Chapter 312 Er Qiao's Sudden Death!

"Then Mr. Leng Kong, can you stop torturing JOJO?"

After learning that the monster curled up in pain and trembling on the ground was Er Qiao, Spit felt heartbroken.

Seeing the sweat stains of Da Tan on the ground, and Er Qiao who was completely tormented and out of shape, Spit felt remorse.

Is he crazy in front of him?

Knowing that Leng Kong is a psychopath, how dare he?How dare you hand over JOJO to Leng Kong?

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that Spit was interceding for him, Er Qiao, who was paralyzed on the ground, also rolled his eyes hard and hummed.

"Don't worry, it's just to temper his will,"

"If you don't trust this brat, you have to trust my professionalism."

"At most, it's half-disabled, and it will be made up after eating a few more meals afterwards. How can it be so easy to want to die?"

"If you can't even bear this little pain, how can you grow?"

Leng Kong sat on the carpet already filled with food, and said indifferently,

"Well, it tastes alright."

Big chunks of steak stuffed into the mouth, it feels much better than the light food of the Japanese shogunate.

"Originally, I planned to stay up for at least three days and three nights, but since the benefactor has spoken, let's just stay up for one day and one night."

Delicious sauce overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the greedy Er Qiao was drooling
It's a pity that there is no food for him at all, not even a drop of water.

"One more day and one night?"

Spit's heartbroken features huddled together.

Hearing this, Er Qiao almost passed by
Just a few hours in the morning, he felt that his days felt like years. If he had another day and night, he really didn't know if he would still be alive.
"Okay, let's go if you have nothing to do, lest you feel uncomfortable in your heart."

"Gollum."

Leng Kong swallowed the food and began to chase people away.

"Ah good, good!"

Thinking that Er Qiao's body was highly poisonous and Leng Kong was needed to help him get the antidote, Spitt could only avoid Er Qiao's despairing eyes, turned around and ran away.

Otherwise, he was afraid that if he continued to stay, old tears would flow out.

Heartache is so heartache!

Shi Pitt has no children, and has always treated Er Qiao as his own grandson. Now, it is still out of sight, so it doesn't hurt.

"Woooo."

Seeing the only savior, Spit, running like the wind without even turning his head, two big teardrops fell from the corners of Er Qiao's eyes in despair
He wants to die so much!

Heart tired, destroy it!
The next day, it was still meal time,

When Spit brought the servants to arrange the dishes, Leng Kong finally stepped forward to put Er Qiao's tendons, meat, and bones back in place. However, after his body recovered, Er Qiao was still paralyzed on the ground without any intention of moving.

numb!

After being washed away by the torrent of extreme pain for a day and a night, he is now completely numb!
The eyes are dull and dull, even more like a walking dead than a walking dead.

"Quick, drink some water."

Spit rushed over with the kettle in his hand,

"Ho ho."

Hearing that there was water to drink, Er Qiao had a slight reaction, his eyes moved dully, his tongue licked his dry lips, and his throat made a thirsty "ho ho",

After a day and a night of pain, he felt that the water in his body had been completely drained, and he urgently needed fresh water to continue his life.

laugh!
But just as Spit was getting closer and closer to him, a broken bone flew by, and the kettle was pierced directly, and Spit's hand shook from the shock, and Er Qiao watched helplessly as the life-saving water source watered the grass all at once.

"The real trial hasn't started yet, what water do you drink?"

The chicken bones shot out, and Leng Kong brought a large plate of roasted chicken legs to enjoy.

"It's all like this, and it hasn't officially started yet?"

Seeing Er Qiao's cracked lips, dark blue eye bags, and pale skin, Spit's heart ached in pain, and he almost vomited blood after listening to Leng Kong's words.

People are almost being played to death, and it hasn't officially started yet?
Are you killing JOJO, or helping him train?

It's only been one day, and JOJO has only one breath left. If it really lasts for ten days, wouldn't he want to book a coffin for JOJO in advance?

