Chapter 119 (1/2)

In the following days, Lin Xun grew stronger and stronger in the daily brutal training.

Lin Xun made a remarkable transformation in a very short time, by Young Ke’s individual training, and Condensate Pills supplied continuously, as well as his unremitting efforts.

He broke through the sixth level of Martial Realm and reached the “Xiao Zhoutian”, the seventh level of Martial Realm. The spiritual power in his body was strong enough to compare with the top overmatches on the ninth level of Martial Realm. The quality of his spiritual power was even better than that of ninth-level practitioners.

His Marching Boxing achieved the Mastery in realm of Martial Tao. A basic boxing as it was, its power in Mastery completely changed in any movement which was powerful and unparalleled in this realm.

The most important thing was that Lin Xun found his own style of boxing through Marching Boxing, that is, solidification and majesty, with the momentum like a vast gulf swallowed by the sea!

He also made a breakthrough in spiritual cultivation by lighting up the third star in the sea of his consciousness! The scope of his perception expanded to a 100-meter area, where all tiny changes would be discovered by his ears and eyes.

According to Young Man, now Lin Xun was no weaker than a practitioner on the eighth level of Martial Realm by his pure physical strength.

This was called “Metallographic Jade Quality” in physical cultivation, which meant that the body was as precious as gold and as flawless as jade.

In terms of combat experience, Lin Xun had experienced hundreds of fights, and had got lots of experience not only from the confrontations with super overmatch – Young Ke, but also in the actual battles. He transformed the feelings and experiences into a part of combat effectiveness.

All these changes made Lin Xun immerse in cultivation more. Even though he was still beaten black and blue by Young Ke every day, the progress he made could make up for all this.

Lin Xun enjoyed the feeling of getting stronger. He even forgot the passage of time and how many points he had earned now.

Old Mo was not idling during this time. He studied various spiritual tattoos and constantly adjusted and modified the spiritual furnace every day, seeming to be in a state of insanity and self-forgetfulness.

Comparatively speaking, Young Man had more leisure time. In addition to helping Lin Xun apply medicine to his wounds every day, she prepared meals and instructed Lin Xun occasionally to find some tricks on fighting and cultivating.

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As time went by, the atmosphere in Camp 39 became tenser and tenser.

All the trainees were preparing for the monthly assessment. Except for daily training, they spent almost all their time in improving themselves.

Monthly assessment was not only a matter of whether they would be eliminated, but also a matter of individual glory.

They were all young people, vigorous and proud. They had their own means, shrewdness and special family backgrounds. It was natural that they couldn’t tolerate being overwhelmed by trainees from other camps in the monthly assessment.

On the other hand, this monthly assessment related to the honor of Camp 39. If they failed, even their camp would be laid off!

It was a great humiliation to those proud young trainees that they could only be assigned to other camps as losers even if they could stay and continue their training.

It was worth mentioning that when the monthly assessment was only three days away, there were only 24 people left in Camp 39, including Lin Xun.

In other words, during this period of training, four people were eliminated because they were unqualified in training.

Young Ke’s requirements were harsh and cruel. According to the Fatty Middle-aged, Young Ke was the most demanding drillmaster in all forty camps.

As a result, Camp 39 had always been ranking first in the elimination rate, and the number of remaining trainees had become the smallest among the 40 camps.

This was a dangerous situation at least for the confrontation between two camps, since the camp with fewer trainees was bound to be at a disadvantage!

Fatty Middle-aged had reminded Young Ke before, but Young Ke never changed her attitude so that no one could help.

For all the trainees in Camp 39, no one dared to question it for the fear and awe of the Drillmaster Young Ke although they had some doubts about it.

They were all under great pressure in this way. The key to monthly assessment was the confrontation between the camps. The smaller the number of people in a camp, the greater the loss the camp might suffer!

With only three days to go before the monthly assessment, Lin Xun’s life remained the same as before, without any change due to the upcoming assessment.

Only when he was repairing his injuries at night, Lin Xun suddenly realized a problem that why no one had chosen to break through to the Gang Spirit Realm so far since many trainees in Bloodthirsty Camp had reached the ninth level of Martial Realm and each of them had extraordinary natural endowments and amazing potential.

Young Man was surprised when she heard Lin Xun’s doubt, “Didn’t anyone tell you when you came to the Bloodthirsty Camp?”

Lin Xun had a look of incomprehension on his face. He was sent here due to a strange combination of circumstances. How could he know that?