Lu Mingfei soaked in the wooden barrel, the heat was unbearable, painful and happy at the same time.

Under the continuous high temperature, he felt like he was almost fainting from the soak, but Senior Brother Lu said that if he didn't want to live short, he had to soak for two hours.

The medicated bath Lu Chen asked the vice-principal to prepare, in addition to using some residue left over from his previous "bath", also added many tonics. It was the formula he gave, which can effectively relieve the body's overdraft.

In their previous life, their training in the military camp was also very difficult. For ordinary secret blood warriors, the secret medicine can only be used once, because every time the secret medicine is used, there are risks. Lu Chen now feels that it is a bit like a mixed blood in this world.

species critical blood limit.

Among the people he knew, he was the only one who had a higher degree of compatibility with the instructor who took him back. He had used secret medicine many times to strengthen himself without losing himself.

According to his current understanding, repeated use of secret medicine is equivalent to using bloodline items. As long as he can withstand it, he will certainly become stronger.

The instructor who was kind to him was once one of the strongest warriors in the East, but the instructor was short-lived and "died" of old age at the age of nineteen.

Therefore, ordinary secret blood warriors still need to rely on basic training if they want to continue to become stronger after using secret medicine.

However, high-intensity and overload training, even if a person can break through their limits and stimulate their so-called potential, will overdraw their potential life.

Mystic blood warriors are inherently short-lived, and if they are consumed blindly, their lives will be shorter, so they must use medicinal baths to make up for the overdraft.

Lu Chen felt that the upper limit of his lifespan had been reduced because the violent blood had overdrawn his potential. He had also tried using the medicinal bath formula from his previous life, but it might be that he was too strong as a living being now, and it was difficult to use the overdrawn part.

The medicine in this world was replenished. He tried it a few times and felt it had no effect, so he gave up.

Lu Mingfei's speech spirit is very good, but blindly overdrawing his potential cannot come without a price. The super-speed regeneration is also similar to his rapid recovery when he is in a violent state, which will definitely shorten his lifespan.

He wanted the nannies who might be used in this team to grow up quickly, at least on the outside of the battlefield so that they would not be killed by the aftermath. However, he did not care about the future of his junior brothers, so medicinal bathing was a must.

"Soak for two hours and come back by yourself after taking a bath. If you want to live a short life, you can also sneak out."

Lu Chen was not interested in watching Lu Mingfei take a bath here, so he prepared to return to the dormitory after reminding him.

When Lu Mingfei returned to the dormitory, it was already after ten o'clock. Senior Brother Lu and Senior Brother Fingel were playing World of Warcraft. This was the normal college life he knew in the past.

Normally, he would have excitedly asked me to join him, but today he felt like a dead dog from exhaustion.

After greeting his senior brothers, Lu Mingfei walked to the window and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

Is this the college life he expected? It feels like a dream... just a nightmare.

…………

The late summer sun still spares no effort to radiate heat, and the figure running on the runway is so vigorous and vigorous that I can't believe it is me.

Lu Mingfei finished the last lap wearing the new sportswear he bought with his student card overdraft. Senior sister Milan La beside him pressed the timer.

"Nine minutes and forty-two seconds thirty-seven, one second faster than yesterday. Congratulations to junior brother for making another progress."

Miranla looked at Lu Mingfei, who was walking down from the running track. This once poor boy now had clear and solid muscles exposed from the short sleeves of his sports shorts.

Lu Mingfei opened a bottle of energy drink specially provided by the equipment department, took a sip, and took a breath, "Thanks to the supervision of senior brother and senior sister."

The world record for the 5,000-meter run was 13 minutes and 05 seconds, and he ran it to 9 minutes and 42 seconds. In just two months, he went from running for 25 minutes, shortening the time by more than half!

Although this result is not very good at Cassel Academy, where the elites are less talented than dogs, it still barely reaches the level expected of an A-level hybrid.

Whenever Lu Mingfei's sense of accomplishment first arises, he slowly turns off the lights when he sees Zero in the dormitory next door.

Ling's petite body could run in six minutes and forty seconds, and he could sprint five thousand meters in eight seconds per 100 meters, which made Lu Mingfei particularly curious about his opponent's body structure.

But no matter what, his change was huge. From a waste that was worse than even a D-level hybrid, he barely had the physical fitness of an A-level hybrid.

After running, he will continue to take hand-to-hand combat classes, cold weapon melee combat classes, and firearm proficiency shooting classes. Of course, these classes will not be taught to him by Senior Brother Lu.

Senior Brother Lu is very busy. Recently, apart from occasionally coming to supervise him, he has been conducting special hell training on better people in the back mountain.

On the other side, there is the hill behind Kassel College.

Eriyi had just used Judgment to hit a hypersonic drone that was five times the speed of sound. The poor drone landed poorly and was melted by the Jun Yan remotely released by Chu Zihang.

If Minister Akadullah saw this scene, he would definitely feel distressed. After all, the trial cut-out drone is very neat, with many parts inside, and even the engine is still usable, which can save new production costs.

In the jungle, two figures, one high and one low, alternated, and what shone in the sun was the same dazzling blond hair.

