Raiders Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

    In the battlefield, Chu Qianze opened a separate room, and all the conditions and parameters simulated the league standard.

    After the establishment was completed, I sent an invitation to Zong Xinjue.

    [Player Zong Xinjue, enters the room. ]

    Zong Xinjue slightly compared and nodded: "There should be no problem."

    "Then let's practice according to the plan first, find out each other's weaknesses and areas that can be corrected, and then make further adjustments." After opening the panel, Chu Qianze flipped through the imported plan, Roughly simulate the tactics in your mind.

    It is not too late, Zong Xinjue raised his hand and equipped the giant shield: "Let's start now."

    Seeing that the other party directly raised the giant shield and rushed towards him, Chu Qianze jumped back and landed on the circular pillar.

    "In such a hurry? Then I'm welcome." The voice fell, and the surrounding metal quickly appeared and moved, assembled into a firearm, and the bullet quickly ejected and fired at Zong Xinjue.

    Faced with the incoming attacks, Zong Xinjue did not panic, raised a huge shield and resisted it head-on.

    [Skill: Block]

    …

    [The battle is over, and the player wins by a thousand miles! ]

    The wings of machinery converged, Chu Qianze fell from the air and came to Zong Xinjue's side. "How is it, great, right?"

    "Your skills are too cheating." Zong Xinjue was a little depressed. How to fight this? Complete self-restraint.

    "This is also in the arena. In order to ensure the relative fairness of the game, the league officials will definitely adjust the attributes of my character." Chu Qianze felt that it didn't matter, some Things are engraved in the brain, and even if the skills are adjusted, they can still be used.

    Smiled, he mechanically folded his body and switched to the Poison Master profession. "Okay, now change your career, you can analyze the difference between the two."

    Zong Xinjue's expression became serious, "Okay."

    [The second battle, start! ]

    …

    [Congratulations to the player on the victory! ]

    The pupils shrank slightly, and Zong Xinjue didn't react until the end of the game. What was that skill just now?

    It ended too quickly to get enough information.

    "Come again!"

    [Congratulations to the player for thousands of miles—]

    Zong Xinjue took back the giant shield that Zong Xinjue flew out: "Continue."

    …

    [Congratulations to the player for thousands of miles—]

    I don't know which round is the end of, Zong Xinjue collapsed directly to the ground, not caring about his image.

     "Where the **** do you get your skills, professional skills are really terrible."

    Chu Qianze sat next to him: "Drinking water?"

    "Take a bite."

    Zong Xinjue sat up, took a sip from the cup, and then continued to collapse on the ground with large characters.

    "Holographic online games are very different from keyboard competitions. Although they are both games, the points that need to be paid attention to are completely different. It, to continue the dream of competition, this is not a competition at all." Zong Xinjue looked at the sky in this posture.

    How can this sound like a retreat?

    "It's so interesting." Zong Xinjue murmured.

    Hearing this, Chu Qianze was a little surprised.

     "Because of the holographic technology, the overall quality is more tested. There are so many places that need training and attention, which are full of uncertainties, but it also becomes more interesting." Zong Xinjue sat up Body, took out the recovery potion from the backpack, and drank it.

    Standing up and throwing the medicine bottle to the recycling place, Zong Xinjue was full of fighting spirit.

    "Come on, let's continue!"

    "Fixed?"

    "Adjusted, hurry up! No matter what, I will beat you once!" Zong Xinjue's eyes seemed to have flames burning.

    I thought it would be sluggish for a while, but this kid just hit me on the head.

    "Cry your nose?" Zong Xinjue laughed, "This sentence is for you."

    Chu Qianze: "Then let's start."

    [Compared to the battlefield, the nth duel, officially begins! ]

    Chu Qianze wins.

    [The n+1 match! ]

    Later, when the two began to fight again, it simply did not make a sound.

    "Do you want to rest?" Chu Qianze persuaded after the fight ended.

    "No, let's start directly." Zong Xinjue put his hands on his knees. Even after drinking the stamina potion, I still feel exhausted. It is true that the character's various indicators have recovered, but his mental fatigue will not subside.

    This person's action and reaction speed have dropped significantly. Seeing that the other party is still thinking about continuing, Chu Qianze sighed and stood there without moving.

    The giant shield in Zong Xinjue's hand stopped in mid-air, frowning slightly: "Why don't you move?"

    "It's the end of this game."

    "How many times have you said this?"

    Raising his hand and pressing down on the giant shield suspended above his neck, Chu Qianze stepped forward and came to the other side. "I feel very tired, can I take a break?"

    It's so easy to lie.

    The lies that are visible to the naked eye are not at all distracting. After coming into contact with Chu Qianze's smile, Zong Xinjue withdrew the giant shield, "Then stop fighting first and do other things."

    The tone was somewhat reluctant.

