In Han Lang's personal training room, the extreme cold training had entered its ninth hour. It was twice as long as before, but Han Lang still had no intention of stopping.
As the number of people in the training camp decreased, Han Lang felt more and more pressure. Facing this pressure, Han Lang did not flinch. Instead, he chose to train even more crazily to improve himself.
There were two obvious differences between Han Lang's extreme training and the past. In addition to practicing the 46 Octet, Han Lang also spent time practicing how to use the dark power that existed in his body, transforming this powerful power into combat power that he could control at will.
The other change was Zong Wudao.
This strange old man was becoming more and more interested in Han Lang. He told Han Lang to turn on the big screen when he was training, and he was always watching Han Lang, talking to Han Lang at any time, and giving Han Lang pointers on how to train better.
Whoosh ~
Han Lang stood in the Unfreezing Water, which was two hundred degrees below zero. His body was covered in white mist, and he was breathing heavily.
In such cold water, even if Han Lang did not move, every minute and second was torture. It took a lot of stamina to persist.
Compared to a month and a half ago, Han Lang's physique had clearly changed. The extreme difficulty training did not make Han Lang more muscular. He was still on the thin side, but his bones and muscles were clearly more solid, like a body of crimson steel.
Han Lang had just finished a round of 46 Octet and was adjusting himself. Zong Wudao frowned slightly and said, "Next is the sparring practice. I found you a very good opponent, a fugitive from the Arch-Race. You know the physical characteristics of the Arch-Race. They have hard scales, and their limbs are more developed than humans. Their explosive power is outstanding.
"And he is an assassin. He is very good at hiding and launching surprise attacks. If you are not careful, he will only need one round of attacks to tear your body apart with his sharp fingers."
Zong Wudao made good use of the Dark Web. Every day, he would find some strange people to fight with Han Lang. There were fugitives, killers, and dark fighters. In any case, there wasn't a single good person. They were all cruel and merciless people.
According to Zong Wudao, after Han Lang had adapted to the most ferocious opponents in the Milky Way Galaxy, he would then fight with those warriors who were born with orthodox backgrounds. At that time, he would realize how childish their attacks were. They were completely not on the same level as these wanted veterans.
And the facts had already proven that Zong Wu Dao's group of fellows were truly sinister. They had secretly drugged Han Lang and used illusion techniques to create a few naked girls to confuse Han Lang. In short, these fellows didn't seem to understand what a proper battle was. They were as sinister as they could be.
In the beginning, Han Lang suffered quite a bit, but as he faced these veterans more and more, Han Lang became more and more accustomed to these monsters' dark methods. Occasionally, Han Lang could also use a little trick to give them a taste of their own medicine.
Under Zong Wudao's guidance, Han Lang walked further and further on this unorthodox path. He learned many methods that were not at all honorable.
Seeing that Han Lang did not react, Zong Wudao frowned and continued, "I know you are holding back, but everything has to be done step by step. On the path of battle, it tests your overall qualities, cultivation, experience, battle awareness, and willpower. Not a single one can be lacking. Make the most of your time. Besides fighting with the Leader assassin, you also have to go to the death broadcast to watch a life and death battle. That is also a very important lesson."
Han Lang took two deep breaths and asked, "Teacher, the Milky Way Convention is getting closer. When can I start learning martial arts? When can I enter the final stage of the stress test? "
Zong Wudao said seriously, "There is no rush. If you want to go further, you need a better foundation. Now is the time for you to build your foundation. You can slowly learn martial arts in the future, but if your foundation is not solid, it will be fatal.
"As for the final stage of the stress test, as long as you do not delay and pass it at the last moment, it will be fine. The situation now is very clear. Someone is targeting the warriors from Earth. It is better to wait until you have absolute confidence before participating in the final stage of the test."
Nodding, Han Lang said in a low voice, "I understand. I will do one last dark cultivation and go meet the opponent from the Leader."
* Swoosh *
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Lang suddenly sank, submerging his entire body in the extremely cold water.
"Ocular Sorcery, activate!"
Han Lang said in his heart. He suddenly opened his right eye. At this moment, his right eye had turned completely black, emitting a gloomy light like a ghost.
.....
There were only three days left until the final day of the stress test. Han Lang still did not appear in the arena. Instead, he locked himself in the base and trained like crazy.
Every day, Han Lang would do extreme training for ten hours. He would spend an hour fighting against the human warriors that Zong Wudao had found, and another hour analyzing the battle situation for the day. After that, he would spend eight hours watching the live broadcast of the death, watching how the alien warriors fought and thinking about what he would do if he were in the battlefield.
When Han Lang appeared in the base again, he saw two people, Simberg and Chen Zhong. The two of them were not training. Instead, they were sitting in the hall waiting for Han Lang. Their luggage was placed beside the sofa.
