Chapter 43 Famous teachers and high apprentices, give apprentices to return combat power points
Late at night.
Aoki forest forest.
Hundreds of kilometers away from the central tower.
Under a towering tree, a bonfire rises.
Zhang He and Lin Feng fell to the ground on their backs, panting and reclining by the campfire.
From dusk to the present, they have not only run thousands of miles, but also carried out daily physical training.
Done thousands of push-ups, sit-ups, pull-ups, boxing, whip legs, side kicks.
Zhang He took a deep breath, blowing the cool night breeze, and looked at the starry night sky.
Feel the changes in your tired body after extreme exercise, and smile with satisfaction.
Although not as exhausting as training in a 20 gravity room.
But it also improves a lot of physical strength, and the body's control of qi is also much more subtle.
Sure enough, the strength of the body determines the height of the instantaneous burst of combat power.
Daily physical training is essential in the future.
Then, he glanced at the thin young man on the other side, who was already panting like a cow and his face was pale.
I didn't expect this rich young master named Lin Feng to train with him so desperately.
Even if he didn't keep up with his own progress, he reached the limit of his own physical strength.
It's a bit rare.
After all, according to inertial thinking, the average rich young master is pampered, afraid of hardship and tiredness.
But he is different, and seems to really love martial arts.
With Saiyan blood, unique madness.
It's just that now he has a combat power value of about 10,000.
Although it also broke the academy, it is rumored that the Saiyan's extreme combat power value.
But there is still a long way to go.
"Master!"
Suddenly, Lin Feng beside him sat up with difficulty, took out a handful of things from his backpack, and respectfully handed it to Zhang He.
"This is an immortal bean, it should be useful to Master!"
Zhang He squinted and saw that there were at least a dozen of these fairy beans.
Is this the rich young master?
There are priceless fairy beans outside, and they can be regarded as ordinary things here and given away at will.
Zhang He did not refuse pretentiously, and took the fairy bean directly.
Immortal beans are indeed a good thing, and if you are conducting more desperate life and death training in the future, immortal beans can help a lot.
Perhaps, it can also trigger the passive of the Saiyan bloodline.
"Master! You're amazing! Able to withstand such intense physical training! ”
"I used to train at the academy and at home, and the intensity of my training was less than one-tenth of Master's!"
Lin Feng licked his dry lips, swallowed his saliva, and said admiringly: "Sure enough, you also rely on hard work to have such strong combat power!" ”
"Please continue to let me train with you in the future, Master!"
Sure enough, the handman is short.
As soon as I took someone's fairy bean, I was asked for it, this kid has something!
However, he is also a diligent warrior who can endure hardships.
Without the arrogance and bad temper of a rich young master, he seems to be very sincere.
Zhang He said frankly: "You can also be regarded as a martial artist who can endure hardships, and it is nothing to train together!" ”
"It's just that you and I are the same age, so you don't need to call me Master, it sounds too old."
Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded excitedly: "As long as I can train with you, then I'll call you, little master!" ”
Zhang He frowned slightly: "How can a man be small!" ”
When Lin Feng heard this, he smiled understandingly, and immediately changed his words: "Master! Hard Master? Master Chang? ”
Zhang Hepi twitched without smiling, and a black line was instantly wrapped around the top of his head.
This temperament is too straight, and he said it bluntly.
This is the male version of Tsunayan!
"Okay, it doesn't matter what it's called, then what is the purpose of your martial arts study?"
Zhang He casually changed the subject.
After all, even in the era of bloodline martial artists, a rich boy learned martial arts.
Most of them are just a momentary novelty, learning to have fun, or they can load coins in front of their peers.
This usually doesn't last long, and there is no goal.
If this is the case, Zhang He also feels that it is unnecessary to pay too much attention to him.
"Of course, it's a hearty battle with a more powerful opponent!"
Lin Feng barely hesitated for a moment, and blurted out directly.
Zhang He smiled indifferently.
I thought too much about it.
Sure enough, he was also influenced by the Saiyan bloodline and became pure, purely for the sake of fighting.
This kind of pure person is much better than those who are extremely deep in the city, or have coins.
Zhang He continued to ask: "So far, have you ever fought with a more powerful opponent?" ”
"Yes, I fought with the martial arts teachers we invited at home, but those martial arts teachers, every time I fight, I win!"
"They are all seventh-rank martial artists, and my combat power is only 10,000."
Speaking of this, Lin Feng clenched his fists and showed an extremely dissatisfied expression: "Bastard, what do they think of martial artists!" ”
"Martial artists are born with blood flowing in their bones that will never bow their heads and admit defeat!"
Zhang He smiled: "Not bad! The words are beautiful, I don't know how to act! ”
Lin Feng immediately showed a solemn expression: "Please also ask Master to teach me!" ”
Zhang He didn't say anything, but directly straightened up with a carp, reflexively did push-ups, and started the second round of physical training.
Lin Feng was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that the master only rested for a while, and he didn't need to eat immortal beans to replenish his strength.
Just so desperately, I started physical training again.
The most important thing is that he is teaching by action and deeds.
It's much better than the teachers who only talk about it and the teachers who pat themselves on the back.
Immediately, Lin Feng dragged his tired body and followed him for a new round of training.
[Congratulations to the host, harvesting an apprentice Lin Feng, and training together to unlock the "Famous Teacher and High Apprentice" achievement task badge, and obtain 5,000 combat power increases]
["Famous Teacher and High Apprentice" Reward: The bound apprentice will get a combat power increase, and the host will also get a combat power increase reward]
Suddenly, in the ears of Zhang He, who was exercising, there was a prompt sound from the system.
???
Is this also an apprentice?
The system's skin is thicker than mine!
But, it's really fragrant.
As long as Lin Feng increases his combat power, I will receive a combat power reward.
If this is in the fantasy fairy world, it will be a system of collecting and returning apprentices, but it is a good opportunity to lie down and rot!
However, in this bloodline martial artist world, there are masters like clouds, and there are groups of strange beasts.
The cultivation of bloodline martial artists is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.
Relying on the combat power rewarded by the system alone cannot completely become a strong person.
It must be integrated into training and actual combat, and carried out at the same time.
Thinking about it, Zhang He accelerated the speed of push-up training again, and the afterimage was like flying.
Lin Feng next to him was startled when he saw this.
Immediately, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to speed up his movements, even though he was already exhausted.
So, beside the bonfire, two figures, accompanied by the sound of wheezing, moved like flying.
"Woohoo!"
Hundreds of kilometers away from the central tower.
In the other direction.
Two men and two female warriors, around the bonfire, talk and laugh, talk and laugh.
At this moment, a black shadow approached silently from the distant jungle.
"Who?"
Suddenly, a fat male warrior, staring vigilantly into the depths of the jungle, shouted.
The three people around him were reminded and immediately stood up and looked over.
But the next moment, their pupils, from far to near, lit up with a strange red dot.
"Whoosh!"
The black shadow quickly approached with a hint of blood-red light.
Before a few people could react, they circled their bodies.
"Gollum!"
The heads of the four people rolled down in an instant.
Pillars of blood surged, and the blood mist sprayed out, staining the ground red.
The pungent smell of blood permeated the entire secluded forest.
(End of chapter)