I'm not a psychopath!

Chapter 90 Extreme Training
After a day of hard work, everyone was already exhausted both physically and mentally, and it was already late at night.

After the training was over, everyone returned to their rooms, washed up and went to bed. No one doubted the head coach's words that the next training would only become more brutal.

Jiang Qing led Qingniu back to the room and found Bailiye lying on the bed. He fed Qingniu some fasting pills and said to Bailiye:

"Meditate, don't sleep."

"Why." There was a hint of fatigue in Baili Ye's voice. After all, he, like many people, did not know that the illusion space was fake.

I thought I was really going to die.

My mental strength is completely overdrawn. In this situation, a good night's sleep will help me recover much faster than meditating.

"I guess the instructors won't let us sleep well. After midnight, it's the next day. How many hours do you think the instructors plan to let us sleep well on the next day?"

"This"

Baili Ye was silent. He sat up and leaned against the wall. He also felt that what Jiang Qing said made sense.

"What a crappy place this is!" A voice came from the square outside. Baili Ye was attracted and walked to the window to look out.

Not only him, but the windows of every room were filled with people looking at the square.

"The conditions here are too bad. I want to go home. My name is Zhang Xiangui, from the Zhang family. I have already crushed the sound transmission jade slip. Father will soon have the higher-ups pass down the order."

"--puff."

Before he could finish his words, he exploded into a ball of blood mist, which was blown away by the night wind, and nothing happened.

Seeing this scene, the heads that were leaning against the windows to watch the show all shrank back, and any evil thoughts they had originally had were also given up.

“That’s really cruel.”

"Isn't this normal?" Jiang Qing said nonchalantly, "Removing some rotten flesh. If you were a diligent prince, you would be happy to see this."

After feeding the blue cow, Jiang Qing made his bed and sat cross-legged in meditation. He could not sleep from now on.

"Maybe."

Baili Ye also returned to the bed and quickly meditated to rest. Here, not only would the rotten flesh be removed, but also insufficient strength. Being weak would be the original sin.

The night was deeper.

Many people have fallen asleep.

But only three hours later, Jiang Qing was startled by a shrill horn sound.

Almost in an instant, Jiang Qing rushed out of the door carrying the sleeping Qingniu, and shouted Baili Ye as he went.

Captain Hu was counting silently. As a monk, they only had five seconds from getting up to gathering. If they exceeded this number, they would be punished.

"Time is up."

Captain Hu looked at the training ground. There were only a few people there. He looked at them one by one. "Jun Wudao, um, nothing wrong. Bailiye? He was a little less energetic, but at least he caught up. Then came Luoshui and Xin Huanchun.
Jiang Qing?

Why is he still carrying a cow? Never mind, powerful people are a little special, I have to get used to it.'

Captain Hu thought so in his heart, but when he saw Luo Hua leaning on a mop, he couldn't help but cursed inwardly.

"Cough." He coughed.

"All others who are late will be whipped three times." This whip is not ordinary. One whip will leave a bloody wound, even for those who have undergone physical training.

Except Qin Xiaosui.

This guy was so adorable rubbing his eyes in his pajamas that the instructor couldn't bring himself to hit him, but he couldn't make an exception, so he ruthlessly lashed out with the whip three times, but these three whips were like hitting steel.

She was still a little dazed and asked, "Can I come over?"

Instructor: “Okay.”

But in my heart I was screaming, what kind of monster is this? Could this guy be some demon god?
"."

Next comes speed training.

In the dark night, they quickly crossed the forest for 500 miles, and those who ranked last were whipped. Then there was an hour of strength training, and the training method was to attack the captain of the guards' full-strength Liuli divine body, and the latter would judge whether he was qualified based on his feelings.

When Qin Xiao was 18 years old, he quietly raised her strength to the Nascent Soul level, then thought for a moment and announced that she had passed this test.
These are just the beginning.

In the following training, the threshold for not being whipped will gradually be raised. Even now, more than ten members have been eliminated in just one morning of training.

Some were exhausted to death, some were whipped and couldn't hold on any longer, and some were wiped out.

This place seems like a concentration camp. Everyone has no choice but to meet the conditions or die. One person among them is in a particularly miserable state.

That is Baili Lin.

The way he used forbidden objects and risked his own lives to ward off disaster was seen by every student. Once they were out of sight of the instructors, they would secretly trip him up.

Although Baili Lin's strength exceeds that of most students, there are too many people who hate him.

After three hours of training, it was finally time for breakfast.

However, what was placed in front of all the students was a piece of bloody monster meat, and they were required to eat it raw. How could the students have ever eaten such a thing?

They are all treasures in the sect.

All of them are provided for and supported.

Even Jiang Qing was no exception. Several masters and senior brothers gave him the best things.

“How do we eat this?” the students kept whispering to each other.

"quiet!"

Captain Tiger's voice was like a tiger's roar, with great deterrence, "This monster meat is rich in spiritual power and flesh and blood power. If you are on the verge of death on the battlefield, you should even tear the meat off the corpse and stuff it into your stomach.

Moreover, in the world of cultivating immortals, monster meat is a treasure that must be purchased at a high price.

What happened to the birth?
Are immortal cultivators afraid of getting a stomach upset?"

Captain Hu picked up a piece of bloody raw meat and started chewing it, with blood even flowing from the corners of his mouth.

The students frowned and were a little hesitant.

“Crunch, crunch—.”

The second sound of chewing raw meat was suddenly heard. Captain Hu looked over and saw Jiang Qing tearing off a piece of meat and putting it into his mouth, chewing it slowly.

But the sudden look made him a little surprised, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: "What's so good about this? Just a bunch of country bumpkins."

Have you never had steak?'

Back when he hadn't traveled through time, people on the Internet said that steak cooked to a rare degree was the best, and netizens wouldn't lie to him.

Jiang Qing: (`)
Battalion Commander Hu cast an admiring look upon seeing this, saying that he was indeed the founder of the Tao, and great people can be great at anything they do.

After seeing Jiang Qing taking the lead, the others also endured the nausea and swallowed the raw meat. A few who hesitated too much were whipped twice more.

Among those who were beaten, two of them had been whipped for failing to meet the standards during the previous speed crossing. Now they were getting injured on top of each other, and they probably wouldn't be able to survive today's training.

Breakfast time is over.

The death-threatening call sounded again, and the students rushed out of the door like a tide.

After breakfast, there was more training. After a whole day of training, more and more people could not hold on. Time passed by. The high-intensity training in the first three days directly eliminated half of the students.

Jiang Qing smelled something unusual. The forces behind many of the people were extremely terrifying.

To what extent has the war between the demons and humans reached, and why could it make the national teacher choose the most outstanding genius at all costs?
What is the real purpose of selecting geniuses?
Whenever he had free time, Jiang Qing would think about this problem, but he never came to a conclusion.

this day.

He decided to test the luck potion first.

(End of this chapter)