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For a full hour, Lin Xun was tortured to the point of horrific abuse, and the whole person was beaten to the point of numbness and could not feel the pain.

This was a separate training, and Xiao Ke didn't use any real means, but only used some melee fighting skills to beat Lin Xun to the bottom of his face.

In comparison, Xiazhi's fighting methods are simple, direct, and rude, while Xiaoke's fighting focuses more on some bizarre skills, which are secretive, ruthless, and kill with one hit.

Lin Xun seemed to be beaten down again and again, but it was in this cruel training that his understanding of combat was significantly accelerated.

This is the harvest. The price you pay, the benefits you can get. This is fully reflected under the ravages of Instructor Xiaoke.

In the past, Lin Xun thought that what he had summed up was very powerful, but when he really fought against a powerhouse with a high level of fighting like Xiaoke, he realized that he was still too naive before.

But the more this happened, the more aroused Lin Xun's unyielding character.

During this whole hour of abuse, Lin Xun showed tenacious and amazing perseverance and understanding. Although he was knocked down every time, his fighting methods were obviously changing gradually.

This kind of change was taken into Xiao Ke's eyes. On the surface, she didn't say anything, but she felt a little strange in her heart.

On the first day of training, she was not optimistic about Lin Xun, Lin Xun's cultivation base was too low, and compared with other students, his fighting methods were not outstanding.

Even if Lin Xun was not eliminated in the first day of training,

Xiao Ke also didn't think that Lin Xun had much chance of counterattack.

All this can be seen from this week's points results. From the beginning to the end, Lin Xun was the bottom and last place in Camp 39!

It was also last night, when Xiaoman kidnapped Lin Xun, that it caught Xiaoke's attention.

Especially when I heard Xu Sanqi say that Lin Xun will assist Lao Mo in the transformation of the Ziying battleship in the future and will no longer participate in various trainings at Camp 39, Xiao Ke directly refused.

No matter how bad Lin Xun is, he is also her Xiaoke's student. How can he be taken away like this?

Last night, Xiao Ke originally planned to take Lin Xun away, but she only changed her mind when she heard the conversation between Lin Xun and Xiaoman outside the warehouse.

Why should Xiaoman train his students alone?

She can do these things too!

So, there is one-on-one training this afternoon, and this individual training will continue every afternoon in the future.

It's just that Xiao Ke did not expect that Lin Xun's perseverance was so tenacious, and his understanding of the battle was extremely terrifying. All these factors came together, and unconsciously slightly improved Xiao Ke's opinion of Lin Xun.

Maybe this kid can really hold on to the end?

Xiao Ke decided to take another look.

Soon, the one-hour close combat training was over, Xiao Ke said, "I'll give you an hour to recover, and in an hour, I'll take you to the No. 10 training ground."

After all, she turned and walked away, ignoring Xiaoman in the distance from beginning to end.

...

Lin Xun was lying on the ground panting, his body was numb, his eyes were dull, but his mind was very lively, flashing the scenes of the battle just now.

"If you don't die, get up quickly, no one will pity you when you lie on the ground." Xiaoman came over, folded his arms and looked at Lin Xun, his eyes full of schadenfreude.

Lin Xun's dull eyes gradually brightened, and he murmured, "I have a feeling that within three days, I will

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Can break through! "

Xiaoman was stunned, looking at the young man's blue nose and swollen face, as well as the pair of bright eyes, a soft color appeared on his expression.

In the final analysis, this is just a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy, who is willing to bow his head and admit defeat at such an age?

Xiaoman squatted down, took out a bottle of medicine, and smeared on the bruises all over Lin Xun's body, and said, "Why are you so eager to become stronger?"

Lin Xun didn't reject Xiaoman's kindness, he sighed comfortably, and said, "For the sake of survival."

The understated sentence seemed to touch Xiaoman's heartstrings. She stopped talking and helped Lin Xun apply the wound medicine in silence, but her movements were clearly a lot gentler.

An hour later, training ground No. 10.

Lin Xun fought with the flaming golden spider with a knife.

I don't know where Xiaoman's wound medicine came from. The effect is surprisingly good. In just an hour, the bruises all over Lin Xun's body healed as before.

On the mountain peak, Xiaoke watched all this silently.

"She was very kind to this kid, she actually took out the black jade melting cream to restore his injury." The fat middle-aged man came over at some unknown time.

"She is ashamed!" Xiaoke said coldly.

"I don't blame Xiaoman for what happened back then. We were all too young at that time, not much older than this kid. Why should you keep holding grudges for the mistakes you made back then?" The fat middle-aged looked complicated.

"Once some mistakes are made, they are destined to be unforgivable." Speaking of which, Xiao Ke frowned and said, "Fatty, why are you looking for me?"

The fat middle-aged knew in his heart that Xiao Ke didn't want to bring this up again, he sighed and said, "The rules of the monthly assessment have been determined, Camp 39 will compete with Camp 40, and the loser will be dismissed. Drop camp."

