Chapter 59: Special Training
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After successfully passing the assessment, he was directly promoted to the rank of second-level hunter, and the badge was deposited with 1000 meritorious deeds.
After going through the list of items, he found that there were hundreds of items that could be exchanged for them, ranging from a wide variety of weapon casting materials, including precious materials such as Star Iron and Mithril, to a wide range of alchemical potions, such as Qinghua Ointment, which can quickly stop bleeding and heal muscles;
From the hidden swordsmanship that is not circulating in the public range, to the dazzling breathing method, there are all kinds of things, and there are countless exchangeable items that are not on the list, and the minimum number of merits consumed is ten merits, to thousands of merits, all of which are only items within the authority of second-level hunters.
I can't help but sigh at the depth of the Hunter Guild's heritage.
The only regret is that he didn't find any willpower-honing potions or related materials such as hallucinogenic potions.
Although he learned from Rodriguez that he has the qualifications of a wizard, and there are also wizards' meditation practices in the guild, there is no free lunch in the world, and the guild requires that after reaching the three-star hunter, it can only be exchanged for a lot of merits.
When Rodin joined the guild, he did not hand in all the knowledge in his mind as Rodriguez expected, but cherished himself, intending to give out a small portion of it every once in a while in exchange for enough merit.
After exchanging 1,000 merits for the materials needed for special training, Rodin did not rush to accept the entrusted task, but first called Fletcher back to the station.
It was time to test the effect of the special training, and Rodin felt a rush of blood in his heart.
At five o'clock in the morning of the second day after the assessment, the sky was pale and gray, Rodin woke up Fletcher, and in his reluctant gaze, handed over the twenty-kilogram backpack that had been prepared a long time ago, and let him carry it firmly on his body, Fletcher suddenly asked nervously: "Rodin, what are we going to do here, it's not dawn yet, do you want to let me sleep for a while?"
He smiled darkly, "Didn't we already say that once you join the Hunter Guild, you will immediately follow me for special training." Do you want to go back?"
Walking out of the room, blown by the cool breeze, Fletcher instantly sobered up a lot, and quickly explained: "No, I, how dare you? It's just that I didn't expect you to be so efficient and resolute, and you didn't tell me in advance." β
After that, he honestly followed Rodin and began to run without delay.
"Isn't it just running with weights?"
Twenty kilograms was not a lot for Fletcher, who had been trained regularly, but he probably couldn't laugh if he knew the target distance that Rodin had set.
Rodin set the goal for the two of them to jog 20 kilometers with weights, just one lap around the entire lower town.
Not to mention that the weight far exceeds that of the earth's special forces, just this distance is unbearable for ordinary people.
The backpack he was carrying was stuffed and swollen to the point of bursting, and it contained the high-density ore that had just been exchanged from the guild yesterday, and weighed five times as much as Fletcher, reaching a hundred kilograms.
I still vividly remember the way the front desk stared at him as if he were staring at him.
Even with his inhuman physique, it was still a huge burden, after all, it weighed more than his own weight.
Soon, Fletcher overtook Rodin with ease, taking the lead, looking back defiantly from time to time, while Rodin followed with a tight control of the pace of his breathing.
The two-hundred-pound backpack, once moved, began to shake uncontrollably from side to side, he gritted his teeth, and endured the crisp sound of his bones from time to time, and in just five kilometers, his breathing became heavier, and his forehead was sweaty.
And Fletcher was no longer as relaxed as he had been, his fat face glowing red, and he stubbornly ran ahead.
After another five kilometers, he was drenched in sweat and panting, and a bewitching voice in his heart was constantly weakening his patience and perseverance.
"Stop, take a break, just a minute. Gradually, his steps became heavy and his figure slowed.
And Rodin had already run to the same position as him, his only remaining left eye was wide and angry, staring intently ahead, his skeleton creaking and creaking, as if it was about to fall apart at any time, and there was only one belief in his heart, so that he could firmly control the rhythm of his breathing, and he must not be disordered.
