Chapter 13: Neuropathy
The city of Nanshan is 1,300 kilometers away from the front line, and at the speed of a bullet train, it only takes four hours to reach it.
Four hours, not a long time.
"Whew!"
After more than an hour of punching, Wang Zheng could barely lift his arm.
Every blow, there will be luck blasted, and there is no way to fake, about 20 punches a minute, only 1,200 punches an hour, and there is still a long way to go before 34,000 punches. It's just that Wang Zheng doesn't care, a drop of water can wear stones, and he can afford it.
Shaking his arms, Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to its numbness and soreness, but directly took a few steps back, squatted down suddenly, and stood up again in the sound of inhalation.
Constant squats, again and again.
The several martial artists who had been training in the training compartment before, at this time, had to pay attention to the student in front of them.
There are not many people they have come into contact with, but it can be seen that Wang Zheng is not a person who does it for show, every time he punches, he is extremely serious, every punch is a stroke of luck, and he strives to bring his own extreme strength to every punch.
People who just want to pretend to be like this will never be able to do this.
Not to mention the short time, Wang Zheng's training is more than an hour, and this perseverance is moving.
Like boxing, it is a little difficult for several of them to do this, because it is too boring and not something that ordinary people can bear. What's even more unacceptable is that practicing boxing has almost no effect on the improvement of bone lines, who will spend so much time on boxing?
What surprised them was that after Wang Zheng finished boxing, he practiced squats again.
This student ......
Well, has his head been clipped, or has someone pulled it, and he actually practiced these things that didn't have much effect on bone pattern cultivation?
But...... The student in front of him doesn't look like his head has been clipped.
"This kid is very eccentric."
"That's right, if he puts more effort into cultivating bone patterns, maybe he will achieve more."
"Hehe, just the two or two muscles on his body, do you practice to increase the muscles?"
Several martial artists laughed, and no longer paid attention to Wang Zheng, in their opinion, this student was no different from a nervous path, and they didn't know what they were guilty of, and they came to this training carriage to find abuse.
“1000……”
Counting down to this one, Wang Zheng finally stopped, his legs were numb, and he could barely stand up.
In a short period of time, his arms had almost recovered, and Wang Zheng stood in front of the electromagnetic sandbag again, his legs were numb, but his arms could still be used, so he had to continue. The training competition is a stage for the beginning of life, not only to become a martial artist, but also to be able to survive in the training competition.
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"That Wang Zheng in the third and third classes is really neurotic, he can't recuperate well, but he runs to consume his physical strength."
"This Wang Zheng is really bold, this is a military special train, and he dares to run into the training carriage."
"If you violate military law, you don't know what will happen to you."
"Hmph, it's a shame for our academy."
"Wang Zheng of the third and third classes seems to have heard of it."
In the carriage, Wang Zheng's deeds in the training carriage came out, which immediately made the originally stuffy and panicked people come to the topic, almost revolving around Wang Zheng. Many people who also had the heart to train the carriage to kill time were moved, and in the end no one took action.
Let's not talk about the ridicule of the cadets, it is the word military special train, which makes them dare not mess around.
Of course, Wang Zheng didn't know about this, he was still training.
"Ding, +1 Ripple."
The sudden prompt sound made Wang Zheng slightly surprised, but the prompt sound quickly calmed down, and Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to the increase of more than 200 lines, and still buried his head in it.
"4,000th blow."
Wang Zheng almost gritted his teeth and persevered, but this limit made Wang Zheng almost lose consciousness in his arm.
Four hours, 4,000 boxing, 5,000 squats, is Wang Zheng's harvest.
Before this, Wang Zheng had never imagined that he would be able to do this in just four hours.
After staying in the training compartment and resting for more than ten minutes, Wang Zheng was relieved.
Outside the window, you can see that the bullet train is constantly slowing down, and the scenery that catches your eye is no longer an endless rice field, but a overlapping mountain range, and you can see the figure of towering giant trees everywhere. In the woods, just a glance will make you feel the endless killing opportunities that are full of dangers here.
Along the way, Wang Zheng put his heart on training, and naturally ignored the scenery outside the car window.
Walking to the car window, Wang Zheng looked into the distance.
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The train eventually stopped in front of a bullet train station.
Although it was close to the front line, the place where the train station was located still formed a small town.
The train station was built in the middle of the mountain, and the town was located in a valley below. From the car window, you can look down on the whole town. Compared with Nanshan City, there are not too many high-rise buildings here, and some are just buildings with a rural style.
The people who dared to come here were not only warriors, but also soldiers, and the rest were businessmen except for those who worked here.
