If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

No one answered.

The training ground was deathly silent, save for the suppressed groans and heavy breathing of the wounded.

The more than 500 "prodigies" who had been taken down by Li Xiang alone, along with the remaining personnel, looked at the figure in the arena who resembled a demon god. Their eyes no longer held any resentment, but only a deep, bone-deep awe and fear.

They finally understood the insurmountable chasm between themselves and the true Kunlun warriors.

That's not a difference in skill, nor a difference in experience.

That's on a life level, an absolute crushing defeat.

"Looks like you've all learned your lesson."

Gao Dazhuang looked around at everyone, a cold smile curving his lips.

"From today onward, forget everything you've learned before. Here, you are nothing but a bunch of useless good-for-nothings! All you have to do is one thing—obey!"

"Put away all your pathetic pride!"

"Here, your pride is worthless!"

Every word Gao Dazhuang uttered was like an awl, piercing the hearts of these elite soldiers and stripping away their last shred of dignity.

The grueling training continues.

For the next week, all the newbies were repeating the most tedious and painful basic training.

Standing meditation, horse stance, boxing practice, kicking...

They were like a group of apprentices who had just entered the martial arts school, repeating these most basic movements day after day.

The only difference is that their instructors are the "devils" of Kunlun.

Their training volume is hundreds or thousands of times that of ordinary people!

Every day, they are drained of their last bit of strength, and then reborn in the divine medicinal bath.

The next day, they faced even more brutal torment with renewed vigor.

In this cycle of "destruction followed by construction," everyone's physical fitness is improving at an incredible speed.

Their muscle density, bone strength, and nerve reaction speed far exceed the limits that humans can achieve.

One week later.

When He Chenguang punched the force gauge again, the number displayed on the screen was five times higher than when he first arrived!

He is now confident that he can punch through a half-inch thick steel plate!

However, strengthening the body is only the beginning.

On this day, when everyone thought that the tedious physical training was about to begin again, Lei Kaihua appeared in front of them with a malicious smile.

"Newbies, congratulations on completing the first stage of 'Body Refinement' training."

"From today onwards, your training will enter a completely new phase."

He clapped his hands.

Then Du Feifei, along with Lin Xiaoying and a group of medical staff, pushed over several small carts covered with white sheets.

Every newbie's eyes lit up when they saw Du Feifei.

During this period, they could see this stunningly beautiful "sister-in-law" every night in the bathhouse.

Although she always had a stern face and a businesslike demeanor, her stunning beauty and the intelligence and gentleness that radiated from within had already made her the only goddess in the hearts of all the newbies.

"I hereby announce that today's assessment subject is—a test of willpower."

Lei Kaihua's voice shattered everyone's reverie.

"You will enter the medical tent one by one to receive the 'acupuncture therapy' carefully prepared for you by our Kunlun Medical Center."

Acupuncture and physiotherapy?

Upon hearing those four words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought it was some kind of grueling training, but it turns out it's just to enjoy a gentle massage from my "sister-in-law".

Many people even showed expressions of anticipation.

However, Lei Kaihua's next words made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"This acupuncture treatment is a bit special. It will act directly on your central nervous system, giving you an unprecedented 'pleasure'."

He deliberately emphasized the word "pleasure," and the smile on his face became particularly eerie.

"The test standard is very simple: under the 'physiotherapy' of my sister-in-law and the medical department, you have to endure for one minute to pass."

"Who's going first?"

"I'll do it!"

A burly man with bulging muscles was the first to step forward.

He is a top soldier from the Black Tiger Brigade of the Northwest Military Region, known for his strong willpower.

He walked into the medical tent with his head held high and chest out.

Outside the tent, everyone craned their necks, listening curiously to what was happening inside.

At first, it was very quiet inside.

Ten seconds later, a suppressed, beast-like growl came from inside the tent.

Twenty seconds later, the growl turned into a heart-wrenching scream!

"Ah—! Kill me! Please, kill me!"

The sound was filled with endless pain and despair, sending chills down the spines of everyone outside the tent.

Less than thirty seconds.

The burly man was dragged out of the tent by two medics like a dead dog.

He was soaked in sweat, convulsing, his eyes rolling back, foaming at the mouth, and barely breathing.

