Then, since the second lightning fell, it seemed to have a cascading effect, and the scene was out of control.

Several cages were shining at about the same time, and the lilac lightning with golden sparks made it particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Under the bright sun, the high temperature scorched the earth, and the sweat on the soldiers' bodies was instantly evaporated, and the green smoke rising from the curls made people dazzled and overwhelmed.

As time went on, the physical fitness of the fighters gradually declined, and it became more and more difficult to support such high-intensity and high-standard training.

Therefore, although they slowly corrected the mistakes they made before them, and the possibility of making mistakes decreased, the frequency of making mistakes became higher.

The closer your physical condition gets to the limit, the more difficult it is to meet the standards specified by the Broken Cauldron Cultivation Machine.

The lightning with electric sparks keeps falling, the frequency is fast, and there are many cases where people are electrocuted at the same time, and there are also scenes where one person is electrocuted again after the other person is electrocuted.

In short, when the time was in the second half of the time, the lightning never stopped.

Every second, lightning would fall from one of the wrecked cultivators, striking a part of the warrior's body.

In that cage, there was an uncontrollable muffled grunt and a low roar, and the sound was endless.

However, no one was wailing, or begging for mercy like those classmates.

Not a single one cried bitterly!

All the fighters were forcibly enduring and gritting their teeth to hold on.

Iron-blooded tenderness, it is never the physical pain that can break them, but the softness in the depths of the heart.

Outside the venue, from the beginning to the end, the audience never stopped talking:

"Hey, that idiot has been electrocuted again!"

"The electricity is good, you can see that his actions behind him are a lot more standard."

"Well, but...... Everyone doesn't seem to be able to practice anymore? ”

"I've been practicing for nearly an hour, and I'm going to reach my physical limit."

"It's miserable...... However, I am so envious! When will it be my turn? ”

The warriors in the distance watched with amazement, of course they saw the suffering of their comrades in the cage, but they also saw the gains.

There is no one who doesn't want to experience it, and they can't wait to rush to Han Mu's side right now and beg Han Mu to give them once.

"Check and fill in the gaps, and strict standards. This ...... you made Something that does work! ”

Sun Zheng looked at it for a while, and finally couldn't help but sigh.

In his eyes, these are broken... The Broken Cauldron Cultivation Machine completely exposed the flaws of these warriors' fighting skills, and did not let go at all.

Even those small faults that you can't notice at all on weekdays will be found out without omission, and then let them correct and further improve their fighting skills.

It's like a quality inspection machine, putting every soldier in it for quality inspection, and all faults can be detected, and then corrected until the standard is reached.

It is not an exaggeration to call such a machine an "artifact"!

"This ...... How long does it last? ”

Sun Zheng asked again, he knew that these virtual things composed of the energy of heaven and earth would definitely not be able to exist forever.

"When they reach their physical limits, they will disappear automatically." Han Mu replied truthfully.

"Alas...... It's a pity. ”

Sun Zheng was quite disappointed when he heard this, although this was also expected by him, but he still had a look of regret.

If this thing can exist for a little longer, it will allow more fighters to fill in the gaps, but alas......

"And...... Due to my current limited ability, I can make up to twenty Shipwreck Cultivation Machines in one day. ”

Han Mu smiled again and said bad news.

"Huh?"

Sun Zheng's eyes suddenly widened slightly, thoughtfully, and his voice was a little hurried:

"This ...... Is it related to your mental power? Can that be enhanced with an external force so that you can get more? ”

If he could, he was more than willing to open the vault and let Han Mu choose what he needed.

"Yes, not exactly."

Han Mu nodded, then slowly shook his head and explained:

"The reason for this is complex, and it's more about the limitations of my ability itself, which is difficult to explain. Actually, it's okay if I want to get more cultivation machines, but it's just ......"

Speaking of this, Han Mu paused.

"Just what?"

Sun Zheng answered quickly, he felt that Han Mu might have some difficulty, and he wanted to see if he had the ability to solve it.

"It's just that this is sacrificing the number of times I have been cured with precision."

Han Mu pondered his opening, and then briefly explained the difference between a precise cure and a cure from a ruined cauldron cultivation machine.

The words have been polished, and although they are not too detailed, there is nothing unreasonable about them.

Sun Zheng understood as soon as he heard it, similar words Qiu Yueping had just said in the hall, so he didn't think about it, and directly shook his head and said:

"Forget it! Precision healing is more effective and cannot be sacrificed in this regard. ”

This precise cure is the key ability that Sun Zheng dreams of using Han Mu to build a "perfect" legion, how can he make sacrifices in this regard?

Each martial artist's ability is more or less limited, but it's important to use the right strategy to maximize the effect.

"So, you can still give precise healing to the warriors now, right?"

Sun Zheng tilted his head slightly and asked with a light smile.

His eyes were fiery, and his disappointment was swept away, and the anticipation in his heart was rekindled.

The healing of this ruined cauldron cultivation machine has this effect, so how good can the effect of precise healing be?

"Of course, it's just right for the rest of the fighters."

Han Mu looked at the soldier in front of him who was still straight and motionless and smiled.

"Let's get started!" Sun Zheng urged.

"Okay."

Han Mu nodded and immediately turned on the system's scanning function.

At this time, the healing of the twenty broken cauldron and sinking cultivation machines also came to an end, and one after another the cultivation machines disappeared.

When the last training machine disappeared, one of the fighters who had held out to the last inside also fell limply.

Twenty men fell evenly on the mud floor, their limbs spread out, unable to move, as if they had lost half of their strength;

The clothes on his body were completely soaked with sweat and stuck to his chest, rising and falling violently with his chest.

None of them had the strength left to stand up, and all of them were shaking in their legs and limp.

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Seeing this, the comrades-in-arms who were watching from a distance hurriedly ran over, helped those soldiers up, and put them in a shady place to rest.

They knew that these healed comrades-in-arms had really reached their physical limits.

After a moment's effort, Han Mu also scanned the defects of the soldier in front of him, and then hooked his hand at the warrior:

"You're out of the ranks."

When the warrior heard this, he quickly ran out, his face unconcealed with excitement.

He heard what Han Mu said to their leader just now, and naturally knew what he was going to face next.

This is his chance, a great opportunity!