Chapter 215: The Miracle of His Highness the Holy Son

. Shumilou.CoM.Shumilou.Co

The night in the desert was cold and bitter.

"Ahh

The night that was originally quiet was suddenly shattered by a scream.

Jiang Feng, who was meditating cross-legged and recuperating from his internal breath, was awakened by this scream.

He glanced at the camp, only to see that the camp was once again in a scuffle.

This time the battle was more fierce than the battle during the day, because the person who did not take the backpack was already suffering from hunger and thirst and was about to go crazy.

People who have not endured hunger and thirst can never imagine what kind of pain it is.

This pain doesn't just come from your stomach, your internal organs, your body. And even more from your soul. It reminds you that maybe the next moment you will starve to death, or die of thirst.

You'll recall over and over again the feeling of your stomach being full, and this feeling will make your cravings for food and water even more urgent.

Jiang Feng sat on the desert floor, holding a piece of French toast in his hand, watching the battle in the camp by the moonlight. Halfway through the bread, he burped, then stuffed the bread into his backpack and took a bottle of water out of the backpack to drink.

At this moment, he is leisurely as if he is an audience. The real fight for life in the camp seemed like a drama to him.

The battle lasted for nearly three hours, and the pattern that had stabilized for the first time during the day was now taking on a new twist.

The people who didn't grab the backpack united into several collectives and regained the backpack. And the fate of those groups who were robbed of their backpacks this time was much worse than those who did not grab their backpacks during the day.

Because those people who didn't grab the backpack during the day were all afraid that these people would follow their example, and then regain their strength to retaliate and snatch their backpacks, so they were all very ruthless.

If it weren't for the fact that the training camp did not allow the trainees to mutilate and kill each other, I am afraid that the barracks would be full of corpses by now.

But to be honest, although those people on the ground are still alive, they have lost their ability to fight, and they are no different from the dead. If there is a difference, it is likely that they should be accurately called "dying people".

Jiang Feng didn't pay attention to them, and directly began to meditate cross-legged again.

The first night passed like this, and at sunrise, Jiang Feng was still on the outskirts of the camp, not blending into the circle full of strife.

The five holy sons who had been well rested in the barracks walked out of the barracks, and the five of them first looked for Jiang Feng's figure with their eyes at the first moment.

After seeing Jiang Feng, Tali first snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It's a shame that Father God also named him 'Batur', it's just a coward." ”

"If you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime, so let's watch slowly. He couldn't stay on the outskirts of the camp all the time. Gridan said.

"Do you want someone to sneak over and snatch his backpack tonight?" asked Badrew, turning to Molik.

Morik nodded, and admonished, "Remember to tell our people that if you can hurt him as much as you can." Anyway, if he accidentally dies in the training camp, even the father won't say anything. ”

"Well, I understand. Badru said.

The morning had just passed, and soon the temperature in the desert began to rise sharply again. Most of those who were injured last night crawled with difficulty to the side of the barracks to escape the sun. Only a few people are trying their best to save themselves and think about how to heal their wounds.

In the middle of the day, several fights over backpacks resumed. This time the battle was much more organized and large-scale, and with the exception of a small one, there were basically no major casualties.

Now, Jiang Feng probably understands some of the truths that this training wants the students to experience.

1. You have to be strong enough, otherwise you probably won't survive. Second, you must be ruthless with your competitors, and you must beat the other party until you can no longer fight back, otherwise you must be the one who suffers in the end. 3. No matter how strong an individual is, it can never be compared with the strength of the team. If you join the team, you have to join the strongest team.

Of course, there are many hidden meanings of this training beyond these truths. It's just that Jiang Feng has the most profound experience of the above three points at present.

After the noon battle passed, several small teams took the initiative to merge with several large teams. By dusk, the trainees of the training camp had basically been divided into three camps.

Because there was only so much food and water, the total number of people in the three camps was only about one hundred and fifty.

The most people left were actually those who were more seriously injured and were about to give up by leaning near the barracks.

It wasn't until dusk that Jiang Feng suddenly moved.

He buried his backpack in the sand, then made a simple mark, and walked straight to the barracks empty-handed.

When he just approached, the people outside the barracks were all looking at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have anything. Facing an empty-handed Jiang Feng, these students outside the barracks did not embarrass him. After all, for a completely empty-handed person, there is no need to make a move.

Soon, Jiang Feng walked around to the back of the barracks, where a large number of seriously injured students gathered.

After a day and a night of exertion, they have developed severe dehydration, and their injuries have not been effectively treated, which is now worsening.

