C20 The Darkness Is Boundless(2)

Due to the cruel rules of my life in Arreat, I rarely felt warmth. Suk was the only exception. Because the Qi training method is more free, we have time to gather together.

"Zhang Loong, my father once taught me that practicing the Iron Skin can't just be meditation. The process of strengthening the body is a process of destruction and recovery to surpass the previous level. Sitting in the Dry Zen can only help to accumulate the Qi in the Dantian. The qi is more important than the internal, and the strength of my body needs external stimulation." Suk was indeed from a prestigious family, and his theoretical level was relatively high.

We found a cold pond. When the weather is cold, soak your body in the water for meditation training.

The first time we soak in the cold pond is during winter. We are almost frozen.

"Suk, with this kind of training, we will die before the age of ten!" My teeth were chattering, and I couldn't help but complain.

"Zhang Loong, only when you suffer through hardships can you become a superior person. Don't forget that there are still a few difficulties in death. Ten years old is a stage, and fourteen years old is another stage. Ten years old is a stage, and fourteen years old is another stage. Between fourteen and sixteen years old, there is a possibility of dying every day. We must hold on until we enter the advanced training camp. Only then will we be able to keep our lives. I don't want to see you die." Suk encouraged me as usual.

"What does fourteen years old mean?" I obviously don't know as much about the rules of the training camp as Suk.

"Fourteen years old, if you can't lift a heavy object weighing more than ten thousand kilograms, you will lose your life. That is the final test of the low-level training camp. " Suk said with a frown.

"Ten thousand Jin!" I felt a tingling sensation in my heart.

"When you are fourteen years old, you will be able to train in actual combat. That is the darkest day of your life. The trainees will fight each other to the death. You can only obtain sufficient points. After the age of 20, you will be able to enter the advanced training camp safely. If you don't die and don't have enough points... You will be expelled from the training camp as a lowly soldier. " When Suk talked about the middle class training camp, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of fear.

"Suk, what if we meet on the training ground of the middle class training camp?" I'm a little worried.

Obviously, Suk did not want to face this problem, "Zhang Loong, even if we meet, it is still much better than dying in the hands of others. If fate can't be changed, we have to face it." Suk has been influenced by his family since he was young. His political attainment and knowledge are much better than mine. Sometimes, I even feel that Suk is tougher and stronger than me. I trained hard just to survive, and Suk's goal was much bigger.

"Well said! Since you have this awareness, then you shouldn't involve boring emotions right now." Suk's specialised trainer, Minot, came to our side at some point.

Minot's voice was cold. "If you have feelings, you will not be able to pass the test of middle class training camp! All of you have good potential. Don't destroy your own future. From now on, you are not allowed to meet alone."

Minot grabbed Suk like a chicken and turned his head to give me a cold look. The message in his eyes was that a lowly person like you should not harm the growth of an elite.

Humanity's snobbish power is almost accompanied by my growth. Now, my last trace of warmth no longer exists. Until now, I have never had a shred of attachment to my tribe. The memories left behind there are always cold, cruel, and snobbish.

I look at the vast white land. There are no tears in my eyes. I want to survive! I have no choice, I have to become stronger!

My stiff limbs slowly recover their vitality. I have decided to continue my training. Walking into the cold pond, I once again felt the bone-piercing cold. However, the pain in my body is far less than the pain in my heart. Suk will never be able to meet me again. From now on, I will be a lonely person.

The cold forces my body to slowly become stronger, and every time I cultivate in the cold pond, the time I spend in it will slowly increase. A human's body is indeed magical, being able to quickly adapt to the harsh environment. With external stimuli and internal cultivation, my qi is gradually increasing. The qi in my dantian is also gradually filling up.

Most of my companions choose to cultivate in the mountains or beside the trees. Each of them has their own method that is most suitable for themselves. The method most suitable for me is my harsh environment, and I face my limits every day. Facing the real pressure of death. In the winter when snow is flying everywhere, my body is submerged in the cold pond water. You have to pay attention to your vital signs at all times, and slightly surpass the limits of what you can bear. You may never be able to get up again.

After March every year, the water in the pond will not be so cold anymore. However, the cold pond is still a necessary place for me to train every day, because I discovered that practicing "War Howl" underwater has a very good effect. After a period of accumulation of qi and training in compressing qi, when practicing, the resonance of water is more specific and has a better feeling than the resonance of air. Watching the ripples on the water surface can increase my comprehension of sound waves.

After the weather turned warm, I found a live volcano crater and continued to train my savage body. The test of progress is whether I can get closer to the range of the underground lava.

Every morning and evening, in the valley and forest, a wolf's howl makes you unable to sleep. Every low-level training camp's cultivator does not dare to slack off at all. Being lazy means death. Our relationship is very cold, no one will exchange insights with each other. My autism might be the root of the disaster buried in the training camp.

Days passed by under the pressure of death. During the cold weather, I was a fish in the cold pond, and during the hot weather, I would be lonely at the mouth of the active volcano of the training camp every day.

Under the repeated forging of ice and fire, my body became stronger and stronger. My zhenqi also became stronger and stronger. The energy from my full-strength battle howl could already cause the water in the pond to explode. As for the other companions, they are still searching for clues in the resonance of the air.

After mastering the resonance of the water medium, I began to sense the resonance of the air. Due to my previous experience, I quickly grasped the pattern of sound waves exploding in the air. There are two criteria to test the level of the War Howl. One is the destructive ability of an effective range explosion. The other is the range of the War Howl's energy blast. These two criteria were the boundary of life and death when one was ten years old.

"The effect of the Iron Skin was not tested when they were ten years old, because the meridians that each person broke through first during their training were different. It was impossible to open all the meridians at this stage, so there was no good test standard.

The first round of life and death finally arrived. The test subject was War Howl!

On the test field, the diameter was 20 meters, and the sturdy pottery water tank was arranged in a circle. The subject was standing at the center of the circle, and the War Howl exploded. If the water tank was broken in half, it would be considered a pass, and the next stage of cultivation would begin. If you can't achieve it, your ruthless fate will make you forever be eliminated by this world.

The first cultivator to be tested is Yang Jian, our companion in the tent. Everyone in the same tent is silent, only Yang Jian is high-profile. There were always some comments, because the Yang family was considered a large clan in the tribe. Although it was not as famous as the Su family, there were still talents in the family. I was the one who kept the lowest profile. This was decided by the status of the family.

His expression was solemn, and his body was trembling slightly. This is a true test of life and death. If you pass, you will live. If you fail, you will die. Unlike the selection he made when he first entered the sect, if he failed, he would at least become a slave. At least you will have a chance to live, but now you have no chance at all. Failure means premature death.

"Roar!" The first person to accept the test of fate erupted with the most powerful battle howl of his life.

The air was mixed with the sound of an explosion, causing the air to explode. He did this.

But the water vat in the circle did not move at all. The range of his battle howl's energy was less than ten meters.

The air in the entire arena seemed to freeze, and I felt my palms break out in cold sweat.

"Drag him down! Execute him!" trainer Minot issued a cruel command.

"Shh!" We couldn't help but let out low cries of fear. It was true. All the rumors were true. The loser would face the fate of death today.

"Spare us! Please, give me another chance!" The loser who was pulled down by the guards hysterically begged for mercy. He was filled with fear, despair, and unwillingness.

The loser's death was on the spot, in front of all of us.

Bloody heads fell to the ground, as if we were in a nightmare. At this moment, the atmosphere on the testing field was extremely oppressive, and it was so oppressive that it made people want to vomit.