I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Wu Hanfeng laughed and said, "My eyes aren't blind."

"I was wondering why you're usually so lively, but today you're acting like a mute."

So it's your father who's here!

"The division commander is so kind to the other new recruits, but he's so ruthless to you."

Zhao Yihang blushed, then said angrily, "That old man believes in the saying 'spare the rod and spoil the child.'"

"They believe boys should be beaten, otherwise they won't amount to anything."

"I thought that now that he's in the army, I won't get beaten up anymore, but I didn't expect him to chase me all the way to our company!"

Wu Hanfeng was taken aback.

"You two, father and son, are really kind!"

As they talked, the two arrived at the medics' dormitory.

The medic was shocked when he heard that Zhao Yihang's injuries were inflicted by his division commander.

Fortunately, they were all superficial injuries; a little medicine and a few days of rest would be enough to heal them.

After they came out, Wu Hanfeng asked curiously, "Logically speaking, your father is a soldier, so he should be happy that you joined the army. Plus, your grades aren't bad, so why would he beat you up?"

Zhao Yihang pouted and said, "It's all because he wanted me to go to the border defense force. I refused, and he got angry."

After a pause, Zhao Yihang sighed softly, "However, just now, after listening to him talk about his time in the border defense force when he was young, I suddenly understood him a little."

"Of course, deep down, I also started to doubt whether I was really his biological child!"

Wu Hanfeng: "???"

Zhao Yihang snorted and said, "What father would want to send his own son to the most difficult and dangerous place!"

Wu Hanfeng smiled wryly, realizing that there was indeed some truth to it.

Such a heartless father must either have a broad vision, care about the country, and be willing to send his child to the most difficult place.

Either they hope their child can be tempered and grow in the most difficult environment, using that kind of environment to hone him.

But neither of these is something an ordinary father could do.

"Brother Feng, this is my father's business, could you please not tell the other people in the class?"

Zhao Yihang looked at Wu Hanfeng and pleaded, "I don't want them to think I got in through connections."

Wu Hanfeng laughed and said, "If it were when we first joined the army, people might have thought that way."

"But your current achievements are the result of your own hard work, so who would dare to laugh at you?"

Zhao Yihang sighed, "This is different."

"Everyone was getting along well before, but suddenly they found out that my father is a division commander. Although their attitude towards me may not change much, they will inevitably keep asking me questions about this."

"They might even intentionally distance themselves from me because of my status."

"I don't like either of them."

"I want to show them, in my own way, that I can be a good soldier even without this division commander as my father!"

"It's also to tell that old man that even if I don't go to the border defense force, I'm definitely no worse than him."

Wu Hanfeng looked at the young man in front of him and a rare hint of appreciation appeared on his face.

He patted him on the shoulder, "Okay!"

Zhao Yihang asked Wu Hanfeng with some concern, "There's one more thing, Brother Feng. You won't go easy on me during training after you find out my identity, will you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Hanfeng couldn't help but burst into laughter: "What do you think?"

"I even dared to train your division commander and father, do you think I'd take you, a mere second-generation military officer, seriously?"

Zhao Yihang frowned slightly and hesitated before saying, "...I...I'm not a second-generation military officer."

Wu Hanfeng raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

Zhao Yihang looked at Wu Hanfeng and confessed, "My...my grandfather was once the commander of our army...to be precise, I am a third-generation military man..."

Wu Hanfeng: "..."

…………

After going outside, everyone got an hour to rest.

An hour later, the entire company continued with a five-kilometer run.

Wu Hanfeng finally had time to look at the detailed tutorial of "The Quick Method of Hard Qigong".

[Tutorial has been opened. Please read it carefully, host. This training method carries certain risks and is recommended to be conducted under professional guidance.]

"etc."

Wu Hanfeng frowned and asked, "What do you mean by 'having a certain degree of danger'?"

"Didn't you say before that once you mastered it, your ability to withstand blows would increase dramatically?"

Yes. But during the training process, the host must endure unimaginable pain.

For example, striking different parts of the body with a wooden stick can gradually increase the muscle and bone's resistance to blows.

"Hit yourself with a wooden stick?"

Wu Hanfeng looked terrified and said nervously, "Why would I hit myself for no reason? I'm not a masochist."

Although Wu Hanfeng knew that hard qigong was difficult to practice, he had indeed heard of this training method.

But didn't this damn system promise a quick fix?

He thought he could skip these painful processes and just do some simple exercises, like sitting cross-legged and breathing exercises or doing push-ups, and he would succeed!

This is an essential step in hard qigong training.

[Through repeated striking, muscles develop memory, automatically contracting to protect internal organs and bones when subjected to external impact.]

It will be very painful at the beginning of training, but you will gradually get used to it.

Wu Hanfeng was on the verge of tears. "System, are you sure this is the only way to succeed?"

System: [Yes! This is something the host must overcome!]

Wu Hanfeng struggled for a while, then finally gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"

"I'm not afraid of fainting three times during training, so why would I be afraid of getting beaten up?"

After carefully reading the tutorial, Wu Hanfeng immediately ran to the cooking squad and borrowed a rolling pin.

"System, are you sure this method will work? Why does this feel like I'm filming a martial arts movie?"

[Please begin the first phase of training according to the tutorial.]

Step 1: Relax all your muscles and take three deep breaths.

[Step Two: Gently tap the muscular areas of your limbs with an instrument, gradually increasing the pressure as you become more accustomed to it.]

Step 3: Tap the torso, being careful to avoid internal organs and bones/joints.

As Wu Hanfeng listened to the system's words, cold sweat began to trickle down his back.

No wonder there are so few people who can master hard qigong.

Just hearing that would deter 99% of people!

Wu Hanfeng tried hitting his arm with a rolling pin.

Ok?

It doesn't seem to hurt.

System: [Too light. Double the weight.]

Following the system's instructions, Wu Hanfeng doubled his bet and played again.

System: [Not enough! Double the weight.]

"Damn it!"

Wu Hanfeng gritted his teeth and slammed his left arm down with twice the force.

boom!

hiss!

Wu Hanfeng gasped sharply, almost letting out a scream.

Nima!

It fucking hurts!

He felt like his entire arm no longer belonged to him!

It's incredibly sore!

"Holy crap! System, did you have to hit me that hard?"

System: [This is only the lightest initial stage; the mid-stage will be three times more intense!]

[Later on, it will be at least 5 times heavier!]

Wu Hanfeng: "..."

"System, I seriously suspect you're trying to kill me!"

………………

There will be another chapter later.

Please wait a moment, it should be around one o'clock!