Two days later, Han Lang, as usual, soaked himself in cold water that ordinary people could not imagine, and now Hanlang has been able to withstand the ultra-low temperature waters of the minus 110 degrees, in which he has cultivated for more than three hours without being harmed.

At the end of the training, Han Lang climbed out of the ultra-cold pool, braving white steam, while his skin was red and his body temperature was rising rapidly.

gao

Han Lang swallowed a nuclear kinetic energy, which is an illegal drug used to enhance the source force, which can stimulate the large-scale generation and release of source power in the zero-degree brain field, and as many as millions of fighters who die or are paralyzed every year because of nuclear kinetic energy, have long been listed as the most dangerous banned drug by the Galactic Federation.

But Han Lang has a special anti-toxic physique, he now not only takes nuclear kinetic energy every day, but also once before and after training, ordinary fighters if the same nuclear kinetic energy as sugar beans, has long died a hundred times.

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A large number of power began to pour into Hanlang's body, eliminating his fatigue, so that he was full of strength, even after three hours and 40 minutes of extreme training, Han Lang felt that he still had the ability to do one with anyone!

This is only the power of Han Lang, he is crazy cultivation, crazy learning, crazy to take drugs that others will not dare to use!So his class increased as fast as a rocket.

There is a mirror in the cultivation room, Han Lang is facing the mirror wearing his coat, he has very obvious muscles, if someone to pinch the Hanlang biceps, you will find that Hanlang's muscles are too special, simply harder than steel, not like the type of muscles that humans should have.

This is the added effect of long-term limit cultivation, high-speed upgrade at the same time, Han Lang is becoming as solid as a robot, he and the highest level of teammate Simberg than tried, Simberg has four stars intermediate, is a generation of proud son, the source index of nearly 50,000 existence.

If you do not use super ability so close to hand-to-hand combat, the source of ten times the power of Han Lang's Simberg wants to fight and Han Lang into a tie hand is difficult, because Hanlang's muscles are too hard, like wearing armor, fighting ability first-class, Simberg is difficult to hurt him, in turn, if Han Lang is to give Simberg a punch, can Shinberg pain straight grin.

In short, under the guidance of the strange old man, Han Lang has grown rapidly like an unprecedented, demonic spirit, and is becoming less and less like a normal human being.

The training camp facilities are advanced, there is a large-screen computer with a high configuration in the room, Han Lang took off the necklace from the neck, removed the dark web landing program installed in the memory card, and habitually found the road.

As Hanlang and Zong Dao became more and more familiar, they began to use video chat, and Zong No Dao was no longer as cold as in the past, but the requirements for Hanlang became more and more stringent, but when there was a little mistake in the training, Zong No Dao would be very harsh to rebuke Hanlang.

When the cold saw the serious old face of Zong Noi, he smiled and said, "Teacher, the established task is completed, and I feel that I can practice in the waters of minus 120 degrees."

Zong Nods, carefully look at Hanlang's training records today, and carries the physiological test opportunity to send Hanlang's daily training records to Zongwu, heartbeat, blood pressure, energy consumption, etc., without a big detail.

Han Lang gradually found that Zong's cultivation by pointing out his own cultivation is not really casual, and it seems that there is a certain kind of cultivation science that he does not understand, when to reduce the temperature and when to increase the intensity, Zongwu Dao is determined by data.

"Well, the source index is 4,2pack, according to the current grade standards of the Milky Way, you are already a three-star intermediate warrior, and all the indicators are excellent, tomorrow it will enter the waters of minus 120 degrees, and the cultivation goal is still a quartet."

Han Lang touched his head and said, “Teacher, is another 46th replay?”I am now a wonder in the army, but the three-star intermediate training will only be forty-six, and nothing else has been learned."

He glanced at his eyes, “What?Are you not satisfied?”

Han Lang quickly shook his head, "That's not it, I've always believed in the teacher's arrangement."

