In Hanlang's personal training room, Extreme Cold Training has entered the ninth hour, which is twice as long as the previous training time, but Han Lang still has no intention of stopping.

As fewer and fewer people were in the training camp, Han Lang felt more and more pressure, and in the face of pressure, Han Lang did not back down, but chose to improve himself with more crazy cultivation.

Today, Hanlang's limit cultivation has two obvious differences from the past. In addition to cultivating the 46th Quartet, Han Lang also spends time practicing how to invoke the dark forces that exist in the body, transforming this powerful force into combat power that can be controlled as he pleases.

Another change is the unrighteousness.

This strange old man's interest in Hanlang is growing, he let Han Lang open a big screen when he cultivates, he always stared at Hanlang, dialogue with Hanlang at any time, and pointed out how Hanlang can better cultivate.

Calling

Han Lang stood in the unfrozen and cold water of minus two hundred degrees, braving the white fog and gasping for breath.

In such cold water, even if Han Lang is motionless, every minute and every second is suffering, it takes a lot of physical energy to persist.

Compared with a month and a half ago, Hanlang's physique has changed significantly, and the cultivation of extreme difficulty has not made Hanlang more burly, he is still a little thin, but his bones and muscles are obviously more solid, like a red steel.

Just finished a round of 46th, Han Lang in the adjustment of their own, no way slightly frowned said: "Next is the practice of the match, I found you a good opponent, a Quergar fugitive, the body characteristics of the Quer people you are clear, the body has hard scales, limbs than human beings more developed, explosive power is very good."

"And he's a killer, he's good at hiding and making a surprise attack, and if you're not careful, he's only going to need a round of attacks to tear your body apart with sharp fingers."

Zong Shudao made good use of the dark network, and every day from the dark network to find some strange people and Hanlang battles, fugitives, killers, dark fighters, anyway, a good person, all of them are tough guys.

According to Zong Dao, when Han Lang adapts to these fiercest opponents in the galaxy, and then goes to the confrontation with those orthodox warriors, they will find that their attacks are so childish that they are completely out of the same grade as these wanted old rivers and lakes.

And the facts have long proved that the gang of these guys found by Zong No Dao is really black, secretly drugged Hanlang, with magic to change a few girls who do not wear clothes to confuse Hanlang, in short, these guys do not seem to understand what is called regular combat, how black how to come, how to insidious how to come.

At first, Han Lang suffered a lot of losses, but with the increasing number of times in the face of these old rivers and lakes, Hanlang is more and more adapted to the dark means of these monsters, and occasionally Hanlang can use a little trick to cure his body with his way of others.

Under the leadership of Zong Noi, Han Lang went further and further on an unrighteous road, and learned many means that were not at all right.

Seeing Han Lang did not react, Zong Wei Dao frowned and continued: "I know you hold your breath, but everything must be gradual, fighting, the test is the overall quality, cultivation, experience, combat consciousness and will, indispensable, seize the time, in addition to the Que-genie killer alone, you have to go to the death live to watch the battle, that is also a very important homework."

Han Long took two deep breaths and asked, “Teacher, I am getting closer and closer to the Galactic Congress, when will I start to learn martial arts?”When will we be in the final stages of stress testing?”

Zong Wu Dao said seriously: "This is not busy, you want to go further, you need a better foundation, now is your time to lay the foundation, martial arts can learn slowly later, but the foundation is not strong is fatal."

"As for the final stage of the stress test, as long as there is no delay, it is good to be able to pass the last minute, and now it is obvious that someone is targeting the warrior from Earth, or wait until you are absolutely sure to go to the final stage of the test."

Noding, Han Lang said in a loud voice, "Understood, I will go to the opponent from the Queer clan for the last time I will do the last dark cultivation."

Oo~

The voice fell, Han Lang suddenly sank, and the whole body was lost in the cold water.

“Study, open up!”

Han Lang's heart was silent, he suddenly opened his right eye, and at this moment, his right eye has completely turned into a dark color, like a ghost.

With only three days left until the final end of the stress test, Han Lang still did not appear in the game, but shut himself up in the base and went crazy to cultivate.

Han Lang did ten hours of extreme cultivation every day, spent an hour fighting with the warriors he found, and then spent an hour analyzing today's combat situation, and then watching the death live broadcast for eight hours on a continuous basis, watching how those alien fighters fought, and thinking about what they should do if they were on the battlefield.

When Han Lang appeared at the base again, he saw two people, Simberg and Morning Weight, who were not training, but sat in the hall waiting for Han Lang, with their respective luggage next to the sofa.

