I am a primitive

At this time, seeing Shenzi doing a dozen so-called push-ups in a row, without blushing, panting, and looking very relaxed, everyone didn't take this so-called punishment seriously.

After all, they are all adults, and all of them are stronger than the Son of God. In terms of wisdom, they have never dared to match or surpass the Son of God, but in terms of strength, everyone is still unconvinced.

Push-ups are an uncomplicated exercise and are easy to learn.

After seeing Han Cheng's demonstration, the sling team and the spear team dispersed under Han Cheng's order, and began to press their hands on the cold ground. This is not a punishment in their opinion. punishment.

"One"

Han Cheng counted.

Everyone had received Han Cheng's order earlier, and upon hearing this, they all bent their arms down, and then stood up.

Just this simple one, many people no longer feel that this kind of punishment is simple, especially the second senior brother who is the most obese with a big belly and a balloon that has grown fat like blowing up.

Just this time, his arms trembled uncontrollably.

"two"

Han Cheng paused for a moment, then continued to count.

The second senior brother, who was struggling with his arms, still had a balloon. Hearing this, he quickly bent his arms down and stretched them out, his buttocks were already poking out unconsciously...

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Push-ups, a sport that relies on one's own weight, cannot be measured by the strength gap between individuals.

Just like an inconspicuous ant can lift things dozens of times or even more than its own weight, and an elephant whose strength is obviously stronger than an ant wants to lift something more than twice its own body weight Everything is extremely difficult.

For the same reason, Han Cheng did the push-ups very easily, but when he did them on people like the second senior brother who had never done this kind of exercise before, he seemed a bit old-fashioned.

The relaxed mood beforehand disappeared quickly, and some people's bodies were trembling uncontrollably.

Of course, some of them did not take so much effort, but the relaxed mood at the beginning was gone.

"Ass down."

Han Cheng said.

"Come on..."

As soon as the second senior brother lowered his buttocks according to what Han Cheng wanted to do, he couldn't help but lay down on the ground all of a sudden.

And now, Han Chengcai has only counted to eight.

"Get up. Don't lie there!"

The second senior brother gritted his teeth and propped up his body, trembling all over.

It felt like a long, long time before I finally heard the son of God say: the number "nine".

Those who are struggling to support, quickly bend their arms and make one.

The most painful and frustrating thing about doing push-ups is not doing them continuously, but keeping your arms straight and holding them still.

When he was in physical education class and military training in later generations, Han Cheng thought more than once of kicking the ass of the physical education teacher or instructor who was counting slowly, so that he could quickly count the rest.

However, now it was his turn to count, and the speed unexpectedly slowed down unconsciously...

Is this the kind of vague, let others experience their own pain mentality at work?

Just like the peasant uprisings in the past dynasties.

At the beginning, they were the oppressed who stood up against corrupt officials. Once they achieved certain victories, their faces changed immediately. They were more ruthless and decisive than the corrupt officials in the past...

"ten"

"hu~hu~"

After finishing the ten push-ups, the second senior brother and the balloon, who were already sweating on their heads, panted heavily as if they were relieved.

Thinking about the experience just now, I feel a little palpitation.

At the same time, my heart is full of puzzlement.

Shenzi's strength is obviously not as strong as theirs. Why is it so easy for Shenzi to do push-ups, but when he waits for others to do them, it becomes so difficult?

Could this be the reason why the Son of God is the Son of God?

After thinking about it for a while, they couldn't think of a reason, and they could only attribute it to this in the end.

"twenty"

For the next ten numbers, Han Chengshu speeded up a little, otherwise he was afraid that someone in the spear team would not be able to hold on.

Some people didn't think it was cold on the ground, and sat down on the ground, panting heavily, feeling as if they had been reborn.

Seeing this, a certain unscrupulous son of God is secretly proud, seeing how you dare to underestimate the power of this son of God. In my later life, I will also be a five-good young man with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, okay?

At the same time, I was thinking, where is this going?

Meeting the kind of guy who agreed to do twenty push-ups, but can count to ten and nineteen in a row, really makes people want to beat someone up.

Thinking about it this way, I felt that I was kind enough to everyone in the Qingque tribe.

The senior senior brother who was not punished, junior brother Sha and the people they were leading respectively looked at each other involuntarily when they saw the second senior brother, who was panting, blushing and thick-necked.

Are push-ups really that scary?

Shenzi is so easy for a child to do it. Those people in the tribe who are used to hard work and hunting, why do they look so tired?

Eldest brother is not like Shitou who likes to keep asking with a small mouth. When he encounters something, what he does most often is to think through his own observation, and only ask after confirming that he can't solve it.

So after a lot of thinking to no avail, in another group training that started not long after, the senior brother deliberately delayed standing in line until Shenzi counted to one hundred and two.

He is the leader, and his physique is stronger than most people in the Qingque tribe, so he doesn't bother to be punished for ten push-ups.

A real man needs to do some difficult things, so he dragged himself to 120. According to the previous situation, all he needs to do is [-] push-ups.

After Han Cheng's arrival, with the implementation of Chinese language and some simple numbers and algorithms, after a long time of contact, the people of the Qingque tribe are counting, and compared with before, they have made a huge improvement. Although it cannot be said how slippery, Most people can still reach the level of the first grade of elementary school.

This is indeed correct, but how can he guess the wisdom of the Son of God?

After successfully dragging to the 120 count, as the senior brother expected, the punishment of the Son of God came as scheduled, but he was a little dumbfounded.

Because not twenty push-ups, but forty!

Shenzi is a more moral person, and he will not let people be fooled.