Looking at the eighteen bronze figures in front of him, the more terrifying Bing described these bronze figures, the more eager Tang Tian was to try.
He glanced at these bronze figures, like picking and choosing in a slaughterhouse. The eighteen bronze figures seemed not to notice Tang Tian's gaze, they stood silently, their icy bronze luster was unusually solemn. Although there were only eighteen bronze medalists, Tang Tian felt an unspeakable chill.
Tang Tian's expression became serious a little bit. He kept a straight face and widened his eyes, looking at the bronze figure in front of him.
He walked forward slowly with a look of wariness.
Click!
A bronze figure on the opposite side seemed to wake up suddenly from a deep sleep, the checkpoints of the body moved, and then it raised its head, and in the empty eye sockets, like two stars lit up. This bronze figure is well-proportioned, with arms reaching to the knees, wide fingers and palms, and a smooth head, like a square and round copper ball. The facial features are very rough, and it can be seen that its maker obviously didn't pay attention to it, but in this way, it has a simple and rough taste.
On the chest of the bronze man, "1" is marked.
It was only now that Tang Tian noticed that there were numbers marked on the chests of each bronze figure, and Tang Tian curled his lips.
Snapped!
No. 1 bronze man kicked the ground, like an arrow from the string, suddenly rushed towards Tang Tian.
"Hey!" Tang Tian exhaled loudly, punching away with his fist, and the invisible ripple hit the No. 1 bronze figure.
Powerful power came from his fist, Tang Tian snorted, heck, he slid back several meters like he was skating on ice.
Ka Ka Ka!
A burst of joint sounds pierced into Tang Tian's ears, and he raised his head quickly, only to see that the other bronze figures had all woken up from their deep sleep.
Tang Tian's scalp suddenly went numb, and he didn't care about anything else, and shouted at the throat: "Hey, old man, you are too shameless..."
Before the words were finished, more than a dozen bronze figures rushed from all directions, like hungry tigers pouncing on their food.
In a blink of an eye, he was surrounded airtightly, with bronze figures in front, back, left, right, up and down, Tang Tian turned pale with shock, covered his head and prepared to rush out. But when he saw a No. 9 bronze man who looked like an iron tower in front of him through the gap between his arms, oh no, like a copper tower!
Tang Tian's eyes fell on No. 9 bronze figure, whose huge bronze legs were thicker than his waist. It just so happened that No. 9 Bronze Man stepped on the ground, and there was a bang, and the ground trembled violently.
Tang Tian was stunned for a moment, my god, without further ado, turned around and ran back.
Swipe!
Three bronze figures appeared in front of him like ghosts.
4, 5, 6 three bronze figures, in the shape of horns, but...
Tang Tian's eyes froze again.
The three bronze men were like three copper hedgehogs, with densely packed arms all over their bodies. What made Tang Tian swallow his saliva even more was that the weapons held on these arms were completely different. The three copper hedgehogs are facing that block, and even the light can't get through.
This direction does not work...
Without saying a word, Tang Tian rushed to the left.
Fortunately, the bronze figure on the left looks normal, with no difference in body shape from Tang Tian. Tang Juvenile's courage increased sharply, he shouted wow, and rushed towards the opponent!
Be sure to break out of the encirclement!
This bastard, Bing, is too shameless! Tang Tian originally thought that in the room of the Eighteen Bronze Figures, these Bronze Figures would go up one by one, but he didn't expect that the eighteen Bronze Figures rushed up one by one.
So rascal... so outrageous...
Just now he punched No. 1 bronze man, Tang Tian knew that these bronze men were absolutely strong, and he might not be able to win a one-on-one match, let alone 18 people rushing forward, that is absolutely impossible. Little chance of victory!
Although Tang Tian likes to fight, he has no interest in supporting those who are destined to suffer.
"The first of the three laws of the Eighteenth Bronze Man's Room summed up by the recruits with blood and tears, don't run away." The soldier floated in the air, a little sad.
bang bang bang!
Tang Tian only felt that there were fist shadows all around him.
He didn't have time to react, his eyes went dark.
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"Move! Stupid! Don't stay where you are!"
"Where's your Zhanyi? Idiot! Don't you know how to use it?"
"Pay attention to strength! Pay attention to the opponent's strength! Respond quickly! Slowly, haven't you eaten?"
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The soldiers roared endlessly, mixed with the sound of Tang Tian being beaten to the flesh by the bronze man's fist. The soldier looked very excited, his enthusiasm for training, which had been silent for a long time, was like a volcanic eruption. Poor Tang Tian became the only one who could bear it.
After ten consecutive days of penance, Tang Tian was struggling in the violent storm of the Eighteen Bronze Men.
"Trash! The highest record for a rookie in the Corps back then was the second time he entered the Eighteen Bronze Figure Room and broke through the Bronze Figure Room. How long have you been here?"
"Counterattack and counterattack! What's your long arm for? Is it for you to defend? I absolutely can't tolerate my new recruit. He is a tortoise who knows how to defend. He is a man. He wants to greet the enemy with his fist!"
"How many times do you want me to remind you? Dip your clothes!"
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After cursing for a while, Bing seemed to feel a little tired, so he stopped.