Han Lang's heart chuckled all at once, and now the training camp has become empty, leaving the three of them, is the morning heavy and Simberg also have them.

A few steps came to them, Han Lang sat down in front of them and whispered, “Are you leaving?”

The character of the big grin of the morning sighed, smiled bitterly said: "I was a soy sauce, I am here for so long to accompany you, after all, we were out of the Huaxia region together, you will always be my good brother."

"Unfortunately, the time is almost over, it is always time to come, and the one who should go is always going, the monk, do you remember?"This baldness was eliminated early, and now in the Third Army mixed into the instructor, more than a hundred of his men, anyway, there is no hope of advancing to the race, I simply went to the army early to get, the provincial time to get the official rank is not yet the monk's high, that is a disgrace to lose."

Han Lang did not know what to say, nodded and said: "The work in the army is also very important, it is better to report early."

The three people were embarrassed and silent, and Simberg knew that after he left, there was only Han Lang in this big training camp, and he was also the last hope of the Earth Federation's promotion.

Ten years ago, Earth joined the Galactic Federation, and under such difficult conditions, four warriors led by hundreds of Clarks entered the race.

After ten years of careful preparation, the world's most potential young warriors gathered early, regardless of the heavy money training, but now almost the whole army fell, we can imagine the disappointment in our hearts, if even Han Lang is eliminated, the earth federation will really become a joke of the galaxy.

Simberg’s face was rubbing his hands, as if he had something to say, but he couldn’t open his mouth.

Han Lang tried to break this awkward silence and whispered, “Simberg, you also go to the military department like the morning heavy?”I heard that the Bureau of Relics would wish you could go to them."

Oo~

To Han Lang's surprise, Simberg suddenly grabbed Han Lang's hand, trembling, and the tall Germanic blood of Xinberg sobbed and said, "Han Lang, I am sorry for you, when you first came to the camp, you have targeted you, now remember, I am a stupid pig!" 」

Han Lang patted Simberg on the shoulder and said, "Let him pass in the past, now everyone is a brother."

Simberg nodded hard, looked into Han Lang's eyes, and said in a pleading tone: "I have spent more than ten years trying to cultivate, day and night!"How much blood I eat, how much blood I leave, I don’t care!In order to be a warrior like Clark, do your part for the earth!”

“But I’m not useful, I’m not useful!”Like an idiot in the preliminaries, I was eliminated, I have no chance, but you still have a chance!Please get into the game!The earth is even smaller and a country, and it would be a shame if we could not even enter the race!It is a shame for all of us!”

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Morning heavy sighed, hugged Simberg, dragged him out in silence, and muttered: "Hanlang, don't listen to him, this boy is too nervous, go, go, family brother, can't we believe you, as long as you do your best, no one will say anything about you."

Han Lang was stunned, watching the morning heavy will be painful Simberg pulled out of the door.

"Aren't we saying we should go happy, don't we put pressure on Han Lang?"What are you doing?”

"Li Yu, Tallinn, Longchuan, they are all crazy, and they have not seen them come to Hanlang to talk?"It's not fair to let such heavy pressure be handed over to Han Lang alone."Out the door, he wiped his eyes for Schinberg and threw him into a military jeep that had already been prepared.

Simberg covered his face with his hand and nodded, “I know what you say, but I just can’t help it!”If this time the Galactic Congress is completely destroyed, the alliance will definitely classify the earth as a colonial planet!Even my own home can't keep, how can I go to see my mother in heaven!When my mother died, I promised her to be the best warrior!”

“It’s no use, it’s no use!”

Schinberg wailed, tearing his blond hair hard, and had always been a proud warrior, appearing in training camps and on the battlefield in a determined image.

Now it seems that everyone may have their own fragile side, but it is not yet time to be sad.

Han Lang looked around at this once lively and extraordinary training camp, where there were forty-nine of the best young fighters from all over the world, the morning weight of the big mouth, the cat-like sound of the rain, the hot-tempered Parker, with a pair of a pair of long-legged amp Babe, Nicholas from Siberia likes to drink vodka with a strong taste.

In a blink of an eye, everyone was gone, and Han Lang was left alone in the training camp, and the silence was panicked.

Pushing open the door of the training room, Han Lang landed on the dark web and found that Zong No Dao had been waiting for himself.

Smiling, Zong's eyes flashed a cold light and said, "Today is the last training class before you take the stress test, and the most important lesson, you have conducted a full six months of basic training, now, I hope you can learn a martial arts in one day!" 」