The First Book: Reborn from the Fire Chapter 47: Becoming Stronger

  "Big Brother Hai, look outside..."

  "What are you looking at? Can't you see I'm busy? No time!"

  "So many military vehicles, and even military helicopters?!"

  "Unbelievable... Could it be that the leader has come for an inspection again? Such a big deployment? Even military helicopters have been dispatched?"

  "It's impossible, even if the instructor himself came in person, it wouldn't be this intense! I saw at least three black military-plated sedans! And the direction they went is exactly where Lieutenant Colonel Huang said the special reconnaissance battalion of the Military Region was stationed."

  "Oh? Let's take a look then..."

  More than ten days have passed, which is neither long nor short, but for me and Peng Zuo now, it really feels like a blink of an eye has passed, because the overly tense pace of life every day makes our brains no longer have any time to think about anything else. How can you not feel that time flies like lightning?

  During the day, under the training of the smiling demon king, we all suffered torture, but facing that encouraging smile, you didn't have any temper at all, as long as you went all out to train hard, otherwise you would really feel like you owed him.

  But you absolutely must not doubt that under that seemingly harmless smiling face, there are absolutely hidden countless stories of life and death, every day it seems his responsibility is to exhaust us to the point where we can't get up from the ground, if he can't do that, then he thinks his work is extremely failed.

  But at night? Unlike other comrades, Iron-faced Bodhisattva trained us for only two hours, but within those two hours, he would tirelessly tell us the key points of each movement until we thought we fully understood before leaving.

  Unlike before, these two hours were all about us answering the unclear parts of our practice from the previous day, and guiding us on how to easily find the acupoints on the diagram, as well as telling us the effects of those meridians on the human body. As for whether we learned well or not, he didn't make any demands at all, not even asking us to recite the acupoint diagrams that he previously asked us to memorize in five days. It's as if the master just brought us into the door and left our cultivation up to ourselves.

  It's strange to say, but it was precisely when 'Yan Wang' didn't make any demands on us that we studied what he taught even more diligently. Even Peng Ze sometimes wanted to slack off, but I would mercilessly catch him and he ended up being trained to death by me, without receiving Yan Wang's kind attention.

  It wasn't until I had learned the ultimate secret of Gekitou that I finally understood the enormous power of this fist technique, and it drove me to frantically experiment with my own body and Peng Jue's, hoping to grasp its essence as soon as possible.

  Every day, slow punches ten rounds, fast punches thirty rounds, this is the requirement of 'Qiao Yan Wang' for us, but now it has been unknowingly doubled several times by us, because we truly understand the benefits of this boxing technique.

  Every time we practice a set, we can obviously feel it. Because the physical energy is exhausted during the day, the tense muscles will slowly relax, and according to the breathing method of this fist method, we will feel that our body is full of heat, our mind will become extremely clear, and even our senses will be sharpened. After practicing ten sets of fist methods, the fatigue of the whole body has miraculously disappeared.

  What if it's a quick fight? At the beginning, it was impossible to last thirty rounds. Every ten rounds, we would feel that our muscles were strangely bulging and our tendons and bones were sore beyond measure. By the eleventh round, we absolutely couldn't hold on and would be exhausted by this super-strong physical exertion, with sweat pouring down like a heavy rain.

  It wasn't until then that we quietly did a few more slow rounds to recover some physical strength, and then continued to complete the tasks set by 'Qiao Yan Wang'. With a body that had been tense and relaxed, we returned to the dormitory. We found that what was most tired was not our bodies, but our brains. It felt like those dozens of rounds of punches had consumed all our energy, and as soon as we lay down on the bed, we fell fast asleep.

  But what's strange is that the next day, after waking up from a good sleep, we would be surprised to find that our physical strength had fully recovered, and even our minds had become much clearer. When we went on to do our daytime physical training, our abilities had actually improved significantly, to the point where we were amazed and couldn't help but break out into strange smiles on our faces. We knew that after just one night of hard training, we had already become noticeably stronger.

  At this time, Peng Zhuo and I finally discovered the benefits of this set of boxing techniques. If we continued to train like this, what would the 400-meter hurdle ranking in the group be? Even if it was a military quality assessment in the military region, we were full of confidence. Under the drive of this upward momentum, I found that our time was not much, so I spontaneously increased the intensity of our training. Now we have increased to at least forty rounds of slow punching and ninety rounds of fast punching every day, and we are not allowed to sleep until we finish.

  And because of the powerful effect of my boxing, I even thought about understanding its wonderful use in fighting, so at this time I would often go to those wooden stakes on the opposite side and feel the reaction ability of each part of my body, as well as the instantaneous explosive attack ability. Until I had this surprising idea, the little devil's head could not escape being ravaged by me. On the day when I finally felt that those wooden stakes were too rigid, my magical hand finally reached his body, making him feel like he was trapped in deep water and hot fire from then on.

  To put it in simple terms, this person was careless in making friends and just escaped from the clutches of "Qiao Yanwang" and Kuang Lianchang, but unfortunately fell into my tiger's den, letting him sleep forever in a nightmare. If anyone can save him from the fire pit, he will be eternally grateful and will not regret it even if it costs his life.

  But every time I would sneer secretly and ignore his pleas, and have no interest in his devotion. If he didn't do things my way, I would punch him mercilessly, and after he had suffered enough, he would know that I wouldn't show any mercy. Then he would only be able to desperately dodge, and when cornered, he would desperately fight back, and then my sinister plan would succeed...

  Unfortunately, no one was able to save Peng Zhuo, and no one took this kid home because in the last three days before our new recruits left, all of us received orders from the brigade's new recruit command center to take a unified break for three days. Under the arrangement of Lieutenant Colonel Huang and 'Qiao Yan Wang', he finally escaped the bitter sea. Our task for these three days was to thoroughly clean ourselves up, adjust our physical condition, and prepare to meet the assessment of military training for new recruits.

  It was at this time that I was in the dormitory preparing to change my smelly sheets, when Peng Zhu rushed in and grabbed me with a look of shock, then after listening to his words, I couldn't help but curiously follow him out of the dormitory to see what was going on...