Chapter Forty-ninth: Special training on playing life
Zhang Yi took a closer look at the girl in the wheelchair. The girl was not very old. She was only three or five years older than him at most. She was extremely beautiful, but her expression was so indifferent that it was almost inhumane.
No one dares to approach.
"My name is Leng Yan, and I will be responsible for your special training for the next month from now on. As for the skills of rushing words, I will teach you all the techniques." This girl is indeed as her name suggests, she has a completely cold face.
, even the tone of his speech was cold and lifeless, without any fluctuation.
"You? The Four-Character True Secret should be the secret of Wusheng Sect. Except for the three apprentices of Wusheng, no one else can learn it?" Zhang Yi asked with some doubt. After all, Hong Kuan told him
, even if Ma Quansheng knows the four-character true secret, he cannot teach it to anyone.
The Four-Character True Secret of the Martial Saint can only be passed down to his disciples by the Martial Saint himself. If anyone violates the sect rules, then what awaits him is the sanction of the sect rules. To leak the Four-Character True Secret is one of the most serious mistakes.
, not only the teacher, but also the person who is learning will be punished by the sect rules even if they are completely unaware, and the possibility of being executed is almost 100%.
Perhaps Hong Kuan and Ma Quansheng have always given Zhang Yi the feeling that Ma Quansheng is more powerful, but now he finally knows that being able to become a Martial Saint means that the things he controls are simply too huge. The organization he founded is facing the power of the Martial Saint.
I'm afraid it's not worth mentioning at all.
Although Hong Kuan only has three disciples, he has many, many subordinates under the jurisdiction of the Martial Saint Sect. Assuming that Hong Kuan really fights with Ma Quansheng, then Ma Quansheng, with his own power, may not be able to survive even two days.
will be completely destroyed.
"I used to be the disciple of the sect master, but due to physical reasons, I could only leave the sect and do some work here." Leng Yan was still emotionless, and the words coming out of her mouth felt like ice.
Same.
"Ah? I see..." Zhang Yi nodded. Leng Yan was the only way he could learn the secret skills of the Wusheng Sect and still be able to save his life even though he was not a disciple of the Wusheng Sect. That is, the Wusheng Sect could
Know your role and understand that you can provide more services to the sect.
Of course, what follows is a lifelong bondage, bound by sect rules. I am afraid that Leng Yan will never even think about leaving here for the rest of her life. As long as she has the idea of leaving out, then what awaits her is death.
"I don't want to go out. There's no point even going out like this." Leng Yan seemed to have seen through Zhang Yi's thoughts and said coldly: "Let's go, time is tight. I'll let you learn the "Chu Zi Jue" in one month. I'm afraid it's not that good.
Easy. This is also the first time I have accepted such a severe task, so you must be mentally prepared."
The tone is still cold, but to Zhang Yi's ears it sounds like the voice of a devil. Be mentally prepared, what is the psychological preparation? Isn't it just training to death? There really is no normal person in the Wusheng Sect, every one of them is not at all.
Take human life seriously.
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In the completely enclosed practice area, Zhang Yi was exhausted. Only now did he know why he had to prepare three times the amount of food and medicine for himself. This kind of training method was simply intended to kill himself.
There were swords flying out of nowhere and wooden piles and rocks falling down from nowhere. The place he was in was like a hardware store in a strong earthquake. Except for the fact that the ground did not shake, all kinds of things in the sky were everywhere.
Things fall and being hit by anything is unbearable, and if your neck is wiped by a sharp blade, it is no joke. Even if you can save your life quickly here, there is no problem in saving your life, but there is no doubt that you will be seriously injured.
If Zhang Yi hadn't been born with a very sharp reflexive nerve, he might have been doomed when he entered training here for the first time. But even so, he was still seriously injured, with dozens of long gashes all over his body.
Moreover, you are not allowed to wear velvet steel uniforms during training here, so anything you touch will go directly into your flesh without any hindrance.
"Damn it! How can I use the "quick" formula here?" Zhang Yi dodges in a hurry, and a stone the size of a fist flies past his ear. If it hits his face, it will definitely be disfigured.
Although Leng Yan taught him the technique of "Chun Zi Jue", but in this situation, he had no time to use any moves at all and could only rely on his own reaction to dodge desperately.
Leng Yan was staring at the surveillance screen in an observation room. There was still no expression on her face, and she was looking at Zhang Yi on the screen with an extremely cold look.
"Why would the sect master find such a person as his apprentice?" Leng Yan said lightly: "It's really disappointing."
If Zhang Yi heard these words, I'm afraid he would be furious. In this place where people are running around with bricks, bricks, swords, guns, swords and halberds, and they can't even fully grasp the direction of the attack, how can they have time to use their tricks? I'm afraid.
Just putting on airs will get you hit a few times.
The objects flew out faster and faster. At first, one flew out every few seconds, but now it almost flew out one every second. The wounds on Zhang Yi's body gradually increased. Although there were no fatal injuries,
But Zhang Yi knew that if he continued like this, the bleeding from the wound alone would be enough to cause him to bleed to death.
"Hey! Have I said enough? I can't bear it anymore!" Zhang Yi shouted quickly, and his body did not stop while shouting. He kept moving and dodging. He was injured again and again, making him really feel that his life was threatened.
