Chapter Twelve, Zhang Xiner's Difficulties(1/2)
In the practice field.
"Sister, I just finished my meal, can't I rest for a while?"
Boss Zhang Peng said unhappily.
"You can't actively absorb the source power at your current level. If you don't exercise now, it will automatically dissipate in the red dog meat you just ate."
"That is a silver-level beast. It contains quite a lot of source power, so don't waste it."
Zhang Xiner rarely explained.
Yuan Bei, who was following behind, was slightly stunned, feeling a little thoughtful.
He just said why he felt warm for a long time.
It turns out that it is because of the source power contained in dog meat.
This is the first time that Zhang Peng will explain to him when he sees Zhang Xiner, and this time he is also complaining every day.
Transformed?
Zhang Peng's eyes immediately turned, and his face smiled: "Sister, this source of power is not that fast..."
"Do you practice it yourself or do you want me to help you practice?"
Zhang Xiner interrupted directly and said lightly: "Repeated hitting will also accelerate the absorption of source power. You don't have much time left for you, so warm up first."
"Well…"
Zhang Peng was timid in a flash, walked to the sandbag obediently, and practiced with his fist.
Yuan Bei looked around for a while and his eyes lit up.
He found that Zhang Peng's way of hitting the sandbag was not the way he imagined to swing his fist, but rather a method of twisting his body greatly and using the power of his waist and abdomen.
This method is definitely useless in actual combat. After all, it is too slow to swing the fist. In professional terms, it means that the skill "shakes forward" is too long. However, if used in exercise, it can almost train most of the muscle groups in the body.
But after looking at Zhang Peng's big waist and thick body, he looked at himself.
never mind.
I'd better run.
Just like the principle of not being replenished after being long-term, his physical fitness is too poor and he cannot apply severe medicine at this time, which can easily lead to unstable foundation and gentle and slow growth. What Yuan Bei should do now.
At least, first increase the gene value to the average line, and then think about other things.
After calming down his mind and shaking his ankles, Yuan Bei continued to run around the training ground, but this time the speed was much faster, almost as if he was a sprint.
The feeling of heat coming from his body from his limbs and bones made him unable to slow down.
After running quickly for more than half an hour, Yuan Bei felt that his body was hollowed out, and his feet seemed to be filled with lead. He couldn't lift it, but he was still moving numbly.
His speed is now as fast as a snail, his legs stumble, as if he can fall down at any time.
"It's not reached its limit yet!"
After gritting his teeth, Yuan Bei then raised his speed.
After running around the training ground for two more laps, Yuan Bei felt that his legs seemed to be no longer his own. Countless numbness and numbness sensation came up, as if an electric current was gently passing by, and as if an ant was crawling lightly on his legs.
The source power contained in red dog meat has begun to work. This sour and numb feeling is the reaction of the source power to replenish cells!
There seemed to be a ball of fire in his chest, and the air inhaled into his lungs seemed to be filled with fire, burning his throat.
He insisted on running for another lap, just after Yuan Bei felt that he had reached his limit.
Bang!
It seemed that a certain point in his body had been broken. Immediately afterwards, Yuan Bei felt his body relax and a trace of power seemed to surge in his body.
Yuan Bei was happy, stopped quickly, and then changed to walking slowly. He moved his mind and opened the attribute panel:
Host: Yuan Bei
Race: Human
Gene: 41 squares (0/50)
Gene lock: Not enabled
Skill: [Sleeping in Sleep] Bronze (16/5000)
Skill Description: When the target is not prepared, it can quickly enter deep sleep.
Experience: 0
"It actually increased by 4 square meters!"
Yuan Bei showed a look of surprise on his face. Although the average level was still 10 square meters away, he could achieve such an effect before.
"This red dog meat is really useful!"
If he could eat it every day, his gene value would probably reach the average level among high school students in less than a month.
However, Yuan Bei didn't know that red dog meat is a silver-grade alien beast, walking in groups. Even if the golden-grade alien beast meets three or five, it will be depressed.
Ordinary beast hunting teams dare not provoke them without any strength.
The stronger hunter team is not interested in the silver-level beasts.
Therefore, the amount in the market is very small, which is not a question of whether you can afford it, but a question of whether you can buy it or not.
"The Berserkers charge in battle, not to die!"
At this time, a shout sounded, and a muffled sound followed.
Then, Zhang Peng screamed in pain, and his body seemed to be swung by a giant hammer, rolling three or four meters away like a gourd falling to the ground.
Yuan Bei looked over and Zhang Xiner had just retracted her leg.
"Gudu"
Yuan Bei swallowed hard and looked at Zhang Peng who had been lying on the ground for a long time before getting up.
Is this... so cruel?
He suddenly understood why Zhang Peng saw Zhang Xiner and mouse as if he had met a cat.
"Attack me!"
Zhang Xiner stood there and shouted, her voice like an iron-blooded warrior, not at all the cold appearance she usually did.
Zhang Peng gritted his teeth, his chest was already a little purple, but his figure was still not affected. He rushed up like a giant bear, with a gust of wind in his palms and a force of four or five hundred kilograms between his fists and feet.
His gene value has been over a hundred, and according to his physique, it is only a few dozen points away from the opening of the gene lock.
He is aggressive and not a fancy.
Bang!
Flying backwards.
"Didn't you eat?! The chassis is too bad!"
Go again!
Bang!
"In the team competition, the warriors are going to be in front. What do you want to be like this?!"
"In the game, you are the weakest! Don't think about counterattacking, use your brain!"
"Apart from me, there will be no other team that will bring a person who has not even opened a gene lock!"
During the battle, Zhang Xiner seemed to have become a different person, and her fists and feet were greeting Zhang Peng without hesitation.
This guy was beaten and screamed.
Yuan Bei's liver trembled when he saw it.
Zhang Xiner actually has her own difficulties.
She naturally has absolute confidence in her own strength, but as she said, in this competition, there will definitely be no contestant who has not even opened the gene lock in this team.
Gene lock is enabled or not.
The difference in strength is not covered by a skill.
That is a comprehensive crush of physical fitness and tactical system!
Therefore.
It is also necessary to strictly enforce Zhang Peng, and this is also the prerequisite for winning the championship.
Fortunately, Zhang Peng is not an ungrateful playboy. Even when facing the double blows of the body and the mind, he is still buried in the charge and being overturned.
Um.
Of course, it would be even better if he didn't grit his teeth.
I don’t know if I am really striving for success or just want to beat my sister...
Yuan Bei was standing next to him. We didn't know anything, and we didn't dare to ask.
To be continued...