() Passing through the training base camp, they saw several neat martial arts teams undergoing basic training. They were dressed in samurai costumes, and each of them had sweat on their faces, but they were still training seriously, and their expressions were serious and contented.

They crossed the dunes, crossed the various obstacles on the dunes, kept climbing, trained back and forth at speed, and sweated like rain.

Then I watched the master's lion boxing, when I saw the master's fluttering big Hong boxing, Xiao Hong boxing, Bajun knife, ground kick knife, Bagua gun, Yanqing hammer and other boxing weapons, everyone had an urge to learn immediately.

"We're going to train to be like them in the future. Someone lightly envied.

When they came to the cafeteria, everyone was stunned.

The neat seating here was neatly arranged, and the smell of food emanated from the cafeteria, which lured them even more hungry.

The canteen is full of the simplest meals, steamed buns, a bowl of porridge, pickles and various side dishes, but everyone eats exceptionally fragrant.

After eating, the two samurai from before took them to the resting place.

There are two dormitories for boys and girls, with boys living on the south side of the dunes and girls living on the north side of the dunes.

"Xiaohan, you should have a good rest tonight! We will start training tomorrow, but it will be much harder than our farm work. Yang Tianfan said.

Tang Xiaohan naturally knew the hard work of being a warrior, nodded his head, and gave each other a comfort.

When Tang Xiaohan came to the dormitory assigned to her, she was startled as soon as she pushed the door open.

"Fan Limei, why are you here?" Tang Xiaohan saw that Fan Limei appeared here before her, and instantly had a bad premonition.

Fan Limei winked at Tang Xiaohan proudly, as if she was declaring victory.

"Do you think that you are the only one who can follow Brother Tianfan?

Tang Xiaohan smiled lightly, he couldn't help but feel that this Fan Limei was too child's play, did he really think it was fun to be a martial arts lion team?

"You must be curious, why is the enrollment time of the martial arts lion team over, and I am still here, right?" Fan Limei leaned over triumphantly and said to Tang Xiaohan, "As the so-called money can make ghosts grind, understand?

Tang Xiaohan ignored Fan Limei's superiority, and just wanted to find a bunk farther away from her to sleep quietly, because tomorrow's training would be very hard.

There were eight bunks in the entire dormitory, but at this time, Fan Limei and Tang Xiaohan were sleeping, and the empty room was unusually quiet, and the atmosphere was very weird.

Tang Xiaohan was lying on the bed, but he was sulking.

I really don't understand why Fan Limei chose to be in the same dormitory with her!

At this time, Tang Xiaohan was sleeping, but Fan Limei was looking in the mirror to see herself wearing a samurai costume. She also brought a lot of rouge gouache and smiled in the mirror while wiping it on her face.

The next day, before dawn, a shrill whistle was heard.

Tang Xiaohan quickly woke up from his sleep, got up and quickly put on his samurai costume, and a series of actions flowed smoothly. But when she was about to go out, she saw that Fan Limei was still asleep.

"It's good enough for you to sleep. Tang Xiaohan looked at Fan Limei's sleepless appearance and said with a smile.

Everyone had already gathered in the dunes, and the instructor who had greeted them began to introduce themselves.

"Yesterday you all saw me, and now I'm going to introduce myself. The instructor will always have a poker face, "I am the head of the Third Samurai Regiment, you can call me Master Zhao, or you can call me Fist Commander Zhao, I will be responsible for your training in the future, do you hear clearly?"

There was a lot of noise in the crowd, and no one woke up.

"Be louder!" Master Zhao's deafening voice woke everyone up from their sleep.