As everyone squatted down again and got up, a voice sounded in Tang Junjie's heart again: "Hold on, ninety-nine, there is one more, and there is another, you can't give up." ”

Tong Lao looked at them silently, didn't make a move, just looked at Tutor Mo Lin, smiled and said a few words to Tutor Mo Lin, and then disappeared.

Tutor Mo Lin looked at the seven of them, and it was clear that this was not the first time she had seen a Tong Lao Training student, so she knew what he was going to do next.

The hundredth squatted up, and when they squatted down, the seven people roared in unison: "Ah!"

When the seven of them struggled to stand up, the spiritual power of the ice element in Mo Lin's Mentor Jade hand shot into the waterfall, and the waterfall stopped instantly, and everyone threw down the tree trunk and fell into the water tank.

Mentor Mo Lin looked at the exhausted seven people, lying in the water, unwilling to move every part of their bodies.

Tutor Mo Lin surprisingly didn't use such a cold tone, but there was still a hint of coldness in his tone, but the cold tone was mixed with this trace of tenderness and said: "Take a break for a cup of tea, don't meditate, and stop resting if you find anything." ”

In fact, there is no need for Master Mo Lin to say that you can't meditate, even if you can, I'm afraid that no one will meditate, and the tired body can't sit down for a long time, so you can still meditate.

Lying on the water one by one, they didn't even want to climb onto the shore to rest, they were too tired.

Mentor Mo Lin had been waiting quietly, the air was deadly silent, there was not a bit of noise, only seven greedy breaths.

Tutor Mo Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and as soon as his jade hand floated to the surface, the water surface immediately froze, freezing Liu Ke'er and the seven of them in the river.

Instructor Mo Lin said: "Now you are facing the limit of breathing, and cold training, you are all martial artists, your body is stronger than ordinary people in all aspects, and you have spiritual power, so you wait for the sunrise tomorrow, and the first day of the training week will be over." If you can't help it, then I'm sorry, any training you did before, your year in the Anti-God Pavilion, all in vain, the former glory of the Anti-God Pavilion, the glory of the first school, is in your hands. ”

After speaking, Tutor Mo Lin disappeared, Liu Keer and several people were frozen in the water, the biting chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and the body temperature dropped rapidly, Liu Keer felt a little dizzy, and her consciousness was getting worse and worse, but she could clearly feel the cold. The kind of cold that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The temperature of their bodies dropped rapidly, and in the theoretical class they had taken in the Reverse God Pavilion before, the tutor had told them that if they met a martial artist of the ice element, don't let him freeze himself, if the ice is frozen, you will no longer have room to fight back.

The normal body temperature of ordinary people is thirty-seven degrees, and martial artists are also people, and ordinary people have the same internal organs, and they all have their own body temperature, if the body temperature is too high, too low is an indication of a problem in the body.

Covering may be better than ordinary people, but a warrior is a human after all, when a warrior cannot use spiritual power, his body temperature drops to twenty-three degrees, and his limbs will be weak, his mind will be dizzy, and he will be unable to concentrate, and when his body temperature is lower than sixteen degrees, he will hallucinate, and gradually lose consciousness of the outside world.

If the martial artist's own body temperature reaches ten degrees, even if he has spiritual power to protect and nourish the five internal organs, body meridians, and blood, then he will begin to wander on the edge of life and death. At that time, spiritual power could no longer play a big role.

The temperature of oneself is not the outside temperature, the outside temperature is very cold, you can protect the body with spiritual power, or add more clothes, you can resist the cold of the outside world, but your own temperature is different, no matter how many clothes you add, you must overcome it yourself.

Liu Ke'er had begun to faint a little at this time, which already represented the alarm issued by some of his organs.

Liu Ke'er hurriedly used spiritual power to warm herself, she knew in her heart that now was not the time to feel distressed about spiritual power, if she was unconscious, then it was no different from waiting for death.

Suzi's body was so hot at this time that the frozen ice surface melted a little, and Suzi's face was pale, curled up in a ball and shivering.

Suko knew his current state, this was the devastation of his body after exertion, coupled with such a cold chill, his body had been out of balance.

The fever of the body is one's own self-protection, and if this situation occurs, that is, if you don't save yourself, then wait for death completely.

Suzi hurriedly used his spiritual power to begin to regulate himself.

Li Hui had already begun to use spiritual power to keep himself warm when he curled up his body.

Mantai is better than Liu Ke'er, Suzi, and Li Hui, and now he has not used spiritual power, and still relies on himself to resist the cold, Mantai's physique is strong, and the physical advantage of defensive warriors is now apparent.

Li Huang is okay now, just curling up this body, trying not to let his own temperature speed up the loss.

Next is Tanuki Mei'er, who has already had antibodies under the training of Tong Lao, and she is better.

To say that the best is actually the most tired Tang Junjie, because he stayed under the waterfall longer than them, so he had some adaptation, wet and cold, so now the most relaxed is Tang Junjie.

If anyone came here they would be frightened, seven people were frozen in the water and motionless, as if they were dead.

Mu Mo was also suffering from extraordinary torment at this time.

Tong Lao saw Mu Mo's training at this time, and instantly felt that his training method was already gentle.

Mu Mo's cultivation was sealed by Dean Guxi at this time, and Dean Guxi manipulated these dozen long swords to crisscross back and forth in the air.

Mu Mo, who has no spiritual power, can only rely on the reaction of his body to avoid the attack of the long sword, and Dean Guxi has no mercy, and the sword is facing Mu Mo's vital point.

Tong Lao looked at the scars on Mu Mo's body that had been stabbed by the sword at this time.

Dean Guxi didn't seem to see Mu Mo's injury, and concentrated on controlling the flying sword.

Mu Mo didn't pay attention, the long sword attacked again and broke the arm, blood flew out, Mu Mo was still a child after all, he covered this arm and glanced at Dean Guxi, but Dean Guxi, as if he was unheard, was another sword, Mu Mo hurriedly jumped up and dodged the long sword that was going straight through his brain.

The time of a stick of incense passed, but Dean Guxi did not have the slightest desire to stop, and continued to manipulate the flying sword, Tong Lao could already see that Mu Mo was exhausted at this time, and even a jump would consume the strength of his whole body. If Dean Guxi continues to persevere, then it is very likely to cause Mu Mo to be injured.

Just when Tong Lao was still imagining, Mu Mo was cut in the calf by the long sword because he didn't jump in time.

Blood flowed straight out. Dean Guxi stopped controlling the flying sword, but progressed towards Mu Mo, picked up a long sword on the ground, raised Mu Mo's arm, and directly drew a long crack on Mu Mo's arm, blood flowed out, and Dean Guxi used spiritual power to make Mu Mo's blood not drip on the ground, but float in the air.

Dean Guxi saw that there was a lot of blood, so he directly dragged up the blood and said, "Drink it." ”

Mu Mo frowned, and Dean Guxi said, "This will be your food in the future." When you get to that place and become the second year of the Rebellion Pavilion, you will face death and cruelty. Drinking blood is a trivial matter. ”

Mu Mo didn't move.

Dean Gu Xi's eyes were cold, and he scolded coldly: "Drink it." ”

Mu Mo still didn't move, Dean Guxi directly pried open Mu Mo's mouth with his hand, and poured the blood directly into Mu Mo's air.

The smell of blood in his mouth made Mu Mo sick to his stomach. wanted to vomit, but Dean Guxi still held Mu Mo's mouth, so that Mu Mo couldn't vomit.

The air was also filled with the smell of blood, and Dean Guxi let go of Mu Mo and said, "Your blood will attract many demon beasts, and tonight's task is to survive." ”