Rise From The Doom

Five minutes later, Liu Wei An understood the meaning behind Xiao Jie"s words. His colleagues also understood why Xiao Jie"s smile was so strange.

The sight of hundreds of people on horseback was spectacular. Qi sunk into his dantian, his hands on his waist, motionless, like a clay Buddha. It seemed very easy, but it was not that simple.

Horse-stance training was a process that required a long period of time and could not be completed quickly. People who stayed in the horse stance for a few hours were basically practicing from a young age and were able to integrate themselves into the horse stance.

After a minute or two, his legs would start to feel numb, and then he would feel sore. Then, he would feel a type of cramping sensation, and the weight of his body would rapidly increase, as if he were carrying a huge mountain. He couldn"t wait to stand up, or to sit down.

Each of them had a belt around their waist and a rope hanging from their belt. On the rope hung a weighing scale about the size of a fist. The weight should be between two and three pounds. It didn"t sound like much, but it was hanging on his b.u.t.t when he was extremely sore, no less than the last straw that was pressing down on the camel. The soreness was indescribable with words.

If someone was lazy, lowering their b.u.t.t to support the weight of the scale on the ground, they would be courting death. The level field was paved with an unknown type of metal. Once it came into contact with a metal, the voltage of 320 volts would be like a whip covered with barbs, fiercely lashing out.

After falling to the ground, the scale would continuously come into contact with the ground, and the electric currents would continuously flow through it. The screams would not continue for too long before they would stop due to fainting, but the twitching and twisting body would not stay still. It would still struggle, and the white bubbles from its mouth made it seem even more miserable.

No one would mock these unlucky fellows, because it was very likely that the next person to scream on the ground would be him.

"Why is his b.u.t.t so high up? Is he standing guard?" No one"s emotionless voice rang in his ears, causing Liu Wei An to retract his gaze from the fallen person not far away.

"Who allowed you to speak?" The instructor was not Tang Tian Yao, but rather a dark faced man in a military uniform, as straight as a spear. He was not tall or st.u.r.dy, but his muscles had been tempered to the point where they couldn"t see any fat, giving off the impression that he was a robot made of steel, with hook-like fingers, a scar on his face, and a terrifying appearance.

He was the Black Yama that his cla.s.smates had called Officer Knifescar. As for his real name, no one called him by it.

"Instructor, myself." Being stared at by Hei Yan Luo"s pair of triangular eyes, Xiao Jie"s face immediately turned pale, and his body trembled imperceptibly.

"Very good, add half a pound to the scale." Hei Yan Luo"s cold voice didn"t have the slightest bit of warmth.

Xiao Jie"s face twitched and he clenched his teeth, not daring to make the slightest sound. Naturally, someone had added a scale the size of an egg for him. One big and one small, it looked pretty good. However, Xiao Jie wanted to cry.

The corner of Hei Yanluo"s mouth pulled up into a cold smile, "Give him another jin and a half."

A week before, there was no need for him to weigh the pros and cons. As an instructor, he naturally knew better, but since he was an instructor, he was in charge here.

When the surrounding people heard this, they all took in a breath of cold air. The scales were all about half a jin or so, so they had to adapt to the weight before they could increase again. The time it took to take a horse stance was not three to five minutes. He said that he would grit his teeth and endure it. Instead, he spent three hours for a total of 180 minutes.

Xiao Jie"s face paled and he was about to say something, but he swallowed his words back down his throat. At this moment, he couldn"t bear the weight of two and a half kilograms. If he added another half kilograms, he would be able to lie down on the ground and break into a dance.

"A foul must be punished. There is no subst.i.tute for it." Hei Yanluo remained unmoved. Looking at the unconvinced look in Liu Wei An"s eyes, he said flatly, "However, if you are willing to add another catty, I can reduce his punishment time by half."

"To add weight."

Hei Yanluo turned his head to the staff member beside him and said. He was someone who had trained for a long time, so he could not bear it, much less a newbie who had never gotten used to it. He did not know whether it was because Liu Wei An was a newborn calf that was not afraid of a tiger, or because he admired Liu Wei An"s spirit of loyalty.

There was another person dancing in a stink dance. The surrounding students all sighed. Although it was a pity, no one spoke. They didn"t want to end up like Xiao Jie.

This weight was hanging below his b.u.t.t. At first, it didn"t feel much, but in less than a minute, a heavy pressure was transmitted from his calves to his thighs, and then the numbness and soreness expanded, and a trace of pain began to spread. The inside of his muscles were sore and soft, but the outside of his body began to stiffen. Involuntarily, his mind started to think about time. One second, when he raised his head to look at the clock hanging at the highest point of the school building, less than three minutes had pa.s.sed.

The degree of trembling began to increase, from his calves and thighs to his waist, he began to breathe heavily, and his brain began to feel dizzy, as if the sky was spinning and the earth was spinning.

Xiao Jie had been focusing on Liu Wei An from the corner of his eyes. When he saw Liu Wei An"s situation, he immediately knew that something was wrong. This was the beginning of a fall.

After five to thirty seconds had pa.s.sed, Liu Wei An couldn"t hold on any longer and had no choice but to use the "Corpse King Scripture" to protect his body. A fiery energy flowed through his body and swept away his fatigue. The effect was immediate. His drowsy mind suddenly became clear, and the flush on his face gradually faded as well, returning to normal.

It really did have some effect. Liu Wei An was quite happy. Initially, he thought that he wouldn"t need to fear any kind of corporal punishment just because he mastered the art of training in the Iron Body, but a simple horse squatting stance was enough for him to discover his shortcomings. It was neither a marathon run nor lifting a heavy object weighing a thousand pounds.

"This kid is still persisting. He"s really amazing."

"How many minutes has it been? I thought it would only be two minutes."

… ….

The students started to discuss in whispers. Unlike the other cla.s.ses, Cla.s.s 1 (1) seemed to be very quiet. After witnessing Liu Wei An"s superhuman memory and speed, there was an additional horse stance. Although they were surprised, they were already mentally prepared.

If he didn"t have to use the horse stance, he estimated that he wouldn"t be able to absorb 5% of the energy, and most of it would be lost. But just this simple horse stance raised the absorption of energy to 25%, and Liu Wei"an also understood why his fallen cla.s.smate didn"t leave, and thought that electric shock could also increase the absorption of energy, but now he realized that this method was too cruel, so he didn"t announce it.

Although it couldn"t increase the internal energy, it could strengthen the body. If they could get to the slave area, those thin and weak slaves would soon turn into strong men.

"F * ck, it"s been an hour, is this kid even human?"

"Can anyone tell me what is going on? Is a newbie trying to beat an old man?"

Many of the students who could not hold on any longer held their breaths and fiercely glared at Liu Wei An. They miraculously managed to hold on for a long time, and most of them squatted for five to six minutes longer than the day before they fell. As time pa.s.sed, more and more people fell and the field became empty.

"Interesting."

Two and a half hours later, Hei Yanluo returned. There were already staff members taking off Xiao Jie"s scale. If not, he definitely would not be able to survive until now. At this moment, there were less than a hundred people on the field. Although their faces and ears were red, and their legs were trembling, there was still a trace of imperceptible satisfaction in Hei Yanluo"s eyes. However, what surprised him the most was Liu Wei An. He was a freshman, yet he was able to beat his old cla.s.smate.

After circling around Liu Wei An for a while, he left a few words and left.

"The weight of the head of the scale will be raised to five pounds tomorrow."

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