May 15th is the longest day in Chen Yang’s life.
He was like Jesus on the cross, nailed to an ordinary wooden stake, unable to move. He didn't know how much time had passed, nor when this training would end.
He had wanted to draw his sword, but Ling Wei's design was ingenious. The hilt of the sword was at the end of his arm, and even if he stretched out his arm he could only barely reach the hilt.
This means that if he wants to draw his sword, he will have to move his body drastically, but if he moves... his internal organs will rupture and he will die.
It was not until this moment that Chen Yang realized how wrong he was.
He originally thought that practicing Chinese martial arts with Ling Wei would mean wearing Tai Chi clothes and practicing a few sets of boxing techniques, and then his strength would improve by leaps and bounds, and finally he would achieve martial arts skills and go back to get back everything that belonged to him.
But I never expected that the first step of cleansing would be so cruel.
Sweat poured out of Chen Yang's body like a waterfall.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Yang suddenly woke up and realized that he had truly entered a state of meditation.
The so-called flow state before was only superficial.
Only when the long sword pierced his body and he was constantly on the brink of death, did he truly enter into meditation.
Fortunately, adrenaline seems to always be so effective and loyal, keeping him awake every minute and every second.
Chen Yang just watched the sun set and the moon rise.
It was not until the blood had dried and the twinkling of fireflies appeared in the bushes that Ling Wei came out of the room yawning.
"Good training. I lasted nine hours on the first day."
With a whoosh.
She drew her sword.
Chen Yang did not fall to the ground immediately. His legs were almost fixed in place, and he could neither stand straight nor bend.
"Go take a shower. Today is just a primer. We'll continue tomorrow at five o'clock."
Chen Yang, with a dry mouth, did not say a word. He had no idea how he would be able to get out of bed tomorrow when he was so tired.
He didn't even know how he managed to finish taking a shower and then lie down on the bed.
He only remembered that at night, Ling Wei came to his room with a pair of silver needles.
"You've consumed a lot of energy. If you continue sleeping normally, you probably won't be able to get up tomorrow."
"I'll help you fall into a deep sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning."
Chen Yang was so tired that he couldn't speak.
He could only watch Ling Wei insert silver needles into several acupuncture points on the back of his neck.
Then, he passed out as if he was deeply anesthetized.
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"You wimp, how come they can earn millions a month, but you can't?"
"I don't care. I'm going to travel. It's your job to work, but you have to find a way to spend time with me!"
"How can Xiao Huan go to that kind of school? Do you want your daughter to grow up to be a bad person? She must go to a private school!"
hiss!
Chen Yang suddenly woke up from a nightmare.
Looking around, he was not in bed, but at the door of the villa halfway up the mountain.
"You were sleeping so soundly, I carried you out."
Suddenly, Ling Wei's voice came.
She had her hair tied in a ponytail and was wearing a cool tight vest. She was standing next to Chen Yang.
She stretched out a finger and pointed at the tree-lined avenue in front of the villa.
"It's half past five now. I'll give you half an hour to run around the mountain road."
"It's not a long distance, only five kilometers."
Chen Yang was confused for a moment.
He looked down at his legs, which had been squatting in horse stance for nine hours yesterday.
There was nothing there, and his legs were connected to his body, but he was so sore that he couldn't feel them.
"I really can't run anymore."
Ling Wei frowned.
"Chen Yang, I'll only give you one chance."
"I'm also very busy. I'll teach you well during this time. If you don't cherish it, I can't help it."
After saying these two sentences, Ling Wei walked towards the villa without looking back.
Halfway through the walk, he raised his hand and saw the watch on his wrist ticking away rapidly.
A huge panic suddenly surged into Chen Yang's heart.
The opportunity Ling Wei gave him was his last hope in this life.
If he can't hold on, then he can only roll down from this villa halfway up the mountain and continue to be a social animal worse than pigs and dogs, bowing and scraping to his boss, obeying Qin Lan in every way, working like a slave all his life, and until the day he dies, he still can't escape from that cage!
Oh, right.
He is now divorced and no longer goes to work.
He has lost even the qualifications to be a beast of burden!
If he doesn't finish running these five kilometers, he will really end up picking up trash and sleeping on the streets, just like Luo Hongying said!
There are 28 minutes left.
Chen Yang took a few deep breaths, roaring desperately in his heart, and moved his legs that felt as heavy as lead.
"I don't have any talent. I've wasted half my life. This is my last chance!"
"Chen Yang, run the fuck up! Run!"
Screaming madly in his heart, Chen Yang slapped himself twice!
Feeling a burning pain, he barely ran a few hundred meters.
pity.
The helpless legs suddenly went limp.
Chen Yang fell weakly on the road.
Time, 22 minutes left.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Chen Yang cursed wildly, his eyes bloodshot with excitement, and he punched his legs desperately.
But those legs that had been soaked in foul air for more than 30 years were ruined!
No reaction at all!
19 minutes left.
A deep despair surged into Chen Yang's heart, and he was on the verge of giving up.
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