But thinking of JOJO who was still begging for cold air training in front of him, Spit could only say weakly: "I think JOJO is really dehydrated now, why don't you let him drink some water first, replenish his calories, and rest before continuing?"

"Uh-huh."

When Er Qiao, who was completely weak, heard this, his eyes glowed with the light of life in an instant, and he pouted his lips and agreed vigorously.

As long as the devil promises to let him rest, he will run away as soon as his physical strength recovers a little. He will go to Xi Sa and practice with his teacher.

Otherwise, if he continues to play in the cold air, he will really die
"rest?"

"The trial hasn't officially started yet, so why rest?"

Leng Kong shook his head resolutely, "However, the dehydration is very severe. I didn't expect the ripple energy to extract the potential so well. Haha."

"It works well?"

Hearing this, Shi Pitt's eyelids twitched, and he was about to die. Can this be called a good effect?

The escape plan died before it even started, and Er Qiao didn't even bother to speak.

"Um"

Leng Kong nodded seriously,

"Ripple energy can suppress pain and heal the physical body, but the energy does not appear out of thin air, but also comes from the physical body."

"In order to suppress the pain, Xiao Qiao crazily squeezed the potential of her body to release the ripples, and the speed of squeezing was faster than I expected. This just one day is worth four or five days of squeezing by a fighter."

"Not bad, it is indeed a natural corrugated body, it is really good! Haha"

Spit worried: "But I think JOJO's body has really reached its limit, if he continues forcibly, he will die, right?"

"limit?"

Leng Kong shook his head flatly, "What is the limit?"

"When you reach the limit, break it for me!"

"Such a simple matter, isn't it enough to be angry?"

"I will break through again when I reach the limit, keep breaking through and keep breaking through until I completely squeeze out the potential of my body."

"If you are only shackled by the mere physical body, how can you improve the purity?"

"How do you become a real man?"

Glancing at Er Qiao who was still slumped on the ground, he smiled kindly in the cold air,
"Remember the pose I did before, get up and stand up, and start the formal trial!"

"Woooo."

Hearing this, Er Qiao let out a sob, closed his eyes, and immediately began to smash.

That's it, if you want to kill or cut, you can feel the cold air, anyway, he doesn't have the strength to move his fingers now.

empty!

The body was completely hollowed out!

"Heh, play hob meat with me?"

Leng Kong smiled contemptuously, "If I don't get up again, I will continue to pull my muscles and bones?"

"Let you lie in extreme pain for ten days, the effect should be similar, but I don't know if you will be insane or have a mental breakdown at that time."

what?
Again?

Thinking of the endless pain she experienced before, Er Qiao's pupils instantly shrank into black spots,

To be honest, he almost counted the previous day and night, and in the end not only his body was numb, but even his mental will was numb. In the end, he didn't know how he survived.

If he lay down for another ten days, even if his life was hard and he didn't die from the pain, he would definitely be a fool in the pain.

The extreme fear of endless pain caused Er Qiao's perfectly drained body to suddenly surge with new strength, and he stood up violently, his limbs trembling, and he performed the standard battle spirit awakening posture taught by Leng Kong.

Counseling, he has broken the limit!
Leng Kong smiled lightly at Spit, "Look, I said breaking the limit is not difficult, right? Didn't Xiao Qiao do it easily?"

"You are cruel!"

Spit left, he was afraid that he would have a heart attack if he watched it any longer.

the next day.
Although Er Qiao was still standing, his body was already swaying, and he had severe visual and auditory hallucinations again. He felt as if he was standing on a cloud, and the whole world became unreal.

Not only did the ripple energy not become his advantage, but because he frantically squeezed it in order to suppress the extreme pain on the first day, his body was overdrawn early on.

But Leng Kong said ten days would be ten days, and he would not release the water just because he could beat the fighters on the first day for four or five days.

Day three.
Er Qiao's physical body gradually became numb, and his perception became extremely dull.

