future master in modern

Inside the Siberian training camp.

on the square.

All the students from the three registration points gathered here.The other two registration sites have a wider source of students. Therefore, the number of students this time is more than that of Zao Wou-ki's registration site, and the number of coaches equipped is also slightly more than the number of coaches at their registration site. Unlike them, only Three official coaches.

Dozens of students stood upright with stern faces.

They were all wearing tight-fitting Siberian training camp uniforms, with extremely solemn expressions.

In front of them stood a dozen coaches with sharp eyes and dressed in light gray canvas suits.

A dozen of them are the coaches of the entire Siberia training camp.

Standing behind these coaches are dozens of fighting coaches, and their usual duty is to assist these dozen coaches in training students.

On the banner above the high platform, a majestic polar bear seemed to be roaring. Bruns, followed by several guards, stood on the high platform.

He stood on the top, looked down, and didn't say a word for a long time.

As time went by, all the students felt the pressure.

I don't know how long it took before Bruns spoke: "I won't talk more nonsense, because if you have time for this nonsense, it's better to let you train more time to increase your survival rate."

Bruns spoke unhurriedly, ignoring the reaction of the academy below.

"However, there is one crucial thing to tell you." Bruns continued.

"The most recognized trainees of each session will stand at the top of the entire Siberia training camp and receive the highest honor of the Siberia training camp!"

Bruns' voice suddenly increased, he stretched out his arm, pointing in a certain direction,

All the boxers looked in the direction he pointed.

I saw that in the center of the entire Siberia training camp was a steeple that almost reached into the sky, and all the students looked up, feeling rather daunting.

"The most outstanding students of each class will leave their own mark on the top of the tower, and then receive the golden belt that symbolizes honor."

All the students felt hot in their hearts, "Golden belt!"

If he owns the golden belt, then his status will rise, but his status in the world's underground black boxing world can be imagined.

"It is worth mentioning that this year is another ten-year period. Every ten years in the Siberia training camp, one of the strongest fighters in the past ten years will be selected, and he will be awarded the king's belt representing the king of Siberia—the belt of king. "

"What, this year is the ten-year period."

"It seems that there is a chance to win the belt of king."

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"So, I don't want this class to just choose an ordinary golden belt. I hope that those of you who want to win the golden belt will have some ambitions and go one step further to win this decade's strongest King's belt." Bruns' voice was strongly deceptive.

His goal was achieved, and all the students in the audience suddenly became ambitious.

The strongest boxer of the decade, which means that this boxer will rule the underground black boxing world for a long time.

None of the boxers here thought they were inferior. They all took it for granted that with their own strength and training during this period of time, it was entirely possible to win the belt of kings.

Besides, even if you can't win the king's belt, don't you still have the ordinary gold belt if you take a step back?That's not bad either.

The students in the audience looked pensive, and their hearts were already immersed in the joy when they won the honor a year later.

Just then, a gunshot rang out.

Bruns roared, "Now, I announce that the Siberia training camp is officially open. All coaches will bring their own students and start training!"

This roar sounded like a thunderclap in the ears of every boxer.

"Go! Go!" Every coach shouted at his students and drove them to the training ground.

Coach Jack did not know when he took a long whip in his hand, and he slammed the long whip in the air with a crisp sound.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, the whip just now seemed to be a whip that was swung in his direction?

Just when the whip seemed to hit him just now, Zhao Wuji swayed and easily dodged the whip.

"What are you waiting for, come with me!" Coach Jack glanced at Zhao Wou-ki, and walked ahead by himself.

They naturally followed Coach Jack and walked towards the vast training ground.

After a while, they came to the training ground.

A punch on the training ground is about 400 meters

"Everyone give me two hours to run around the training ground. Don't slow down, or you will bear the consequences."

As soon as he said this, the students immediately ran onto the track and started running for two hours.

Zhao Wou-ki ran in the middle position, he neither advanced nor retreated, just ran along with the others.

At the beginning, everyone's speed was not very fast, and this speed was also acquiesced. No one could run at full strength for two hours.

Gradually, half an hour passed, and the gap narrowed.Belken was in the front as always, and the one who was in the front position just now was now in the back.

"Don't slow down, do you hear me!" Jack roared, and the whip in his hand slammed on the students who were lagging behind.

There was a crisp sound of "pa", and the face of the student who was whipped twisted in pain, and he didn't dare to make a sound.Gritting his teeth, he persisted.

Jack looked at Zhao Wou-Ki with eyes like poisonous snakes.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes, which were like poisonous snakes, narrowed even more.

Zhao Wou-ki unexpectedly still maintained the speed just now, running unhurriedly.

"Bastard." Jack cursed angrily in his heart, and with a force in his hand, he gripped the whip tightly.

Jack touched his waist with his left hand, and his face twisted suddenly.

My whole life was ruined just like that.

Jack still remembers that day ten years ago, when his dignity was trampled on by that Chinese man, and the last kick of the whip hit his waist.

Since then, this part has been his hidden pain.

That Chinese man has become a legend.

And what about myself?Just a loser!

Jack didn't know how he lived in the following days, until one day, when he heard the news that the Chinese man died of illness, he didn't know how excited he was.

Dead, he is finally dead!

Jack let out the resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years, and his waist straightened for the first time.

After that, Jack began to take revenge on every Huaxia student under his command, creating obstacles for them as much as possible, beating them severely and even executing them if they did anything wrong.

Since what I did was a little obvious, I was warned by Bruns, so I planned to restrain myself a little bit this time, but I didn't want to push No. 2536, so I can't blame myself.

If you can't kill him, it's good to give him some trouble.

Who would have thought that this Huaxia person turned out to be number 105, the same number as that person.

Jack's face became more and more ferocious, and he wanted to let No. 105 die even if he was punished.

Who made him number 105?

Number 105, day and night in my dreams, I want to tear the owner of this number into pieces.

Thinking about it, Jack let go of his hand.

Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, there are plenty of opportunities, let him suffer first.

Jack smiled coldly, showing white teeth at the corners of his mouth.

And Zao Wou-ki who was running gradually turned into another figure.

An hour passed, and the gap between the students became even wider.

And Zao Wou-ki still maintained the middle position.

When others were sweating profusely, there was no trace of sweat all over his body.

In fact, Zao Wou-ki's body has been strengthened to the current level, and a cycle has been formed in his body, which has reached a state of endless life, and the speed of physical energy consumption is far behind the speed of recovery.

Let me ask, how could Zao Wou-ki slow down?

Even if Zhao Wuji was asked to run like this all day and night, he would not feel tired.

The more Jack observed Zao Wou-Ki, the more bored he felt. He waved the whip absent-mindedly and hit several people, but there was no reason to hit Zao Wou-Ki.

Belken was just as depressed as him. He kept observing Zao Wou-ki during the running process, hoping that he could pull Zao Wou-ki down far away.

But, contrary to expectations, Zao Wou-ki always kept a not too far distance behind him, which drove him crazy.

why!why!

ps: Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s ignite the climax first in the next few chapters. The suggestions from the brothers made me very ashamed. I’m so sorry for the watery chapters I wrote recently to catch up with the word count~