Chapter 3 Fighter Training Camp

"Push harder, harder!"

"This bit of training can't hold up, how can you survive in the future god wars. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"You can't stand this bit of suffering, how can you become the god fighter of the Goddess of Dawn. ā€

In the training ground, half-grown children, sweating like rain under the scorching sun, carried out primitive training, some held boulders up and down squats, some tied horses, and some kept waving their fists forward.

At a cursory glance, there were about 1,000 teenagers in the field, and in addition to those who were training according to the instructors, there were more than a dozen teenagers sitting cross-legged on boulders to practice.

These teenagers are undoubtedly talented people in the training ground, and one by one, in less than a year, they have practiced their fighting spirit and become bronze fighters. These people are also the envy of others. Many teenagers who were undergoing basic training looked at them with envy and jealousy.

Lin Feng was also a member of the cultivation of sitting on the boulder, and it was precisely because he became a bronze fighter that he was calculated by several other teenagers. Otherwise, who will be idle and idle to calculate a person who has no conflict of interest.

On this Aquarius Island, there are nearly 100,000 teenagers. They come from all over the world, and they all come with the dream of becoming god fighters.

But the number of God Fighters is only that, so in order to increase their chances of becoming God Fighters and reduce competition, how can these teenagers get along with each other in peace and friendship. I wish everyone else was dead, and I was the only one left.

Even if there are nearly 1,000 teenagers, there may not be a successful one. But among these people, intrigue and calculation are still indispensable.

The candidates for the 100,000 God Fighters of Aquarius Island are divided into 100 groups and train for them for five years, and after five years, the strongest will be selected to serve as the new God Fighters of the Aquarius Palace.

For the rest of the people, the strong ones will be assigned to the Holy See Knights, while the weak ones can only be sent to the lowest level and become the lowest members of the Holy See.

In five years, cultivating the strongest person from 100,000 teenagers sounds ridiculous. In such a short period of time, how strong can the cultivated strong people be.

Think of the wizarding universe, being able to become an official wizard in five years can already be called a genius. But the official wizard can be said to be only the lowest level of the wizarding world, how can he be called a strong person.

But according to past experience, in the Holy See training camp, after five years of training, the weakest is also a bronze fighter, and the strongest even has a golden fighter.

It may sound incredible, but if you know about the training programs in the bootcamp, you probably won't think so.

"It's a training method that completely overdraws vitality and potential!"

This is Lin Feng's summary of his training method, this kind of high-intensity training method not only overdraws the potential of the teenager, but even leaves a lot of dark wounds.

It was hard for him to imagine that a golden fighter was only at the peak of several decades, and his average age was only one hundred and ten years old. This made him feel very incredible, after all, whether it was the wizard universe or the desolate world, the powerhouses of this realm could survive for at least four or five hundred years, or even a thousand years old.

"Could it be the rules of this universe?"

Lin Feng thought with some skepticism, to be honest, whether it was the speed of his strength improvement or the hundred-year lifespan, it made him feel very incomprehensible.

Sitting cross-legged on a boulder, Lin Feng was constantly familiar with this new body, and according to the Dou Qi Secret Book of his current cultivation, he wanted to deduce new exercises.

Although this time, he was just a little true spirit, and he didn't carry a divine soul or physical body, so he couldn't quickly improve his strength, but the true spirit that belonged to the Mixed Yuan Realm could definitely help him rise as soon as possible.

It's not that he doesn't want to carry a divine soul or essence blood to reincarnate, but because the rules of this unknown universe are too strict, and any bit of outsider's breath may be perceived. Therefore, in order to be able to conceal the past, he only threw a little true spirit into it.

Bronze Fighter, this stage is mainly to strengthen the fighting qi in the body, and there are at least ten thousand ways in his memory to be able to quickly achieve this purpose.

However, no matter which method it is, at the initial stage of this cultivation, it is inseparable from the supply of resources, and in this training camp, it is good to barely eat enough, and it is simply impossible to want all kinds of cultivation resources. Unless you can enter the eyes of the higher echelons of the Holy See and get focused training.

"It seems that we can only go hunting!"

Lin Feng thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go hunting outside the training camp.

On this Aquarius Island, except for a hundred training camps, which belong to the safe zone, the rest of the places have been put into many beasts and monsters by the Holy See.

The main purpose of this act is to increase the combat experience of these reserve fighters. Only simple food is provided in the training camp, and if you want to eat better, you can only go hunting yourself.

Simple food, really very simple, black bread with water, at most a little salt for you.

This is relatively good food for the children of the ordinary poor, but for those children with better living conditions, it is a terrible thing. Many teenagers, before they became bronze fighters, went out to hunt and directly became the belly of the beasts.

I really thought that the Holy See would catch some rabbits to stock, the beasts outside, the wolves, tigers and leopards are all low-level, most of them are some magical beasts, and they are not at all provoked by a young man with a little training.

The instructors in the training camp directly watched the situation coldly. They only care about the safety of the training camp, and as for the other than the training camp, then life and death do not matter.

This also led to the fact that in the initial stage, after the death of a few unlucky eggs, these nearly a thousand teenagers had not yet stepped out of the training camp, and more than a dozen bronze fighters, including Lin Feng.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt a malicious gaze looking at him, turned his head to look over, only to find a fair-skinned teenager looking at him with a vicious face.

"Timoniel!"

After comparing his memory, Lin Feng immediately recognized this young man, the son of a nobleman. is also the first boy in this group to become a bronze fighter.

The children of the poor are in charge of the house early, and the children of the nobility are early in development.

This aristocratic boy obviously received the cultivation of the family very early, and among these teenagers, he is more scheming and vicious.

After becoming the first bronze fighter, he directly subdued other teenagers who performed well and became the leader among teenagers. After the rest of the teenagers break through, they will be coerced and lured by him, either surrendering or getting rid of them directly.

Lin Feng's predecessor, precisely because he refused his solicitation, was calculated, and was secretly handed down in a sparring exercise, and his life was whimpered.

"Idiot!"

Lin Feng said silently, then ignored the other party's eyes that wanted to breathe fire, and turned his head away from paying attention. The ant-like existence is not worth his attention at all, even though this guy has been labeled a dead man by him.

"Taking your body and helping you take revenge is also considered to be the end of cause and effect. ā€

Lin Feng secretly said in his heart, he wouldn't admit that he wanted to kill that guy because he was unhappy with the other party.

The small movements of the two were all watched by the instructors of the training camp, but they didn't pay attention to them at all. These instructors can be said to be members of the Knights of the Holy See after retiring, and they have seen too many scenes of life and death, and they don't care about trivial things at all.