With a bang, the bedroom door was kicked open again, Long Hai walked in with a frown, and asked coldly, "Who is screaming?"
Chen Lei struggled and ran towards Long Hai, like a frightened little animal.
Disgust flashed across Long Hai's face, he lashed him to the ground with a savage whip, and cursed: "Trash!" Then he flipped Chen Lei over with his toes.
Chen Lei's clothes were wrinkled and tattered, his head and face were not damaged, but the purple-black pinch mark on his throat was obviously abnormal.
Long Hai was not interested in reading any further, so he raised his voice and asked, "Who did it?"
Qianye sat up from the bed and said calmly, "It's me."
Long Hai narrowed his eyes, looked Qianye up and down for a while, and said, "Okay, boy, you have the guts! Come on! Take him out, give him ten lashes, and then hang him until tomorrow morning!"
Qianye didn't resist or struggle, nor was he afraid, he just followed the guards out.
It didn't take long before the familiar sound of whipping meat to the children sounded outside the window. Every sound of whipping aroused those dark memories in their hearts, and the faces of many children became very unnatural.
But there was only the sound of whipping outside the window, but no voice from Qianye.
There was no screaming, no moaning, not even a groan, as if what the guards were smoking was just a piece of wood.
Long Hai had already left, but Chen Lei suddenly collapsed on the ground, unable to stand up. The whip that Chen Lei received just now was not light, and the injury was worse than ever. In less than a month, it is impossible to recover.
The children around looked at him with irony and disdain. Now everyone can see that the somewhat thin Qianye is the real ruthless person. Chen Lei wanted to stand up, but unfortunately he chose the wrong partner, and it was a big mistake.
"Sleep well!" The child who ranked first in the class said meaningfully.
In the early morning of the next day, when Qianye, who had been hanging all night, was put down, he was already so weak that he could hardly stand up. But he staggered along with the morning joggers. Although it took the other children three laps to run, Qianye could only move one lap, but he finally completed all the training tasks, but took up most of the rest of the breakfast time.
By the time he fell asleep at night, Qianye had only completed half of the scheduled training volume for the whole day, and his results would undoubtedly be at the bottom. But the whole dormitory seemed to have forgotten about it collectively, and no one mentioned it even a word.
In the past, any child who received ten lashes would have to stay in bed obediently for the next few days. No one would risk his life like Qianye. Every movement will affect the welt, causing severe pain. So in the past, children who received ten lashes would give up, and they would not even have a little bit of training, let alone half of it.
It was late at night, and the children were all going to bed.
Chen Lei suddenly knelt down in front of Qianye with a plop, hugged Qianye's thigh, and began to cry and beg for mercy.
Qianye glanced at Chen Lei, then slowly but firmly pushed him away, climbed onto his bed, and fell asleep.
All the children are asleep, except Chen Lei. He stood on the ground, his fists clenched and loosened for a while, his face was full of struggles.
Qianye was whipped, and Chen Lei also suffered internal injuries. Although it was easiest to kill Qianye at this time, what Chen Lei was afraid of was the punishment after he succeeded. However, perhaps there is another fear deep in his heart that he is unwilling to admit. Can he beat Qianye in his current state
This week, Qianye's training results fell out of the top half as expected. But on the way to the training room, the child ranked number one in the class suddenly walked up to Qianye and handed over a piece of "Vermilion Blood".
"I have four yuan for this thing, but I don't really need that much," he said.
As the number one on the achievement list, this child has always had extra privileges.
Qianye looked at him in surprise, thought for a while, and took it generously, then stretched out his hand and said, "My name is Qianye."
The boy smiled: "My name is Song Zining."
The two children held hands together and got to know each other again. Although they already knew each other's name.
This week, Song Zining gave Qianye a piece of "Red Yan's Blood" every day, until Qianye returned to the top half of the list on the weekend and had his own quota of "Red Yan's Blood".
Other than that, Song Zining and Qianye didn't have much communication, not even a few words.
In the tenth month, Qianye finally cultivated three rounds of force tides, and began to hit the node barrier with all his strength. And two months ago, Song Zining had already ignited the Force node.
At this time, Qianye discovered that when the original force tides were superimposed to three rounds, the countershock force was already double that of the first round, and each wave would cause severe pain in the body when it bounced back. According to this trend, it is estimated that by the tenth round of the force tide, the pain will become similar to whipping. At that time, I don't know how many people can persist.
No wonder there are very few who can practice the tactics of military attack to a high level. Not only because it will hurt oneself, but also the pain during the cultivation process is not something anyone can bear. And for Qianye, there was an additional trouble, every time the wave of force crossed his chest, the old wound would feel a dull pain.
