MTL - The First Strong Control In History-Chapter 12 Zhang Xiner's Difficulties

  Chapter 12 Zhang Xiner's Difficulties

  In the training ground.

   "Sister, just finished eating, can't you take a break?"

  Zhang Peng said unwillingly.

   "Your current level is not yet able to actively absorb the source force. The source force in the red dog meat you just ate, if you don't exercise now, it will dissipate automatically in a while."

   "That's a silver-level beast, and it contains a lot of power, so don't waste it."

   Zhang Xiner rarely explained.

  Yuan Bei, who was following behind, was slightly taken aback, a little thoughtful.

  He said why he felt warm for a long time.

   It turned out that it was because of the source power contained in dog meat.

   It was also the first time that Zhang Peng would explain to Zhang Xiner when he met Zhang Xiner, and this time he also complained daily.

  Transformed?

  Zhang Peng rolled his eyes immediately, with a playful smile on his face: "Sister, this source power is not so fast..."

   "Are you practicing by yourself or do you want me to help you?"

  Zhang Xiner interrupted directly, and said lightly: "Continuous beating will also speed up the absorption of the source force. You don't have much time left. Warm up first."

"Uh…"

  Zhang Peng was cowarded in seconds, walked to the sandbag obediently, and practiced with his fists in his hands.

  Yuan Bei watched for a while, his eyes lit up.

  He found that Zhang Peng's way of hitting the sandbag was not the kind of fist swing he had imagined, but a way of twisting his body substantially and hitting with the strength of his waist and abdomen.

  This method is definitely useless in actual combat. After all, punching is too slow. In technical terms, the skill "swing forward" is too long. But if it is used in exercise, it can almost train most of the body's muscle groups.

   But he looked at Zhang Peng's big and thick body, and then at himself.

never mind.

  I'd better run.

  It is the same as the principle of not being supplemented for a long time, his physical fitness is too poor, and he can't take strong medicine at this time, which will easily lead to an unstable foundation. Gentle and slow growth is what Yuan Bei should do now.

  At least raise the genetic value to the average line first, and then think about other things.

   Withdrawing his thoughts and shaking his ankles, Yuan Bei continued to run around the practice field, but this time the speed was much faster, almost counted as a sprint.

  The hot feeling in his body from all 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, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them, but he was still numb.

  His current speed is like a turtle, and his legs are stumbling, as if he could fall down at any time.

   "I haven't reached the limit yet!"

   Gritting his teeth, Yuan Bei then increased his speed.

After running around the practice field for two more laps, Yuan Bei just felt that his two legs did not belong to him anymore. Countless soreness and numbness came up, as if there was an electric current passing gently, and it seemed that there were ants Climb lightly on the legs.

  The source power contained in the red dog meat has already begun to work. This tingling feeling is the response of the source force 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 with fire, burning his throat.

   Persisted in running a lap again, just after Yuan Bei felt that he had reached the limit.

boom!

  A certain point in his body seemed to be broken. Immediately afterwards, Yuan Bei felt his body loosen, and a little bit of strength seemed to surge from his body.

  Yuan Bei was overjoyed, stopped quickly, and switched to walking slowly. With a thought in his mind, he opened the property panel:

  Host: Yuan Bei

   Race: Human

  Gene: 41 parties (0/50)

  Gene lock: not open

  Skill: [Deep Sleep] Bronze (16/5000)

  Skill Description: When the target is unprepared, it can quickly enter a deep sleep

  Experience: 0

   "It's actually increased by 4 parties!"

  Yuan Bei showed surprise on his face. Although the distance from the average level was still 10 square meters away, achieving such an effect was beyond his imagination.

   "This red dog meat really works!"

  If he could eat it every day, his gene value would reach the middle level of high school students in less than a month.

  However, Yuan Bei didn't know that Red Dog Meat is a silver-ranked alien beast that travels in groups. Even if a gold-ranked alien beast encounters three or five of them alone, it will be hated.

  An ordinary hunting team would not dare to provoke them without any strength.

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

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

   "Berserkers are for charging, not for dying!"

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

  Then, I heard Zhang Peng cry out in pain, his figure seemed to be swung by a giant hammer, and he rolled three or four meters away like a gourd that had fallen to the ground.

  Yuan Bei looked over, Zhang Xiner just retracted her legs.

   "Google"

  Yuan Bei swallowed hard, looking at Zhang Peng who had been lying on the ground for a long time before getting up.

  Is this...so ruthless?

  He suddenly understood why Zhang Peng seemed to see Zhang Xiner and a mouse like a cat.

   "Attack me!"

   Zhang Xiner stood on the spot and shouted, her voice was like that of a predator, without the slightest of her usual cold appearance.

   Zhang Peng gritted his teeth, his chest was already a little bruised, but his body shape was still not affected, and he charged forward like a giant bear, with gusts of wind in his palms, and a force of four to five hundred catties between his fists and feet.

  His gene value has already reached hundreds of points. According to his physique, the distance from the opening of the gene lock is only a few dozen points.

   Menacing, not a show at all.

boom!

   Fly out backwards.

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

   Charge again!

boom!

   "In team competitions, fighters are supposed to be at the front, so what do you do?!"

   "In the competition, you are the weakest! Don't think about fighting back, use your brain!"

   "Except for me, no other team will bring a person who has not even unlocked the gene lock!"

   During the battle, Zhang Xiner seemed to be a different person, her fists and kicks greeted Zhang Peng as if she didn't hold back her hands.

   The guy who hit it squeaked and screamed.

   Yuan Bei's liver trembled when he saw it.

   Zhang Xiner actually has her own difficulties.

  She naturally has absolute confidence in her own strength, but as she said, in this competition, a team that is truly capable of winning the championship will never have players who have not even unlocked the gene lock.

   Gene lock on and off.

   Among them, the difference in strength cannot be covered by one skill at all.

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

   Yes.

   Zhang Peng's strictness is also necessary, which is also the prerequisite for winning the championship.

   Fortunately, Zhang Peng is not a dude who doesn't know what to do. Even in the face of a double blow to his body and mind, he is still immersed in the charge and being knocked over by the hammer.

Ok.

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

   I don’t know if I’m really fighting for it or I just want to beat my sister up...

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

   But I still feel deeply moved.

  Cultivation in this world is extremely brutal.

   It is to temper the body like a madman, to test one's own limit time and time again, and then to break through one's own limit time and time again.

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

   Without exception, everyone will go through this process.

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

  But only—it is impossible to train to death.

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

   After all, hard work may not necessarily yield results, but giving up will definitely be comfortable.

  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 eating some supplements.

  Success is not so easy.

At this moment.

  The phone rings suddenly.

  Zhang Xiner took out her mobile phone from her pocket, a helpless expression suddenly appeared on her face.

"Hey?"

   In the future, it will be stable at two times a day, the first chapter is at 12:00 noon, and the second chapter is at 18:00. I wasted some time on the road today, it will be earlier later.

  (end of this chapter)