In the chopping, the real feeling, not to mention Xue Lang, as far as Zuo Boyang and they also understood a subtlety.

Originally, when they punched or stabbed, they locked three inches in the opponent's body to maximize the strength.

However, in the continuous chopping, they gradually understood, that is, three inches, still the body surface, to lock the target to cut the force distance, that is to say, every knife, must have the belief and strength to cut off the opponent's neck, arm, every knife, is to go and no return, do not need to retract, contain strength, for the next knife to make maneuver force, for defense, to make room for change.

Yes, it is to cut off the opponent with one sword, no need to defend, no need to change tactics.

At this moment, they also had an epiphany, they understood, before, they still subconsciously had to make a safe defense, even if there was no performance in the routine, subconsciously, there was still a concept of defense.

A battle of life and death, I am invincible!

At this moment, they understood.

The tumbling chopping lasted for more than an hour, and one after another, the figures who were drenched in sweat and exhausted in physical strength slowed down, and finally fell to the ground.

They're out of force.

Those researchers returned to their essence at this moment, which is to study and treat.

At the moment when the first person fell, everyone moved, ran quickly, went back to take out the stretcher, carried these breaths with the bellows, the body was hot, but unable to move, quickly rushed back to the laboratory, rescued, checked, and completely busy.

One by one, the figures were carried away, one by one fell, the dancing light gradually decreased, and in the end, it was Xue Lang who insisted on it for the longest time, more than an hour more than the first one who fell, and more than Zuo Boyang for more than ten minutes, before he fell down.

The moment he fell, his mind was very clear, out of that wonderful artistic conception, but he knew that he had transformed.

He felt the changes in his body, not the so-called great increase in strength, but his understanding of martial arts.

He is still a little strong, or rather, this is the real Xiao Cheng.

At the same time, he also understood why they were called grandmasters because of their perception of martial arts, not how high their killing methods were, and they could create their own martial arts, just like the legendary Zhang Sanfeng.

Not everyone can create martial arts, it's not smart or not, it's a feeling.

He's not yet at the height of creation, but he knows very well that he can do it.

Liu Yucheng and the others were similar, and their understanding of these things was higher than that of Xue Lang, because they were the true inheritors of ancient martial arts.

At this moment, they also knew that they were no longer the same, and their strength had indeed increased, but it was not the so-called skill, but the realm.

They truly understand that the warrior rises to the challenge and moves forward, just because he understands the mad demon slash.

With the work of various instruments, the laboratory became a ward.

The figures lying on the bed gradually fell asleep, they were too tired.

After five or six hours of sleep, they slowly woke up, and after confirming that all the data had been checked, Liu Yucheng and the others were extremely calm, and followed Zhang Ming and them into the pool.

Zuo Boyang unexpectedly did not fight with Xue Lang.

No need.

He knew that he was still not Xue Lang's opponent, but his strength had already leapfrogged.

If he meets Ju Ren again, he is confident that he will not even have the strength to fight back.

Xue Lang will calmly talk to a scholar, that kind of understanding, epiphany can be met but not sought.

He didn't know how to touch the heartstrings, but he knew that it wouldn't come back easily.

But that's enough, enough for him to implement the plan.

When Liu Yucheng and the team members who had been following him before were all soaked, he could start his plan.

At this time, in the mountains and forests, those explorers were exhausted, and although they did not lack food and drink, they were extremely tired.

It's not just physical, it's mental.

They have been completely lost, they have forgotten where they are, they see different things, they are no longer walking in the same direction, they are separated.

They can't find their companions, they walk alone and fearfully in a dangerous environment, the world is so big, but they are the only ones.

The moment Xue Lang left the fourth floor, only Zuo Boyang was left as the protector, he rushed to the headquarters, inquired about the situation in the past few days, and ordered: "Bring back a few of them." ”

With Xue Lang's order, those figures walking in the desert, walking in the Gobi, and walking in Daze fell silently one by one, and were quickly put on a camouflage bag by a figure wearing a gilly suit next to him, and disappeared strangely.

The interrogation was not too troublesome, and Xue Lang did not let them go.

Whether you are innocent or not, to come here is to be wrong. Here, it is not allowed to reveal and information.

Confirming that Mi Guo had noticed this, Xue Lang smiled, took out the gold-shelled lighter that Smith gave him, looked at it, and put it in a box specially for it.

When the New Year comes, let me give you a big gift!

The corners of Xue Lang's mouth curled, and he walked into the position of the third layer of training.

He also needs high-intensity training to adapt to the changes in his body and the changes in his body after the perceived increase in strength.

In the third layer, the elites of those national blades will have long since lost their impetuousness.

They know that the Flying Eagle, the Flying Eagle belongs to the lowest kind of national blade, and the strength level that the substitutes need to consider, and it is okay to perform some tasks that are not called stability.

However, when they were bored for a few days of learning to swim the dragon's palm, Feiying arranged all the work and came in to intensify the training.

His training made all his former comrades-in-arms who knew him dumbfounded.

Carrying weight, the whole body adds up to 60 kilograms, just like this, all kinds of equipment flashing and moving, and the speed is staggering.

