40,000 Years of Cultivation

In the corner of the transport ship, Li Yao stared at the Crystal Brain Light Screen intently, and took the last few minutes to learn the instructions for entering the camp and gain an in-depth understanding of the Thunder training camp.

The more he understands, the tighter his brows frown.

"The difficulty is really high!"

For a long time, Li Yao grinned and murmured.

Among the four major training camps, the Thunder training camp is the most severe, and it has the title of "death training camp".

The word "death" on the one hand means that there are many training subjects close to actual combat in the training camp, which are extremely dangerous, and even have a certain probability of disability and death. The training contracts signed before entering the camp are all written in black and white. Write out in vain.

Thunder training camp is only open to the brave, not for the faint-hearted.

On the other hand, it also refers to a very high elimination rate.

Thunder training camp is divided into internal camps and external camps. The external camps are dedicated to cultivators in the Qi-refining period. Usually, each period will recruit 100 students, and after three months, only ten can be left.

The elimination rate is as high as 90%, which is more difficult than most courses in the Martial Arts Department of the Great Desert War Academy!

This cruel training style and super high elimination rate have on the contrary established the reputation of the Thunder training camp. Countless cultivators are willing to pay a large amount of money in order to obtain a shiny "Thunder Armor Master" certification badge.

These students, since they can afford the high tuition, are more likely to control billions of crystal armors in the future. They are either the noble sons of wealthy families or the future stars vigorously cultivated by the cultivating sect. They need resources, resources, and strength. Being strong is completely different from the opponents Li Yao encountered before.

"These hundred people are all real masters, and they are not the same as freshmen like Zhao Tianchong and Lu Tieshan."

"Many of them already have a certain amount of crystal armor control experience, unlike me, who have never been in contact with them, they are complete rookies."

"It's not easy to get into the top ten among such a hundred strong people!"

Just thinking about it, the transport ship shook slightly and landed on the Gobi Desert next to the oasis.

Li Yao and a dozen other students walked down.

At this moment in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, the Gobi Desert is unshielded, and the strong direct sunlight hits people’s skin and explodes.

Obviously, there is an oasis not far away, but students like them have to wait under the big sun.

The transport ship rolled up a large dust and whizzed away, but no one of the staff came out to respond.

With the ups and downs of several other transport ships, the number of students on the Gobi Desert gradually increased.

Li Yao secretly observed that most of the students were over twenty-five years old and had fought in a real Shura field. Their expressions were very sharp, without the youthfulness and immaturity of college students.

Although everyone used the astringent technique to hide their strength, seeing them standing under the big sun for a few hours and not sweating at all on their bodies, Li Yao knew that the strength of many people had reached the level of refining qi. High-level period.

Maybe, his strength is the weakest among the 100 students.

The vast majority of the students showed their utmost vigilance and scanned their competitors in the next three months very vigilantly.

When he perceives an opponent whose strength is almost the same as his own, he unabashedly releases his hostility.

Training camps are different from schools and sects.

The brothers and sisters in schools and sects are all an interest group. No matter how fierce the competition is, there will be a bit of incense and a sense of collective honor after all.

Just like Li Yao, Zhao Tianchong, and Lu Tieshan, although there are competitions, they are all brothers in the Great Desolate War Academy, and they will still unite and work together when encountering major events.

Training camps are not the same. They are naked transactions and have no relationship with each other. They are the most direct competitors.

Of the 100 students, only ten can have the last laugh. Everyone is an enemy. Whenever there is a chance, we must eliminate others!

This is the truest thought in the hearts of all students.

Li Yao was thinking about it, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and the sun seemed to be covered by a huge black cloud.

Squinting his eyes, it was a young man with a tall stature, gray eyes and a sharp face carved out of a rock.

With a weird smile on the face of this young man, with gleaming eyes, it was like a cat caught the mouse, but he was not eager to bite it to death. Instead, he had to have fun for a long time.

"Dahuang Battle Yard, Li Yao?"

The gray-eyed youth raised his eyebrows and asked faintly.

Li Yao keenly heard a trace of hostility, straightened his waist, and looked at the young man:

"you are?"

"Deep Sea University, War Armor Department, Wilderness Stone."

The gray-eyed young man said casually.

Li Yao frowned, this is a very strange name.

"You don't know me, but I have heard a little bit about you."

Yuan Yeshi sneered, "My sister Yuan Yexue, is the true disciple of supernova Jiang Sheng, one of the nine-star chain. From her, I occasionally saw a copy of your information, knowing that you are a crafting genius. It was so popular that our deep sea university couldn't hold our heads up in the registered device mixer exam."

"It's just that, this Thunder training camp is our armor master's territory. If you don't want to be your own craftsman, what are you doing here?"