Floating in the air, quietly watching Tang Tian who was struggling below. Poker's face returned to calm again, and he stared at the embarrassed figure of the young man. Although Tang Tian's performance was not exciting, Bing was full of expectations.
When any recruit enters the Eighteenth Bronze Man Room, he must be at least at the sixth level.
On the fourth level, they stepped into the Eighteen Bronze Men's Room, and Tang Tian was the first person.
Boy, come on!
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When Jing Hao woke up, he saw Tang Tian with a bruised nose and swollen face, and was shocked: "Brother Tang, what's wrong with you?"
The corners of Tang Tian's eyes twitched, but unfortunately, the corners of his eyes were also swollen so high that he couldn't see it at all. He forced a smile and said, "Ah, when I was practicing, I accidentally used too much force."
During the ten days in the Eighteen Bronze Men's Room, he didn't remember how many times he was beaten, and he thought it was a miracle that he was still alive. Due to the accumulation of bruises all over his body, even bamboo royal jelly could not remove them all, resulting in Tang Tian appearing in front of Jing Hao with a completely bruised nose and swollen face.
"Too much force?" Jing Hao looked puzzled, he couldn't imagine how much force it took to make it look like this. But Jing Hao is a rough man, he doesn't like to gossip about people, and he doesn't ask too many questions, some inquired: "Then Brother Tang is still here to discuss?"
Tang Tian gritted his teeth: "Come on!"
In this fight, Jing Hao immediately noticed the difference in Tang Tian.
In the previous sparring, although Jing Hao was a little tricky in defending Tang Tian, he still suppressed Tang Tian. The two sides are like an offensive and defensive drill, Jing Hao is the offensive side, and Tang Tian is the defensive side. During the whole process, Tang Tian almost completely focused on defense and was unable to counterattack.
But today's Tang Tian was completely different. He was still on the defensive, but his defense had a strong intention to counterattack. Although Tang Tian's counterattack intentions were often interrupted by him in advance, Tang Tian's progress made him feel sincerely surprised.
In just one night, Tang Tian actually made such a huge improvement!
Jing Hao was very curious, and involuntarily used all his strength.
Tang Tian only felt that the pressure had increased sharply, but compared to the Eighteen Bronze Men's Room, it was still very different. In the room of the Eighteenth Bronze Man, there was that kind of struggle with no hope at all, but facing Jing Hao, even if Jing Hao's sword light skyrocketed, Tang Tian still did not lose.
After ten consecutive days of penance and abuse, Tang Tian had already started to form the habit of fighting back. Although he was still far behind, Jing Hao had already made Jing Hao dare not underestimate him.
This time, the sparring was longer than every time before. Tang Tian persisted for twenty minutes before losing.
Jing Hao's breath was a little messy, and he was extremely surprised. Although he would feel tired in the previous sparring sessions, this time the level of fatigue surpassed the previous ones.
This guy... really makes people lose sight of the depth...
Tang Tian was still grinning, looking full of energy.
Noticing Tang Tian's gaze was looking at him, Jing Hao spit out two words quickly to dispel Tang Tian's intention to fight again: "Meditate!"
Seeing Tang Tian began to meditate reluctantly, Jing Hao heaved a sigh of relief. He still had lingering fears about Tang Tian's stalking. This guy is simply a physical pervert, as if he never knows how to get tired.
The two meditated at the same time to recover. An hour later, Tang Tian who had fully recovered was the first to jump up.
Tang Tian was about to invite the battle, when he suddenly heard a faint voice coming from someone, he said in surprise: "There is someone!"
At this moment, Jing Hao also opened his eyes and stood up, his face changed slightly, traces of killing intent floated on his face, he lowered his voice: "Ready to fight."
"Fight?" Tang Tian's eyes suddenly widened.
"It's not our people. People in the camp, I'm afraid..." Jing Hao didn't finish his sentence, his face became more murderous, and he quietly flew towards the crack.
Tang Tian was taken aback for a moment, and when he understood, his face darkened, and he followed Jing Hao without hesitation.
Those at the camp...
The voices of a group of people came from outside the crack.
"I thought what's so great about the guys from the Guangming Martial Arts Association? The level is really bad!"
"Only that bald head can be regarded as a tough bone."
"No matter how hard the bone is, it will still be torn apart by you, Brother Qiang!"
"Ha ha!"
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Behind the crack, Jing Hao's eyes were full of killing intent.
Those words also penetrated into Tang Tian's ears verbatim.
The boys in the camp didn't have much contact with him, and Tang Tian couldn't even pronounce their names. The only one he was familiar with was the bald-headed Biao who was beaten up by him. Even the bald-headed Biao and Tang Tian didn't meet much. The only thing that impressed Tang Tian deeply was the time with the green sandalwood arm ape. Although the bald head was full of fear, he moved over tremblingly, ready to collect his body.
This surprised Tang Tian, but he also felt that Brother Bald Biao was actually a good person.
But…
"... It's a bit hard to come here, but you can enjoy the treatment of a black iron warrior, and your family can be taken care of. Anyway, I have poor talent and no future. Earning a welfare is enough to be worthy of my family..."
The bald head appeared in Tang Tian's mind calmly with a hint of satisfaction.
Tang Tian clenched his fists tightly.