MTL - The First Strong Control In History-Chapter 19 special training

  Chapter 19 Special Training

   Shua!

   It seems to be a breeze blowing by, and it seems to be slapped by raging waves!

  The air seems to have been evacuated directly!

   Zhang Xiner, who was three to five meters away, was like a phantom, walking behind Yuan Bei in an instant with the pace of death. A pair of jade hands gently pinched Yuan Bei's neck.

   um...

  Yuan Bei was terrified, his breath was suffocated, and cold sweat covered his back almost instantly!

  At that moment just now, he actually felt the crisis of life and death, as if he was about to be killed directly!

  The hands were as white as ivory, but at this moment they were like a knife, hanging by his throat, and he could even feel some cold and sharp touch.

   "In reality, it is much more dangerous than games."

  Zhang Xiner let go of her hand, and said calmly behind Yuan Bei's back.

  Hoo.

  Yuan Bei took a long breath of relief at this time, and was able to catch his breath.

Zhang Xiner walked slowly in front of Yuan Bei again, and said with a blank expression: "Although this time the competition is only for the youth under 20 years old, there are not many awakened people. As far as I know, there are just as many players as me Several people participated."

   "It's very common to miss in a game. It's okay if you are an awakened person, with strong physical fitness and vigorous vitality; but your strength is not strong. If you encounter a miss..."

   "The consequences are hard to tell. If you want to quit now, you still..."

  Yuan Bei suddenly raised his head and interrupted: "It goes without saying that you quit. Since I decided to participate, I never thought about quitting."

   These things are not secrets, of course Yuan Bei knows about them, but this kind of thing is almost an extremely small probability event, similar to winning the lottery.

   Besides, such things have happened less and less in the past two years. There is a medical team waiting eagerly in every arena. Do you think they are waste? Basically, as long as you don't die suddenly, you can be rescued.

   What's more, being weak now does not mean that it will be weak three months later.

  For a full three months, Yuan Bei still didn't believe in this evil. He could be beaten to death on the court?

  Are you kidding me?

  I accuse him of being unable to walk!

  Zhang Xiner was taken aback for a moment, then she nodded with admiration on her face, "No matter what the result this time is, come to our No. 1 Martial Arts School after graduation."

"Ok?"

  Yuan Bei was stunned: "How do you know that I can be admitted to the No. 1 Martial Arts School?"

   "Can't you pass the exam?"

   Zhang Xiner asked a little strangely.

   "Um... yes."

  Yuan Bei thought for a while and said in embarrassment.

"No one in the whole country would refuse to come to the No. 1 Martial Arts School." Zhang Xiner said indifferently: "As a skill-type, early-awakened person, especially as a rare assistant, even if your grades in cultural subjects are not good, There is no problem in wanting to come.”

   "Of course, if you have a better place to go, just pretend I didn't tell you."

  Yuan Bei nodded slightly.

  The full name is Wushi University of Genetics.

  Referred to as the First Martial Arts School.

   Just by hearing the name, one should know its status among the universities in Huaguo. It is located in Wuxi City in Northwest China, a city with a not-so-developed economy but a strong folk style.

  The so-called literary no first, military no second.

  The No. 1 Martial Arts School dares to name it directly after No. 1, except shameless...

   Cough, apart from being strong, it is more because of the frequent outbreaks of dimensional space in the northwest region, and the combat power of students is generally higher, and they have such a name over time.

   "It seems... Going to the No. 1 Martial Arts School is not bad?"

  Yuan Bei thought for a while, and with experience, learning in culture class is like playing. As long as his genetic value can reach the average level, he can choose from colleges and universities across the country, but he really didn't think about which college to go to before.

  Thinking about it now, Wushi is also in the northwest region, not far from home, and the No. 1 Martial Arts School is a good school. It seems that it has become his best choice directly.

  Of course, Yuan Bei will not admit that, after going to the No. 1 Martial Arts School, he can often go home to rub Yuan Xiaopang's European spirit.

  The main reason is to take care of them. As the eldest son in the family, as the old saying goes, good parents don’t travel far!

right.

That's it!

  …

  Since the next two hours, Yuan Bei has seen Zhang Xiner's sternness.

  The special training method she gave coincides with what Yuan Bei gave herself—running.

run!

