Two more days passed, and Han Lang soaked himself in cold water that ordinary people couldn't imagine as usual, and now Han Lang was able to withstand the ultra-low temperature water of minus 110 degrees, and he would not be harmed by practicing in it for more than three hours in a row.

At the end of the training, Han Lang crawled out of the ultra-cold pool, his body was steaming white, while his skin was red and his body temperature was rising rapidly.

Quack~

Han Lang swallowed a piece of nuclear kinetic energy, which is an illegal drug used to increase the source power, which can stimulate the large-scale production and release of source power in the Zero Degree brain domain, and millions of soldiers die or are paralyzed by taking nuclear kinetic energy every year, and it has long been listed as the most dangerous banned drug by the Galactic Alliance.

But Han Lang has a special anti-poison physique, he now not only takes nuclear kinetic energy every day, but also once before and after training, if an ordinary soldier eats nuclear kinetic energy as a jelly bean like Han Lang, he would have died a hundred times a hundred times.

Swish~

A large amount of source power began to pour into Han Lang's body, eliminating his fatigue and making him full of strength, even after three hours and forty minutes of extreme training, Han Lang felt that he still had the ability to fight anyone!

This is the power that only belongs to Han Lang, he is crazy about cultivating, crazy studying, crazy taking drugs that others will never dare to use! So his level is increasing like a rocket.

There is a mirror in the cultivation room, Han Lang is wearing his coat in front of the mirror, he has very obvious muscles, if someone pinches Han Lang's biceps, they will find that Han Lang's muscles are too special, they are harder than steel, and they don't look like the type of muscles that humans should have at all.

This is the additional effect brought by long-term extreme cultivation, while increasing the level at a high speed, Han Lang is becoming as strong as a robot, he once tried with the highest-level teammate Simberg, who has a four-star intermediate level, is the pride of a generation of heaven, and the source force index is close to 50,000.

If you don't use superpowers to fight hand-to-hand like this, it will be difficult for Sinberg, who has ten times the source power of Han Lang, to tie with Han Lang, because Han Lang's muscles are too hard, like wearing armor, and his ability to resist attacks is first-class, and it is difficult for Sinberg to hurt him, and if Han Lang gives Sinberg a punch, he can grin in pain.

All in all, under the guidance of the strange old man Zong Wudao, Han Lang grew up faster than ever before, and his demonic aura was sky-high, becoming less and less like a normal human being.

The facilities in the training camp are advanced, and there is a large-screen computer with a high configuration in the room, Han Lang took off the necklace from his neck, took out the dark web login program installed in the memory card, and habitually found Zong Wudao.

As Han Lang and Zong Wudao became more and more familiar, they began to use video chat, Zong Wudao was no longer as cold as in the past, but the requirements for Han Lang became more and more strict, but whenever there was a slight mistake in training, Zong Wudao would reprimand Han Lang harshly.

Seeing Zong Wudao's serious old face, Leng smiled and said, "Teacher, the set task is completed, and I feel that I can enter the water of minus one hundred and twenty degrees to practice." ”

Zong Wudao nodded slightly, carefully looked at Han Lang's training records today, and the physiological test machine he carried with him sent Han Lang's daily training records to Zong Wudao, heartbeat, blood pressure, source force consumption, etc., all in detail.

Han Lang gradually discovered that Zong Wudao's guidance on his cultivation was really not casual, it seemed that there was some kind of cultivation science that he didn't understand, when to lower the temperature, when to increase the intensity, Zong Wudao was determined through data.

Zong Wudao nodded slightly, "Well, the source force index is four thousand two hundred and fifty-seven, according to the current level standard of the galaxy, you are already a three-star intermediate warrior, and all the indicators are also excellent, tomorrow you will enter the water area of minus one hundred and twenty degrees, and the cultivation goal is still forty-six." ”

Han Lang touched his head and said, "Teacher, it's another forty-six ensemble?" I'm a wonder in the army now, but the three-star intermediate cultivator can only play forty-six, and I haven't learned any other martial arts. ”

Zong Wudao glared at him, "What? Are you not satisfied? ”

Han Lang hurriedly shook his head and said, "That's not it, I have always believed in the teacher's arrangement." ”

As soon as the conversation changed, Han Lang said thoughtfully: "Recently, the situation of the earth has been getting worse and worse, yesterday it was attacked thirteen times unprecedentedly, and even a raiding group tried to attack a fairly large city on the earth, causing heavy casualties. ”

"And our legion has been preparing for war like crazy recently, and the large army has been training from morning to evening every day, and the head of the corps has come to see our wolf's tooth tactics every day, and has asked me several times in a row how well the tactics are prepared, and I have replied that there is no problem."

