For Qin Chong, it didn't make much difference whether the training was the second day or the first day.

Because a few of them couldn't complete the task, it was already the morning of the next day after the "refinement" was completed, and they hurriedly ate the breakfast that didn't taste at all, that is, a big bowl of mush.

Then two healing abilities came over, and they threw an ability that I don't know what it was to them, so their fleshy hands were immediately intact, and they threw themselves into deadly training.

It's still the so-called basic training, the instructor said, when the number can be cleared within a hundred punches, whoever can receive the second level training.

It was like this for three or four days in a row, if it weren't for the instructor's kindness and giving them two hours of sleep every night that couldn't be completed, Qin Chong might have collapsed.

On the fifth day, at noon, the instructor, who didn't know where to sleep all morning, yawned and pushed a huge dining cart in front of everyone, which was not the point, the point was the smell of meat that permeated the entire underground parking lot.

Today's Chinese food actually has several large pieces of braised pork, each of which is four fingers wide and two fingers thick.

For a while, everyone's emotions began to heat up, since the arrival of the Zerg, most people had never seen meat, and everyone felt that the liquid in their mouths was secreted very much.

The instructor scooped up a piece of meat, chewed it heavily, and the fragrant lard water flowed down the corners of his mouth, and he "tsk" twice and said speechlessly: "It tastes good, but it's too thin, not too strong!"

The threat of the red fruit fruit, and it is very difficult to do it as soon as it comes up, this is too simple and crude, right? What about the good progressive teaching? What about the good scientific training? What about the good teaching according to aptitude? This sister's name is really not wrong, it is hell on earth!

When everyone had the urge to rush up and strangle him, the instructor said sharply: "Your training progress is very unsatisfactory, so I decided that the top ten can have braised pork to eat, and as a punishment, the progress below "700" will not have lunch. ”

At this time, at least a dozen people did not have anything to eat. Qin Zhong licked his lips, and suddenly felt weak and hungry, although the cart of black paste looked very bad against the backdrop of a dozen oily braised pork, but what he couldn't get was always the best, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Qin Chong's strength at the bottom made him powerless to resist, but it was clear that the instructor underestimated the temptation of food, and some people were dissatisfied with the instructor's arrangement.

It should be said that most people are not satisfied with the instructor's arrangement, and although they have more or less heard a lot of rumors about the instructor, but people are like this, and it will not be happy if they don't try the instructor's pounds and pounds in person.

A big man with fiery red hair and a tattoo number thirty-three on his chest smiled proudly and said:

"Instructor, I'm just a little bit short of completing the task, if you stop training just a second late, I can complete the task, or even exceed the quota. And I'm so hungry that I don't think it's just a lunch, I should have a portion of braised pork as well!"

The instructor, who was still lazy just now, glanced at him coldly, and then glanced at the group of beasts that looked very rebellious.

Gently tapped the stainless steel cart with his middle finger, made an aggressive dull sound, and said in an extremely cold tone:

"Of course, I've always been more democratic, and I've always been more power-oriented! As long as I can block one punch, I can have lunch, block two punches, and eat braised pork. ”

"By the way, you can use abilities in challenges, I don't use abilities, if you can force me to use abilities, then congratulations, you have braised pork for dinner this month. The rest of the people will do the same if they are interested. ”

"According to the old rules, open now, and start in fifteen minutes!"

In the bewildered eyes of everyone, two assistants came out behind the instructor, who were the black and white vests of the two admissions, but today they changed into camouflage uniforms, and one of them (formerly the white vest) shouted:

"Bet, bet! Buy the instructor to knock down No. 33 with one punch and lose ten, buy the instructor with two punches to knock down one and lose three, buy the instructor with two punches and lose five if you can't knock down one"

Another man (formerly the Black Vest) shouted after him:

"Buying No. 33 can survive one punch and one loss of one, survive two punches and one loss of ten, and the instructor can't stop the counterattack and lose one hundred for one. The amount of each meal is counted as one, a piece of braised pork is counted as one, there is no upper limit, the lower limit is at least three servings, come and buy it, there is no such shop after this village!

"If the instructor is forced to use his ability, he will lose thirty!"

I'm rubbing, that's fine.

Qin was overjoyed, feeling that the lost Chinese food was back.

The reason is very simple, in his spiritual thoughts, the instructor's unconscious middle finger tap just now, the force has passed through the dining car, shaking the thick reinforced concrete floor loose, but others can't find it.

And this "usable ability" is too deceptive, for this group of people who are accustomed to using capabilities, the difference between capable and incapable combat effectiveness is greater than the difference between missiles and tea eggs.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a world of difference, and it is impossible not to block the instructor's blow.

The same overjoyed crowd placed bets, basically half of them bought No. 33 to survive one punch, and the other half bought to survive two punches.

Even the fiery red-haired No. 33 himself bet on his net worth to buy it and survive two punches.

When the fifteen minutes were almost up, Qin Chong squeezed in front of him, and whispered to the black vest in a low-key manner: "I'll buy twenty copies of the instructor to knock down No. 33 with one punch!

"Are you sure! Do you really want to buy an instructor? I'm for your own good, or should I seriously think about it!"