   That's really running to death!

   It is simply bringing the simple and crude cultivation methods of this world to the extreme.

  According to Zhang Xiner's words, with his current genetic level, don't even think about other training, just run and it's over. When the gene value of 60 square meters is reached, other training can be done.

   Several times, Yuan Bei couldn't hold on any longer. As the "supervisor", Yan Huohuo was a fire whip from afar. Fortunately, she controlled her strength and could not hurt Yuan Bei.

   But the pain really hurts!

  It is the same as the real whip, but it is still a quenched whip!

  Yuan Bei was in pain and wanted to scold his mother, but the nature of human beings is cheap, and he already felt the limit, but when the whip came over, he was really **** able to run two more laps!

  Of course, what Yuan Bei didn't know was that this fire whip was a gold-level fire control talent absorbed by Yan Huohuo, which raised her understanding of fire techniques by more than one level. So every time he was whipped, a trace of incomparably tiny source power would enter Yuan Bei's body, which allowed him to keep running for so long.

  Yan Huohuo has always referred to this move as the spur of love.

  This female hooligan really doesn't regard herself as an outsider, she laughs while smoking, sometimes a little bewitching.

   "Oh, you are just a support, so you don't need to work so hard, why don't you take it easy?"

  Yuan Bei took it easy when he heard it quietly.

  The dog came up with a whip, and Yuan Bei gritted his teeth in anger.

   But he is not a person who doesn't know what is good or bad. The previous cultivation of this world awakener is so simple and rude. If you don't force yourself, let others force you!

  Although he is determined, it is impossible for him to stab himself with a knife at any time, right? What's more, there are some things that can't be done with a strong will alone.

   But even so.

  Looking at Yan Huohuo's sweet smile, pure and lovely appearance, Yuan Bei understood a truth.

  Women are born pretenders!

  Ghosts know what a pure-looking girl looks like after removing the mask.

  Yuan Bei now knows.

"Snapped!"

  A long dark red whip traversed the entire practice field, hitting Yuan Bei's body with incomparable precision.

   "Don't slow down! Keep running!" Yan Huohuo's voice came from behind.

   "Hiss!"

  Yuan Bei sucked in a breath. Accompanied by the unparalleled pain, his footsteps that were on the verge of the limit seemed to have a little more strength. He endured the pain and ran again.

  Just turned his head and glanced at Yan Huohuo secretly, feeling ruthless in his heart.

  You wait for me!

   When I upgrade my skills, you won’t even think about getting out of bed!

   You and I can't sleep to death!

  Thinking that Yan Huohuo will receive the same treatment as Liang Zhijia in the future, Yuan Bei's footsteps seem to be much lighter, and his waist and legs don't hurt anymore.

  Yan Huohuo looked at Yuan Bei whose speed seemed to have increased a bit, and was a little puzzled.

   "My talent has improved again?"

  However, she looked at Yuan Bei's back with some unclear emotions, including appreciation, respect, and admiration.

  She knows her own talent.

  As a passive skill absorbed from the gene core of the golden-rank [Spiritual Flame Ghost], it is also called the innate [Flame Spirit].

  In addition to providing her with an incomparably powerful fire control attribute, it also has the inherent attribute of a creature like a spirit flame ghost—soul whip.

  Soul Lash: Gives the target several times more pain.

   This trick is tried and tested. Many people let her beat her father and mother, and some awakened people who are not firm will have to scream for a while when they whip up the whip.

  But she had whipped at least a dozen whips for a long time. Except for the first whip, Yuan Bei didn't even bark at the latter whip, as if he was whipping on wood.

  He just lowered his head and ran forward step by step. Although his body was trembling, his eyes were as firm as a rock.

   Such a firm will, appearing in a person with a gene value of less than 50 squares, is indeed moving.

   Cleaned up my mood.

"Snapped!"

  Seeing Yuan Bei's footsteps slowed down again, Yan Huohuo raised his hand and whipped again.

   Admiration is nothing but admiration, what should be done is still to be done.

   Who didn't come here like this?

  Although it was easier for her at the beginning, she has suffered a lot to get to where she is today.

  If you don't want to live an ordinary life, you have to bear these hardships.

  How can there be such a thing as a blank ticket?

   All troubles

  (end of this chapter)