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Chapter 44

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Bae Seong-Joon? Qin Fen was a bit surprised, and his eyes lit up. He was the founder of Neo Taekwondo. He had nearly ten thousand disciples under his tutelage, but there were only ten people who received his approval as personal disciples. He had considerable status in the Autonomous State of Korea, and he was revered as the number one expert in the Autonomous State of Korea.

The disciples of such figures would usually have military academies take the initiative to send out olive branches. They would walk the path of military academies and enter the army. They wouldn't enter the army from the bottom.

The food was served at this time. The recruits had long since been tossed about by their commanding officers, tired and hungry. They didn't need to be polite with each other right now. They began to eat their bowls and chopsticks one after another.

Qin Fen chuckled softly. Who cared if he was the disciple of some expert? Just because he could fight didn't mean he could teach his disciple. So what if Park Jong-Hwan could fight?

For the sake of the generous rewards of legends, he would fight it out with him! Qin Fen lifted his chopsticks and joined the army of people fighting over food.

* — — * — —

The recruits lay in their living quarters in the evening, recovering their bodies. They chatted endlessly with each other, improving the friendships they had built from the group fight not too long ago.

Qin Fen sat on his bed, chatting with Deng Biao, who had come up to him. He never forgot the extraordinary performance of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art when he swam in the ocean. If it weren't for the orders from above, requiring the recruits to wait in their living quarters, Qin Fen really wanted to immediately go into the ocean and try cultivating the Dragon Elephant Prajna Art. He wanted to see if it could be made a bit easier.

The living quarters' door was pushed open once more. The commander of Third Company led a few platoon commanders and squad leaders into the living quarters. The recruits, who had just been chatting animatedly, immediately quieted down. They jumped down from their beds one by one, standing ramrod straight as they waited for their commanding officers to speak.

The commander could be considered young. He looked to be in his early thirties. Qin Fen's bed was quite far from the living quarters' door. Fortunately, his vision was decent to begin with, and his eyesight had improved by quite a bit these days. He could clearly see the commander's appearance.

He had a square face, thick lips, and a very obvious scar at the corner of his eye. His lean and muscular body hid an astonishing explosive power.

"I am your company commander. You can call me Company Commander Yan. Starting tomorrow, I will fiercely drill all of you. I will wash away the smell of butter on your bodies! "Company Commander Yan retreated to the side after saying a few simple words.

The recruits were used to the endlessly nagging speeches of the principals at school. The recruits were a bit unused to Company Commander Yan's simple and direct words.

"I'm your Deputy Lian, my surname is Hong." The man who walked out had a fair face. He looked more like a scholar than a soldier. He smiled gently. "I heard that you guys fought today? Don't worry, I'm not here to cause trouble for you. I'm just here to explain the rules of the army, as well as the rules of our Third Company. "

Coughing lightly, Hong Lian's eyes suddenly shot out two sword-like rays of light. In a split second, his scholarly aura was completely covered by this sharp aura. "I don't object to fighting in the recruit camp. A man should have a bit of temper. However, the Third Company has a rule. In a fight, one could only win and not lose! The Third Company did not want cowards! Got it? "

"Got it!" The recruits replied in a loud voice.

Vice Admiral Hong nodded his head in satisfaction, and began to preach the recruit camp's military rules and matters to take note of.

Qin Fen quickly gained a more comprehensive understanding of recruit camp. Though there was a lights-out signal here, people who didn't want to rest weren't prohibited from moving about in the military camp.

Of course, the prerequisite for this was that he had to wake up on time the next morning and complete the next day's training. If he couldn't do this, then he could only wait to be punished!

Due to cultivating martial arts techniques, when one was about to advance, one would usually need to launch continuous attacks. It would become a situation similar to seclusion for several days.

Recruit camp had the same rules regarding this. Anyone who entered a state of seclusion could temporarily stop military training.

If someone was discovered to be slacking off under the pretense of seclusion, the punishment would be extremely severe. The army was absolutely not a holiday resort for lazy people.

After a series of military rules were explained, everyone had a copy of the "Military Rules" issued by the squad leaders in their hands.

"Okay! Over! "

The company commander and the deputy company left, and all the squad leaders collectively stayed in the living quarters. They were going to eat and live together with the recruits.

The living quarters soon returned to its previous liveliness. Deng Biao, who had been chatting with Qin Fen, was currently holding the phone by his bedside, chatting with his family.

"Remember to give me a call."

Qin Fen remembered Song Jia's request. There were no phones he could use at sea. If he didn't give her a call right now, it wouldn't be long before he received a call from Song Jia saying, "I'm very dissatisfied."

Qin Fen first keyed in his own phone number, then keyed in his password. Finally, he dialed Song Jia's number.

With the development of technology, any public phone could be transformed into a personal phone for a short period of time. This was an effective method to prevent people from making unreasonable calls.

The first note of the ringtone rang from the phone before it was picked up.

"Hello? Who is it? Say something. "Song Jia's rapid-fire questions quickly came out.

After a slight pause, Qin Fen opened his mouth and said, "Hello, I'm Qin Fen."

"You've finally called." A hint of happiness seeped through Song Jia's voice from the other end of the phone. "I'm very dissatisfied that you took so long to make your first call …."

Qin Fen smiled as he held the phone. He could imagine Song Jia's cute appearance as she held the phone and said, "I'm very dissatisfied."

"There are no phones on the ship …." Qin Fen finished his explanation. "I just got some free time, so I immediately called you."

"Really?" Song Jia's voice turned even happier than before.

"I'm very satisfied."

These words were within Qin Fen's guess, but in the next second, he heard them through the phone.

"How are you doing?" Song Jia changed the topic. She asked with great concern, "Is it hard in the army? Remember to practice when you're tired. "

"It's okay. I've been practicing." After Qin Fen finished answering, he heard Song Jia ask him to talk about the recruits these days. He cleared his throat and began to talk about swimming in the sea, training on the ship, and virtual aerial combat.

Qin Fen normally didn't speak much, but he still had the ability to express himself with words. He spoke vividly and vividly, causing Song Jia to gasp in admiration over and over from the other end of the phone.

In the end, Qin Fen finished talking about the fight with the recruits from the Autonomous State of Korea. Song Jia went silent for a moment on the other end of the phone. Then she said with a very serious tone, "Qin Fen, it's best if you don't provoke Park Jong-Hwan. I've heard of this person's name before. Rumor has it that though he's the tenth disciple of the Number One Martial God of the State of Korea, Bae Seong-Joon, his talent is extremely outstanding. His strength is close to that of his senior apprentice brothers. Bae Seong-Joon greatly admires his Neo Taekwondo. "

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