Inside the practice grounds.

"Sister, I just finished eating, can't I rest for a while?"

Boss Zhang Peng said unhappily.

"Your current level can't take the initiative to absorb the source power, the source power in the red dog meat you just ate, if you don't exercise now, it will automatically dissipate after a while. ”

"That's a silver-level beast, and the source power contained in it is not small, don't waste it. ”

Zhang Xin'er rarely explained.

Yuan Bei, who was following behind, was slightly stunned and a little thoughtful.

He said why he felt that his body was warm for a long time.

It turns out that it is because of the source power contained in dog meat.

Zhang Peng also explained to him for the first time when he saw Zhang Xin'er, and he also complained every day this time.

Transsexualized?

Zhang Peng's eyes immediately turned, and he had a hippie smile on his face: "Sister, this source power is not so fast......"

"Do you want to practice it yourself or do you want me to practice it for you?"

Zhang Xin'er interrupted directly and said lightly: "The non-stop hitting will also accelerate the absorption of the source force, there is not much time left for you, warm up first." ”

"Uh..."

Zhang Peng was stunned in seconds, obediently walked to the sandbag, and practiced with his fist.

Yuan Bei looked at it for a while, and his eyes lit up.

He found that Zhang Peng's way of hitting the sandbag was not the way he imagined to swing his fists, but a way of twisting his body sharply and using the strength of his waist and abdomen.

This method is definitely useless in actual combat, after all, the punch is too slow, and in professional terms, the skill "forward swing" is too long. But if it is used in exercise, it can almost train most of the muscle groups in the body.

But I looked at Zhang Peng's big waist and thick body, and then looked at myself.

Never mind.

I'll still run.

is the same as the truth that he has not been replenished for a long time, his physical fitness is too poor, and he can't take strong medicine at this time, which can easily lead to an unstable foundation, and a gentle and slow growth is what Yuan Bei should do now.

At least raise the gene value to the average first, and then think about the rest.

After collecting his thoughts and shaking his ankles, Yuan Bei then ran around the practice ground, but this time the speed was much faster, and it was almost a sprint.

The feeling of heat in his body from the hundreds of bones in his limbs made him unable to slow down at all.

After running fast for more than half an hour, Yuan Bei felt as if his body had been hollowed out at this time, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift it, but he was still moving numbly.

His speed was like a turtle now, and his legs stumbled, as if he could fall at any moment.

"It's not the limit yet!"

Gritting his teeth, Yuan Bei then raised the speed.

After running around the practice ground twice, Yuan Bei only felt that his two legs didn't seem to belong to him anymore, and countless sour and numb tastes came up, as if there was an electric current gently passing through, and it was like an ant crawling lightly on his legs.

The source power contained in the red dog meat has begun to play a role, and this sour feeling is the reaction of the source force in replenishing the cells!

There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and the air he inhaled into his lungs seemed to be burning his throat with it.

insisted on running for another lap, just after Yuan Bei felt that he had reached the limit.

Bang!

It seemed that a certain point in his body had been broken, and then, Yuan Bei felt that his body was loosened, and a trace of strength seemed to surge in his body.

Yuan Bei was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly stopped, turned to slow walking, and opened the attribute panel with a movement in his mind:

Host: Yuan Bei

Race: Terran

Gene: 41 sq (0/50)

Gene Lock: Not enabled

Skill: [Fall asleep] Bronze (16/5000)

Skill description: When the target is unprepared, it can quickly put them into a deep sleep

Experience: 0

"It's up 4 squares!"

Yuan Bei showed a look of surprise on his face, although it was still 10 square meters away from the average, but it was already unimaginable for him to achieve such an effect.

"This red dog meat really works!"

If he could eat it every day, I am afraid that in less than a month, his genetic value would reach the average level among high school students.

However, how did Yuan Bei know that Red Dog Meat was a silver-level alien beast, and it traveled in groups, even if it was a gold-level alien beast that encountered three or five alone, it would be hated.

The average beast hunting team doesn't dare to provoke at all if they don't have any strength.

And the stronger hunter team has no interest in the silver-level alien beasts.

It is because the weight in the market is very small, and it is not a question of whether you can afford it at all, but whether you can buy it or not.

"Berserkers are those who charge, not to die!"

At this time, a scolding sounded, accompanied by a muffled sound.

Then, I heard Zhang Peng cry out in pain, and his body seemed to have been swept by a giant hammer, rolling out three or four meters away like a gourd falling to the ground.

Yuan Bei looked over, and Zhang Xin'er had just withdrawn her leg.

"Goodo"

Yuan Bei swallowed his saliva fiercely and looked at Zhang Peng, who had been lying on the ground for a long time before getting up.

This... Is it so ruthless?

He suddenly understood a little bit why Zhang Peng saw Zhang Xin'er like a mouse saw a cat.

"Attack me!"

Zhang Xin'er stood in place and shouted, her voice was like that of a predator, without the usual cold appearance.

Zhang Peng gritted his teeth, his chest was already a little bruised, but his body shape was still not affected, he rushed up like a giant bear, his palm was gusting, and there was a force of four or five hundred catties between his fists and feet.

His gene value has already reached hundreds, and according to his physique, it is only a few dozen points away from the opening of the gene lock.

It's violent, and it's not a showmanship at all.

Bang!

Fly upside down.

"Didn't you eat?!The chassis is too bad!"

Rush again!

Bang!

"In the team competition, the warrior is to be in front, what do you take like this?!"

"In the game, you are the weakest! Don't think about counter-killing, use your brain!"

"Except for me, there won't be any other team that will bring a person who hasn't opened the genetic lock!"

In the middle of the battle, Zhang Xin'er seemed to be a different person, and her fists and feet greeted Zhang Peng's body as if she didn't leave her hands.

The hit squeaked and screamed.

Yuan Bei's liver trembled when he saw it.

Zhang Xin'er actually has her own difficulties.

She naturally has absolute confidence in her own strength, but as she said, in this competition, the team that really has the ability to win the championship will never have a player who has not even opened the gene lock.

Gene lock on and off.

The difference in strength is not at all covered by one skill.

That's the all-round crushing of physical fitness, tactical system!

Yes.

Strictness for Zhang Peng is also a must, which is also a prerequisite for winning the championship.

Fortunately, Zhang Peng is not a fool, even in the face of the double blow of body and mind, he is still buried between charging and being hammered.

Well.

Of course, it would be better if he didn't grit his teeth.

I don't know if it's really angry or I just want to hammer my sister......

Yuan Bei was standing next to him, anyway, we didn't know, and we didn't dare to ask.

But I still feel a lot of emotion in my heart.

The cultivation of this world is extremely rough.

It is to temper the body like a madman, test your limits again and again, and then break through your limits again and again.

In the end, break the shackles of the human body and open the genetic lock. And after opening the gene lock, you can independently absorb the source power to cultivate, and the situation will be better.

Without exception, all people go through such a process.

Under the influence of the source force, human beings may practice vomiting, and practice until they can't get out of bed, and they may not make progress without supplements.

But only - there is no possibility of practicing death.

Of course, the greatest possibility is to practice until you give up.

After all, hard work may not have results, but it will be comfortable to give up.

Looking at Zhang Peng's state, his genetic value, as one of the top few in the school, is definitely not something that can be achieved by just taking some supplements.

Where is it so easy to succeed?

At this time.

The phone rings suddenly.

Zhang Xin'er took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and a helpless expression suddenly appeared on her face.

"Hello?"