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When Lin Yang returned to the basement, it was already ten forty in the evening. He didn't think much about it, and directly pressed his watch to enter the cultivation space.

"This time I entered "Jingwu Heroes" to obtain 100 combat power points, with a cumulative combat power of 144 points, the status is 0 immortal energy, 144 martial arts, 1 merit, 8 levels of cultivation strength, 8 levels of fighting, and 3 levels of cornices and walls." Seeing that his various stats were increasing again, Lin Yang was very happy, which meant that he could cultivate to level 8 again.

Just thinking about it, a person walked out of the darkness, and Lin Yang knew that this was still Trainer No. 2. At this time, he still looks exactly the same as Chen Zhen.

"How did you cultivate this time?" Lin Yang asked.

"Hehe, you're very active in cultivation right now." The trainer laughed, "It's completely different from when you first started. ”

Lin Yang smiled and nodded, in fact, he had gradually realized that in order to become a powerhouse in this world, he had to speed up the progress of his cultivation.

"This time it's hard to say, and it's easy to say." The trainer said as he walked back and forth with his hands behind his back.

"How?"

"It's still these training equipment, but this time the weight is no longer 140 pounds, but 220 pounds. You still need to climb the 2,000 steps after you finish practicing here, and I'll be waiting for you in the room, and I'll be talking to you when the time comes. With that, the trainer left on his own.

After the trainer left, Lin Yang didn't think much about it, picked up the weight and began to practice. However, don't underestimate the extra 80 pounds of weight, you must know that when people are close to the limit of their bodies, every extra pound is enough to kill, let alone 80 pounds.

It took Lin Yang 200 hours, or nearly 10 days, to complete these basic trainings. When he arrived at the room in the tall building with these objects on his shoulder, the trainer was waiting for him.

"This time, you're moving fast." The trainer didn't expect that the amount of training had increased, but Lin Yang's time had been reduced by half, and he couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Lin Yang, who was breathing evenly.

"Domon pointed." Lin Yang nodded.

The trainer waved his hand, and two secret books appeared in the air, namely "Thirty-six Ways to Grab" and "Nunchucks". Then the trainer swung into the air, and in an instant, these two mental methods were all transmitted into Lin Yang's heart.

Lin Yang intuitively felt a white light, and countless move essentials were engraved in his mind like a fast movie. "Now that I have passed on the mental methods and essentials of these two sets of cheats to you, the next thing is the actual combat practice." Said the trainer

Lin Yang nodded slightly, and then said, "How do you practice this time?" ”

"The improvement of any martial arts is achieved in fighting against others, and one's own empty practice can only be a show. Wait a minute, and ten people will come in from outside this door," the trainer said as he pointed to the door, "all of them are high-ranking samurai. ”

"Myself?" Lin Yang was stunned.

"That's right," the trainer said, nodding, "I see in your heart that you hate me, so I think you'll do your best for a while." ”

"Absolutely!" Lin Yang replied firmly.

"These ten people are only in the first stage, they are all bare-handed like you, but they will attack you together, and the conditions for victory are very simple, knock them to the ground, understand? All fell to the ground. It is possible not to die, but it must be ineffective. And you have to carry a weight on your back! The trainer said.

Lin Yang frowned and nodded, and then asked, "And then?" "He knows that this is only the first stage, and I'm afraid this time, like the last time, he needs to beat a lot of people in a row.

"Then hehe, there will be fifteen people, they hold the Oriental sword, they are all first-class masters of the sword, and you will also get a nunchuck, at this stage, the condition for victory is to kill all fifteen people! Of course they can kill you too! The trainer said in a voice.

"Is that all?" Lin Yang asked.

"No!" The trainer shook his head, "This is only the second stage, and there is a third stage. ”

"Twenty more people coming in?" Lin Yang thought for a while and asked.

"Only one person will come in in the third stage." The trainer said slowly as he touched the wall of the room.

"Alone?" Lin Yang was stunned.

"Yes, there is only one person. But this person's combat power is very strong, and he is the top illusion martial arts master in this book. You have only one goal, kill it. The trainer explained.

"What do you mean by illusion martial arts?" Lin Yang was a little puzzled.

"This is a kind of trickery of the ninja, when using this kind of martial arts, he will make you hallucinate, in layman's terms, it is to distract you, at this time, he will kill you as quickly as possible." The trainer walked up to Lin Yang and patted him on the shoulder and said. Then he got up and walked out.

