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- Protected by divine grace, the No. 1 training camp is mysterious in the eyes of various major forces.
Chen Yuan finally finished the whole day's training. His whole body seemed to be exhausted. He lay down in the steaming hot bathhouse, feeling the soothing of the hot water on his skin. He closed his eyes and thought about the training at Shen'en Preservation.
The training here is definitely high-intensity and cruel.
In addition to the most basic fighting movements, long-distance running, and military postures, balance training is also added.
Chen Yuan could not forget the embarrassment he felt after being tied to the roulette wheel and being rotated continuously for more than 30 minutes. He could not forget the pain of falling to the solid ground for an hour on the balance beam. He swore that if it had been before, he would have Exhausted and scarred.
It is even possible that this high-intensity training will cause lifelong scars.
But the strange thing is that Chen Yuan found that as they ate the incredibly delicious bread and other meals in the canteen, their physical injuries healed in a visible way, and their physical strength also recovered.
The evening bath made them more energetic and recovered from the fatigue of the day.
If it weren¡¯t for the time limit, Chen Yuan believes that none of the brothers here would leave here.
This bathhouse is so comfortable!
"Boom."
Wang Ping put on a set of black clothes, glanced at the bathhouse, knocked the bronze bell gently, and said loudly: "It's time for meditation, change your clothes immediately within 3 minutes, and gather in the auditorium."
"yes!"
Hearing the order from Deputy Commander Wang Ping, Chen Yuan instinctively raised his left arm in a military salute, then climbed out of the bathhouse without hesitation, and headed to the auditorium after getting dressed up with his brothers.
The auditorium is originally a place used by the school for meetings. It is a space similar to a lecture theater. If it is squeezed a little, it can still be filled with thousands of people.
Wang Ping stood on the podium, but suddenly bowed and took a step back.
Just when Chen Yuan and other mercenaries were confused, they suddenly saw a clear figure emerging from the air on the podium. He had a silver mask and every move was full of powerful coercion. He was the leader who had threatened them during the day. grown ups!
Lin Han released the concealment technique and looked at these future mercenaries of the Holy City with satisfaction. After nodding slightly, he played the song of chilling cicada and began to explain the method of meditation.
The low-intensity chilling song of the cicada made Chen Yuan and others dare not take any chances. With Lin Han's explanation, they gradually became familiar with and mastered the method of guiding their spirits into a meditative state.
Ten minutes later
The entire auditorium, including the thousand mercenaries including Wang Ping, all closed their eyes and entered a state of meditation.
Lin Han stopped the powerful music, stretched, and left the auditorium.
The training camp is on the right track. After I can form a mercenary group, I think I can allocate 200 people to use it.
Lin Han thought, walking out of school, not taking a bus, walking alone in the silent mountains and forests at night, feeling the breeze and the chirping of insects in nature, relaxing his tension from constant fighting and fighting. Nerves that have been stretched too long.
One night passed, and the sun shone on Lin Han, who was standing on the top of a mountain peak and looking at the rising sun.
When Lin Han woke up, he couldn't help but open the team list, as if reading a novel. He gratefully looked at the actions of his chosen ones, and then noticed Zhang Fan, who was sent to the United States by him.
??The day in China is the middle of the night for the United States.
Zhang Fan, the Black Panther warrior who followed Lin Han's instructions, was standing in the middle of a large sports ground in the former City of Steel, now the City of Fallen City, looking around at the scantily clad and non-mainstream people dressed in all kinds of weird and weird shapes. They waved torches or chains in their hands, made harsh noises in their mouths, and shouted various American curses.
This is a qualifying match held by the Dark World in the City of Steel. It is also the first match that Black Panther warrior Zhang Fan will participate in.
As the manager of Chinese players, Fat Pig Basque combed his golden tie, and then said to Zhang Fan: "Boy from China, don't let me down, and don't let Isana, who introduced you to me, let down! "
"Don't worry, no one can be number one except me!" Zhang Fan said softly. He was bare-chested and wearing only a black vest and camouflage pants. However, this does not mean that he does not have the blessing of equipment, it is just that he is hidden. , Zhang Fan believes that with his current strength, it will not be easy to win a fighting competition organized by the United States?
What¡¯s more, there are no rules in this underground competitionThe promised, life-or-death battle made Zhang Fan feel more able to let go.
"Confident Chinese boy." The fat pig Basque wiped the sweat on his forehead, twisted his fat body, and began to shout loudly, introducing the sails to the audience.
"Black Panther warrior, Zhang Fan!"
"A warrior from the mysterious East, he firmly believes that he will tear apart all opponents and become the god of death in this competition!"
"Hush!" Amidst a burst of ridicule, Zhang Fan jumped suddenly, his whole body jumped up in the air quickly and then landed firmly on the playing field.
As an arena, this table made of stone slabs is pretty good.
"Beautiful movement!" In the player area, a 17-18-year-old boy with short blond hair and sky-blue eyes stared at Zhang Fan and whispered: "Uncle An, is his opponent Mantis Jack?"
