I'm not a psychopath!

After a day of hard work, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally. It was already late at night.

After the group was dismissed, everyone returned to their rooms, washed up and prepared to go to bed. No one doubted the head coach's words that the next training would only be more cruel.

Jiang Qing led Qingniu back to the room and found that Bailiye had already been lying on the bed. While feeding Qingniu some fasting pills, he said to Bailiye:

"Meditate, don't sleep."

"Why." Bailiye's voice was full of fatigue. After all, he, like many people, didn't know that the illusion space was fake.

He thought he was really going to die.

His mental strength was completely overdrawn. In this case, sleeping would recover much faster than meditating.

"I guess the instructors will not let us sleep well. After midnight, it will be the next day. How many hours do you think the instructors plan to let us sleep well on the second day?"

"This"

Bailiye was silent. He sat up and leaned against the wall, and felt that what Jiang Qing said made sense.

"What a lousy place!" A voice came from the square outside, Bailiye was attracted and walked to the window to look out.

Not only him, but the windows of every room were full of people, looking at the square.

"The conditions here are too bad, I want to go home, my name is Zhang Xiangui, Zhang from the Zhang family, I have crushed the sound transmission jade slip, and my father will soon let the higher-ups pass down the order"

"——Puff."

Before he finished speaking, he exploded into a ball of blood mist, and was blown away by the night wind, and nothing disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the heads lying on the window watching the show all shrank back, and some crooked thoughts were originally given up.

"It's really cruel."

"Isn't this normal." Jiang Qing said indifferently, "Remove some rotten meat. If you are a prince who works hard to govern, you should be happy to see this scene."

After feeding the blue cow, Jiang Qing made the bed and sat cross-legged in meditation. From now on, he can't sleep.

"Maybe."

Bai Liye also returned to the bed and quickly sat down to rest. Here, not only the rotten meat would be removed, but also the lack of strength. Weakness is the original sin.

The night was getting deeper.

Many people had fallen asleep.

But only three hours later, Jiang Qing was startled by a shrill horn.

Almost in an instant, Jiang Qing rushed out of the door carrying the sleeping blue cow, and called Bai Liye by the way.

Captain Hu counted the numbers silently. As a cultivator, they only had five seconds from getting up to gathering. If they exceeded this number, they would be punished.

"Time is up."

Captain Hu looked at the training ground. There were only a few people. He looked at them one by one. 'Jun Wudao, um, nothing wrong. Bai Liye? He was a little less energetic, but at least he caught up. Then it was Luo Shui and Xin Huanchun.

Jiang Qing?

Why is he still carrying a cow? Forget it, powerful people are a little special. I have to get used to it. ’

Captain Hu thought so in his heart, but when he saw Luo Hua leaning on a mop, he still couldn't hold back and cursed inwardly.

"Cough." He coughed.

"All the others who are late, three whips." This whip is not ordinary. One whip will leave a bloody wound, even for physical cultivators.

Except Qin Xiaosui.

This guy was rubbing his eyes in pajamas, which was very cute. The instructor couldn't do it, but after all, he couldn't make an exception. He lashed out three whips, but these three whips seemed to hit the fine steel.

She asked in a daze, "Can I pass?"

Instructor: "Yes, yes"

But in her heart, she shouted wildly, what kind of monster is this, this guy's body is not from some demon god, right?

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Then, it was speed training.

In the dark night, they quickly crossed the five hundred miles of mountains and forests, and the ones who ranked lower were whipped.

Then there was an hour of strength training. The training method was to attack the Liuli God Body of the Guard Captain with full power, and the latter would feel whether it was qualified.

When Qin Xiao was 18 years old, he quietly raised his strength to the Nascent Soul level, then thought about it and announced that she had passed this item directly.

These are just the beginning.

In the following training, the threshold for not being whipped will gradually increase. Even now, more than ten members have been eliminated in just one morning of training.

Some died of exhaustion, and some chose to give up and were wiped out after being whipped.

This place seems to be a concentration camp. Everyone has no choice but to meet the conditions, otherwise they will die. One of them is particularly embarrassed.

That is Baili Lin.

The way he used forbidden objects and took his own lives to prevent disasters was seen by every student. Once he was in a place where the instructor could not see, he would secretly trip him up.

Although Baili Lin's strength exceeded that of most students, there were too many people who hated him.

After three hours of training, it was finally time for breakfast.

However, in front of all the students was a piece of bloody monster meat, and they were required to eat it raw. How could the students have eaten such a thing?

They are all treasures in the sect.

All of them were fed and raised.

Even Jiang Qing was no exception. Several masters and senior brothers gave him the best things.

"How do we eat this?" The students kept whispering to each other.

"Silence!"

Captain Tiger's voice was like a tiger's roar, with a strong deterrent effect. "This monster meat is rich in spiritual power and flesh and blood power. If you are on the verge of death on the battlefield, you even have to tear the meat off the corpse and stuff it into your stomach.

And in the world of cultivating immortals, monster meat is a treasure that needs to be purchased at a high price.

What's wrong with it being raw?

Immortal cultivators are still afraid of eating bad food? "

Captain Tiger picked up a bloody piece of raw meat and took the lead in chewing it. Blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The students frowned and hesitated.

“Crunch, crunch—.”

The second sound of chewing raw meat suddenly came out. Commander Hu heard the sound and looked around. He saw Jiang Qing tearing off a piece of meat and putting it into his mouth to chew slowly.

But the sudden look made him a little surprised, and he couldn't help but complained in his heart: "What's so interesting about this, a bunch of country bumpkins."

Never had steak? ’

I think back when he hadn't traveled back in time, people on the Internet said that steak matured at 0.1 was the most delicious. Netizens probably wouldn't lie.

Jiang Qing: (`)

When Commander Hu saw this, he cast an appreciative look. He was worthy of being a pioneer. A powerful person is capable of anything.

After seeing Jiang Qing take the lead, the others also endured nausea and swallowed the raw meat in their stomachs. A few who hesitated too much were whipped twice.

Among the people who were beaten, two of them had been whipped for failing to meet the standards when traveling at high speed. This time, their injuries were aggravated. They should not be able to survive today's training.

Breakfast time is over.

The urging trumpet sounded again, and the students rushed out of the door like a tide.

After breakfast, there was training again. After a whole day of training, more and more people could not hold on. Time passed like this. The high-intensity training in the first three days directly eliminated half of the students.

Jiang Qingdu smelled something unusual, and the forces behind many people were extremely terrifying.

To what extent has the war between the monster race and the human race reached, and why is it that the national master is allowed to select the top genius at all costs?

What is the real purpose of choosing a genius?

Whenever he had free time, Jiang Qing would think about this problem, but to no avail.

this day.

He decided to test the lucky potion first.