Chapter 13 Neuropathy

Nanshan City is 1,300 kilometers away from the front line, and it only takes four hours to arrive at the speed of a motor vehicle.

Four hours is not a long time.

"Huh!"

After more than an hour of punching, Wang Zheng could barely lift his arm.

With every blow, luck will be thrown out, and there is no way to fake it. There are about 20 punches in a minute, and only 1,200 punches in an hour. There is still a long way to go before 34,000 punches. It's just that Wang Zheng doesn't care, a drop of water can penetrate a stone, and he can afford it.

Shaking his arms, Wang Zheng ignored the numbness and soreness, but took a few steps back, squatted down suddenly, and stood up again with the sound of inhalation.

Constantly squatting, again and again.

The few warriors who were trained in the training compartment before, had to pay attention to the student in front of them at this time.

They have met a lot of people, but it can be seen that Wang Zheng is not a person who does it for the show. Each punch carries its own ultimate power.

People who just want to put on a look will definitely not be able to do that.

Not to mention the short time, Wang Zheng's training lasted for more than an hour at a time. This perseverance was moving.

Like boxing, it is difficult for several of them to do this, because it is too boring and cannot be tolerated by ordinary people. What is even more unacceptable is that boxing has little effect on the improvement of bone lines. Who would spend so much time on boxing?

What surprised them was that after Wang Zheng finished boxing, he practiced squats again.

This student...

Well, has his head been pinched, or has it been pulled by someone, to practice these things that don't have much effect on bone tattoo cultivation?

But... the student in front of him doesn't look like his head has been pinched.

"This kid is very weird."

"That's right, if he spends more time on cultivating bone tattoos, he may achieve more."

"Hehe, just the two or two muscles on his body, are you training to increase muscles?"

A few warriors laughed and didn't pay attention to Wang Zheng anymore. In their opinion, this student was no different from a neurotic, and they didn't know what was wrong. They came to this training compartment to seek abuse.

"1000..."

Counting this, Wang Zheng finally stopped, his legs were numb, and he could hardly stand up.

In a short period of time, his arms had almost recovered. Wang Zheng stood in front of the electromagnetic sandbag again, his legs were numb, but his arms could still be used, so he would continue. The training competition is a stage for life to start, not only to become a martial artist, but also to survive the training competition.

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"Wang Zheng from Class 3 and 3 is really insane. He didn't take good care of himself, but he ran to exhaust his energy."

"This Wang Zheng is really bold. This is a special military train, and he dares to run into the training compartment."

"If you violate the military law, you will die without knowing what happened."

"Hmph, it really embarrassed our academy."

"Wang Zheng from Class 33 seems to have heard of it."

In the carriage, the news of Wang Zheng's deeds in the training carriage came out, and immediately brought the topic to the people who were originally bored and panicked, almost revolving around Wang Zheng. Many people who also have the heart to spend time in the training compartment are heartbroken, and in the end no one takes action.

Leaving aside the sarcasm of the students, it was the word "military special train", so they didn't dare to mess around.

Of course Wang Zheng didn't know about these, he was still training with all his heart.

"Ding, tattoo strength +1."

Wang Zheng was a little surprised by the sudden sound of the sound, but the sound quickly calmed down. Wang Zheng ignored the increased force of more than 200 lines, and kept his head in it.

"The 4000th blow."

Wang Zheng almost gritted his teeth and persevered, but at this limit, Wang Zheng almost lost consciousness of his arm.

In four hours, 4,000 boxings and 5,000 squats were what Wang Zheng achieved.

Before this, Wang Zheng had never imagined that he could do this in just four hours.

After staying in the training compartment for more than ten minutes to rest, Wang Zheng recovered.

Outside the car window, you can see that the motor car is constantly slowing down, and the scenery that comes into your eyes is no longer an endless rice field, but an overlapping mountain range, and you can see the silhouette of towering giant trees everywhere. In the woods, just a glance will make you feel the endless murderous dangers here.

Along the way, Wang Zheng put all his heart on training, and naturally ignored the scenery outside the car window.

Walking to the car window, Wang Zheng watched from afar.

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The train finally stopped in front of a train station.

Although it is close to the front line, the place where the train station is located has formed a large town.

The train station is built in the middle of the mountain, and this town is in a valley below the mountain. Through the window, you can overlook the whole town. Compared with Nanshan City, there are not many high-rise buildings here, and some are just buildings with a rural style.

Those who dare to come here are not only warriors, but also soldiers. The rest are businessmen, except for those who work here.

The bone pattern of the beast is definitely a sought-after item. As long as you have one in your hand, you don't have to worry about not being able to sell it, and someone will rush for it. Especially the bone pattern above the excellent level, it is even more incredible, and it can be taken to the auction house and sold for a high price.