"Young man, you must be down-to-earth and have a clear understanding of the situation! Those who go against history will eventually be abandoned by history!"

Although his original intention was to deal with it coldly, the two big-mouthed assistants were still persuading them as if they didn't know, which made the audience know, in the eyes of others, he was the only one who didn't want to put welfare and went to the underdog, which immediately attracted the attention of all the staff.

"Shut up, don't say any more, the instructor will win!" Qin Chong scolded the two assistants awe-inspiringly.

At this time, even the instructor was surprised, stared at him with a dark face, and asked unhappily:

"Why? I'm really not sure, it's too late to change now!"

Qin Zhong knew why the instructor was unhappy, it was inevitable, and he finally set up a game, and he could have eaten alone, but let people share a piece, and it would be unpleasant to change anyone!

Then a fanatical expression appeared on his face, and his face was swollen and red, and he said, "I, I, I adore you!"

Damn! It turned out to be a sycophant! Everyone scolded in their hearts.

Not only were the two assistants dumbfounded, but even the instructor was full of expressions of eating dog excrement, and he looked like he was afraid of you and walked away speechlessly.

Qin Zhong glared at the assistant triumphantly, isn't it just Biao's acting skills, my brother is also an alternate actor, who is afraid of whom.

When the time came, the fiery red hair put on a posture, the momentum of the whole body was high, and the whole body was full of red and yellow flames, and the appearance was really handsome and compelling, which made people feel more confident.

Everyone retreated more than ten meters away, still feeling hot and unbearable, just looking at his posture and stepping on the Hot Wheels, you know that this person should be a master who has been born and died.

The flames scorched the instructor who was five meters away from No. 33, and the instructor turned a blind eye to it and asked dryly:

"Are you ready?"

The fiery redhead was full of confidence and replied loudly:

"I'm waiting for you to test it, instructor!"

The next scene made everyone unable to let go!

The instructor plunged straight into the center of the flames at a speed that no one could catch with the naked eye, and with a progressive punch, he smashed the fist the size of the pot on the face of the fiery red hair, and clearly let out a particularly deep and dull sound of a hard object hitting the flesh, and everyone felt as if they had a pain on their faces.

Then, everyone clearly saw that the red and yellow flames around No. 33's body were like rags poured through the heavy rain, and they were extinguished in a blink of an eye, without a trace of fireworks.

No. 33 himself rolled like a broken sack and hit the wall, and bounced back two meters before falling to the ground motionless, and only then did the blood on his face gurgle on the ground, and no one could tell if the instructor had used the ability, or in other words, the instructor had used the ability, and no one could see it.

The scene of falling leaves could be heard, and the power of just one punch made this group of unruly beasts completely quiet.

The instructor brushed away the non-existent dust on his body with his hand, and said lightly: "Who else?"

There are always people in this world who don't give up when they don't reach the Yellow River, and a considerable number of students with the top number are also a little touched when they see the tragic situation of No. 33, but when they see this guy's number so low, they can't help but feel a burst of contempt in their hearts.

The instructor's punch was just a little stronger, a little faster, and the timing was a little better, but in fact, it was nothing, and if I changed it, it would never be impossible to even take a punch.

At this moment, the original white vest diligently sent a chair behind the instructor and said with full legs:

"Master has worked hard, sit down and rest!"

Instructor Shi Shiran sat down and said with a disdainful face:

"It's hard work, Lao Tzu can't even use a single force, just like this dead dog, it's really not as good as a generation. ”

That's it, the momentum of No. 33 is not to mention that there is also a third-level perfection or just stepped into the fourth-level, and the strength and speed shown by the instructor are pertinently said to be at the peak of the fifth level to the beginning of the sixth level, plus the instructor's hidden strength, it can be judged that it is at the sixth level of the high rank, which is already a great strength at present.

If you want to say that the instructor can easily win the 33rd, everyone has no objection, but if you want to say that you only use less than one percent of the strength, then everyone does not believe it, and the art of war is cloudy: the real is virtual, and the virtual is real. That can only be the instructor bluffing, and this opponent like No. 33 may be his limit.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the smile of the white vest is unnatural. Only Qin Chong really believed that the instructor was indeed useless, and through Li Zhengjun's speech and the comparison of the punch just now, Qin Chong himself had to admit that when his mind was fully open, he didn't see the way of this punch clearly, and the instructor couldn't see it himself with useless ability.

Qin Chong's spiritual thoughts are the product of the thirty-six layers of Hui Yuan, according to what Li Qixian said, the thirty-six layers of Hui Wu's spiritual thoughts should not be imported into the ordinary Qi cultivation of the eighth layer to the level of the beginning of the ninth layer. I can't see the details of the instructor, how terrifying is this?

Qin Chong could only mourn in silence for a group of eager students!

After 60 seconds of silence, a man of about thirty years old with an ordinary appearance and a moderate figure stood up and said firmly:

"I can buy myself to be punched by the instructor and bet thirty copies!"

This person is numbered No. 2, and according to the instructor's division of strength, the combat power of this No. 2 should be one of the best among these students.

At this moment, just a stop there, Yuanyu Yuezhi, is a demeanor of everyone, it is very likely that this person was a person with high martial arts before the disaster.

And so a new round of betting began.