Han Lang's heart skipped a beat. Now that the training camp was empty, there were only the three of them left. Could it be that Chen Zhong and Simberg were also …
Han Lang walked to the two of them and sat down facing them. He said in a low voice, "You guys are leaving?"
The carefree Chen Zhong sighed and said with a wry smile, "I'm just a bystander. I've stayed here for so long just to accompany you. After all, we came out of the Huaxia Region together. You'll always be my good brother."
"It's a pity that it's almost time. What will come will come, and what will go will go. Do you still remember the monk? That baldy was eliminated early and is now an instructor in the Third Division. He has more than a hundred people under him. Anyway, there is no hope for us to advance to the main competition. I might as well join the army as soon as possible, lest my rank is lower than the monk. That would be so embarrassing. "
Han Lang did not know what to say. He nodded and said, "Work in the army is also quite important. It's good to report early."
The three of them were silent awkwardly. Chen Zhong and Simberg knew that after they left, Han Lang would be the only one left in this huge training camp. He was also the last hope of the Earth Federation to advance to the main competition.
Ten years ago, Earth had just joined the Milky Way Alliance. Under such difficult conditions, there were still four warriors led by 100 million Carats who made it to the main competition.
After ten years of careful preparation, the young warriors with the most potential on Earth were gathered and trained at all costs. Now, almost all of them were wiped out. One could imagine the disappointment in everyone's hearts. If even Han Lang was eliminated, the Earth Federation would really become the joke of the Milky Way Galaxy.
Simberg kept rubbing his hands with a bitter face. It was as if he had something to say but could not open his mouth.
Han Lang tried to break the awkward silence and whispered, "Simberg, are you going to the army like Chen Zhong? I heard that the Ruins Administration is hoping that you can go there. "
Swoosh ~
To Han Lang's surprise, Simberg suddenly grabbed Han Lang's hand and trembled. The tall Simberg, who was of Germanic descent, was sobbing and crying. He said, "Han Lang, I'm sorry. When you first came to the camp, I was against you. Now that I think about it, I'm a stupid pig!"
Han Lang was stunned. He patted Simberg on the shoulder and said, "Let bygones be bygones. We are all brothers now."
Simberg nodded vigorously. He looked into Han Lang's eyes and said in a pleading tone, "I spent more than ten years desperately training, training day and night! I didn't care how much I suffered and how much blood I shed! I did it all so that I could become a warrior like Carats and do my part for Earth!
"But I'm useless, I'm useless! I was eliminated in the preliminary competition like an idiot. I no longer have a chance, but you still have a chance! Please, you must fight your way into the main competition! No matter how small Earth is, it is still a country. If even one of us can't fight our way into the main competition, it will be a disgrace! It will be a disgrace to all of us! "
Sigh …
Chen Zhong sighed at the side and hugged Simberg, who was sobbing uncontrollably, and dragged him out. He muttered, "Han Lang, don't listen to him. This kid is just too nervous. Go, go. We're all brothers. How can we not believe you? As long as you try your best, no one will say anything about you."
Han Lang was dumbfounded as he watched Chen Zhong drag Simberg, who was in so much pain, out of the door.
"Didn't we agree to leave happily and not give Han Lang any pressure? What's wrong with you? "
"Lee Yu, Tarin, Long Chuan, they are all going crazy. I don't see them talking to Han Lang, right? We can't let Han Lang bear such a heavy burden alone. That's not fair. " After leaving the door, Chen Zhong wiped Simberg's eyes and threw him into the military jeep that had been prepared.
Simberg covered his face with his hands, nodded, and said, "I understand what you are saying, but I just can't help it! If everyone in the Galaxy Conference is wiped out, the Alliance will definitely make Earth a colonial planet! If I can't even protect my own home, how am I going to see my mother in heaven! Before my mother died, I promised her that I would be the most outstanding warrior! "
"Useless, useless, I am so useless!"
Simberg wailed and tore at his golden hair. He had always been a proud warrior, appearing in the training camp and on the battlefield with a determined image.
Now, it seemed that everyone had their own weak side. It was just that it was not time to be sad yet.
Han Lang looked around the training camp that was once bustling with activity. There used to be forty-nine of the most outstanding young warriors from all over the world here. The big-mouthed Chen Zhong, the cat-like Luo Yuyin, the hot-tempered Parker, An Beibei with a pair of slender legs, and Nicholas from Siberia who liked to drink strong vodka.
In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone. Han Lang was the only one left in the training camp. It was so quiet that it made one panic.
Pushing open the door of the training room, Han Lang logged into the dark web and found that Zong Wudao was already waiting for him.
With a smile, Zong Wudao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said in a low voice, "Today is your last training session before the stress test. It is also the most important lesson. You have already gone through six months of basic training. Now, I hope that you can learn a martial arts technique in one day!"
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