Han Lang thought: "Recently, the situation on the earth has become worse and worse, yesterday was under an unprecedented 13 attacks, and even a looting group tried to attack a large city on the earth, causing heavy casualties."

“And our legions have been preparing for war as crazy lately, and the large troops have been training from morning to night, and the regiments have come to see us every day, and have asked me several times in a row, and I have replied that there is no problem.”

"Teacher, if I guess I'm right, in these two days, we're going to be on the battlefield."

Zong Yili gently raised his eyelids, then nodded: "You say that I have a number of things in my heart, do you think that if you learn a little martial arts, you may be able to play better in the battlefield?"

"I think so."Hanna did not hide.

Zong sighed, "To be honest, you have indeed come to learn martial arts, not to mention this battle, two months later you will also go to the last stage of stress testing, then you will need martial arts."

"But you know, you and others are not at all the same, others to learn martial arts may be a benefit, and you, bad is bad, after all, your superpowers and combat characteristics are too special, choose a martial arts, we must be careful and careful."

"As for the battle you want to take part in, don't worry, your body is now harder than anyone else, your toxin resistance is stronger than anyone else, your superpowers are unique, these three are your foundation, if you can play a real fighting spirit on this basis, you can be good at using the characteristics of the 46th Quartet, you are already a good fighter."

Han Lang thought for a moment and nodded, "Understood, the desire is not up to speed, rather than temporarily holding the feet, it is better to use as much as possible now."

After training, Han Lang also took the genius camp comrades to practice wolf teeth tactics together, Han Lang saw that the time is almost the same, then and Zong said goodbye, turned away from his own special training room to go to the hall.

I saw that the team members had arrived, all around the big screen, staring at the look, Amberbe in the hall anxious dialing the phone.

“Come on, let’s start!”Han Lang waved his arm and shouted.

Strangely, I didn't pay attention to him, and everyone's training was very positive.

He turned his head hard and said in a depressing voice, "Wait a minute, Sydney is attacked."

Cold and jerking, quickly came to the big screen, only to see the famous Sydney Opera House, now this landmark building has been incarnated into a sea of fire, shell-shaped hall completely collapsed.

The camera gradually pulled into the distance, the big city was in disrepair, countless fire points, countless voices of howling.

On the side of the broken street, the broken street lamp was pressed on the back of a mother, the mother curled up, the young son was under her, and the little guy was crying, but how could she not wake up and sleep the mother.

A skyscraper fell, a slender arm was found in the ruins, apparently, the arm belonged to a young woman, fingers to the sky, the sound of help more and more faint, the ruins do not know how many buried life, they even too late to send a shout, lost consciousness.

Helicopter cameras kept switching between the tragedy after the Sydney city's robbery, there was no sound, and the TV broadcast was embarrassed and silent, perhaps even the live-streamer did not know what to say at this moment.

Amber is still making calls, but the phone is always busy.

He sighed in the morning and lowered his voice and said to Han Lang, "Her family is in Sydney."

Han Lin did not speak, and no one spoke.

Suddenly, the always cheerful Amberbe broke out in silence, she smashed the phone in her hand on the wall, smashed the smash, and hit the wall made of alloy with her own fist, punching one punch after another.

Oh, hey

It is inconceivable that from such a beautiful girl's throat it was like a beast's howl, and Ambebe rushed out of the hall hysterically, rushed to the yard, and against the stars, she finally cried out, crying through the bone marrow.

"I'll go and see her, and you'll continue to train."Simberg stood up.

"In this section of the eye, who still has the mind to train."He patted his head with his big hand in the morning and said with red eyes.

Simberg's figure suddenly stopped, he did not turn back, and calmly said: "I should not have said, but my cousin on the Atlantic told me that they were required to complete the maintenance of the whole ship at the latest tonight."

"Han Lang, I think you're right, tonight should be the last time we practice before we leave, so it's important."