"Teacher, if my guess is correct, in just these two days, I'm afraid we will go to war."

Zong Wudao raised his eyelids slightly, and then nodded: "I know the situation you said, do you think that if you learn a little martial arts, you may be able to play better on the battlefield, right?" ”

"That's what I thought." Han Lang said without concealment.

Zong Wudao sighed and said, "To be honest, you have indeed reached the time when it is time to learn martial arts, not to mention this battle, you will also have to go to the final stage of the stress test in two months, and you will need martial arts at that time." ”

"But you have to know that you are not at all different from others, it may be beneficial for others to learn martial arts, and you, if you don't get it right, it is harmful, after all, your superpowers and combat characteristics are too special, you must be cautious and cautious when choosing a martial art."

"As for the battle you are going to participate in, don't worry, your body is now harder than anyone else, your toxin resistance is stronger than anyone else, your superpowers are unique, these three are your foundation, if on this basis, you can exert your true fighting spirit, can be good at using the characteristics of the Forty-Six, you are already an excellent fighter."

Han Lang thought for a while, nodded and said, "I understand, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, instead of cramming temporarily, it's better to make good use of what I have now." ”

After training, Han Lang also had to take his comrades from the genius camp to practice wolf tooth tactics together, Han Lang saw that the time was almost the same, so he said goodbye to Zong Wudao, turned around and left his special training room and went to the hall.

I saw that the team members had arrived, all around the big screen, looking intently, An Beibei was anxiously dialing the phone at the other end of the hall.

"Let's go, here we go!" Han Lang waved his arms and shouted.

It's strange that I didn't pay attention to him, and everyone usually trains very actively.

Chenzhong turned his head and said in a suppressed voice, "Wait a minute, Sydney has been attacked." ”

The cold was suddenly startled, and quickly came to the big screen, only to see that the picture was the famous Sydney Opera House, and now this landmark building has turned into a sea of fire, and the shell-shaped hall has completely collapsed.

The camera gradually zoomed into the distance, and the huge city was in shambles, with countless fires and countless wailing sounds.

On the side of the broken street, a broken street lamp pressed against the back of a mother who curled up and protected her young son under her, and the little one cried but could not wake up the sleeping mother.

A skyscraper fell, and a slender arm poked out of the rubble, apparently belonging to a young woman, pointing to the sky, the voice of the cry for help became weaker and weaker, and there were many buried lives under the rubble, and they lost consciousness before they could even make a shout.

The helicopter camera kept switching to the tragedy of the aftermath of the Sydney City Disaster, there was no sound, and the live TV broadcast was awkwardly silent, and perhaps even the broadcaster didn't know what to say at this moment.

Amber was still on the phone, but unfortunately there was always a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

Chen Zhong sighed lightly, lowered his voice and said to Han Lang: "Her family is in Sydney. ”

Han Lang didn't speak, and everyone didn't speak.

Suddenly, the always cheerful Amber broke out in silence, and she slammed the phone in her hand against the wall, smashed it to pieces, and slammed her fist against the alloy wall, punch after punch.

Oh~

It was hard to imagine that from the throat of such a beautiful girl was a wail like a beast, and Amber rushed out of the hall and into the courtyard, and in front of the stars, she finally cried, and cried to the marrow.

"I'll go see her, and you can continue training." Szynberg stood up and said.

"At this juncture, who still has the heart to train." Chen Zhong patted his head with his big hand and said with red eyes.

Simberg's figure suddenly stopped, he didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "I shouldn't have said it, but my cousin, who works on the Atlantic, told me that they were required to complete the first level of maintenance of the whole ship by tonight at the latest. ”

"Han Lang, I think you guessed it right, tonight should be the last joint practice before we set off, so it's very important."