"Yes." An old white butler wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a white ponytail, and a tuxedo butler's uniform, with his hands behind his back, stood beside the blond boy and said, "He is the murderer of the American serial murderer. .¡±
"His hands were modified, and later he joined the Locke family by chance, and received a genetic potion to increase his strength. It is said that he can now tear apart a car with his claws alone."
"Really?" The blond boy chuckled and said, "Then it seems that the Chinese boy is going to be in trouble?"
"The young master is right. Except for the young master who has undergone the most rigorous training, I am afraid that no one in this competition field can compare with Mantis Jack."
"Look! It's Mantis Jack, this murderous maniac appears!"
On the ring, a thin, slender man climbed up.
His eyes were open as if he hadn't woken up, his face was pale, and there was a wicked smile on his face. After looking at Zhang Fan, he bent down slightly, kept moving his flawless hands, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that. The first opponent will actually be a young Chinese boy, a yellow-skinned monkey!"
¡°Okay, let¡¯s let you become the 10th yellow-skinned monkey to be torn apart!¡± Mantis Jack licked his tongue, waiting for the bell to start the game.
"It's Jack, Mantis Jack!" When Basque the Fat Pig saw his opponent, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and glance at the happily smiling organizers on the rostrum.
"Damn it, can't I win even one game?" Basque, the fat pig, cursed in a low voice and shouted to Zhang Fan: "Boy, that guy is a notorious murderer. He likes to tear apart the opponent's body and die in it. He has in his hands no less than a hundred men and women.¡±
"If you lose, you can surrender after rolling off the ring!"
"A murderer?" Zhang Fan actually didn't quite understand the strange tone of voice in Jack's mouth just now, but after hearing Basque's introduction, he clenched his fists and laughed: "Then I just need to Just do your best and don¡¯t worry about accidentally hurting good people!¡±
"A good person?" Basque looked a little weird. In this dark world, who can participate in arena competitions, can there be a good person? Good guys have already turned into bad guys or died as soon as they entered the dark world!
"Boom!"
On the rostrum, following the instructions from the organizer, the battle bell rang.
Mantis Jack stretched out his slender arms and grabbed Zhang Fan with a laugh.
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Zhang Fan opened his stance, and as the opponent approached, he clenched his right fist slightly, bent down, and then his whole body was shaken. Power was poured into his right fist from his waist, and he took a step forward like a cheetah pouncing on prey. He used the Level 5 fighting skill Beng Fist and released it, hitting Mantis Jack on the chest.
"Boom!"
The Beng Fist bombarded Mantis Jack's chest, causing his entire face to remain sluggish in the air for an instant, and then flew out in a C-shaped shape, hitting the stone pillar near the rostrum, and then snapped like a rag. A sound fell to the floor, and there was no more sound.
quiet.
A death-like silence appeared in the arena.
Whether on the rostrum or in the surrounding audience, their faces were replaced by a state of astonishment.
A few seconds passed, and as the fat pig Basque came to his senses, he jumped onto the ring and raised his right arm and waved it continuously. The audience stood up and cheered wildly.
"Mantis Jack is dead."
Witnessing the whole process, the white-haired butler sounded a little excited. He looked at the blond boy and said, "Master, do you need us to contact the Chinese player?"
The blond boy looked uncertain, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Fan and said: "He really exceeded my expectations. Mantis Jack is at least an advanced martial artist."??, but he killed me with one blow. He is really my strong enemy! "
"But I am determined to win this competition, and my father will understand."
"Butler, send someone to contact him and ask about the price." The blond boy said: "You might as well tell him that if you cooperate well, you can let him join the Thunder Temple!"
"Yes!" The white-haired butler leaned forward slightly, already believing that this was a sure thing. The God of Thunder was a force created by America's strongest warrior, Thor. Being able to be chartered to join it was a great temptation for every warrior!
After all, according to the Chinese classification, the God of Thunder is also a being that transcends mortals, an innate-level warrior!
The God of Thunder has terrifying financial and political support that the Chinese geniuses do not have. After all, the God of Thunder is different from the geniuses of the East. Even though he is so powerful, he still likes women, wealth, and power!
Therefore, the Thunder Temple¡¯s ranking in the dark world has always been in the top three!
Lin Han didn't know that Zhang Fan had already been remembered by the people of Thunder Temple because of his outstanding first battle. After he confirmed that Zhang Fan was in good condition, he ordered Li Junjie and others to start arranging for the second son of the Zhang family who had regained the strength of the Zhang family in Xinghai to go to Long The flight from Chengdu is already preparing to take action against the headquarters of the Zhang family in Dragon City!
"There will inevitably be a battle in Dragon City. Before that, learn the skills first!"
Lin Han thought of this and thought that the people in the Capital of Flowers would not continue to hunt after such a long time, so he opened the portal and returned to the Capital of Flowers.
As soon as he returned to the Century of Divine Grace, Lin Han received a reminder that the mission had been completed, and saw a recommendation letter from the elf girl in his mailbox.
Lin Han took out the level 20 skill book Real Phantom Clone while riding the airship back to the Sky City, and opened it gently, preparing to learn this rare advanced agility skill. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward (this site). Your support is my biggest motivation.) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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