Takla Desert.

Gao Xiaojun felt that his previous life was a pile of sand, no, it should be a poplar tree.

Waited in the desert for three thousand years.

And then in this life, he was thrown here again.

From the initial expectation of special training, to the excitement, to the current despair, it only took two months.

There is a question worth pondering, that is, he has not taken a shower for two months.

On weekdays, I try my best to get a little water that is not enough to quench my thirst, let alone take a bath.

And in the desert, it has to endure high temperatures of fifty or sixty degrees during the day, and at night, it is directly below zero.

If it's just a bad environment, you have to face a sneak attack at all times, or you are on the way to a sneak attack.

Five people, each fighting for themselves, as long as they defeat each other, they will get a merit point.

It will be counted every half a month, and if you win, you can not only rest for a day, but also take a bath, sleep, and eat to your heart's content.

As for the one with the best merit points, he will also be punished inhumanely.

In two months, Gao Xiaojun was punished twice.

And Dacheng and Yifan, one person at a time.

Even half a day ago, Gao Xiaojun was attacked and snatched away half a pot of water that he had managed to get, as well as a roasted seven-ripe sand scorpion.

And it was none other than Pu Yijun, who had completely blackened him.

thought about what a simple and lovely girl she was, but within a month of coming here, she was completely blackened.

And the mastery of the illusion is becoming more and more pure, with the environment here, I dare not say that it is invincible, but it is also enjoyable.

If you want to say the best, it should be Tang Jiuge, who made her a wise man, she lived by her brain, four statistics, she won the first place three times, and even Pu Yijun got it once.

Among the five people, two women instead had the upper hand, and they were all in tears.

Even Dacheng and Yifan are much better than him.

Dacheng has coarse skin and rough meat, don't look at the appearance of honesty, but in fact, he has a bad stomach, and Gao Xiaojun was cheated twice in the first few days when he came.

And Yifan, relying on King Kong's incorruptible divine skills, can be regarded as a fish in water in this harsh environment.

Only Gao Xiaojun, the man who claims to be the third in the scheming team, is the worst.

Of course, if you want to talk about the benefits, they are also huge.

I don't know where my captain got some strange fruits, but after eating them, both the patience and the quality of the body have improved a lot.

In addition, every half a month, martial arts experience will be instilled, which also makes his strength improve by leaps and bounds.

In just two months, Gao Xiaojun has reached the peak of a second-rate master, and he will become a first-class master at any time.

Those martial arts experiences opened a new door for him.

He felt that in a few days, the body of the Martial Saint would also reach the second level of the realm, and all his attributes would be increased by two times, and it would also be the time for him to take revenge.

Drinking the last bit of water, Gao Xiaojun did not dig out to rest in the sand pit, but began to punch against the bright moon.

Although he was already exhausted, this punching, day after day, never stopped.

According to Su Heng's words, the experience instilled is just rootless water, and if you want to completely turn it into your own, you need further understanding.

Although Gao Xiaojun's perception is average, he firmly believes that diligence can make up for clumsiness.

If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it will not work ten times, and it will be a hundred times.

He was convinced that he would succeed.

It is precisely because of this will that he has made rapid progress in the past two months, even if he is not slower than others.

At this time, Gao Xiaojun's face was dark, and in the moonlight, a faint oil glow was reflected.

His body has become much thinner, but it is like a rough embryo, tempered into fine iron, and the change inside is the greatest.

His eyes, in particular, were extremely determined.

In every move, he already has a bit of the demeanor of a real master.

Gao Xiaojun felt that if he faced that Deacon again now, he would be able to clean up the other party alone.

It's just that the innate gap is still too far away.

Before entering the desert, they had watched Su Heng's drill, and that scene was still imprinted in his heart.

Su Heng did this to let everyone understand what innate and awe was.

As it turned out, the results were good.

At the same time, it also aroused everyone's heart of struggle.

"I'm going to be the first to break through this time."

Gao Xiaojun thought in his heart, his eyes became more and more determined.

It's just that he was immersed in boxing, and he didn't notice that a pile of sand not far from him squirmed slightly, and then revealed a pair of eyes, looking at Gao Xiaojun silently.

As it approached midnight, the temperature became lower and lower, and after finishing the daily task, Gao Xiaojun was ready to go into the sand pit on the side to rest.

But at this moment, a warning rose in his heart.

Without hesitation, without speaking, Gao Xiaojun directly reflexively punched.

This punch did not make a sound, but completely condensed the power into one point, and if it burst out like this, the power would be even greater.

"Poof."

A shadow was directly broken, but Gao Xiaojun was not the slightest bit happy, but his heart sank.

Because what he saw in front of him was just a rag.

At the same time, a figure burst out of the sand beside him, and a fist of glittering golden light appeared in front of him.

"Bang!"

In a hurry, Gao Xiaojun could only passively meet him, and then trembled, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

"Yifan, you are looking for death."

The person who attacked this sneak attack was none other than Yifan.

also blew Gao Xiaojun up.

Half a day ago, he was attacked by Pu Yijun's blackened girl, and he got a merit point from him, but now, Yifan also treats him as a prey, which is unbearable.

