Chapter 123 Your Reaction Is Too Slow

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Mu Feng defeated Mingguang with a gun with his bare hands, and all the hunting team members were stunned.

Although they didn't know how Mu Feng did it in an instant, it was an indisputable fact that he could defeat Mingguang with his bare hands.

Anyone can understand that the Great Chief is right!

Mingguang understands Mu Feng's "mercy" towards him. He got up from the ground and knelt down on one knee: "Chief, is this the martial arts you said, please teach us!"

Mu Feng nodded: "It's okay to teach you, but now your physical fitness can't keep up, and your reaction is not good. Even if I teach you, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it!"

"Ah?" Mingguang frowned, "Can you do it again and show us?"

"Okay!" Seeing that Mingguang didn't believe in evil, Mu Feng handed the bamboo spear to Mingguang and asked him to stab him slowly, then he slowly stretched out his hand and slowly lowered his shoulders.

He explained while demonstrating, making sure they could see every step, and then asked, "Do you understand?"

Mingguang nodded first: "I see, I learned!"

"Have you learned?" Mu Feng said with a weird smile.

"I learned it!" Mingguang nodded affirmatively.

Others also nodded: "We also learned!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng didn't explain, he looked at Mingguang with the stick in his hand, "Let's try this stick first!"

Mingguang wondered: "Great Chief, didn't you use a bamboo spear?"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "This is enough, you will understand later!"

"Okay!" Mingguang nodded in confusion.

Saying that, he took a stance and signaled that he was ready too.

Mu Feng grinned, holding a stick in one hand as a gun, and poked straight at Ming Guang.

Mingguang saw the stick poking over, and was about to dodge sideways, but he was stabbed in the chest with a "poof".

"Deng deng deng"!

Mingguang stepped back one after another, looking at Mu Feng in disbelief.

It was only then that he realized that if Mu Feng was using a bamboo gun, this gun would really cool his heart!

The rest of the hunting team were also stunned. Mingming Mufeng taught them this, and he is also stabbed like this now. Why didn't Mingguang take away the weapon?

Mu Feng looked at the bewildered look of the hunting team members, and couldn't help laughing: "You seem to have learned it, but you haven't figured out one thing, that is, your reaction can't keep up!"

"Can't keep up with the reaction?" Everyone wondered again, "What is the reaction?"

Mu Feng shook his head helplessly and gestured to Han Shu: "You stretch out your fist and hit me!"

Han Shu didn't ask any more questions, and directly punched "huhu", Mu Feng sideways dodged, and at the same time reached out and patted Hanshu's fist.

Han Shu was full of surprise: "How is that possible!"

Mu Feng said again, "I'm going to hit you next!"

Han Shu was like a formidable enemy, and immediately stared at Mu Feng's hand with wide eyes.

After Han Shu was ready, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and swept towards Han Shu's wrist with lightning speed.

Han Shu wanted to dodge, but Mu Feng clenched his wrist tightly!

"Ah!" Everyone reacted at this time: Why did they understand it, but couldn't learn it.

"Great Chief, I understand!" Han Shu said solemnly, "The response you said was quick

We can't keep up with our speed! "

"Yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "I see, but you can't keep up with your speed!"

"Then how are we going to keep up?" someone asked.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "It's simple, from today onwards, all of you will have to undergo physical training to improve your physical root response ability, as well as your stamina!"

"How to train?" Someone began to ask.

Mu Feng glanced at them and began to explain the training plan in detail.

His training methods also combine the physical training content of ancient and modern troops, including weight-bearing, jogging, cross-country running, etc., and even sit-ups and pull-ups.

He believed that with this complete training system, these hunting team members, the future warriors in the tribe, would definitely surpass other tribes in their physical fitness and various comprehensive qualities.

It can even be said to be far ahead of this era.

Of course, Ma Wuye is not fat. Since he wants to make his hunting team members qualified fighters, not only must he keep up with training, but also his diet.

After coming out of the training ground, he found Lihu and told him that the tribe wanted to train warriors. At the same time, he asked him to tell Jiyang and the people in charge of cooking to give more food to the hunting team.

Of course, he has already thought about it. If he can, he will give a meal with meat and vegetables according to the training situation of the soldiers.

After doing this, Mu Feng took the little wolf to the cornfield again.

Yesterday he used the two techniques on the cornfield at the same time. The corn has grown ears, and he should be able to eat it once again today.

Sure enough, after he performed the surgery again, the spikes, which were originally ten centimeters long, grew longer and became thicker.

Because I'm prepared today, I don't feel as weak this time as yesterday.

He chose a corn ear about the size of the forearm, peeled off the husk, and there were rows of bright yellow corn kernels inside!

"Yeah!" Mu Feng was surprised, "It really grew!"

He reached out and broke the corn off the stalk, ripping off everything in two strokes.

The husk leaves, wiped off the corn silk on it, hugged it and gnawed it.

"Well, not bad!" Mu Feng chewed twice and wiped his mouth, "Although it is not as sweet as the future, but the starch content is very high, it is sticky to the teeth!"

"Hahaha!" Mu Feng laughed loudly, "It's also bigger than the ears of corn that were cut off from Dongshan, and the corn kernels are also a bit square!"

You must know that only square corn kernels mean high yields. Round corn kernels take up space one by one, and there is really no yield.

He looked left and right, and was surrounded by corn cobs. He was overjoyed, and even the corn seedlings were broken, and a dozen of them were broken. Only then did he go back with the corn contentedly.

Mu Feng, who had collected the corn, was in a good mood, and said to the hemp seed, "Hemp seed, today you can go to the outer wall to catch prey, and come back before dark!"

As if he had been forgiven, hemp, jumping and jumping, shouted and yelled at the other four wolves and ran outside.

Mu Feng is not worried about accidents. He has been "wandering" several times in the bushes near the tribe with hemp seeds for more than a month.

He has his own business to do - cook the corn!

(End of this chapter)

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