Because the explosion potential cannot last long, my efficiency in hitting the wall was only about doubled compared to yesterday. Although such progress is already rapid, compared with the group of killing machines in the training camp, it is obviously not enough. Even if it can stimulate more potential, the innate gap in physical fitness makes me still a crane in the training camp.

Fortunately, in addition to exploring potential, I also have the path to increase potential.

When I gather my consciousness, I can briefly break the consciousness free from the physical constraints and observe my body more carefully.

My body is full of defects, various metabolic garbage substances, mutant cells that may become cancerous in the future, dead cells that are dead that cannot provide vitality due to small muscle tearing caused by injuries, useless fat, insufficient bone, slightly inefficient reflex nerves and underdeveloped muscles, and various viruses and bacteria that are eroding the body...

If I can correct all the defects in my body and decompose all the garbage and harmful substances in my body out of my body, my body's quality can be increased by at least three times, and the increase in potential is even more immeasurable.

After completing the training for a whole morning, I couldn't help but run to the bathroom during the rest, coughed violently several times, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of thick black sputum.

This ball of sputum was the size of a palm, which was the result of my lung cleaning in the morning.

If I had not been able to condense my consciousness and see my body in as much detail as possible, I would not have imagined that my lungs were so dirty.

These are all kinds of dirty things in the air I have been breathing since I was a child, such as PM2.5, PM10, sulfur dioxide, nitrogen oxides, carbon dioxide, fluorine-chlorocarbons, automobile exhaust, industrial waste gas, construction dust..., which accumulates in my lungs and accumulates into this pile of things.

As soon as the mouth of phlegm was gone, I felt that my breathing was indescribable, and I couldn't feel it without comparison. With contrast, my previous breathing was as unbearable as being covered by someone's mouth and nose and stuffed in a jar. It was completely unimaginable. How could I not realize that my breathing was so poor before.

I took a deep breath, and the cells in my body seemed to become active because of this breath.

After cleaning up the sputum in the lungs, my lung capacity increased by at least 70% to 80%. Humans are organisms that need oxygen to decompose energy. These 70% to 80% of the lung capacity can double the efficiency of blood transporting oxygen, which is enough to increase the physical energy and endurance of any organism to a terrible level.

I gently pinched my fists and said secretly: "It seems that it is correct to choose to clean the lungs first. Next, I should clean the digestive system, but this work cannot be done here."

I rinsed my mouth hard and returned to the training ground. I was thinking about how to increase my physique and potential as quickly as possible. The instructor pushed the lunch cart and walked in.

The instructor glanced at the guys on the training ground and said coldly: "After lunch, there will be a hell carnival, which will end after ten people die. You can use this lunch break to think about how to survive."

Although I have only been to this dark training camp for three days, I seem to have adapted to such a bloody life. I have no emotional fluctuations in my heart when there are living people who are going to be killed in front of me. It is just a bit unexpected. Why did the instructor move this carnival until after lunch? But no matter what, it is not bad. This is still a dangerous game.

Lunch is a bad activity that a very small number of people have, and most people look at, so everyone stares at the lucky ones and is also wary of their companions around them.

When the instructor roared and announced the beginning of the carnival, my body sitting against my wall bounced up like a spring.

A fist was only a little bit away, and it hit the wall behind me. The health of the wall suddenly dropped by four points, which shows how fierce and powerful this punch is.

Before I could punch the guy who was still smiling, I was hit hard on the back of the waist.

The power of this kick was too great, and I kicked me up and almost broke my breath in the air. This fierce kick had already broken my spine.

Before the bad luck had passed, I had not yet fallen to the ground, but I was grabbed by another pair of big hands as my chest and threw it hard to the ground, making a dull sound.

Although I was only hit and fell again, the guys in the dark training camp were all perfect killing machines. They were so cruel and powerful that they would be beaten to death even if they were a horse. Moreover, I was just an ordinary junior high school student. Although my physical fitness has increased significantly recently, I am still far less than these animals.

After I was dropped to the ground, I went to nine out of nine in one breath. Even if I was immediately sent to the best hospital for emergency treatment, many senior doctors would assert that every extra breath of air this kid could be considered a medical miracle.

I got the life soul of Baimao, and my physical fitness increased significantly. Zhou Jin also taught boxing, but it was still unable to compare with the strong bodies of murderers in the training camp like a murder machine. Moreover, due to experience, I have not been able to apply what Zhou Jin taught me to me to combat.

Especially this kind of melee, my shallow fighting experience is fatal.

I tried my last little effort and held a big foot that stepped on my chest, until now I had the opportunity to stimulate every potential in my body.

At the critical moment of life and death, I did not urge 70% of the time, but 90% of the potential. The power suddenly increased and I twisted my strength and immediately broke the thigh of the person who wanted to give me the last blow. According to the normal script, this is my last light and heat, and the only thing that greets me is to die together.

But...luckily!

I also have a golden shroud!

The gurgling vitality surged out of this person's body, and the big foot he stepped on soon lost strength. My life on the verge of death was like a candlelight swaying in the wind and was added to another match.

The flesh and blood devoured by the golden shroud turned into the purest vitality, nourishing every inch of my body, causing me to barely escape back after a turn at the gate of hell. It is impossible to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead. Last time I pretended to be dead because I was bombarded to the corner of the wall, but this time I was thrown into the war zone. It is easy to be kicked to death if I continue to lie down. After I recovered a little strength, I suddenly turned over and stood up.

In such unlimited chaotic battles, everyone is an enemy.

The moment I stood up, countless fists and feet were blowing down from all directions. I couldn't tell who was attacking me, so I could only fight to the best of my strength. In such a melee, I realized how poor my level of fighting was. Even though I had the golden shroud to recover my strength infinitely, I was still the one who was beaten the most miserably.
Chapter completed!