Fourth day.
I can't even open my eyelids, I just stand in the pile posture inertially, and there is only one obsession left in my mind, and that is persistence. Persistence and persistence!
As for what to insist on, and why he insisted on it, he had already forgotten.

fifth day.
That is equivalent to the purity of the tenth day of a fighter, everything in the world disappeared from Er Qiao's perception, but it also seemed that his spirit broke away from the limitations of the physical body and merged into everything in the world!

sixth day.
thinking almost stopped,

the seventh day.
His body is as lifeless as a dead wood, and the birds in the forest land on his head and shoulders to play.

eighth day.
Er Qiao's eyes were opened again, and his bright eyes made one feel as if he had been washed from body to spirit.

"Cough cough."

Her throat was severely dehydrated, and she hadn't uttered a sound for a long time, so Er Qiao instinctively let out a dry and hard cough before speaking.

Then he brightened his eyes and looked at Leng Kong forcefully, "I have evolved!"

At this moment, Er Qiao clearly felt the trajectory of the wind, smelled the fragrance of the soil, and heard the chirping of birds, beasts, insects and ants.

The surrounding terrain of several meters can be reflected in the mind one by one without looking at it with eyes.

For the first time in my life, I can perceive so clearly!

"No, this is just your illusion!"

Leng Kong shook his head, "The physical body is extremely exhausted, and the spirit temporarily breaks through the shackles, so the perception can be so sensitive. You can't usually do this."

Er Qiao: "Then I'm done?"

"No, you have to defeat them to end the first stage."

With a point of Leng Kong's finger, a group of people happened to be walking along the path in the forest, and the leader was Spit, who had never dared to come to see him.

"Sir, I have found the sparring partner you want."

After approaching, Spit lined up more than a dozen muscular men behind him. These are veterans with strong fighting skills in the army, whom he borrowed temporarily.

"very good!"

Leng Kong nodded, and looked at Er Qiao, who was physically exhausted and bright-eyed, "The stage of defeating them and tapping their potential is over. After that, let you rest for a night, and tomorrow you will start to sharpen your muscles and learn fighting skills."

"One hits ten?"

"No, more than ten?"

Er Qiao, who just said that he had evolved, instantly collapsed, and said pitifully, "It's okay to hit, but I haven't had a drop of water in eight days. Can you let me eat before hitting?"

"You can eat them if you beat them."

Then Leng Kong waved at the muscular man again, "You too, if you persist for an extra hour, you will get an extra $5000. How much you can earn in the end depends on your own abilities."

"15 vs 1?"

"This is going to make us rich! Haha"

All the muscular men were instantly excited!
In their view, the money is too easy to get.

"Then play slowly!"

Leng Kongqiang dragged Spit away. In his opinion, this level of hand-to-hand combat is just juggling and nothing to watch.

"Damn bastard!"

"Don't. Don't pass it!"

Stared at by more than a dozen pairs of green eyes, Er Qiao was stunned.

You must know that although his perception is very sensitive now, his body has really been drained long ago. If he uses this state to deal with more than a dozen big men, is he going to be tortured to death?
"Sorry, we want to make money!"

The muscular man chuckled, and pressed directly on it.

"what?"

"How fast is this kid reacting?"

"Your body is slippery?"

"Catch him first!"

Four or five muscular men slid the shovel at the same time, Er Qiao's feet were clamped, and then one after another, the muscular men all pressed up.

"Just, just press him like this!"

"Brothers at the bottom have worked hard, holding on for Meidao!"

The muscular man is going to use the method of a human flesh arhat to suppress him for three days and three nights.

Although he was ravaged by a group of muscular men for a whole day, Er Qiao finally won by exhausting his perverted stamina.

When he finally ate and drank water, he cried!
The next training is even easier,

Apply Jack Fanma's 36-hour training plan a day to Er Qiao and start a new round of training.

Ripple energy has an excellent healing effect on the physical body, as long as the food is supplemented enough, it will not die at all!
Since you can't practice to death, then practice to death!
Er Qiao realized that he had only just climbed out of the hell-like training for potential excavation, and fell into another even more terrifying devil hell!

He swears that he will hide away from Leng Kong when he sees Leng Kong in the future, absolutely, absolutely never contact him again!