The worst of those have fainted and are left untreated, and these people are certain to die.

Jiang Feng walked up to the few people who had already fainted, he pulled out a few silver needles from the cracks in his sleeves, and then beckoned to several students who were relatively lightly injured.

Several students glanced at Jiang Feng, and they could see that Jiang Feng was here to help them, so they immediately leaned over.

Jiang Feng pointed to the students who had fainted and said, "Help them up, take off their shirts, and I'll help them heal." ”

As soon as several students heard that Jiang Feng was going to help them heal, they immediately helped up the people who had fainted as Jiang Feng said, and then took off their clothes.

Jiang Feng's actions quickly attracted the attention of these injured students, and they moved their bodies and gathered around Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng quickly administered the needle to the first person, because this person's situation was the most dangerous, so Jiang Feng also infused him with a heaven and earth aura while applying the needle.

While Jiang Feng was applying the needle, he secretly thought about the Five Elements Water Spirit Technique.

No matter how dry the place is, there is always the power of the five elements. The Five Elements Water Spirit Technique was just a very ordinary small technique in the spells, and Jiang Feng naturally knew it.

Those who are proficient in this way can condense water into arrows and kill people invisibly. Jiang Feng didn't practice this technique very seriously on weekdays, so he couldn't use it to kill people. But it is not difficult for him to condense a water balloon, at this moment, a water balloon is basically equivalent to a life.

The water balloon condensed in Jiang Feng's palm, and Jiang Feng directly pinched the person's mouth and slapped the water balloon into his mouth.

Because Jiang Feng's movements were too fast, the people around him didn't see how Jiang Feng condensed the water ball, but they all saw it clearly, and this person suddenly spit out a large mouthful of water in his mouth.

The onlookers swallowed their saliva in unison, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's surprise to them too much, they might all start to suck the water that this person couldn't drink, so it overflowed.

Soon, the student who was injected by Jiang Feng woke up slowly.

Jiang Feng pulled out the silver needle on his body, did not stop for a moment, and directly began to heal the next fainting student.

The student who woke up was in good spirits, he kept swallowing his saliva and exclaimed excitedly: "Water! I have drunk water! Who saved me with his water, and I am willing to repay him with my life." ”

"Miracles!" Suddenly, one of the cadets exclaimed.

"It is worthy of being the biological son of the Divine Messenger, it is Allah who sent the Son to save us, and the Son must be the Divine Messenger chosen by Allah, and he has performed miracles!"

"Allah ...... Allah ......"

A group of students knelt down in front of Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng didn't stop them, silently continuing his healing.

This second person's lack of water was too serious, and Jiang Feng didn't dare to give him water directly.

After he finished applying the needle, he directly used the Five Elements Water Spirit Technique to condense a water ball in the palm of his hand.

In the midst of everyone's intently gaze, Jiang Feng's right hand slapped the student's forehead, and water immediately poured over the student's face from the top of the student's head.

This time, the eyes of the students looking at Jiang Feng directly changed from the scorching heat at the beginning to fanaticism, they spread their hands to the sky, and the whole person kowtowed to the ground, just like this, without moving.

This is the highest ritual in their religion, and they do not perform it even in the face of Adiri, but in the face of the statue of Allah, similar to Eid al-Adha.

Jiang Feng woke up the unconscious students one by one, and then began to treat the students who were still awake.

Most of them have broken bones, or broken or misaligned joints, so they lose the ability to move.

Jiang Feng commanded them to line up in several rows, and he treated them one by one.

Every time he helped someone regain his bones, Jiang Feng would condense a water balloon and pinch his mouth and slap it in.

Then the crowd felt the real "miracle" for another moment.

Jiang Feng relied on this Five Elements Water Spirit Technique to directly turn these students into his most devout believers. In the eyes of these students, Jiang Feng is no different from the reincarnation of Allah now.

After Jiang Feng's treatment, they all knelt quietly to the side, quietly watching Jiang Feng continue to perform his "miracles".

Suddenly, a tall man with a dozen people came to the back of the barracks.

As soon as he saw Jiang Feng, the tall man immediately sneered, "So you're here." Boy, hand over your backpack, or I'll ......."

The man's threatening words could not be said any longer, because he found that the "wounded" around him, whose lives were hanging by a thread, were all looking at him with high spirits at the moment.

The look in his eyes, as if he had a grudge against them, and they wanted to tear themselves into pieces, and then bite them and swallow them in their stomachs.