As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

"stand at attention!"

Jiang You and Song Qing'an continued to fight, but the instructor next to them gave an order.

The students who were resting stood up one after another.

"The first two days are for you to get used to it. From the third day onwards, classes will be officially divided."

"Without resisting under pressure for an hour, those who lose their strength and fall will leave the original class!"

"Those who are eliminated will be reorganized into fighting classes in chronological order, regardless of gender!"

"The pressure is far from irresistible. All the people present are talents of the third level or above. As long as they are willing to grit their teeth and persevere, and tighten the strings in their minds, they will definitely last a long time!"

"The talent of willpower is just a talent after all. Only with a firm will can one transform talent into real strength."

The huge [power] cage of the instructors formed a net, pressing hard on every student.

"hiss……"

Everyone turned pale and tensed their bodies to bear it.

"By the way, I would like to remind you that after the division, you will have to stand for more than an hour."

In this state, they feel that every second feels like a year, and they are extremely tormented.

Holding it for 10 minutes or 10 minutes is already going to make people collapse, and holding it for an hour?

Who can stand it?

Lu Yaoyao endured the pain, and his clear pupils reflected the boy in the middle of the playground, who was getting up again and again.

Bang!

Jiang You was brought down to the ground again.

Wiping the dirt off his face, he was out of breath.

His body was covered in red marks and bruises.

His left eye was bruised and swollen into a panda's eye.

The "combat suits" that were handed out were also crumpled

"Good boy, you are worthy of the nephew of General Li Zhan."

Song Qingan was also slightly out of breath.

Although he has been abusing Jiang You, it is actually not as easy as imagined.

Jiang You had a great time attacking, but he had to carefully control his strength to fight back.

The gap between the third level and the second level is huge, and the house is easily torn apart.

Even something as hard as a shadow layer can be destroyed.

He thought that Jiang You was not strong enough, and with Lu Nanfeng and Li Xunguang's "common orders", he was ready to "drill" Jiang You.

Who would have thought that this kid would be so resistant to beating.

Song Qing'an couldn't remember how many times Jiang You was knocked down, and how many times he got up again.

boy...

There is a ruthless heart in my heart.

As soon as it hits the top, the ruthless force will firmly hook the heartstrings, and never give up until the goal is achieved!

Jiang You rushed forward, pointing his fist at Song Qingan's chin.

"Okay, let's go here today."

The speed of punching is far lower than the original, after all, it is only the second level.

Song Qingan breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not a single-minded young man, he is clearly a troublesome old man.

He put his arms in front of him, and he was about to pat off the "slow" arm of the other party.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when they were about to touch, Jiang You's fist speed suddenly accelerated, and he punched at a tricky angle!

Song Qing'an didn't pay much attention to it at all, the two had just met and hadn't waited for him to exert his strength.

Jiang You's fists swung open immediately, the first to block Song Qing'an's resisting route, the second to swing his arms, and the third to explore a cave like a spirit snake, his fists were precise and swift!

Then, a heavy fist hit his chest!

boom!

The collision of flesh and flesh.

A vague fist mark appeared on the instructor's uniform on his chest, which remained solid.

Song Qingan stepped back half a step, a look of astonishment gradually surfaced on his face.

"Emma, ​​I finally managed to do it, but it suffocated me." Jiang You leaned back, lying on the ground sprawled.

Not only Song Qing'an, but also all the instructors who have been watching this side of the court, showed a little stunned.

Especially instructors who are closer can see more clearly.

So the eyes that stayed on Jiang You's body became more and more suspicious.

"Uncle Song." Jiang You was so tired that he couldn't pull up any strength.

"How... how?"

"This lawn is like this, do you want to lose money? If you lose money, you can ask my uncle Li directly." Jiang You lay on the ground, as if he had been drunk, his mouth was full of dippers.

"The forbidden lawn will be recovered soon, so you don't have to worry about it." Song Qing'an couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh, that's good."

Looking at the young man who was lying flat, Song Qing'an couldn't help but see the shocking blow just now.

On the verge of exhaustion, he precisely mobilized the little power left in his body.

Figure out how to attack and what to do with every ounce of strength.

The basic moves of extraordinary skills.

It is also an important skill to help learn extraordinary skills.

Be careful.

This ability that can only be mastered at the third level, the young man in front of him has used it roughly once when he first entered the second level.

If we say "potential", it means slightly pushing open a crack in the door of extraordinary skills, and peeping through the door.

Then "into the subtleties" is to open the door halfway!

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"Why are you living in again?"

The little nurse sighed deeply.

The third time.

After entering the special training camp, it took less than five days to go to the medical room three times.

Every time I get injured, the injuries are not like what normal people can leave behind.

Yang Ci gave him a drip, with a bit of helplessness on his brows.

"What a coincidence." Jiang You sighed, "And it was you these three times, sister, what's your name?"

"..." The corners of Yang Ci's mouth twitched slightly.

"First of all, I am your senior sister, and I came here for an internship. Secondly, you asked my name the first time you moved in, and you asked me again the second time. This is the third time."

Ah Zhe...

Jiang You had nothing to say for a while.

"Take a good rest." The nurse glanced at him and walked out.

Jiang You raised his arm tremblingly, picked up the phone.

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It should be this person.

hiss.

It's all because there are too many things these days, and I forgot about my busy work.

"How is the boy?"

Jiang You was still flipping through the contact list when a voice came from the door of the ward.

"Uncle Song, don't you want to continue training?" Jiang You asked.

"I'm the chief instructor of the fighting course. It won't hurt if I'm absent for a while." Song Qing'an held a green bottle in his hand, "Drink this in a while to replenish your energy."

"Thank you Uncle Song." Jiang You picked up the vial.

The dark green drink is sticky and looks a bit like snot.

He drank it all.

The taste is not very good, but the effect is very good.

The nutrient solution quickly spread out in the body, smoothing out the loss of physical strength.

"I can type all day." He straightened up abruptly.

"It's alright, it's alright, let's take a rest." Song Qing'an blushed.

Is your kid a masochist?

"When I get better, Uncle Song, if you have time, let's practice a few more rounds alone. I think after a few hundred rounds, you will no longer be my opponent."

Single panda eyes-pig head-teeth leaking-dust mixed in hair-Jiang You, said so.

"Okay, I'll accompany you anytime."

The kid doesn't have any sense of awe, but he has a good sense of proportion, so that he doesn't make people annoying.

Coupled with his identity and the ability he displayed, the more Song Qingan looked at him, the more pleasing he was.

So, hit him harder next time.

"Uncle Song, let's meet for the last time. I don't feel right. It's neither comfortable nor uncomfortable. It's very strange. What's the situation?"

"I'm here just to tell you about it."

Song Qingan smacked his lips, "I still need to continue to practice solo, but the content of your training needs to be adjusted later."

"What adjustment?" Jiang You was curious.

"Together with the sophomores, come in and practice."

"Entering the factory?" Jiang You was stunned.

"Yes, enter."

"I haven't graduated yet. Besides, I came to the special training camp to learn extraordinary knowledge. What factory should I enter?"

"The above means, listen to the arrangement."

"All right……"

"About the subtle skills you used, things have already been sent to your student mailbox, watch it yourself, don't leak it."

"Okay." Jiang You responded repeatedly.

After Uncle Song left, he opened the mailbox.

"Extraordinary Skills"

Three large characters came into view.