It's just that the other party is looking for too good timing.

"Hehe, surnamed Gao, anyway, you're the first from the bottom every time, so just cheapen me once."

Yifan said with a smile, but there was no ambiguity under his hands, and the attacks were wave after wave, which made people unable to slow down.

"Don't think about it."

Even if Gao Xiaojun is cheap, he will not be cheap as a life-and-death rival.

In the subterfuge team, the only one who doesn't deal with him is this fake monk, who will challenge his status as soon as he comes, and it is necessary for him to let the other party understand who is the third child of the subterfuge team, no, the fourth.

Because the position of the third child has been snatched away by Pu Yijun domineeringly.

Boss, naturally it's Su Heng.

Tang Jiuge is the second.

Dacheng has always been indisputable about this, even if Yifan comes, he doesn't care at all, and directly becomes the fifth.

At first, Gao Xiaojun thought he was too honest and had no ambition.

Later, he was cheated by Dacheng a few times, and he realized that the other party was deliberate at all, specifically provoking him to fight with Yifan, and then sitting in the back to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Wilted, wilted.

But for now, Dacheng won't mention it yet.

Gao Xiaojun felt that if he couldn't even suppress Yifan, a latecomer, he really had no face to be mixed up in the trick team.

Therefore, he did not hesitate and directly opened the body of the Martial Saint.

Even if he is fighting to have a hard time tonight, or even if he is taken advantage of by Dacheng tomorrow, he doesn't want to have a good time.

Sure enough, after opening the Martial Saint Body, Gao Xiaojun quickly stabilized the situation and even began to suppress Yifan.

After all, the body of the martial saint pays attention to the explosive fierceness.

In the case that both sides are at the peak of second-rate masters, his strength has doubled, and the consequences can be imagined.

Even if Yifan cultivates the Vajra Immortal Skill, and his body defense is the strongest, he can be punched on the body with a punch, and it is not comfortable.

"The surname is high, do you want to be shameless, you actually use the body of a martial saint."

A man yelled angrily.

When Pu Yijun attacked him during the day, why didn't he use it, but when it was his turn, he just worked hard.

Is it because he's a man?

It's too patriarchal.

"If you have the ability, you will ruin the magic of King Kong."

Gao Xiaojun also began to fight back.

Yifan stopped talking for a while, and the operation of King Kong was not bad, and he was punched twice, turned around and fled.

Anyway, he had already figured out that Gao Xiaojun's Martial Saint Body would last for a minute, and then his strength would drop significantly, less than half of his normal state, and this was the price of using the Martial Saint Body.

As long as he escapes, after waiting for a minute, Gao Xiaojun will be the fish on the board, whatever he wants.

"Where to run."

Since Gao Xiaojun has opened the body of the Martial Saint, how could he let Yifan escape.

As his body moved, a sand pit the size of a football suddenly appeared under his feet, and at the same time, he also came behind Yifan and punched with all his strength again.

"Bang!"

Yifan flew out directly and fell hard in the sand.

Gao Xiaojun was unforgiving, came to the other party's side in one step, and stepped on it.

"Damn, you're playing with your life."

Yifan was shocked, and Gao Xiaojun's punch just now had already made his blood surge and his back hurt.

After all, Jin Guang is not bad, and his magic skills are not almighty, and the more important thing is that he has not yet cultivated to his home.

Although this desert is blessed, King Kong is not bad and is famous for its slowness, and if you want to break through, it is definitely not something that can be done in a short time.

Thinking so, he was suppressed by Gao Xiaojun now.

Dodged Gao Xiaojun's kick in embarrassment, and he screamed in his mouth.

"Either admit defeat, or I'll beat you to the ground with only one breath left, and you choose."

Gao Xiaojun sneered, he finally caught the opportunity, so he naturally couldn't miss it.

If it was usual, he would definitely not open the body of the Martial Saint, after all, a minute of supergodship, the taste behind it is not very easy.

Yifan's speed was slow, and this time he was careless, so he caught up with him, and if he was replaced by Tang Jiuge or Pu Yijun, even if he admitted defeat, he would not open the body of the Martial Saint.

"Okay, Lao Tzu admits defeat."

Seeing Gao Xiaojun rushing over again, Yifan could only give in.

If he really wants to be beaten up, he has no place to reason.

"Hmph, this time I have to be the first to the bottom."

Gao Xiaojun snorted coldly, but also lifted the body of the Martial Saint.

But at this moment, he saw a figure appear not far away, and strode towards him.

Subsequently, Yifan also discovered the other party.

"Hahaha, surnamed Gao, you're done."

Compared with Gao Xiaojun's ugly face, Yifan laughed directly and proudly.

Right now, there is nothing more joyful than seeing Gao Xiaojun unlucky.

"Good evening, both of you."

The person who came looked at Gao Xiaojun and Yifan with a smile.

It's just that Gao Xiaojun's face is extremely ugly, as if he has eaten.

(Today's chapter,Recently, there was something wrong with the outline.,It's messy to write.,I'll revise the outline in the past two days.,After the special training.,Guarantee to restore the wonderful content.。 ）