In eleven months, Qianye finally broke through the barrier!
When the barrier was broken, his original force poured into the node like a tide, and the node seemed to have suction, absorbing the surrounding original force like a whale, and the increase rate of the original force doubled directly than before.
When the original force gathers to the extreme, a little light appears deep in the node, jumping like a candle flame in the wind. This is the sign of a Force node being ignited.
The current Qianye has finally stepped into the ranks of a first-class soldier, and has since been different from ordinary people.
After the instructors confirmed that Qianye's force node had been ignited, one item was added to Qianye's ration. This dark brown pill is said to be very good for repairing internal organ injuries, and it is an auxiliary medicine for practicing military tactics.
In the next month, Qianye slowed down the progress of cultivation as required, controlled the flow of the force tide, repeatedly scoured and nourished the nodes, and worked hard to make the fusion of the two forces inside and outside more natural and perfect.
But his origin power is still increasing rapidly, and with the growth of origin power, Qianye's various physical qualities have also greatly improved. Although he is only a child less than ten years old, he can already lift a weight of fifty kilograms with one hand.
After Qianye, one after another children ignited the nodes. By the one-year time limit set by Zhang Jing, most of the more than 60 children left in the class had ignited the force nodes, but there were also three children who failed. After the acceptance test, Qianye never saw them again.
In this way, the second year of the training camp passed unknowingly. Qianye's class had another 100 people added.
In the third year, Qianye was ten years old.
Starting from this year, he will officially attack the second force node, which is also the node on his chest. This node is very important among the nine force nodes, second only to the forehead node. In many exercises, this place is called the sea of qi, which directly determines the depth of the original force that a person can cultivate in the future.
After completing the warming process of the first node, Qianye calmed down and officially started to attack the second force node.
The surging force gradually turned into a wave, rushing to the chest node. But just as the surging original force passed through the wound area, an indescribable severe pain suddenly struck!
This kind of severe pain is completely beyond the range that humans can bear! Qianye yelled and fell directly to the ground, twitching non-stop, with blood foaming from the corner of his mouth, and passed out in the blink of an eye.
The guards rushed into Qianye's training room immediately when they heard the cry. They were startled when they saw his strange appearance, and then quickly carried Qianye away.
A moment later, in the room where the biological structure class was usually given, Qianye was completely naked, lying on the metal teaching platform. There are no redundant infirmaries and such facilities in the training camp.
Only Zhang Jing and Long Hai were present, and the shadow was left outside to stop others.
In front of the teaching platform, Shentu's movements were not in a hurry, just like demonstrating in class, he used various tools to make three very small holes in the scar on Qianye's chest.
After a while, the old man stopped, and then he tidied up all the tools slowly. He didn't look at Qianye who was still sleeping, but turned his eyes to Zhang Jing and Long Hai, "You have been his instructor for so long, you can't fail to see..."
Long Hai's face became a little unnatural.
Zhang Jing suddenly smiled charmingly, and said casually: "Isn't it the plunder of the original force?"
Long Hai's face became even uglier, while the corners of Shentu's mouth twitched a few times. In fact, Zhang Jing's smile was a little unnatural.
At this moment, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and a person strode in and said, "That's right, it's the Raid of the Force." The shadow followed behind him.
Several people turned their heads in surprise, and they were even more surprised when they saw the person coming.
"Director Sun!"
The one who came in was a middle-aged man, slightly short in stature and very stocky. He has an ordinary face with Chinese characters, and his facial features are extremely ordinary. At first glance, there is nothing that can be remembered. This is Sun Ni, the dean of the training camp, wearing a faded old military uniform with no rank on it.
Sun Ni walked up to Qianye, stretched out his hand to caress the scar on his chest, his hand was glowing with the force of the original force, he stopped after a while, and sighed: "That's true! This child, what a pity."
Zhang Jing noticed something sensitively: "This is the person sent by Lin Shuai, is there a problem?"
"What do you think?" Sun Ni asked lightly.
Long Hai was the handover person at the beginning. He first said: "Although the man was sent by Lin Shuai, he didn't give any special explanation, and he didn't even say that he wanted to save his life. I heard that he was just an orphan picked up by Lin Shuai on a whim. If There's something wrong with his origins..."
Shentu's hoarse voice became even deeper, with a gloomy feeling: "Those are the only ones capable of doing such a thing, but how could those people stay alive? It's a bit weird."
Sun Ni smiled meaningfully, and said slowly: "I know the news, but other people know it too. In other words, everyone who should know already knows it."