With a bang, the door of the bedroom was kicked open again, and Long Hai walked in with a frown, and asked coldly, "Who is screaming?"

Chen Lei struggled and ran towards Long Hai, like a frightened little beast.

Disgust flashed across Long Hai's face, and he whipped him to the ground with a fierce whip, and scolded: "Waste!" before turning Chen Lei over with his toes.

Chen Lei's clothes were already crumpled and sparse, and there was no damage to his head and face, but the purple-black pinch marks on his throat were obviously abnormal.

Long Hai was not interested in looking any further, raised his voice, and asked, "Who did it?"

Chiya sat up from the bed and said calmly, "It's me." ”

Long Hai narrowed his eyes, looked up and down for a while, and said, "Okay, boy, you have a kind! Come! Take him out of the city, give him ten lashes, and hang him until tomorrow morning!"

Qianye didn't resist and struggle, nor was she afraid, so she followed the guards out of the city.

It didn't take long for the familiar sound of the children's whipping outside the window to hear the sound of the children's leather whipping. The sound of each whipping stirred up dark memories in their hearts, and many of the children's faces became unnatural.

But outside the window there was only the sound of whipping, but not the sound of a thousand nights.

There were no screams, no moans, not even muffled grunts, as if the guards had smoked just a piece of wood.

Long Hai had already left, but Chen Lei suddenly collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up. The whip Chen Lei received just now was not light, and the injury was even worse, and it didn't take a month to heal.

The eyes of the children around him were already full of sarcasm and disdain. Now everyone can see that the somewhat thin Qianye is the real ruthless. Chen Lei wanted to Liwei, but unfortunately he chose the wrong object, and he was very wrong.

"Sleep well!" said the child who ranked first in the class.

The next morning, when Qianye, who had been hanging all night, was put down, she was so weak that she could barely stand. But he staggered to keep up with the morning jog. Although the other children could only move one lap of the time for three laps, he finally completed all the training tasks, but took up most of the rest of the breakfast time.

By the time she fell asleep at night, Senye had only completed half of the scheduled training volume for the whole day, and her results would undoubtedly be at the bottom. But the whole dormitory seemed to have suddenly forgotten about it, and no one mentioned a word.

In the past, any child who was beaten ten times had to stay in bed honestly for the next few days, and no one would play with his life like Qianye. Every time you move, you will pull the whip marks and cause severe pain. Therefore, in the past, children who received ten lashes would give up, and they would not even have a little bit of training, let alone half of it.

It was late at night, and the children were going to bed one after another.

Chen Lei suddenly knelt in front of Qianye with a thud, hugged Qianye's thigh, and began to cry and beg for mercy.

Qianye glanced at Chen Lei, then slowly but firmly pushed him away, climbed into his bed, and fell asleep.

All the children slept, except for Chen Lei. He stood on the ground, his fists clenched and released, his face full of struggle.

Qianye was whipped, and Chen Lei also suffered internal injuries. Although it was easiest to kill Qianye at this time, what Chen Lei was afraid of was the punishment after he succeeded. However, perhaps there is another fear in his heart that he doesn't want to admit, has he been able to fight the thousand nights in his current state?

This week, Qianye's training performance unsurprisingly fell out of the top half. But on the way to the cultivation room, the number one kid in the class suddenly walked up to Qianye and handed over a piece of 'Zhu Yan Blood'.

"I have four pieces of this thing, and it doesn't work that much. He said.

As the number one on the achievement list, this child has always had extra privileges.

Qianye looked at him in surprise, thought about it, and took it generously, then stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Qianye." ”

The boy smiled: "My name is Song Zining." ”

The two children shook hands and got to know each other anew. Although they had known each other's names for a long time.

This week, Song Zining will give Qianye a piece of 'Zhu Yan Blood' every day, until Qianye returns to the top half of the list on the weekend and has his own 'Zhu Yan Blood' quota.

In addition, Song Zining and Qianye didn't communicate much, and they didn't even say a few words.

In the tenth month, Thousand Nights finally cultivated three rounds of Force Tides and began to attack the node barrier with all his might. And two months ago, Song Zining had already ignited the Force node.

At this time, Qianye discovered that when the Force tide was superimposed on the three rounds, the force of the shock was already twice as strong as the first round, and each wave bounced back to cause severe pain in the body. If this trend continues, it is estimated that by the tenth round of the Force tide, the pain will become similar to the whipping. By that time, I don't know how many people would be able to hold on.

It's no wonder that there are very few who can refine the skills of military warfare to a high level. Not only is it because it hurts oneself, but the pain in the process of cultivation is not something that anyone can bear. And for Thousand Nights, there was an extra layer of trouble, every time the Force waves crossed her chest, the old wound would ache faintly.

