Chapter 499
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Dragging her numb legs to the stone steps and sitting down, Jian Ai only felt that her legs were not her own at the moment.
After vigorously beating and kneading, he will regain some consciousness.
Twenty minutes later, everyone completed the stance, and without any time to rest, they started running with weight.
The weight-bearing running of martial arts practitioners is not to carry weight on the back or shoulders, but to tie sandbags on the calf to perform alternate running and jumping training.
This kind of training can strengthen people's bouncing power and body lightness.
Jian Ai is still different from the others, with only five kilograms of sandbags tied to her legs, while the others are ten kilograms, and Yang Xiaowen is actually twenty kilograms!
A few people only need to run around the spacious training ground, jump frog once, and alternate five times, that is, ten laps, to be completed, while Jian Ai only needs to complete three alternates, that is, six laps.
It's not that Yang Jie is showing mercy to Jian Ai, but because extremes turn against things, it is enough to stimulate her to the limit of her current physical load without any foundation. If she is forced to overload, it will be harmful to her body.
Running is fairly easy for Jian Ai, but it is really tiring to jump with a load of frogs. The sandbag is only five kilograms in weight, but it is as heavy as lead when it is tied to the leg. How did the kilograms come out!
After six laps, Jian Ai's physical strength had reached the limit. She was panting heavily while leaning on an apricot tree in the courtyard. Her chest was burning like fire, her cheeks were flushed, and her military uniform was soaked with sweat.
"How do you feel?" Yang Jie stepped forward, looked at Jian Ai and asked.
Jian Ai took a few more breaths before she straightened up and responded, "I'm so tired! But I feel comfortable in my body and mind, and my mind is extraordinarily clear!"
"This is the benefit of practicing martial arts in the early morning!" Yang Jie said slowly: "In ancient times, people who practiced martial arts paid attention to smelling chickens and dancing because the air was at its purest when the sun rose and the moon was setting, and for you, it was even more so. Do more with less!"
Jian Ai nodded: "Master, compared to senior brothers and sisters, am I too weak now, I can't breathe at this level!"
Hearing this, Yang Jie couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head: "You don't have to worry, they were just like you when they first came, Zexuan's legs started shaking after standing for five minutes, and now he can easily do it. Have you done your daily morning exercise?"
"As long as you persevere, nothing is impossible!"
Jian Ai: "I know the master, and I will persevere."
After the weight-bearing running and jumping, it was almost seven in the morning. The martial arts hall prepared breakfast for the disciples to replenish energy. After breakfast, there were other trainings waiting for them.
Longxing Wuguan's martial arts time is in the morning, which is also the custom of traditional Chinese martial arts, and it is also different from other martial arts halls that only open near noon.
Several people were eating when they saw a strange middle-aged man suddenly appearing in the courtyard, talking to Yang Jie.
"Isn't it nearly a month away? It's hard work to collect rent!" Ning Zexuan looked at the middle-aged man in the yard and pouted in disdain.
That person is the landlord of this martial arts hall. Right now, Longxing martial arts hall is obviously for rent.
Hearing the words, Qi Wei said, "It is estimated that we are worried that we will not be able to pay next year's rent, so I came to see the master's words in advance. If we are closed, he may recruit new tenants in advance."
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