Because this monster is much scarier than the devil!
There are only 24 hours in a day, and he actually wants to train for 36 hours by himself?

No time can limit his abnormality!
Before dawn in the morning, I ran [-] laps along the manor with a log thicker than my waist,
A manor with hundreds of acres is about 1000 meters long.

20 laps is 2 meters, or 20 kilometers, and this is just a warm-up for morning exercises.

After breakfast, it was the item that Er Qiao was most afraid of.

Because Leng Kong personally came to teach him fighting skills, the monster's fist just touched his body lightly, and Er Qiao felt that his internal organs were smashed.

In just a few days, the training ground specially set up to play was stained scarlet with his blood. If he could not use Ripple to heal the injury, he felt that he would not be able to survive the first day!
After eating at noon, Leng Kong gave him an hour to activate the ripple energy to repair his body. This was also his only rest time of the day.

In the afternoon, I beat obsidian with bare hands. I heard from Leng Kong that the stone, which is harder than metal, should be beaten into a smooth ball before it is finished.

In the evening, they dragged logs as big as trucks or stones weighing thousands of catties and ran until the early morning of the next day.

The inhuman super high training volume cycle is repeated.

The only thought in Er Qiao's mind is to hope that Zhu Nan will come soon!
It's not that he hasn't thought about running, but the cold air seems to have radar, as soon as his feet step out of the training route, this lunatic will immediately jump out and beat him up.

That scene can be said to make those who hear it cry and those who listen are sad.

The horrific training that was even more devilish than the devil, as well as the inhumane beatings, also made Spit tearful and his heart trembled.

But he can't do without watching, he has to help JOJO prepare a nutritious meal, and he is afraid that Leng Kong will train JOJO to death if he is not careful.

The cruel training without eating or drinking for the first ten days has already scared him stupid. Later, when he saw the cold air, he hardly gave JOJO sleep time. He took turns doing various exercises for 24 hours to exercise his muscles crazily, and his heartbeat almost stopped suddenly. .

No, I can't go on any longer!
He wants to change people, change someone to teach JOJO, otherwise JOJO will not be trained to death, and his old man will leave first because his heart can't bear it.
That's what Spit thought, and he did the same. After dialing the phone, within a few days, a sexy black-haired waist-length lady Yu appeared at the gate of Lengkong Manor with Caesar who had run away earlier.

"Lisa Lisa, you are finally here!"

"If you don't come again, JOJO will really die!"

Seeing Sister Yu's arrival, Shi Pitt was so excited that he was about to cry. When his mother came, Shi Pitt was not going to take care of it. It was really his old man's heart that couldn't bear such a fright.

"Ok?"

"Hasn't the poison in JOJO's body not yet expired?"

Lisa Lisa's beautiful willow eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a trace of worry on her face.

"It's not which, but"

Spit raised his hand, pointing to the huge drag marks surrounding the gate of the manor.

"Boom."

The next moment, a tall, bronze-skinned, muscular young man appeared in front of them dragging 4 or 5 oversized tires.

The thick hemp rope collapsed straight, and the shoulders and back were strangled with deep blood marks, but the young man seemed not to feel it, and seemed to be completely invisible to them, step by step, step by step, step by step with hot sweat, buried his head, and walked his legs , walked quickly in front of them.

"A tire weighs at least 200 kilograms, right?"

"Five at a time, this kid, is he crazy?"

Looking at the huge tire with a diameter close to two meters, Xisa exclaimed,

"It's not that he's crazy, but that the person who taught him is too crazy!"

Spit had tears in his eyes: "And it's not a few laps. JOJO will drag this thing until tomorrow morning, and then repeat it. Under this intensity of training, he has not slept for more than half a month."

"what?"

Caesar and Lisa Lisa screamed at the same time.

"so."

Spit looked at Lisa Lisa with lingering fear, "I just want you to teach Jojo yourself, otherwise I'm really afraid that Jojo will die suddenly in the next second!"

(End of this chapter)

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