By three-quarters of the way through the two, Rodin was already about ten meters ahead of Fletcher. The two of them had degenerated from jogging to sprinting, their chests heaving violently, their chests as if they were stuffed with gunpowder, hot and hot, and their throats became dry and hoarse and about to crack.
The last two kilometers, the Devil's Zone.
Fletcher was exhausted and collapsed to the ground, blisters of blood under his feet, his chest heaving violently like a broken bellows.
"I really can't hold on, give up, my body won't be able to stand it if I go down any longer!" Once this thought arises, it is immediately like a maggot on the tarsal bone, which is difficult to dispel, and his body and spirit become heavier and heavier.
However, at the end of his sight, there was a figure lying on the ground like him, but that figure did not give up, did not languish like him, but stubbornly used its limbs to grasp the ground, slowly and firmly crawling towards the end.
An hour had passed since their departure, and a striking white bloomed on the horizon, and pedestrians passed by them, sometimes casting shocked and curious glances.
Some people will even stop by and kindly ask if they need help.
Rodin didn't speak, he saved every penny of his physical strength just to reach the finish line.
The joints of his body were extremely sore, and his feet were as heavy as lead, as if they no longer belonged to him.
A pair of palms burst out of countless blood blisters in the constant friction with the ground, and blood was dripping.
Every inch of movement creates pain that soaks into the bone marrow all over the body.
And at this moment, as he expected, the Long Yuan Law automatically operated at a high speed in his body, and his breath flowed through his limbs and hundreds of remains, bringing a warm coolness and moistening his body.
In such a state of exhaustion of physical strength and the end of the road, a fire ignited in his heart, and the more it burned, the more vigorous it became, and the end was close at hand, and nothing could stop it.
The mind began to empty, eliminating superfluous distractions, and all the spirit and energy were locked in front of me.
Not far behind him, Fletcher let out a frenzied shout.
The whole person suddenly began to crawl rapidly as if he had taken a stimulant, the soreness and pain all over his body, and the weak thoughts in his mind were all left behind, leaving only the figure at the end of the line of sight, and the sudden burst of belief: "Keep up with him, you must not give up!"
Sometimes the power of example is enormous.
Rodin was the first to climb to the terminal, leaning against Eldon's tall faΓ§ade and staring at Fletcher, who was using his hands and feet in the distance.
At this moment, Fletcher's body was unloaded with his previous youthfulness, his facial features gathered hideously, his potential and fortitude were tapped, and he grew without pain.
One meter, one meter, two hours before the departure, Fletcher also reached the finish line, frantically unloaded the weight behind his back, climbed to Rodin's side, and collapsed on his back on the cold ground, lazily in a large shape.
He turned his face and smiled tiredly and joyfully, "I'm so tired, I feel like I can fall asleep with my eyes closed." But I did, and I didn't disappoint you!"
"It turns out that breaking the limits of the body is this feeling, and what you can't do and you're about to die is all an illusion!"
Have you ever been shocked by your own potential, out of the subconscious of self-preservation, people tend to set countless limits on themselves. And then, in fact, these restrictions can all be broken. As long as your faith and perseverance are strong enough, you can make the impossible possible!"
"You did a great job this time, proving your courage and belief in challenging yourself. β
Rodin did not hesitate to praise him, "But don't be in a hurry to rest now, take advantage of this state to practice the Rock Breathing Method." β
"Uh. Fletcher couldn't help but look embarrassed, and when he reached the finish line, his body instantly relaxed, he really didn't want to move at all, and he desperately wanted to lie down comfortably to rest. However, the breathing method was quite laborious to repair, and had to be actively controlled at all times, because he did not reach the level where Rodin's breathing method was skillful and instinctive, and it worked spontaneously.
Rodin didn't rush him, just looked at him encouragingly.
In a moment, Fletcher gritted his teeth and made a decision, since he wanted to change, then change it completely!
He braced himself up, leaned against the wall, and sat cross-legged. Close your eyes, concentrate your mind, and inject your consciousness into the breath between your chest and abdomen, and gradually enter the state.
Luo Dan lay down at will, without the need for deliberate attention from his mind, and the Longyuan Law worked naturally.