

"Electric baton?" Tang Hong's eyes lit up, and he went straight to Jiang Lulu and grabbed the electric baton. He turned on the button and gently poked his arm under Jiang Lulu's terrified gaze.

Jiang Lulu shouted halfway: "Stop! You're dead!"

Her voice came to an abrupt end.

Because Tang Hong just trembled for a few times, his face looked slightly rosy and a little happy.

‘Fang Nanxun is right.’

‘The will cannot be revealed.’

Willpower is not magic, not cultivation, but powerful hidden in daily life.

Willpower is restraint, resisting temptation. Even if the limit of willpower is broken, if there is no foundation in the body, it will look no different from ordinary people... Tang Hong looked down at his arms, and his strong muscles offset some current, and his strong willpower made him restrain the pain.

The next moment,

Raise your head,

Jiang Lulu's big, wide-spread eyes reflected in Tang Hong's eyes.

"You, you, you, you, super extraordinary?"

Jiang Lulu's mind was blank and she stuttered.

"How could it be so fast?" Tang Hong said: "Didn't you find that I only use the minimum level of current?"

"Then, that, that is also very powerful." Jiang Lulu continued to stutter.

Said.

She came over quietly, poked Tang Hong's arm twice with her fingertips: "Can I touch it?"

“…”

After poking it, I asked, what kind of brain circuit is this, Tang Hong turned off the electric baton and returned it to Jiang Lulu.

Putting away the electric baton, Jiang Lulu thought for a while: "I have to leave."

Is this scared?

Tang Hong was ridiculous and sent her out and watched her return to the room.
To be continued...