Caesar has been a little doubtful about life recently. It would be better to say that he has been a little confused since he joined this special training.

Originally, he was a very confident person. In terms of fighting, he was definitely incomparable to Brother Lu, but he felt that he and Chu Zihang were on the same level.

He previously wanted to completely defeat Chu Zihang, his competitor, and then follow Brother Lu, but after he joined the special training, he found that something was wrong.

For example, why is Chu Zihang able to practice sword skills with Brother Lu's heavy regicide? When did he become so strong?

For example, why Chu Zihang could release Jun Yan at an extremely long distance, and the power and scale made him a bit confused.

With nothing to do, he even had a sparring session with Chu Zihang after the training.

Doubt life...

Especially after Chu Zihang slashed him away with a knife, the flash of "Mistake has been exposed!" in Chu Zihang's eyes was even more unacceptable to Caesar.

What happened to Chu Zihang without me knowing?

Is this a Class A hybrid?

The feeling that Chu Zihang gave him now was just like when he saw Brother Lu fighting for the first time, as if... he was a different species from his own.

"Brother Chu, what's going on?"

In the end, Caesar couldn't bear his curiosity and asked.

He knew that Chu Zihang was never like this at the beginning, otherwise they would not have fought so hard that time in Japan.

Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer. Although we had a good relationship, Brother Lu couldn't let others know about his bloodline.

Lu Chen came over and gave Caesar a vague explanation: "Brother Caesar, haven't you read our martial arts novels? Then you should know what opportunity is. The last time Brother Chu went to the Arctic with me to slay dragons, he was in Norton's Nibo

There was a little chance in the dragon root, and it became like this. After all, he is also a fire element by blood."

There is no doubt that Caesar has him. It is normal to have some chance in the first generation of Nibelung roots. In martial arts novels, you can meet the old man who teaches martial arts when you jump off a cliff.

But he secretly remembered it in his heart, thinking that if the King of Sky and Wind appeared in the future, he must go with Brother Lu.

"By the way, Brother Lu, school starts tomorrow, have you read the exact schedule for a free day?"

After training, Caesar chatted with Lu Chen about official business.

"Aren't you going to hit me casually?"

Lu Chen didn't watch. Anyway, he felt that he would win in the end.

"Of course it's not a casual attack, otherwise even the principal will not approve our proposal."

Caesar explained: "First of all, the commandments of the night watchman will still cover the whole school, so the use of speech spirits is prohibited..."

He paused, looked at Lu Chen, Chu Zihang, and Eli Yi who was in a daze, and added: "Brother Lu, the same goes for you."

In his opinion, the Night Watchman's Word Spirit may not be able to suppress these little monsters now. It's just a game, and everyone must abide by the rules of the game.

Although...Caesar still feels that the game experience is extremely poor. Even if everyone does not use the word spirit, Brother Lu is still a real monster. He has not thought of a winning strategy for the student union yet.

"Can I just use a gun?"

Lu Chen asked rhetorically, marksmanship was the only thing he hadn't practiced yet, although he should be able to shoot very accurately with his super-fast reflex nerves.

"Of course not, that would be boring. In CS, everyone can still fight with swords."

Caesar shook his head, "Students with perfect scores in the melee class can also use melee cold weapons. In addition to being knocked unconscious by Frigga bullets, everyone will be issued a patch representing themselves based on their student number, which can be stuck on their clothes.

When the patch is exposed to a certain amount of pressure, it will be activated and light up red, indicating that it has been eliminated."

There are requirements for the use of cold weapons in close combat. This is to prevent people who are "not good at learning" from making mistakes without knowing the importance of their actions. However, after actually adding the rules of patching, the final method to determine the winner in close combat is basically unarmed combat.

The winner of a cold weapon battle basically depends on tacit understanding. Either your weapon will be knocked away, or you feel that your skills are inferior to others, so you should consciously admit defeat. The students of Kassel College still have this quality.

Otherwise, no one can guarantee that they will defeat their opponent without hurting them until the end.

"It's quite reasonable. Don't worry, we won't use Yanling."

Lu Chen nodded, but he was actually already thinking about the second round of the battle.

The student union... seems to have nothing to fight against.

…………

On September 16th, the weather was sunny and the breeze was cool. It was a rare period when it was not too hot. It was indeed a good day to hold a large-scale event.

In the early morning at the Chicago train station, many people focused their gazes in one direction of the hall.

It was a Chinese girl holding a suitcase, with her black hair hanging loosely and her flawless face, breathtakingly beautiful, like a perfect work of art that would only appear under the knife of a master.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and light brown hot pants underneath. Her slender and straight legs were elegant, evenly proportioned, white and smooth.

The girl's smart eyes looked left and right, as if she was looking for something. When she turned to a direction, a smile appeared on her face, and she ran over with her suitcase in hand.

"You're late."

Chu Zihang said calmly, the World Python was already preparing to leave, and this junior girl who was about to enter school had just arrived at the train station.

"Hehe, you're not late yet. Senior brother, why are you alone?"

Xia Mi looked left and right and saw no other new students, only Chu Zihang was here.

"Others have already gotten on the bus. If you are two minutes late, no one will pick you up and you will have to wait for the afternoon bus."
To be continued...