Whether it is military boxing, or looking at the routine of ancient martial arts, it is all completed under this kind of weight, but it is not panting, the heart is not beating, and the master is in a hurry.

Then, those who didn't wear auspicious clothes or painted oil paint, they could see that they didn't even have twenty, and even the moment the little girl of seventeen or eighteen came in, they were completely blindfolded.

These people are all training the same, carrying fifty or sixty kilograms, speed, endurance, and even fighting with each other, the cold and shining of various cold weapons against each other, making them wonder if they have entered a shooting site where they are hanging Weiya and doing how many times they have practiced the sparring routine.

They are masters, but compared with these people, it can be seen that they are much weaker.

Feiying knew that they needed to be beaten, and they knew that their self-confidence needed to be sharpened, so he unceremoniously sent a few little girls who were only eighteen or nineteen years old to serve as sparring partners for them.

In less than ten minutes, the figures all over the ground made these former powerhouses stupid.

When did they fight so unresistantly, between breaths, they lost in one or two moves.

Those petite little girls, according to their understanding, can kill with one punch. Therefore, when a group of ten people dealt with a little girl, they even restrained eighty percent of their strength.

But at the beginning, the little girl's body shook, almost illusory, and a reflexive kick directly kicked out the strongest teammates in their group, with two hundred and twenty-three, and in a muffled snort, they flew out three or four meters, and they couldn't afford to struggle, so they restrained their contempt, but they still couldn't block the other party's blow, even if it was punch to fist.

When Xue Lang entered, they were still lying on the ground, the pain in their bodies was not pretended, it really hurt, and they couldn't breathe well in pain.

Of course, Xue Lang knew that these elites needed stimulation, so he didn't look at them, he walked straight to the queue that had just been standing, looked at it, and said directly: "The first group of twenty people, fall down and withdraw from the battle group, substitute in turn, and prepare in ten seconds." ”

"Yes!"

All the new team members stand upright, but they don't know who the target is.

Even the Flying Eagle doesn't know who to work together against.

After Xue Lang gave the order, he walked straight to the equipment, quickly took off his training uniform, put on a one-piece suit, put on a weight-bearing suit, and tied his arms and legs, weighing sixty kilograms.

Packing up the rope, he walked to the center of the training ground with the ghost Che, and at the moment when those national blade elites struggled to retreat, he said in a deep voice: "Fall, the training task is doubled, and the equipment attack begins!" ”

As his words fell, the team members, who had already understood, became excited.

Most of them have never fought against Xue Lang, and they know that Xue Lang is very powerful, but they must see it for themselves.

So, the flying eagle led the team, and the twenty people quickly swam, quickly surrounded Xue Lang, and the moment all kinds of cold weapons were unsheathed, they launched an attack silently.

This attack, those National Blade elites who stood there and watched the excitement gasped.

The young man in the middle seemed to be the head, carrying sixty kilograms on his back, but he could easily block the attack of twenty people.

That's not a drill routine, that's a real cut, desperate posture. But they were all easily blocked by him.

The clanging sound suddenly intensified, and Xue Lang didn't use the ring, just used the knife to defend, but it didn't fall on his body at once.

The sparks kept flickering, letting the National Blade Elite know that this is a real knife and a real gun, and the strength is definitely not small.

In the fierce battle, Xue Lang slashed out and went straight to the flying eagle. Flying Eagle felt that the sword light was gone, and was shocked, and struggled to block the knife.

With a loud bang, the flying eagle's body rose off the ground, and in a muffled snort, it was split out of the battle group.

As he flew out, among the new members of the line, the first of the team rushed in, waving their weapons and joining the warband.

Hundreds of people, wheel tactics, but still like the camera in the hacker empire, the figures flew over, and they were split out of the battle group one after another, and in less than ten minutes before and after, everyone was shot away, and none of them were spared.

Xue Lang was calm and relaxed, and he didn't seem to consume much physical strength.

In fact, it is true, he did not waste any strength in addition to chopping, resulting in a lot of consumption reduction.

He knows the degree of progress, a fierce battle, he is already confident, against Ju Ren alone, he can guarantee to block the opponent's attack, it is difficult to win, but it is no longer able to be forced back by one move, the attack is interrupted to the extent that the strength, infinitely close.

When the team members supported each other and lined up quickly in shock, Xue Lang didn't talk nonsense, but simply said: "Double the training task, let's start." ”

Be!

All the team members roared, and there was no frustration of defeat.

They have been taught a lesson, how much they can absorb, it depends on the individual's comprehension ability, but they have seen the master's means, and this is enough.

At the moment when the team members quickly dispersed, Xue Lang turned around and walked in front of the national blade elite who were watching the battle, and said in the midst of everyone standing straight and not squinting: "These are two worlds, if you want to be like them, you have to pay ten times or a hundred times the effort, forget your previous glory, here, you are rookies, let's start training!" ”

Be! We are rookies!!

All the elites roared, they would not be thwarted, they had a higher goal.

They will also meet the real battle in a few days, or ten days.