Xiao Ke raised her eyebrows and said, "Is the instructor at Camp 40 a crippled wolf?"

The fat middle-aged nodded: "Yes, it is this deceitful and insidious guy. There are currently thirty-nine students in his camp, and there are also many powerful people. Just in terms of the number of students, your Camp No. 39 is completely in the middle. disadvantage."

Xiao Ke said indifferently: "The number of people is never the key to the outcome, I know this very well."

The fat middle-aged man said worriedly: "Xiao Ke, if you lose Camp 39 this time, not only will the camp be laid off, but you will also retire from the position of instructor. You should know what this means."

Xiao Ke was silent for a moment, looked at Lin Xun's sweaty figure in the training ground, and said, "I'm never interested in leaving the Blood Killing Camp."

The fat middle-aged man shook his head without saying a word.

...

Until night fell, Lin Xun was sent back to Lao Mo's warehouse. As soon as he returned, he was lying in a chair like a pool of mud.

too tired!

This time, after fighting with the flame golden spider for more than an hour, Lin Xun was on the verge of collapse and almost lost his strength.

This almost abnormal training made Lin Xun feel indescribable fatigue and numbness both physically and mentally.

Xiaoman prepared dinner, Lin Xunqiang braced himself and devoured it.

"Boy, you will be able to refine a new spiritual stove tomorrow. You are indeed a genius. I have a hunch that as long as you follow your method, you will definitely succeed this time."

Lao Mo walked over in high spirits, his face full of joy.

Lin Xun absentmindedly hummed.

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He said, "Old Mo, when refining the spirit stove, I was too cute to help you, everything depends on you."

Lao Mo was stunned: "You won't do it?"

Lin Xun said helplessly: "I'm still a spirit pattern apprentice, how can I engrave a spirit pattern array?"

Netherweave apprentice?

Lao Mo's eyes widened: "Boy, you won't lie to me, right? You can come up with such a genius way to draw so many intricate spirit patterns, and you actually say you are a spirit pattern apprentice?"

Lin Xun sighed, "Do I need to belittle myself again?"

Lao Mo was stunned for a while, then suddenly gave a strange cry, pointing to his nose: "If you are a spirit pattern apprentice, wouldn't I be inferior to a spirit pattern apprentice?"

Lin Xun was too lazy to talk, this old man was too competitive.

Lao Mo looked at Lin Xun like a monster, and suddenly said: "With your means, you can completely concentrate on the path of spiritual tattoo masters, and in the future, you can definitely have inexhaustible wealth and a status that is respected by thousands of people, why bother Do you want to give up the basics and come to the blood-killing camp for training?"

Lin Xun asked back, "What about you? Why did you stay in the blood killing camp again?"

Lao Mo's expression suddenly became a little complicated, and he said a little irritably: "I offended an old and immortal bastard, and I was forced to come here. It's different from you!"

Lin Xun squinted his eyes, this old Mo has an extremely detached position in the blood killing camp, how could such a person be forced to hide here? So which big man did he offend?

After a while, Lin Xuncai said, "I'm really different from you. The purpose of my coming to the Blood Killing Camp is very simple, so that one day I won't be forced to be as low as you..."

This answer seems to be a little disrespectful to Lao Mo, but Lao Mo seems to understand it all at once, and sighs: "If Lao Tzu had your awareness back then, he wouldn't have been reduced to what it is today."

When he spoke, he turned away with his hands behind his back, and his thin figure was a little desolate and lonely.

"Who exactly did Lao Mo offend?" Lin Xun couldn't help asking Xiaoman.

"A spiritual master with a high status in the empire." Xiaoman replied casually, as if this was not a secret.

Spirit Rune Master!

Lin Xun's heart was shocked. This is a more detached existence than a spirit pattern master. No wonder people like Lao Mo can only be forced to hide here. Offending a spirit pattern master is like offending a cave. The strong will have serious consequences!

...

From this day on, Lin Xun's life became extremely regular, but also extremely hard and abnormal.

In the morning, he and Lao Mo discussed the spirit pattern array, and put forward his own suggestions on the transformation of the Ziying battleship spirit furnace. In the afternoon, Xiao Ke would conduct all kinds of cruel training alone.

Even at night, he had to meditate, hone his soul, and figure out martial arts... Under this high-intensity operation, Lin Xundu couldn't wait to split his time in half.

three days later.

Lin Xunxiu was successfully promoted, breaking through to the "Little Zhoutian" level of the seventh realm of true martial arts!

This promotion has brought about a new transformation in his entire body strength. Only in terms of the depth of his spiritual power, he is already comparable to a powerhouse at the pinnacle of the ninth level of true martial arts.

When he saw the test results, Xiaoman couldn't help but be moved, stared at Lin Xun faintly, and said: "You kid is really a monster who plays cards out of common sense! I doubt whether you have a certain kind of body in your body or not. Awakened innate attributes."

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p: Thank you Tiger Brother for spending a lot of money and being promoted to the leader! The second is around 3pm.

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