The hazy sky gradually enveloped the earth, and as the first snowflakes fell to the ground.

A fat hand suddenly stretched out from the garbage pile at the back door of the training ground. Liu Xiang reached out to catch a snowflake. He couldn't help but feel homesick, even though he was not more than 100 kilometers away from home.

It has been nine days since he followed Zhou Wei to the Liao City Military Region. Liu Xiang has lost count of how many times he has woken up from the treatment room. 30 times or 31 times? Or more?

The blood dripping again and again, and the serious injuries and coma made Liu Xiang feel numb.

Liu Xiang felt that he might be sick, not physically, but mentally.

He was somewhat used to being injured and bleeding, and what was even more perverted was that he actually liked the feeling of blood flying out of his body.

Liu Xiang knows that this mentality is very dangerous. A martial artist can be a brave man, but he cannot be an idiot.

Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is the foundation for a person to live a long life. If you get used to getting hurt in the future to the point where you don't hide when a sword is thrust into your head, then Liu Xiang's parents can prepare Liu Xiang's funeral.

This kind of morbid psychology is only a thin line away from mental illness. But Liu Xiang didn't know how to adjust it, even with his actual life experience of 37 years old.

He asked Zhou Wei and Chen Fang, but they couldn't do anything about it. He even asked Major General Chen Shouze for help, but Chen Shouze's answer was to stop this strengthening method, or greatly extend the interval, to more than 7 days or even more than half a month.

Strengthening it once may improve Liu Xiang's psychological problems.

But Liu Xiang doesn’t have that much time! There are less than 4 months until the high school martial arts competition, and martial arts competitions are not something you can participate in casually. The pre-registration before the competition also takes time. Maybe there is less than 100 days.

Once every seven days, Liu Xiang would barely reach Chen Fang's current strength at best.

Liu Xiang doesn't think Chen Fang has the strength to reach the top 8 of the competition, and it may be a bit reluctant to reach the top 50. The All-Federal High School Martial Arts Competition is not something that the small high school circle in Liao City can compare with.

There are at least 2 million high school martial arts students in the entire federation, and there are at least 800,000 martial arts students in the third grade of high school, not counting the first and second grade students.

And what kind of hidden dragons and crouching tigers should be among these 800,000 people?

How many of them have strong family backgrounds and are not short of spirit cores?

How many people have martial arts masters in their families who are willing to warm and nourish the meridians of their children and grandchildren in advance?

And how many of them have the ability to cross levels of combat?

Therefore, there is really not much time left for fat people.

"Here! Come quickly!" A loud shout interrupted Liu Xiang's thoughts.

Liu Xiang immediately rushed out of the garbage pile and rushed towards the person who shouted.

At a distance of more than ten meters, Liu Xiang instantly reached the shouting soldier and punched him in the head.

The opponent was very skilled. He ducked sideways to avoid his attack and kicked Liu Xiang.

There is no time to struggle with the opponent, and reinforcements may arrive in a few seconds.

Liu Xiang forcefully took a kick from his opponent, and took advantage of the opportunity to hit the opponent's stomach with his right hand Thunder Fist. When his opponent instinctively bent over in pain, he kneed him in the face. Suddenly, his nosebleeds flowed out, and the shouting warrior fainted.

Dead in the past.

Liu Xiang did not stop and fled to a remote area of ​​the military area.

Liu Xiang has been running away for more than half an hour in today's second chase battle. During this period, Liu Xiang relied on hiding, sneak attacks and bullying lone trumpets, and had killed 5 soldiers, one of whom was a low-level warrior.

However, Liu Xiang's luck didn't last long, and he was finally discovered by a three-person team. During the battle, enemy reinforcements quickly arrived. The fat man didn't last more than 2 minutes before he was sent to the infirmary dying.

Three hours later, Liu Xiang walked out of the treatment room with his buttocks bare as usual, under the watchful eye of the military doctor.

He casually put on the special underwear placed on the table, patted his bloated belly and said to Zhou Wei sadly:

"This nutrient solution is indeed nutritious. I haven't had a bite of food in almost 10 days, but the fat content of this product is too low. I have lost weight!"

"It's not bad to lose weight! It can improve a lot of agility." Zhou Wei said calmly.

"That's right! I can't lose weight no matter what I want." The military doctor lady also agreed.

"What do you know? My wife likes me if I'm fat. What if I lose weight and my wife doesn't like me?" Liu Xiang said angrily.

"I don't know who the wife is all day long? Is it your classmate Qian Doudou?" Zhou Wei asked curiously.

"What are you guessing? I treat Doudou as my daughter, but you want me to sleep with her! Are you still a human being?" Liu Xiang rolled his eyes and said.

Zhou Wei silently gave Liu Xiang a big slap on the back of his head.

"Tell me again? You don't have to go outside to play chase. I will send you directly to the treatment room."

"I was wrong!" Liu Xiang gave in decisively. It was not that he was afraid of being beaten, but mainly because Zhou Wei could send him back to the treatment room with one punch, which would not have the effect of strengthening his whole body, let alone increase his combat experience.

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"By the way, tomorrow is the tenth day. I'm afraid my current strength is still inferior to Brother Chen. What about the ten-day agreement you mentioned before? Can you extend it for a few more days?" Liu Xiang asked.

Zhou Wei thought for a moment and said:

"The situation really went beyond my plan. I didn't expect Chen Fang to hide his strength and wear hundreds of kilograms of weight on his body. I only heard Chen Fang mention that injuries can strengthen the body. I think you should be able to bear it with your willpower.

But I didn’t expect it to be so extreme, let alone that you could actually persist in such an extreme injury strengthening method.”

"However, your current strength has exceeded my expectations. If you fight against Chen Fang who is wearing a weight now, I think you will win easily. I plan to extend your first stop and stay here for a month.

only..."

Zhou Wei paused here and looked at Liu Xiang's eyes with some embarrassment before continuing:

"It's just that I'm afraid that your mental state won't be able to hold on."

After listening to this, Liu Xiang closed his eyes and meditated, then suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "If I follow Brother Zhou's previous plan, am I sure I can reach the top 8 after completing this journey?"

This time it was Zhou Wei's turn to be silent. Zhou Wei was silent for a while and said, "Not sure!"

"Then let's wait for a month before we talk!" Liu Xiang said with a grin, "Anyway, it's good to take care of food and shelter! Hehe!"

"If you feel you can't hold on anymore, you must say it and don't show off. You should understand the importance of being strong for a moment or being strong for a lifetime!" Zhou Wei said with a serious face.

"Yes, I understand!" Liu Xiang put away his smile and replied seriously.

"Don't be brave." Zhou Wei patted Liu Xiang's shoulder and said again.

"Well. Brother Zhou, let's go out. Those guys are probably impatient. I'll try to kill 10 of them this time!"

Zhou Wei nodded and got up and walked out of the infirmary with Liu Xiang.
Chapter completed!