    [The battle is over, please leave as soon as possible. ]

    The prompt popped up quickly, as if impatient. If you can anthropomorphize it, it's probably like: oh my mother, you guys are finally gone. Hurry up, hurry up, don't stay here anymore.

    Zong Xinjue didn't care about the panel prompts at all. At this time, he had opened the panel and began to record his mistakes and advantages in the battle just now, and reflect and summarize respectively.

    "This is the beginning?"

    Chu Qianze leaned over to take a look, the other party marked them with different colors, and also marked the combo effect of skills, blast rate, mix and match moves, and also made a few mind maps, All information at a glance.

    Zong Xinjue hummed lightly, his hands kept moving. After roughly recording the situation, he switched to the page dedicated to feedback. At this time, a general summary of the battle had been written on it. When he felt that it was almost the same, he spread it out in front of Chu Qianze.

    "What else do you think I can do?"

    "Ask me?"

    After roughly browsing the information, Chu Qianze thought for a moment, "I feel that your condition is already very good, your skills are not bad, your reaction speed is well trained, what else can you improve? Then...the physique in reality."

    "In reality?" Zong Xinjue's eyes moved slightly.

    Chu Qianze: "Although the actual physique is not a big reference in the game, since you have entered a bottleneck in training and the character's data has been saturated, it is better to try to start from this aspect. How about increasing the time for realistic training while maintaining the current reaction speed training?"

    This may sound a bit sophistry, but it makes sense when you think about it.

    "Then as you said, I will go to the gym for training later."

    "Only going to the gym? You're too relaxed." Chu Qianze folded his arms, and the mechanical metal slowly walked around.

    "In terms of reaction training arrangements and physical exercise arrangements, let's add a morning run by the way."

    "Morning run?" Zong Xinjue's expression changed slightly, isn't it time to get up early!

    "Yes, run in the morning. What time is it now, you still stay up late every day. It is very important to develop a good routine There are good fruits to eat.

    No, your body is not very good now, what kind of flexibility is that? When I was doing massage before, it was so stiff that I couldn't bear to look directly. "Speaking of this, Chu Qianze couldn't help but complain.

    Hearing this, Zong Xinjue was unhappy, "I at least insist on going to the gym every week to exercise."

    "So you also practice morning jogging?"

    Chu Qianze spreads out one hand and holds the other hand on top: "Could it be that you don't even want to get up early for your competitive dream?"

    Zong Xinjue gritted his teeth: "Okay, just run in the morning."

    Chu Qianze: "At least half an hour, this is not too much."

    It takes an hour to go back and forth a few times a day.

    "Yes." Zong Xinjue agreed.

    The reaction is also early, and it does not matter how long it takes to run.

    After the first thing was settled, Chu Qianze calmed down, "What else is there now?"

    Reading his own file, Zong Xinjue said: "Relevant data sorting, and tactical discussion of each team."

    Leaving the Arena, the room will automatically close.

    "I want a strawberry mousse and a cup of chocolate roasted milk. What are you going to order?" After Chu Qianze planned the desserts he needed, he looked back at Zong Xinjue, and saw the other side. With a face, brows furrowed, it looks like he is thinking about something.

    Looking like this, 80% of them are still thinking about the fight just now.

    Seeing that there is a big pillar in front of him, and the man has a tendency to move straight forward.

    Chu Qianze took a few steps slower, straddled a little to the right, and stood directly in front of Zong Xinjue.

    "Be careful." Chu Qianze supported the man, so that he did not fall. Although according to the trend just now, Zong Xinjue can stabilize himself even if he doesn't take action himself.

    "Now back to your senses?"

    Zong Xinjue blinked his eyes, the image he just simulated was still stuck in his mind, what happened after the combo?

    He responded slowly: "Well, I'm back to my senses."

    This answer is really inconsiderate.

    Zong Xinjue was stunned, he was lying on Chu Qianze's shoulder at this time, his feet were hanging in the air, mainly because of the panic in his abdomen.

    "Wait, what are you doing?!"

      .

    "I've been watching the road!"

    "Yeah, the left eye goes in and the right eye goes out, but it's nothing but the brain."

    This kid is a workaholic. It’s still the kind of person who will die as soon as he enters the job. From signing up to now, he is in contact with people every day. He is either analyzing data, researching strategies, or simply combining the two and mixing other things. Do together.

    "I saw it at the time, you put me down first!" The first time I was carried like this, it was so shameful.

    "Put it down?" Chu Qianze sneered, his voice not in a hurry: "Just in front of it was a pillar with a power grid wrapped around it. If I don't lie in the middle, will you go by yourself? in?"

    "No, you treat me as a child?"

    Chu Qianze: "You too underestimate the children, they all know how to detour."

    Zong Xinjue was silent for a while, "Aren't you by your side?"

