The trio no longer felt anything out of the ordinary, subconsciously assuming that they had misjudged due to the immense pressure they had been under recently.
However, there was no reason for the three of them to have the same misconception.
At midnight, the chief instructor of the Residence of Nine Supremes began to exercise his authority again. Other than Yun Yang, the other eight came together, sealing their senses and only retaining their mystical Qi as they engaged in an extreme battle of fists and kicks.
"Beat them to death, all of you! If you don't want to kill others, then be killed by others!"
Dong Qitian said faintly, "By tomorrow morning, I must see at least four of you half-dead! This concerns your ranking in the future. It doesn't matter if you choose to be merciful! "
Having said that, Dong Qitian swung his arms and went back to sleep.
He had not been able to lie down and sleep properly for more than four thousand years. Now that he had finally escaped, he still had to babysit for these kids. Naturally, he would not stand or sit if he could lie down. When Dong Qitian laid on the bed, the moment his back touched the soft mattress, a sense of bliss and contentment rose within him.
"So what if one's cultivation base is unparalleled?" Dong Qitian sighed. "The so-called feeling of bliss is still the most realistic feeling of an ordinary person."
"The higher one's cultivation base, the more one can abstain from eating and drink, but they lose the bliss of an ordinary person's appetite. Cultivating in seclusion for months and years without sleep will deprive them of the bliss of an ordinary person's sleep. Although one can live a long life and live forever in this world, how can one enjoy the bliss of an ordinary person's children and grandchildren?"
"Even if one is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, his entire life is filled with welcoming and sending off people, experiencing the prosperity of the universe, and even the rise and fall of the world, will there really be the bliss of an ordinary person's emotions …"
"After tens of thousands of years, the number of children and grandchildren would be more than ten million. With so many children and grandchildren, which one of them would be able to stay in his heart forever? Without the concern of his family, he would be indifferent to everything like strangers. No matter how many children and grandchildren he has, how can he have a warm home? "
Dong Qitian lay on the bed, appreciating the softness of the mattress, but he could not fall asleep.
Looking at the bright moon outside the window, his thoughts tumbled and fluctuated. For a moment, he was actually lost in his own thoughts.
"I remember a saying from many years ago … If you wish to ascend to the heavens, you must first be a man. But now, there are cultivators everywhere. Who … is being a serious person? "
…
Puff puff puff …
Throughout the entire night, Feng Guohai and the other two could only hear the sound of flesh being struck in the training field. It was endless, coming one after another!
Then, the screams became louder and louder, becoming more and more mournful. The three of them were so noisy that they couldn't rest at all. They put on their clothes and went out to watch.
However, the three of them shook their heads in disdain at the sight of it.
On the field, the eight people were attacking each other like mad tigers. It was one thing for their punches to land on each other. But everyone was running around like headless flies, and they hit whoever they caught. They had no target at all, and there was no order to speak of. It was simply a mess, and it was too horrible to look at.
There were two meanings to the phrase 'unbearable to look at' here. The first was the three's evaluation of the eight people's strategy and tactics, which was' unbearable to look at 'and' unbearable to look at '!
As for the latter, it was utterly unbearable to look at. Every single one of them was dealing with seven enemies at the same time. They were attacking others and being attacked by seven people at the same time!
All of them were gritting their teeth, their faces were bruised and swollen, and the ground was already drenched in blood.
Everyone was constantly being knocked down, and then continuously getting up.
Everyone's attacks were forceful, a testament to their extraordinary mystical Qi cultivation base. However, their attacks were aimless.
It was as if everyone was deaf and blind, unable to sense anything at all. They were even worse than an ordinary man who had only learned a few days of martial arts.
"This kind of training method is really unique."
Feng Guohai frowned. "It's probably the first time I've seen something like this in my life."
"It's also the first time I've seen something like this in my life." Xiao Yushu and Gu Jiuxiao shook their heads as well.
"Such training is a waste of resources and talent. How is there any efficiency to speak of?"
They shook their heads as they watched, but Shi Wuchen and the others who were in the midst of the battle were slowly gaining a new feeling.
In the beginning, this state of facing the enemy was indeed very uncomfortable. He couldn't see, hear, or feel … He could only attack blindly, purely relying on his martial arts instincts to attack. But later on, he gradually found a way to use it.
That was …
The seventh sense!
Relying on their innate sense of danger as a cultivator, the eight of them began to have the tendency to dodge and evade. Their attacks and movements had a certain order to them as well. They were no longer fighting blindly and purely based on luck. As a result, their injuries became more and more severe.
In this state, it was as if all of them were sleepwalking. They would softly attack and greet their opponents. Only when they truly came into contact with their opponents would they exert their strength. Under this attack mode, eight out of ten times, they would be able to hit their opponents solidly without any tricks or tricks.
Fortunately, the group's cultivation base was about the same, so there was no need to worry about anyone actually killing anyone …
The first night of training was known as the Night of Purgatory.
The entire night passed, and all eight of them, without exception, were lying on the ground in a severe coma, unconscious!
When dawn broke, Yun Yang came out and dragged the eight of them into the room. He stuffed a pill into each of their mouths and then slammed the door shut. He turned and left, paying no more attention to them.
In the afternoon, the eight of them woke up one after another, cultivating to recover and repair their physical bodies.
As the eight of them circulated their energy, they cursed loudly.
"Which son of a b * tch beat me up like this?"
"There's no brotherly bond at all!"
"Don't you f * cking know how to be gentler?"
"Did you go easy on me?"
"It's not the same … Ouch … it hurts!"
"It doesn't matter if you use more strength in a sparring match, but … I just want to ask, who f * cking kicked my crotch?!"
An exasperated voice groaned, "I'm still a f * cking virgin … You bastards … Ouch … I don't even know if I can still use it …"
"You think you're the only one …" Another voice had obviously just caught his breath, his voice quivering in pain. "My crotch … it's about to break …"
"Who hasn't suffered it before …" Another person gloated. "Who's to blame if you don't know how to move your leg when your crotch is kicked? Use your thigh to take the hit, idiot! "
"…"
With a loud bang, Dong Qitian sauntered in, his gait unsteady.
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