"Come on!"
The crowd below started to cheer loudly once they saw Wang Peng slowing down.
Truth be told, Wang Peng's horizontal bar skills were a bit worse than everyone had imagined.
Because his performance on push-ups the night before was too strong.
New recruits from the Second Squadron, apart from the Evening Exercise after lights out, seldom did push-ups, and in this regard, they fell far behind Wang Peng's performance the previous night.
In Wang Peng's original squadron, push-ups were the main way for new recruits to build arm strength. Every morning, after morning exercises with chin-ups, they had to keep doing push-ups on the stairs in front of the cafeteria until mealtime.
Including at noon and in the afternoon, the old soldiers would do push-ups on the same steps in front of the cafeteria during their Bragging time right before meals.
"...Thirty-two!"
"Come on! Hit thirty-five!"
Zhang Tianwang didn't think poorly of Wang Peng, he shouted with excitement.