    "...Okay, this is over. Let's change the subject, when was the last time you ate?" Chu Qianze asked, and then added: "To be honest."

    "Noon today, around one o'clock in the afternoon." Zong Xinjue thought for a moment.

    "What did you eat?"

    "...a piece of chocolate." Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, he added, "And a glass of water."

    "Is this your lunch?"

    Is this thing for lunch?

    Chu Qianze pulled the corners of his mouth, "How about breakfast?"

    “…”

    In the strange silence, Chu Qianze understood the truth. "You didn't eat, did you?"

    "A little bit, not much to eat." Drinking water should count.

    Zong Xinjue has an inexplicable guilty conscience.

    Chu Qianze laughed, unable to hear any emotion. "Where are you now."

    "...in game."

    "I mean, where are you in reality?"

    "My house."

    "Offline immediately, order a takeaway, and we'll talk about other things after eating."

    I didn't hear anyone speaking, Chu Qianze said in a sullen voice: "Why, how many times do I have to say it again? How can you be like this, and you're not afraid of tossing your stomach."

    "It's always been like this, and I haven't seen anything happen. I exercise regularly, and it's not that easy to get into trouble." Zong Xinjue buried his head, he no longer expected Chu Qianze to put himself down .

    "Should I praise you?"

    Zong Xinjue responded,

    "Do you know the takeaway page? Pasta, rice, fried chicken and barbecue, you can order any of them. No, fried chicken and barbecue is not the main meal, you can order it freely."

    "I ordered it." Zong Xinjue acted very quickly and placed an order that he had bought before, without considering new varieties at all.

    "So fast?" Chu Qianze walked forward and flipped him.

    "Bought what."

    Zong Xinjue signed up for the name of the dish.

    "Can you let me down now?" The tone was flattering.

    "Hey, at least change your posture!" Zong Xinjue put his elbows on his shoulder blades and straightened up trying to get himself down.

    The front is the public area, full of people. I was carried over like this...

    It was unbelievable.

    At this point, the panel lights up, indicating that a new message has appeared. Seeing the information, Zong Xinjue's eyes lit up. "Takeaway is here!"

    Chu Qianze flew slower: "Now?"

    "Yes, it was just delivered to my door, now I'm going to pick it up."

    Speaking, patted Chu Qianze on the shoulder, "Can you let me down now?"

    Chu Qianze pulled the man off his shoulders with a force. "Have a good meal and talk later."

    "Understood," Zong Xinjue rubbed his wrist, "just like the old mother."

    Chu Qianze squinted his eyes slightly and sneered: "That means I can live, you want to be like others, people don't care about you. If you continue talking, I will carry you directly. Take a walk around the common area.”

    "Go away!" Zong Xinjue scolded.

    Laughing and playing, all for his own health, which made him feel a little strange.

    "Offline first."

    "Go, come back after you finish eating, see you at the same place." Chu Qianze watched the people disappear, went to the dessert shop to reserve a seat, and began to enjoy the leisure time.

    Zong Xinjue went online after eating two cakes.

    "Finished?" He picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth and said slowly.

    "Just finished." Zong Xinjue pulled out the chair and sat down. At this time, the table was full of snacks.

    "Did you read those files?"

    Seeing this person entering the state, Chu Qianze didn't talk nonsense, put the spoon aside, "Go through it. Regarding the physical fitness training you mentioned, I have a set of methods, and the effect is very good. But the process will be a bit difficult. Would you like to understand?"

    Zong Xinjue moved the document a little and looked at Chu Qianze, "What is it."

    In the gym, Chu Qianze was sitting on the equipment next to him. Seeing that he was hanging on the bar and motionless, he still didn't get up for ten seconds. He lit his brain to remind: "Don't stop. , and ten more."

    Zong Xinjue held the bar with both hands and crossed his legs. He exhaled, too lazy to talk to anyone.

    "There are only ten, come on, do it in one breath, persistence is victory!" Chu Qianze encouraged him, come on.

    Zong Xinjue held his breath, his biceps tightened, his waist and abdomen worked hard, and he wanted to get up straight.

    Seeing that this person was already in the air, Chu Qianze sighed: "Very good, only nine—"

    Just as the nine characters appeared, Zong Xinjue fell again.

    It is a pity that it failed in the middle. The progress bar just moved forward is now retracted.

    "Ten more! Work harder." Chu Qianze sat on the chair and took a sip of sour plum juice.

    "I know!" Zong Xinjue's face flushed red, and he did five pull-ups with all his strength.

    Chu Qianze leaned on the back of the chair next to him, with one leg bent over the place next to him, counting the numbers.

    Finally finishing the remaining few, Zong Xinjue released his hands, panting on the armrest.

    "Congratulations, you have successfully achieved 40 pull-ups." Imitating the tone of CCTV's announcement of good news, Chu Qianze passed a towel over by the way.