The entire training ground was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by this horrific scene.

This is... acupuncture and physiotherapy?

This is clearly hellish torture!

"Next."

Lei Kaihua's devilish voice rang out again.

This time, no one dared to step forward.

Everyone instinctively took a step back, their faces filled with fear.

"What? Scared?" Lei Kai-Hua sneered. "A bunch of cowards! You can't even endure this little bit of pain, yet you dare to dream of becoming warriors of Kunlun?"

His words were like whips, lashing everyone's faces.

"I'll do it!"

He Chenguang gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and was the second to step forward.

He knew that they had no choice but to get through this hurdle.

He lifted the tent flap and went inside.

Inside the tent, there was a faint smell of disinfectant.

Du Feifei was standing in front of a simple cot, holding a thin silver needle in her hand, which gleamed with a cold light under the lamp.

Her face was expressionless, and her eyes, which were usually full of gentleness, were now as cold as ice.

"Lie down," she said calmly.

Without the slightest hesitation, He Chenguang lay down on the bed.

Du Feifei extended her slender fingers and gently touched several acupoints on his chest.

He Chenguang felt a few weak electric currents, and his body instantly stiffened, unable to move.

"here we go."

As soon as Du Feifei finished speaking, the silver needle in her hand pierced into the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest like lightning.

"Buzz—!"

He Chenguang's mind went completely blank for a moment.

An indescribable, eerie pain erupted from the depths of his soul!

That wasn't physical pain.

Rather, it was a kind of... a kind of tremor that seemed to originate from the soul, as if millions of ants were gnawing at his bone marrow and tearing at his nerves!

His consciousness was instantly swallowed up by the terrifying pain.

Before his eyes began to appear all sorts of bizarre and fantastical hallucinations.

He saw his most terrifying nightmare from his childhood.

He seemed to see his most devastating defeat on the battlefield.

All his negative emotions—fear, anger, sadness, and despair—were amplified infinitely at this moment!

"ah--!"

He could no longer hold back and let out a beast-like roar.

He tried to struggle, but his body wouldn't obey him.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his pride wouldn't allow him to speak.

He felt as if he had fallen into an endless hell and was being subjected to endless torture.

Time seemed to stretch on endlessly at that moment.

Every second felt like an eternity.

His will was on the verge of being completely destroyed.

The torment that had been plaguing him receded suddenly, like a receding tide.

"One minute is up."

Du Feifei's clear, cool voice, like heavenly music, pulled him back from the brink of hell.

She pulled out the silver needles and released his acupoints.

He Chenguang lay on the bed like a dehydrated fish, panting heavily.

He felt as if he had died once.

He was helped out of the tent by two medics.

Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu, who were waiting outside, were both startled.

He Chenguang's face was completely drained of color, and his once sharp eyes were now empty and blank.

He was like a puppet whose soul had been taken away.

"Next."

Seeing He Chenguang's dejected appearance, Wang Yanbing swallowed hard, braced himself, and went inside.

Following them were Li Erniu, Gao Cheng, Yuan Lang, Leng Feng, and Lei Zhan. After taking a healing pill, their injured arms healed at a visible speed. After receiving acupuncture from the medical staff, they were fully recovered and could continue training...

One after another, elite soldiers walked into that white tent.

One by one, they were carried out as if they had lost their souls.

Screams, wails, and pleas for mercy rose and fell, never ceasing.

The entire training ground had become a living hell.

However, just as this brutal test of willpower was halfway through...

An accident occurred.

A soldier who was receiving "physical therapy" suddenly let out a scream that was not human. His eyes bulged out and were filled with blood vessels. He began to uncontrollably utter a series of incomprehensible, babbling words!

The language was short, powerful, and full of a unique rhythm.

It is not English, not Russian, and not any known European language.

Lin Xiaoying, who was administering acupuncture to him, suddenly changed her expression!

Outside the tent, Su Chen, who was monitoring the entire scene with Gao Dazhuang and Lao Miao, narrowed his eyes sharply the moment he heard that string of words.

A cold, chilling killing intent flashed in those calm eyes.

Japanese!

Damn it, a Japanese spy has infiltrated!