Corridor Of Creatures

Early the next morning, before Wei Ying woke up, Fu Xi banged on the door to wake him up, and pulled him in a daze to a special soundproof underground training ground.

"No, what are you doing, Fu Xi?"

"From now on, you don't have to worry about the above things. All you have to do is concentrate on training."

Fu Xi quickly placed five stone cups to the southernmost part of the room. While confirming the distance between them, he tied a thick rope on each of the five stone cups.

"Right now?"

"Start training, hold your breath."

Wei Ying adjusted his body after hearing the words, took a breath into his body, and waited for Fu Xi's next instruction.

"Breathe out when I ask you to breathe out, do you understand?"

Seeing Wei Ying nod, Fu Xi turned around and walked behind him, snatching away the cracked blue sword without any explanation. Feeling Wei Ying's body tremble suddenly, Fu Xi glared hard and waited for a while before walking away. .

Weiying didn't feel uncomfortable at first, but he just felt that the first training was not as difficult as he imagined. The hellish difficulty of the original trial made him doubt his life, but is it so easy now?

However, I don't know how many minutes passed, but Fu Xi still didn't come back. The gas accumulated in his chest kept attacking Wei Ying's body. He grabbed his thighs with both hands and tried to endure it.

The teeth in the upper and lower grooves squeezed each other, and violent fluctuations came from the chest again and again. A breath was stuck in the throat, as if entangled with saliva, and the entire mouth felt uncomfortable.

A strong feeling of nausea came to his heart, and he could feel the rejection reaction from his body. Wei Ying quickly raised his left hand to cover his mouth, only to find that the blood vessels in his neck had bulged.

With his right hand, he scratched his thigh with red marks. The dizziness rushed straight into his brain. His vision began to blur, and he almost fainted. "Aren't you here yet?"

Hearing the crunching sound of teeth in his mouth, Wei Ying closed his eyes and clenched his fists with both hands to force himself to hold on. The muscles in his legs began to twitch and saliva flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

"alright."

I don't know whether it was because of his inner desire to survive or because he really heard Fu Xi's voice. When Wei Ying gasped for breath, his body softened and fell behind him. Fu Xi used his body as support to hold him up with both hands.

Looking at Wei Ying who was holding his breath until his face turned red, Fu Xi couldn't help but laugh softly. In fact, he didn't expect Wei Ying to be able to hold his breath for so long, and then he "slightly" increased the level of training.

Wei Ying went as soft as a wilted carrot, coughing from time to time and looking at Fu Xi with dull eyes.

"alright?"

"Well, you are quite talented. I couldn't even hold my breath for so long."

"How long have I been holding my breath?"

"A full ten minutes!"

If Fu Xi practiced holding his breath back then, it would have taken him three months to reach this level.

"You didn't often practice holding your breath secretly in the past, right?"

"my past......"

Wei Ying could not remember anything about his past. Apart from his own name, all his memories only happened in this new world, including those sword skills, which seemed to be innate.

"I can't remember."

"...Well, I understand."

Fu Xi just asked casually. For people in the corridor, this kind of daily conversation was commonplace. However, Fu Xi still didn't recover for a while and regretted the moment he said it.

Since Wei Ying and the others are outsiders, it is natural that they have no memory of the past.

"You should rest first. Remember to call me when you are half recovered. Remember! It's half!"

"Half? How can I judge this?"

"You should understand your own body."

After Fu Xi finished speaking, he waved his hand and left, locking the room from the outside. However, he did not leave. He just sat behind the door and waited for Wei Ying to call him before walking in.

With nothing to do, he picked up a stone on the ground, pinched it between two fingers, slightly arched his ring finger and little finger, and pointed it at the scarecrow in front of him, holding his breath to get the right spot.

With a shake of his right hand, the small stone flew away like a tiger and leopard. The stone that was about to leave an afterimage passed through the scarecrow's head and penetrated the straw bale to the outer wall of the base, leaving a hole of half a stone.

In the room, Wei Ying crossed his legs and touched his chest with his left hand to feel the rapid heartbeat. "How can I accurately judge that my body has recovered to half of its value?"

Close your eyes gently and forget everything around you. The space between heaven and earth suddenly disappears. In the quiet world, there is only the intermittent beating of the heart.

In the dark, another self seemed to appear. The vague phantom walked behind Wei Ying, but his profile was more majestic and cold-blooded. Suddenly, he put the knife on Wei Ying's neck.

His whole body trembled suddenly, Wei Ying noticed a strange aura attached to the phantom, and jumped away before the opponent made a move. The sword did not hurt Wei Ying, and this environment disappeared.

But at the last moment, Wei Ying saw murderous intent in Phantom's eyes.

...

"Fuxi!"

"Um?!"

Breaking through the door with one kick, Fu Xi looked at Wei Ying, who was pressing one hand on the ground with a card hidden inside his clothes, "What happened?"

"...No, it's okay."

Regarding this sudden illusion, Wei Ying did not think it was fake, but he still had some worries in his heart and did not dare to mess with it. "Now, can you continue training?"

"Have you confirmed that you are halfway through your rest?"

Fu Xi also nodded doubtfully, "Let's get started."

A playing card floated out from his clothes, and slowly fell in front of Wei Ying, blown by the wind, and instantly transformed into a boulder twice as tall as him.

"Strength is also the basis of training. If you can break this boulder, there is only the last training left."

"So fast?"

"My ability is about talent, followed by hard work."

"Okay, but why don't you set an example first?"

Wei Ying just wanted to test Fu Xi's skills. Since he allowed himself to undergo such training, it was not clear whether he had such ability.

If we can't conquer the second floor for a long time, or if this guy Fu Xi goes back on his word, we must have a reasonable analysis of his combat power.

"What you said makes sense."

Fu Xi walked slowly to the boulder, raised two fingers of his left hand and rubbed them up and down on the central seam, "Then let me demonstrate it!"

Just his right foot brushed back a little distance, his eyes briefly glanced at Wei Ying's body, and he punched him with his right hand. Traces of rock collapse were instantly born and spread outward from one point.

With a bang, the boulder broke into many pieces. Fu Xi turned around and swung his black cloak past. He walked to Wei Ying and put down a communicator, "Keep an eye on it. If it's good, call me when it passes."

"......oh."