Chapter Seventy-Nine: Cultivation
Chanda Orphan Camp
With the passage of time and the substantial progress of training, all the teenagers have the qualifications to use wooden swords to fight at this time, although even the cruel instructors of the orphan camp will not let them catch each other and fight in the real sense until they have exercised enough protective instincts, but the high-intensity and long-term slashing training of the basic movements of cultivation also means that the multiple of hard and difficult Cheng Dรน has increased.
After almost all the teenagers had gone through the physical training in the morning, they were holding wooden swords at this time, and they were slashed and reprimanded by the instructor on one side. There was only one person, holding a wooden sword in both hands, slashing and slashing, every slashing action was standard and precise and with all his might, for other children, most of the instructors of the orphanage camp beat and scolded to erase their inertia and strengthen their training. Only for Ino. Afar, the instructors have to stop his madness at the right time, and prevent him from completely training his body.
During this period of time, almost everyone was terrified by his almost crazy cultivation enthusiasm. There are a few people in the entire orphanage camp who are extremely hardworking because of the blood feud of war, and they are far less devoted than this Ino, as if there is a bloodthirsty beast chasing him all the time, and he will not ignore it for a moment.
The whole body was paralyzed, but the arms wielding the wooden sword with high intensity had some warm feelings, although he had been judged by Instructor Kai that he was not suitable for military swordsmanship, but in the long-term unremitting crazy efforts, Zhu Peng could still feel his progress in swordsmanship bit by bit, and the enhancement of his physique and even mental will.
This is the most terrifying thing about orthodox military swordsmanship. Maybe it's slow, maybe it's not powerful, maybe it's simple and boring. But it is a real pure martial art, and it will inevitably give you a point of improvement if you pay ten points of sweat, and it is far farther and wider than any tricky, so-called "high-level" court aristocratic swordsmanship...... Of course, for the average person in Calradia who has only been exercising for about ten years. Military swordsmanship may be far less practical than the swordsmanship of the court nobles, but for Zhu Peng, who has a focus on a hundred years, the evil path is further advanced. After all, it is an evil way, and if you cultivate today and laugh for a while, you will fall into an insurmountable bottleneck in the future, and you may have to cry for a lifetime at that time.
Because of this spiritual philosophy. So. Even if Zhu Peng cultivated the Ghost Dao Evil Technique, he pinned it on the Outer Erysipelas Dragon, and what he himself painstakingly cultivated was always the Purple Night Pure Yang Tribulation that had accumulated steadily.
In the stormy weather, everyone in the orphanage camp still insisted on a high-intensity training course, and perhaps the result of this would be the death of several orphans, but neither the instructor of the orphanage camp nor the Count of Arassis would obviously care.
Teenagers running wild in the rainstorm, behind them. It was a man with a stick, and he shouted loudly, "Run! Don't stop! In this difficult world. If you want to survive, you must have a steely body, even if it is cold and painful, you must have the consciousness to persevere until death! โ๏ผ
"People like those who retreat and fear cowardice in pain, and those who are afraid of death, cannot survive in this cruel world!"
"You have to pursue your own future, you have to become a powerful knight like Instructor Kai, and from now on, you must face the world with a desperate attitude!" A younger, weaker boy fell to the ground, his calves purple from the cold, and his whole body curled up and convulsed in the cold rain.
The man with the stick immediately pounced on it, whipped it without the slightest hesitation, and said coldly: "Since you have not been able to be a nobleman, you must always face the consciousness of death in this cruel and crazy world, and get up!" Keep running! The wooden stick was mercilessly whipped on the back, bringing severe pain, but this kind of training was too cruel for the teenager who had not yet fully grown up, not to mention that the child, even the teenager who insisted on running in front of him, also fell down one after another, and the instructor didn't care about the one on the ground, and beat it one by one, scolding loudly.
Even Zhu Peng, whose nutritional conditions, living conditions, and even physical potential are far better than those of other orphans, and his physique is therefore stronger, also suffered from thigh cramps and paralysis during the run, fell into the muddy water, and his lungs were wheezing violently like burning. He gritted his teeth and braced himself so hard that even as the muscles of his body wailed at him, he tried to get up, but he fell stiffly back to the ground, covered in filthy muddy water.
The instructor with the stick whipped all the way from the back to the front, and he did not show the slightest mercy because of Zhu Peng's identity, and even beat more fiercely, more ruthlessly, and harder.
He roared like a beast: "As an identity that has lost his home, lost his homeland, and has been displaced from place to place. As an orphan who doesn't even have relatives except himself, with such an identity, what qualifications do you have to lie on the ground and not stand up?! You've lost a qiฤ, and only your body can rely on, so try your best to hone it with the courage to stand up even if you die. Stand up for me! โ
The instructor had also been in the training camp for many years, and he knew exactly what kind of vicious words could stab the hearts of these children to the maximum, and listening to his roar, many teenagers who had already been unable to move, out of nowhere, trembled, as if they had been greatly stimulated, and struggled to get up. It's just that before they could get up, a black boy in front of them, who had been leading, had already roared with red eyes, rushed up from the ground regardless of it, and ran frantically into the distance.
Looking at the back of Eno in the distance, the instructor with a wooden stick was also puzzled. "How can this kid be more like an orphan than this group of lazy people in front of him? What I just said seemed to stimulate him a lot, aren't his parents alive, and I heard that there are eight older brothers. โ
Not only did the instructor mumble in his heart, but many of the orphans in the orphanage camp were also amazed by Ino's madness. "It's worthy of eating beef and potatoes all day long, grunt. The food is better than ours, and the body is better than us. At the beginning, they didn't think about overwhelming or even bullying this peer whose family background was far better than them, but Zhu Peng's desperate strength that seemed to have a mad dog chasing and biting at any time behind him was really not comparable to normal people, since he really couldn't fight, then look for external factors, not to prove anything, just to comfort his injured heart.
The torrential rain in the wind was like a waterfall, and the black-eyed young man ran like a wounded beast, and there seemed to be a burst of rebuke from the instructor in his ears, and he raised his head, and the heavy rain poured on his face, but why was there always a warm feeling sliding down his cheeks?
"In this world, others are useless, what you can rely on, what you can trust, is just yourself."
"Ah......" The sorrow of looking up to the sky and howling is just a memory of the past, but who can I say it to today? It's not that I don't want to speak, it's just that I have lived like a beast since I was a child, and some people have long forgotten how to communicate.
On this day, the silent mountain giant ape bloodline in Zhu Peng's body began to rotate and revive again, faintly stimulating the young body and activating the deepest potential, this change is like the general trend of the world, unstoppable and irreversible. (To be continued!)
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