    Zong Xinjue took the towel, he really didn't have the strength to speak. After a while, when I felt better, I said, "Next time I train, you can roar more."

     "Why, do you feel more motivated to exercise with my encouragement?"

    "Come here a few more times, I must really want to hit you." I was exhausted, but there was someone sitting next to me drinking a drink.

    Zong Xinjue pulled out a smile: "With the blessing of hatred, I might be able to beat you a few times when we meet in the arena."

    "Do you want domestic violence?" Chu Qianze was shocked, his eyes were slightly open, full of wonder.

    "Just kidding." Zong Xinjue exhaled, stood up and started to stretch.

    Chu Qianze was next to him to help him press, and then he would say: "Did you pull the ligament in advance today?"

    "No, why do you ask." Zong Xinjue changed his hand and stretched forward, stretching one muscle.

    "I feel that your leg ligaments are much better than before. They used to be as straight as a bamboo tube, but now they are probably a bamboo pole that can be bent."

    The original stretch paused, Zong Xinjue buried his head and changed his direction: "I do exercises at home, and recently I have paid more attention to this aspect of training."

     Originally, Chu Qianze didn't care much, but seeing Zong Xinjue's performance, he felt that things didn't seem to be that simple.

    Just pulling the ligament?

    Zong Xinjue didn't say anything about it, and he didn't know either.

    Release his hand, Chu Qianze took a step back: "Almost, let's start the next project."

    "Got it." Zong Xinjue sat on the cushion with his legs bent.

    Chu Qianze turned his back to him directly, and sat up on his feet: "This is not many, just 100. Let's start!"

    …

    After finishing a series of projects, Chu Qianze stood beside him, looking down at Zong Xinjue lying on the ground, a little funny. "It's tiring, but it doesn't have to be like this, right?"

    Is that a little tired?

    Zong Xinjue was soaking wet at this time, paralyzed and had no strength to speak, so he could only roll his eyes silently.

    "This set has to be practiced consecutively to be effective. Rest now, and the effect will be halved." Chu Qianze reminded.

    Zong Xinjue took a deep breath and got up from the ground, "Continue."

    Although the other party is acting according to their own words, they are not very motivated at the moment. This plan is a bit strict, but if you stick to it, it will definitely work well.

    The first week is the hardest, and once you get used to it, you will feel much better.

    Thinking for a moment, Chu Qianze squatted down, propped his chin and said, "If we can persist this week, we will go on a date."

    Zong Xinjue's eyes froze, then turned sharply to look at Chu Qianze.

    "You mean it?"

    It seems to work.

    Chu Qianze raised a smile: "Of course, I don't lie."

    "All training lasts one week? Just one week?" Zong Xinjue confirmed again.

    Is it too little?

    Although the original intention is, as long as you stick to the gym training for a week, but since the other party is so looking forward to it.

    Chu Qianze nodded: "That's right."

    "It's a word!" The mood that was sluggish just now turned into excitement.

    In the following period, Zong Xinjue became extra active and asked for training in advance every time.

    The morning of the seventh day after the appointment.

    Chu Qianze was wearing sportswear with one hand in his pocket, standing at the crossroads, waiting for Zong Xinjue to arrive.

    A few days ago, the other party would arrive early, but now it is almost the appointed time, and there is still no shadow.

    Feeling strange, he sent a message directly to the other party.

    [Remember running this morning? ]

    [Just squeak]

    [Will not oversleep (sweat)]

    [There are still three minutes, and if there is no news, I will just leave. ]

    The promised time was reached, but there was still no one. Chu Qianze thought for a while and called the other party directly.

    The call connected, then hung up immediately.

    After a while, there was a message back there.

    Zong Xinjue: [Sorry, I didn't see it just now. ]

    [Go for a run first, I may not be able to go today. ]

    Chu Qianze frowned slightly and called the other party directly. He didn't get through for a long time, and he sent a message to someone.

    [Answer the phone. ]

    The light screen showed that the other party answered the call, and Chu Qianze connected it to his Bluetooth headset. "Why didn't you come all of a sudden?"

     Hearing the silence over there, he scratched his head: "Speak, you."

    "It's nothing, it's just that something happened suddenly and you can't go for a morning run. You go first." Zong Xinjue's voice was different from usual.

    "No. 675, come with me to the No. 3 reception room!"

     Chu Qianze was about to say something when he heard a voice over there.

    Admission Room...  

    "Are you in the hospital?" Chu Qianze's brows twitched, and he made a decisive decision: "Tell me the location, and I'll see you later if you have anything."

    The author has something to say: this world is coming to an end, and it will look like two or three days later.

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: ink dyed Yanyi, white 1;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Aurora 10 bottles; So who am I 3 bottles; Little Clown, Sixty-One, Yueyin, Gongzi Wuji 1 bottle;