"Brother Meng Lie, you don't need to talk, I know what you want to say. I just finished training and I will take a good rest in the village for a week. Leave the training and exercises to me." Ye Qingyang also saw the boxing skills of the young people. There are not too many fighting skills in it, at most it is a few physical skills for nourishing the body, and what can be counted as fighting skills is Meng Lie's set of steel strength boxing.
"Ye Shaoxia! As long as you want us to do anything, we will do it!" Meng Lie's tears dripped from his eyes. The few sets of physical skills he was not capable of in the army were fine in actual combat.