At the age of eleven months, Thousand Nights finally broke through the barrier!

When the barrier shattered, his Force poured into the node like a tide, and the node also seemed to have a suction, absorbing the surrounding Force like a whale, and the Force increase rate was directly doubled compared to before.

When the Force converges to the extreme, a little light appears in the depths of the node, jumping like a candle flame in the wind. This is the sign that the Force Node is ignited.

Now Qianye has finally stepped into the ranks of first-class soldiers, and has been different from civilians since then.

After the instructors confirmed that Thousand Nights' Force Node had been ignited, Thousand Nights' rations were one more item. This dark brown pill is said to be very good for repairing internal organs, and it is an auxiliary medicine for cultivating the art of war.

In the following month, Qianye slowed down the progress of cultivation according to the requirements, controlled the flow of the Force tide, and repeatedly washed and warmed the nodes, refining thousands of times, making the fusion of the internal and external forces more natural and complete.

However, his Force is still increasing rapidly, and as the Force grows, Senya's physical fitness has also improved significantly. Although he was only a child under the age of ten, he was able to lift a weight of fifty kilograms with one hand.

After a thousand nights, children ignited nodes one after another. By the one-year time limit set by Zhang Jing, most of the remaining 60 or so children in the class had ignited the Force node, but there were also three children who did not succeed. After the acceptance exam, Qianye never saw them again.

And just like that, the second year of the training camp passed imperceptibly. Qianye's class made up another hundred people.

In the third year, Qianye will be ten years old.

From this year, he will officially hit the second Force node, which is also the node on his chest. This node is very important among the nine Force nodes, second only to the forehead node in importance. In many exercises, it is called the Qi Sea, which directly determines the depth of the Force that a person will be able to cultivate in the future.

After completing the warming process of the first node, Qianye calmed down and officially began to impact the second Force node.

The surging Force gradually turned into a wave, rushing towards the node in front of the chest. But just as the surging Force passed through the wound area, an indescribable severe pain suddenly struck!

This kind of severe pain is completely beyond the scope of human beings! Qianye screamed, fell directly to the ground, kept twitching, blood foamed from the corners of his mouth, and he had fainted in the blink of an eye.

When the guards heard the shout, they immediately rushed into Qianye's cultivation room, and were also stunned when they saw his strange appearance, and then quickly took Qianye away.

A moment later, in the same room where the biological structure class was usually held, Chiya was naked and lying on a metal teaching table. There were no redundant infirmaries or anything like that in the training camp.

Only Zhang Jing and Long Hai were present, and the shadow was left outside to stop the others.

In front of the teaching table, Shen Tu's movements were not hurried, just like he usually did in class, using various tools to open three very small holes in the scar on Qianye's chest.

After a few moments, the old man stopped, and then slowly and methodically put all the tools in order. He didn't look at Qianye, who was still asleep, but set his eyes on Zhang Jing and Long Hai, "You have been his instructor for so long, you won't fail to see it......"

Long Hai's face became a little unnatural.

Zhang Jing suddenly smiled charmingly, and said nonchalantly, "Isn't it the Force Plunder?"

Long Hai's face became even more ugly, and the corners of Shen Tu's mouth twitched a few times. In fact, Zhang Jing's smile was also a little unnatural.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and a man strode in, saying, "That's right, it's Force Plunder." The shadow followed him.

A few people looked back in surprise, and they were even more surprised when they saw who was coming.

"Director Sun!"

It was a middle-aged man who came in, slightly short in stature, and very stocky. He has a plain face with Chinese characters, and his facial features are extremely ordinary, and at first glance there is nothing that can be remembered. This is Sun Ni, the director of the training camp, wearing an old military uniform that has been washed and faded, and there is no military rank on it.

Sun Ni walked in front of Qianye, stretched out his hand to caress the scar on his chest, his hand was full of force brilliance, and after a while, he withdrew his hand and sighed: "Sure enough! This child is really a pity." ”

Zhang Jing sensitively noticed something: "This is the person sent by Lin Shuai, is there a problem?"

"What do you say?" Sun Ni asked lightly.

Long Hai was the original handover, and first said: "Although the person was sent by Lin Shuai, he didn't make a special explanation, and he didn't even say that he wanted to save his life." I heard that he was just an orphan picked up by Lin Shuai on a whim. If there's anything wrong with his origins......"

Shen Tu's hoarse voice deepened, and there was a feeling of gloom and compassion: "Those who have the ability to do this kind of thing are none other than those families, but how can those people stay alive? It's a little weird. ”

Sun Ni smiled meaningfully and said slowly: "I know this news, in fact, other people also know it." In other words, everyone who should know the Tao already knows the Tao. ”