The development of the Internet under the **** is far from being comparable to before. One personal information terminal can handle countless things.

Auction houses are almost done online.

"Is this the outpost town?"

"I've seen it in the books. In the past, this area was occupied by beasts, and it was only 30 years ago that it returned to my hands."

"The outpost is so beautiful."

"If I lived here, I would be willing to die."

People living in cities have a deep understanding of that kind of crowding. Except for high-rise buildings or high-rise buildings, almost every inch of space is used. But here is different. In the small town, you can even see some chic villas, some small high-rise buildings, that is, three or five floors. It has brought a huge impact to the students who have been living in the city.

A person is all lying in front of the car window, looking at the town under the station.

The train station was not deserted, and some people asked in a crowd.

Under the command of the soldiers, all the students got off the special train.

It is also from the special road to get out of the train station, and there are also four electric buses outside.

"Welcome to Sentinel Town, I'm Robben, and I will be your head coach in the next training game. And behind me, they will also be your coaches and referees for this training game." One Wearing casual clothes and sunglasses, the strong and powerful man stood in front of the electric bus and said indifferently. Behind him, there were four also muscular instructors, exuding a sturdy aura.

The warriors who were born in the army are ruthless and ruthless, and they hardly care about human feelings. It is certain that the students present will not feel good in this training competition.

It's just that no one realizes this now, and everyone is excited when they see that they have finally arrived at the station.

Robben shook his head slightly. The quality of this group of students made him not very satisfied, and he was not responsible for becoming a warrior at all. However, he didn't force it, it was just some rookies in the school who had never experienced the baptism of beasts. Naturally, he didn't know what it meant when they arrived at the outpost town.

Every year in the practice competition, there will be no small casualties. If you are not vigilant and improve your strength, who knows if you will fall on the front line forever?

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The practice game does not start immediately upon arrival, but will give three days to adapt to the environment here.

The outpost's barracks is a vacant camp.

As a camp used by the army, everything is well organized, and there is also a lot of training equipment, as well as some gravity training rooms. Like the gravity training room, it is naturally impossible for students to use it, but there are no restrictions on other facilities.

on the playground.

At this time, it was just when the weather had just turned hot, and the playground was very dry, especially when we arrived, it was already afternoon, and no one would train on the playground.

Wang Zheng walked into the assigned tent, put down the backpack in his hand, ignored the nineteen people inside, turned his head and went to the playground.

"Who is this person, so arrogant?"

"Who knows who it is?"

"Don't even say hello to us, what do you mean?"

"I've never heard of this person in the academy."

The others in the tent directly regarded Wang Zheng as someone unwelcome.

The military camp is very large, with more than 30,000 soldiers and 10,000 warriors stationed there. Standing on the camp, you can see that in the tank camp of the military camp, the tanks are lined up neatly. The beasts inflict damage.

Wang Zheng just glanced at the hundreds of magnificent tanks in the tank camp, and walked to the electromagnetic sandbag.

"In three days, you must improve your strength and speed."

With an incomparably firm belief in his heart, Wang Zheng began to practice punch after punch under the scorching sun.

At the beginning, no one paid attention, but as Wang Zheng practiced on the playground for a long time, it was difficult not to attract attention.

First, all the students talked about Wang Zheng again, and then spread to the nearby military camp. Many soldiers and warriors knew that there was a student's strange behavior on the playground. When you get here, instead of resting, you train hard and crammed?

Occasionally, some people will praise Wang Zheng's diligence, while more people regard Wang Zheng as a neurotic.

You can't go wrong when you come out to train on such a hot day, but you should also pay attention to a little rest. Boxing all day long, or doing squats, is very useful?

Knowing that it was the students this time, everyone shook their heads. This kind of cramming behavior has absolutely no effect on cultivation. It is impossible for you to make up for the lack of strength just because of your hard work for a few days. Whose cultivation is not accumulated over time?

"Wang Zheng? Can such a person come to the practice match?"

"Perhaps diligence can make up for one's weakness, but not necessarily."

"Just a grandstanding clown."

"The person who died in the practice competition is the kind of person who is usually ignorant and incompetent."

For a time, not only did the students disdain Wang Zheng again, but some soldiers in the army also heard about this strange person.

"Ding, increase the strength by 1 point!"

The beeping sound that kept ringing made Wang Zheng smile.

What do you mean by killing two birds with one stone?

To be able to let oneself complete the strength and speed improvement in the guide, and to use this one to brush up on the power of the pattern, isn't it killing two birds with one stone? Looking at the tattoo strength that has exceeded 3000, Wang Zheng doesn't care what others think of him.