The bone pattern of the fierce beast is definitely a sought-after item, as long as you have a piece in your hand, you don't have to worry about not being able to sell it, someone will rush to ask for it. Especially the bone pattern above the excellent level, it is even more incredible, and it can be taken to the auction house and auctioned for a high price.
The development of the network is far from being comparable to before, and a personal information can handle countless things.
Auction house, almost done on the web.
"Is this Outpost?"
"I've seen it in books, and this area used to be occupied by fierce beasts, and it only returned to my hands thirty years ago."
"Outpost is so beautiful."
"If you live here, you are willing to die."
People living in the city, that kind of crowding, is deeply experienced, in addition to high-rise buildings or high-rise buildings, almost every inch of space is used. But here is different, in the small town, you can even see some chic villas, some small high-rise buildings, that is, three or five floors. It has brought a huge impact to the students who have been living in the city.
A person, all lying in front of the car window, looking at the town below the station.
The train station was not deserted, and some people asked in a sea of people.
Under the command of the soldiers, all the cadets got off the special train.
The station also came out of the special lane, and there were also four electric buses outside.
"Welcome to Outpost, I'm Robben, and I'll be your head instructor for the upcoming practice. Behind me, they will also be the instructors and referees of your training competition. A sturdy man wearing casual clothes and sunglasses stood in front of the electric bus and said with a cold face. Behind him, stood four instructors who were also muscular, exuding a fierce aura.
Martial artists from the army, they are iron-blooded and ruthless, and they almost don't talk about human feelings, it is certain that this time the training competition, the students present will definitely not feel good.
It's just that no one realizes this now, and when they see that it's finally arrived, they are all excited.
Robben shook his head slightly, the quality of this group of students made him not very satisfied, and he did not have the responsibility of becoming a martial artist at all. However, he didn't force it, just some rookies in the school, who had not experienced the baptism of fierce beasts, naturally didn't know what it meant for them to arrive in Outpost Town.
Every year, there will be a lot of casualties, if you are not vigilant and improve your strength, who knows if you will fall to the front line forever?
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The training tournament does not start on arrival, but gives three days to acclimatize to the environment.
Vacant camp of the military camp at the outpost.
As a camp for the military, everything is well organized, with plenty of training equipment and some gravity training rooms. Like the gravity training room, it is naturally impossible to open it to students, but there are no restrictions on other facilities.
on the playground.
It was just getting hot, and the playground was dry, especially when I arrived, it was already afternoon, and there was no one training on the playground.
Wang Zheng walked into the assigned tent, put down the backpack in his hand, ignored the nineteen people inside, turned around and went to the playground.
"Who is this man, so proud?"
"Who knows who?"
"What do you mean you don't even say hello to us?"
"I haven't heard of this person in the academy."
The other people in the tent directly regarded Wang Zheng as persona non grata.
The barracks are very large, with more than 30,000 soldiers stationed there, and 10,000 warriors, standing on the camp, you can see that in the tank camp of the barracks, the tanks are neatly arranged, and the redeveloped artillery is enough to kill ordinary fierce beasts.
Wang Zheng just glanced at the spectacular hundreds of tanks on the tank camp, and then walked in front of the electromagnetic sandbag.
"In three days, you must improve your strength and speed."
The incomparably firm belief in his heart made Wang Zheng brave the scorching sun and began to practice punch after punch.
At the beginning, no one paid attention to it, but as Wang Zheng practiced on the playground for a long time, it was difficult not to attract attention.
First, all the students talked about Wang Zheng again, and then it spread to the barracks next to it, and many soldiers and warriors knew about the strange behavior of a student on the playground. When you get here, you don't rest, but train desperately, cramming temporarily?
Occasionally, some people will praise Wang Zheng's diligence, and more people will regard Wang Zheng as a psychopath.
You can't be wrong about training on such a hot day, but you also have to pay attention to a little rest, boxing all day long, or doing squats, which has a great effect?
Knowing that it was the students this time, everyone shook their heads, and this kind of temporary cramming had no effect on cultivation at all. It's impossible to make up for the lack of strength just because of your hard work for a few days, whose cultivation isn't accumulated over time?
"Wang Zheng? This kind of person can also come to practice matches? ”
"Maybe hard work can make up for it."
"Just a grandstanding clown."
"The person who dies in the training competition is the kind of person who usually doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it."
For a while, not only did the students disdain Wang Zheng again, but even some soldiers in the army also heard about this strange person.
"Ding, increase the strength of the pattern by 1 point!"
The constant sound of prompts made Wang Zheng smile.
What does it mean to kill two birds with one stone?
To be able to allow yourself to complete the strength and speed increase in the guidance, and you can use this one to brush a little texture force, isn't it killing two birds with one stone? Looking at the texture force that has exceeded 3000, Wang Zheng doesn't care what others say about him. http://