Gripping his teeth, Zhang Xi did not dare to say anything. He was afraid that the breath in his body would be discharged as soon as he opened his mouth.

This is the beginning, he cannot exhale his strength.

All the injuries were caused by him.

For him, ordinary training is actually quite good, but for him who has no greater ambitions in his heart, it is indeed enough.

But for him who has more than ordinary goals, the training intensity is far from enough, and he must increase the difficulty of training for himself.

He doesn't like self-harm, it's something he must get used to. His recent comfortable life has eroded a little bit. He needs stimulation. He needs more stimulation to tell himself that he is just a rookie, a rookie who looks more genius at the age of fifteen, but is actually not worth mentioning.

His opponent will not wait for him at age.

It is impossible for him to forcibly improve to the same age as his opponent when facing his opponent, so that his cultivation can also improve with his age.

Then he might as well return to Yutian Sect, lie on the bed, and continue dreaming.

Whether giving up Yu Tianzong from the environment or rich support in resources, he needs to give himself greater strength.

He had to make progress faster than he was in Yutian Sect so that he could have a chance and possibly catch up.

So what if it hurts or sweats? As long as he can't die, he must fight.

From morning to night, I finally finished the run.

Zhao Bu did not really punish them with the mistakes in the process. He had a moderate training and had clear rewards and punishments. He could not let them only have one day to exercise, and he would use one day to lose their practice and would not practice tomorrow.

Even so, after a day of super training, when they returned to the camp, each of them, including Zhang Xi, fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

When each of them faced Zhao Bu again, they could no longer look down on him or show any contempt for him.

In one day, he has become a devil.

They didn't grab much food in the morning, so they only picked up half a basket of vegetable leaves they had picked up at night.

There is only one meal in the morning, noon, and then to the evening.

Zhao Bu did not help them get food for extra money, but just helped them make soup with leaves with compassion. The ingredients were not enough, so water came to make up.

There are a few leaves in each person's bowl, and the soup is enough.

I was so tired that I was extremely hungry, but I was not that hungry. After drinking the soup in a hurry, I went back to my room to sleep.

"Tomorrow morning, at the same time, the same training program."

When Zhao Bu returned to his tent, he used tomorrow's training program to make several soldiers who were forced to fall to the ground, relying on crawling back to his tent.

No one helps them, no one still has the strength to help them.

"Where is that boy?"

Except for Zhao Bu, no one noticed that their boss Zhang Xi did not follow them back to the camp, and even the elite camp did not return.

When Xiang Kaiqi returned to his bed, he glanced at Zhang Xi's empty bed. He was so tired that he closed his eyes.

Zhang Xi lay on the grass in the wild, took off her shoes that had been trampled, looked at the blisters on her feet, and then took off her clothes.

Not only his feet, but also his shoulders, back, and body, there were also many blisters. The injuries he suffered in the morning had also worsened during the weight-bearing process. The sweat that was painful from time to time was still biting the wound on his body.

He insisted on running his fifty-three kilometers and he couldn't go back.

Just go back like this, don’t say that tomorrow, even if he is given a week to recuperate, he will not be able to recover.

He took out the resurrection pill, hesitated for a moment, and swallowed it.

Since this pill has the effect of resurrection, its energy will definitely restore his body to its best state in the shortest time.

He did not choose to use the three hundred deadly resurrection pills in the white jade wrist guards. He also needed three hundred auxiliary pills to help him practice.

An hour later, under the moonlight, Zhang Xi came out of a stream, shook her head, and dried the stream that was covered with her face from her head, and came out of the stream with her naked body. The scars on her body and the blisters on her feet were all gone.

The resurrection pill may be able to use it in the future when life is in danger, and it will have greater effects.

But he couldn't wait anymore, he had to speed up.

The best way to restore your physical condition at present is to use it.

Sitting cross-legged, adjusting his breath for a short time, put on the washed and blown clothes, he found a hidden place and lay down.

Thanks to the film left by the Gur ants on the surface of his body's skin, he might not be able to withstand the marks left by so many veterans on him, and he would not be able to carry the weight after completing the more than fifty kilometers of training before conditioning.

"It's almost!"

Entering the "Nine Wheels of Yanghui", Zhang Xi clearly felt that his body's need to play chess qi has become more hungry, and the absorption speed and efficiency are much faster than yesterday.

There was a kind of madness when he was anxious to repair his body, but his body was no longer injured after the resurrection pill.

The next morning, the food area.

"Do you think we were too ruthless yesterday and ruined that kid?"

"If you lose it, just get rid of it. There are fewer people who have been destroyed by you?"

"A loser who has no strength and does not know how to meet his abilities should be abolished."

Several people from the veteran camp met again. When they remembered what happened yesterday, some felt a little compassion, and after this compassion, there was a coldness of more people.

Indifference is not their indifferent concern for their comrades.

This is the way to survive in the elite camp. Inequality soldiers are not qualified to be communicative with them as their comrades.

"Hey, are you talking about me?"

A familiar voice came to their hands after several people picked up the selected food from the ingredient area. Once again, they held up their spears and blocked their way.

"It's you again? What are you doing?"

The veterans frowned, thinking that they were too light yesterday or that there was something wrong with this kid's head.

If a normal person is beaten by them, he will not be able to get up for at least a week.

This guy not only got up today, but he also wanted to be beaten by them again, looking at this.

"Either let go of your things and walk away, or we will speak with our strength." Zhang Xi's tone of speaking was just crazy and not weaker than yesterday. He just wanted to anger them. He didn't need them to show mercy to their subordinates, nor did they need them to sympathize with them.

Only when they try their best to "teach themselves a lesson" can he grow as fast as possible.

Knowing the gap, fighting under high strength and high pressure is the way he sets himself in practice, and it is also the battle he must face in the future.

"By strength?"

"Oh."
Chapter completed!