.
There was no echo, as if he had been abandoned in this training area, or Zhang Yi was running away desperately, while someone was watching silently on the side, satisfying some evil taste.
Fortunately, this training area is large enough. As long as you keep moving, the probability of being hit will be much smaller. But now the frequency of flying things is much faster, and the speed of flying out is getting faster and faster. Give Zhang
Yi felt as if it was raining in this training area, but instead of raindrops, it was raining all kinds of tools and weapons.
"I've told you all about the techniques of rushing words. What are you doing now?" At this time, Leng Yan's voice finally came from nowhere and went directly into Zhang Yi's ears.
Chasing Zi Jue? Zhang Yiruo realized that he had been dodging constantly, and Chasing Zi Jue was to drive away the opponent's attacks. His passive dodge was indeed completely contrary to Chasing Zi Jue.
But understanding is understanding, and wanting to master the trick instantly under such extreme conditions is simply wishful thinking...
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Zhang Yi has been specially trained by Leng Yan for a week. With Leng Yan's advice, Zhang Yi gradually mastered the trick and was able to control his movement range within five meters and block attacks from all directions with swift moves.
Human potential is unlimited. As long as you survive extreme conditions, you can try more severe extremes. The struggle on the edge of life and death is the easiest way to stimulate your potential, and Zhang Yi has spent every day in this short week.
Living on this edge, his already very sharp reflex nerves became even faster. As long as he could see an attack, he could react in advance.
However, the price for this progress is also covered in scars. During this week, I spent almost every day in a state of continuous blood loss, which is two days more than the five days a month for a normal girl. If not
With a lot of nutritious meals and pharmaceutical support, I'm afraid I would have collapsed from blood loss long ago.
Leng Yan sat in the wheelchair and looked at Zhang Yi expressionlessly. She was like an emotionless machine. She just completed the training and teaching tasks without thinking about whether the other party could accept it or whether he could survive the training.
"Why don't you go out? You will be in danger here." Zhang Yi saw that Leng Yan had not left yet and was still watching from the side, so he asked aloud.
It can be said that there is no safe place in this area. If you are not careful, you will be hit by something.
"Today's topic is different. I don't have to go out." Leng Yan said calmly: "What you have to do today is to brake quietly. There will be a one-meter safe area around you, and one meter away is
Danger zone, if you step into it..."
Next, Leng Yan demonstrated Zhang Yi with practical actions. She didn’t know when five more spherical objects the size of table tennis balls appeared in her hand. With a slight toss, these five small balls became very regular.
They lined up in a row and slowly fell to the ground. Then a terrifying scene happened. As soon as the ball touched the ground, countless steel needles as thick as fingers jumped out of the ground instantly.
When Zhang Yi saw this, his scalp tightened. Starting from the central yang area, steel needles were drilled in circles of one meter around it. The lengths of the steel needles were also different from the inside to the outside, and only the innermost circle of steel needles was exposed.
A head, about ten centimeters, although it is not fatal, it is enough to pierce the sole of the foot. And so on, the steel needle in the last circle is the longest, about two meters.
In other words, if Zhang Yi leaves the safe area of Zhongyang due to dodge, the more he wants to escape, the greater the danger he will face. If he retreats to the last link, what awaits him is that he will be completely penetrated, and even the rescuers will not be able to escape.
The value is gone.
A two-meter steel needle was enough to pierce Zhang Yi's brain from his feet, and there was not just one, but many.
"Are you... not joking?" Zhang Yi suddenly felt a little scared. This was no longer training, it was absolutely life-threatening. Although the training a week ago was very harsh, he also knew that even if he was injured, he would not be alive.
The most dangerous thing is emergency treatment. This secret base not only has a training place, but also a medical department, which is responsible for medical rescue.
"No, go in." Leng Yan didn't want to explain anything at all, just shook his head.
"You're kidding! This is totally a way to die!" Zhang Yi waved his hand. He is not afraid of receiving special training. It doesn't matter even if it is a harsh special training. After all, he is here to enhance his strength. But now this project is completely a way to die.
In a safe area within one meter, with such a high density of attacks, who can guarantee that he will stay put? As long as he moves and steps slightly into the dangerous area, it is almost equal to death.
Even if your feet are only pierced, you will lose your normal ability to move, and then you will be hit by attacks from all over. Being hit once or twice by attacks will not be fatal, but being hit by so many weapons with certain lethality will not be fatal.
Ten blows, who else can bear it?
"It's not death, it's special training." Leng Yan shook his head, still showing no expression.
"Impossible, who can do this?" Zhang Yi snorted coldly: "If you can do it, I will go in."
Zhang Yi really doesn't want to challenge this level of difficulty, because he knows that he now needs at least a moving range of four to five meters to ensure as few injuries as possible. In a one-meter safe zone, it can be said that he is not allowed to move. Leng Yan has a disability.
, it is even more impossible for a disabled person to do this. However, what Zhang Yi did not expect was that Leng Yan did not even say a word, took out the remote control and turned off the ground sensor, and slowly walked towards the central safety area in a wheelchair.
Walked over.
"Cao... no?" Zhang Yi swallowed, and a big word 'cao' emerged in his heart.