"Come in the sun."

Faced with aggressive questions, Li Yao responded lazily.

Yuan Ye Shi's eyes flashed with electricity, just as he was about to speak, there was a commotion behind him suddenly.

But it was a scruffy-looking, skeleton-like shuttle car that galloped up.

"The instructor is here!"

Someone called.

Yuan Yeshi's face changed, and he said every word:

"The grievances between you refiners have nothing to do with me, and I don't bother to care about it either."

"However, I don't like the way you speak."

"Maybe you are a crafting genius, it doesn't mean that you can be so arrogant in the world of the armor master."

"Starting from today, I will stare at you firmly, and I will eliminate you whenever I have a chance!"

With that, he gave Li Yao a sharp look with a scimitar-like gaze, and returned to the crowd.

At this moment, a middle-aged burly man jumped down on the skeleton-shaped shuttle car. Before landing, the ground exploded with two footsteps into the wood, as if a 10,000-ton boulder was smashed down, and the mountain shook the ground. Move, roll up the sky full of smoke and dust.

"So strong!"

"At least it's a high-level foundation stage!"

Many trainees whispered.

The smoke was cleared, and the one who appeared among the crowd was a burly man with a short stature and a strangely ugly appearance.

Most of the top of this person's head was shiny and shiny, but on the top of his head there was a bunch of hair rising up into the sky, and on his lips, there were two shiny black hair, like a black scimitar-like beard.

At first glance, these three bunches of hair attracted most of the eyes, making people overlook his true appearance.

Many students couldn't help but laugh.

The eyes of the three brawny men were flashing like lightning. A slight sweep made the back of everyone's heads chill, their throats seemed to be pinched tightly, and their smiles were all suffocated in their stomachs.

"My name is Mao Feng. I am the supervisor of the Thunder Training Camp and the chief instructor for the next three months. I will become your most fearful, disgusting, and gritted teeth. I can't wait for the horrible existence of broken corpses!"

With his hands on his back, Mao Feng paced among the students unhurriedly.

When he walked to one person, he met that person fiercely.

Within five seconds, the student always groaned and was defeated.

Mao Feng snorted contentedly and walked to the next student.

The voice was not high, but in the strong wind on the Gobi Desert, it reached every student's ears clearly.

"I've read all of your materials. You are all the pride of heaven, one of the best cultivating geniuses in a million. Not only do you have a deep background, but your own strength is also outstanding."

"Many of you have participated in countless **** battles, killing hundreds of monsters with your own hands."

"There are many people who have been in contact with Crystal Armor for a long time, and even some people, who are majoring in battle armor from various colleges and universities, take advantage of the summer vacation to come to the Thunder training camp to improve themselves."

"But, here, everything must start from scratch!"

"I don't care who you are, whether you are a man in the school, a mainstay in a sect, or a battle hero on the battlefield, all identities, status, and pasts are meaningless here!"

"In the Thunder Training Camp, you are the most ordinary students. There is no need for a name. From one to one hundred, you only need a number!"

"I will implement the most severe, cruel, and tyrannical training for you. As long as you have the slightest slack or vacillation, you will be eliminated mercilessly!"

"However, most people couldn't survive being eliminated, so they cried and shouted to quit automatically!"

"Remember, the crystal armor is the magic weapon among the magic weapons, and the armor master is the cultivator among the cultivators!"

"A armor master must always be at the forefront of the battlefield, and will always be surrounded by enemies. A armor master who does not die three times and five times a day is not a real armor master!"

"Thunder training camp only trains real armor masters. Without such preparations, get out as early as possible!"

With that, Mao Feng walked up to Li Yao, his eyes flashing like lightning, slammed into his mind.

"What a strong spiritual power!"

Li Yao felt that the mental power of this instructor Mao was hundreds of times stronger than the three-eyed apes he encountered on Demon Jiao Island.

If his spirit hadn't been washed and tempered repeatedly by Ou Yezi, I'm afraid he would have been unable to hold on for half a second.

Li Yao gritted his teeth and looked at Mao Feng.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds!

Ten seconds later, Mao Feng raised his beard like two scimitars, and said viciously, "What is your name?"

"Report instructor, my name is Li Yao!"

Li Yao held his head high, and said loudly in accordance with the requirements in the entry manual.

"Oh it's you!"

Mao Feng grinned, looked around, and said loudly, "I just said that our group of Hidden Dragons and Crouching Tigers are all proud of heaven, and even this most inconspicuous little guy has a lot of background!"

"I'm afraid you don't know each other yet, let me introduce to you, our class, the youngest student with the lowest cultivation level."

"He is also a ruthless man!"