"What should I do about this sorcery?" Lin Yang turned his head and asked.

"Hehe, don't believe what you see, believe what you feel!" The trainer didn't look back, and as he spoke, he opened the door and walked out.

"If you lose or die, start from the beginning and run up 2,000 steps." Here are the words left by the trainers.

It didn't take long for the training to come out and the door was rushed open. Ten warriors dressed in white bushido clothes broke in and surrounded Lin Yang in an instant.

Lin Yang knew that the hellish life-and-death struggle had begun again. He took a good stand and shouted: "Come on, little Ben!" ”

Sleepless nights

This night is equivalent to forty days in reality, Lin Yang doesn't know how many times he has been knocked down, how many times he has broken his ribs and shins. He just felt that every time his martial arts were improving, and every time he used his moves more flexibly. When the early morning sun shone on Beizhong City, Lin Yang finally completed the first phase of training.

The ten samurai had all been knocked to the ground, the least injured were all broken spinal bones, and the rest were basically beaten to death. But not long after the start of the second stage, he was stabbed in the chest by the Toyo sword and returned to reality! This meant that when he re-entered the room, he had to defeat ten samurai first.

Fortunately, after he returned to reality, all his energy was restored, and he didn't even feel sleepy. At this time, Lin Yang looked at his watch, it was already more than nine o'clock in the morning. He hurriedly tidied up and ran to work.

Lin Yang ran towards the unit at a sprinting speed without feeling tired. When he goes to work during the day, he always hopes that time will pass quickly, so that he can enter the space to cultivate after work. It's like a game that hasn't been played, and it has been hooking his heart.

After five days of such a life, Lin Yang spent five all-nighters, which is equivalent to 200 days in the virtual space. He was still held back in the second half of the second stage. Lin Yang thought that he was extremely proficient in using nunchucks, but he still couldn't kill fifteen sword hands in one go. And that Oriental illusion master, he has never seen it.

Lin Yang had finally understood the difficulty of cultivation by now, and he realized that the progress of each level was different from the beginning stage, which required a lot of time.

However, there is a good thing in reality, that is, the Hong Kong dollars he got from the movie have all been exchanged for RMB, a total of 870,000. He opened an account in the bank and deposited all the money. 870,000 is not a large number for a wage earner at the bottom of society. But Lin Yang felt that the money was still not enough. At least it is not enough to be optimistic about my father's illness. Now the medical expenses in the city are alarmingly high, and his father is a disease that requires a combination of recuperation, and the cost is probably even more alarming. So, he had to find a way to get more money. Now, he's thinking about how to get more money out of the movie.

And so, another three days passed, and the time had come to the end of October. On this day, Lin Yang finally broke through the second stage. After being stabbed three times in his own body, he smashed the last samurai's Celestial Spirit Cover with his nunchucks!

The door to the space finally opened slowly. Lin Yang took off his shirt and carried the weight on his back. He showed his muscular gang. He tied his clothes around his bleeding shoulders and stared at the man who walked in through the door.

It was a petite and delicate body, wearing a tight-fitting black ninja outfit with a mask obscuring her face. Only the two protruding roundness on her chest indicated her surname. This person's figure can definitely go to shoot A-V. Behind the back of the ninja are two steel knives with a circular pattern on the handles, which appear on both shoulders.

The height of the ninja is two heads lower than Lin Yang.

"Hmph, let me kill a woman and children, I can't bear it a little." Lin Yang said with a sneer, although he said this, his hand had already clenched the nunchucks.

"Hey, hey." The ninja suddenly laughed cutely, and said in a very beautiful voice, "Then do you want to see what I look like?" ”

"Of course!" Lin Yang said unabashedly. But he didn't believe that ninjas would do it.

"Then you're in for a treat." The ninja suddenly reached out and took off the mask.

"Xia Lan," Lin Yang exclaimed.

Lin Yangru didn't expect that the ninja in front of him actually looked exactly like Xia Lan. How is this possible? Could it be

At this moment when Lin Yang hesitated, he felt a chill in his neck, and a salty blood rushed out of his throat. It turned out that the ninja's knife had stabbed him in the throat.

"Damn, why did you forget the trainer's words? We have to start all over again! This is Lin Yang's emotion when he fell back into the basement.