After eating a special nutritious meal, I practiced the barbell plate quickly forward in the afternoon.

Liu Zheng is still very strong in BGM, Mo Gui is happy to see Hunting, and he extended the class time for free and practiced the beam hemisphere weight-bearing squat.

That night, Liu Zheng fell into the dream again.

He also found out what the building in this dream was through the Internet.

The Colosseum, one of the Seven Wonders of the Middle World, is no wonder it was so magnificent.

It's just that he doesn't understand why he has never been there before, so he can imagine that it is so similar, and even from the pictures, it can be said that it is exactly the same.

Of course, there were too many things he didn't understand. It's like he doesn't understand that he doesn't have any deep hatred, childhood shadows, etc., how can he have multiple personalities.

The iron door appeared, and a native, with an iron ring around his neck, simply pierced him with a javelin.

It was also Liu Zheng who was careless, thinking that the javelin could only be used for throwing, and wanted to rush forward in close quarters, but the opponent was as sharp as a short spear.

"Deathmatch is over, you are dead, and the current SAN value is 10 left." The essence of a voice is a repeater.

Liu Zheng was not too frustrated, and the effect of ultra-high-intensity exercise and super resilience was outstanding.

With 150% control of the dream body, he can clearly feel the improvement in physical fitness.

Sticking around like this for a week, he was sure to take on opponents other than that giant's strength.

Early the next morning, he came to the villa refreshed, and left refreshed, leaving him hesitant to promote men as self-improvement as BGM coaches among all students.

Doctor Qin looked at Liu Zheng solemnly: "This is the third and last one. As long as you eat it again, you'll stay in the dream world forever, you know? ”

Liu Zheng smiled, took the capsule, swallowed it with saliva, and entered the dream gladiatorial arena again.

After a full warm-up, the iron gate appeared, and an elderly white man with a hooked nose appeared, holding a cold-lit stabbing sword in his hand.

Liu Zheng secretly shouted hello, he has already summarized the law, most of the time, the stronger the personality of the weapon, the worse the physical fitness.

And with the control rate of his knock on the drug, the last thing he is afraid of is the opponent with good weapons and poor physical fitness.

He lunged straight ahead, and then slashed slightly, sending the sword that should have pierced his heart to the shoulder.

He grinned and hugged the hooknose tightly, letting the sword sink straight into the handle, and then slammed into the hooknose's throat, tearing it open.

"The deathmatch is over, you have won the victory, and the current SAN value is 20 remaining. The stronger the opponent, the longer the beating, and the worse the beating, the better the effect, which lasts for 3 hours from the first beating. It was the first time the voice had said such a long sentence.

"Doctor Qin, I feel that there is something wrong with my secondary personality." Liu Zheng told Dr. Qin about the content of the reward.

"Well... There are actually quite a few personality traits in M. Doctor Qin smiled and comforted.

"Does Dr. Qin know a great martial arts coach?" Liu Zheng also gave up struggling, anyway, it's always good to have a reward.

"I don't know this, but you can ask Coach Mogui." Doctor Qin thought for a moment and said.

The next day, Liu Zheng came to Mogui's villa again for training.

After understanding Liu Zheng's physique, Mo Gui increased the amount of training again, Rao had the help of BGM, and Liu Zheng was almost overwhelmed.

But he still gritted his teeth and insisted, which amazed the other onlookers.

"This brother is really dead, if I have his hard work, my arm circumference can be bigger again." A macho man looked at his arm thicker than Liu Zheng's thigh with pity.

"Yes, if I had his perseverance, my waist would be thinner again." A young lady with an ape-armed bee waist said shyly.

Liu Zheng rolled his eyes when he heard these cool words, if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to keep his position as the master, the ghost came to flip the tires and lie on the bed to play Zelda Isn't it fragrant?

Taking advantage of the lunch time, Liu Zheng asked Coach Mogui about the martial arts coach.

"You want to find a good martial arts instructor to beat?" Mo Gui looked weird.

"Yes, Dr. Qin said that this is very helpful for my condition." Liu Zheng pulled Director Qin's tiger skin.

"I do know a great martial arts coach who has competed professionally and has done well." Mo Gui's face is okay, you are sick, you have the final say.

"That's great, can you arrange tonight, I only need 3 hours." Liu Zheng said excitedly.

"I'll ask." Mo Gui called.

After a while, "he doesn't have time today, he can only tomorrow night." ”

It's okay tomorrow night, and there's still a chance to lose once anyway.

In the afternoon, I practiced the training of muscle explosiveness, and the physical load was even greater.

If it was in the dream gladiatorial arena, Liu Zheng could clearly feel that the muscle tissue was constantly torn and healed rapidly.

This state of complete incompatibility with the current knowledge of physiology and medicine must have made him suspicious.

It's a pity that his control rate over his real body is not that high, and he can only feel that he is recovering very quickly.

After another day of devil training, Liu Zheng said hello and went home.

Coach Mo Gui looked at his back with an unhappy face, kept writing and drawing in the small notebook, and there were words in his mouth.

"Add ten more groups, and the muscle tearer will also be arranged for him, I don't believe that he can't die if he practices." Coach Shin Devil wags his non-existent tail.

Back at home, Liu Zheng first played a few games to relax.

Then I practiced dream control for a while, and finally picked up the psychology book I borrowed from the little girl at the front desk and read it.

He couldn't remember the last time he was so disciplined.

A month before the college entrance examination? Or when you first started working?

If it was the persecution of the death crisis at the beginning, now he already likes this kind of life.

At nine o'clock, sleepiness hit on time, and Liu Zheng entered the dream gladiatorial arena again.

Liu Zheng looked at the strange creature in front of him and was speechless for a while.

"Why do I still have this kind of thing in my deputy's personality, if I were to replace me, then I'd rather I be a vegetative person."

The hyena in front of him, which was twice the size of the same kind, let out a terrifying cry, exerted strength on all fours, jumped high, and bit Liu Zheng's neck.

The foul breath penetrated Liu Zheng's nose and made him gag.

He grabbed the hyena's neck, but the hyena was already a feint, a partial head, the already huge mouth grinned bigger, wrapped Liu Zheng's fist in one bite, and bit it off with his wrist.

Liu Zheng, who had a hand bitten off, was naturally no match for the giant hyena, and was soon bitten off his neck.

"Deathmatch is over, you are dead, and the current SAN value is 10 left." The voice sounded at the right time.

Liu Zheng woke up with an unhappy face.

In fact, in terms of physical fitness alone, he is not weaker than the giant hyena, and his flexibility is even better.

The main reason is that I am not familiar with the attack method of the hyena, and I did not expect its bite force to be so terrifying.

"Wait, next time I run into you, I'll strip you all your teeth." Liu Zheng said hatefully.

He hurried to sleep, every day his mental and physical energy was greatly consumed, and he had to have enough sleep to recover.