Disease Name Immortal

The words are divided into two parts, when Xun Yu is having a headache for the strange people who are suspected to be new members.

The **** tree is also experiencing another kind of pain.

In the ruins of an open space somewhere in the lung area, Xu Manyu launched a special **** training for Jiang Bingshu.

Jiang Bingshu lay on the ground and tried to pretend to be dead, but what was waiting for him was picked up by Xu Manyu like a rabbit:

"Little brother Jiang, I take back what I said to you earlier, you are not weak, you are simply a defective product, so you don't play?"

Xu Manyu was talking, but his hands were slightly hard, Jiang Bingshu was being held by his neck, but Xu Manyu's movements were like throwing a shot put...

His body was thrown into the sky by a force so huge that he couldn't break free.

"If it doesn't land the way I say, I'll keep throwing you like this until I get tired of it."

"By the way, your ribs are almost healed, right? Don't want to be kicked off again?"

female demon.

Jiang Bingshu's goodwill towards Sister Che was almost completely lost in this ruthless battle.

There is only one thought left in the whole person - to complete the task requested by the female devil, otherwise he will suffer even more terrible torture.

Jiang Bingshu also had a bit of ruthlessness in his heart.

The fluctuating blood is activated, but it no longer emits thick smoke as before. It's just a faint layer of golden luster on the body.

He recalled the skills Xu Manyu had taught in his mind.

The shoulders, elbows, and wrists instantly exert force, as if a drowning person is flapping the water.

In the moment of stagnation in the air, Jiang Bingshu found a delicate sense of balance.

Relying on the eye of fluctuation, he saw the surging airflow, and his body and mind suddenly fell into a state of tranquility.

With the body in an absolutely unbalanced state, the strength of throwing Xu Manyu was lost little by little.

This is the sixth time.

The first five times, Xu Manyu's throws made him feel completely unable to parry.

So five consecutive failures were exchanged for Xu Manyu's more inhuman torture.

Xu Manyu was like a surgeon in an operating room. The scalpel clicked and slashed dozens of times, but because each knife was precise, only the other side was sentenced to minor injuries.

Jiang Bingshu was beaten badly by Xu Manyu, but every time he thought he was about to lose his strength, the body's self-healing mechanism began to trigger.

Whether it comes with a strong physique, or the Profound Truth of Fluctuating Blood.

Xu Manyu always seemed to be able to grasp a speed that kept beating Jiang Bingshu, but let Jiang Bingshu take a few breaths before drowning.

Jiang Bingshu couldn't notice that after a few days, he was beaten unilaterally from the beginning, and it has been slow, and he can predict three or five moves.

This time, he could finally unload in the air and stabilize his body.

He thought he would be praised by the car sister, and thought he could finally take a breather.

But the oncoming one was Xu Manyu's broken waist and leg strike!

"It's too slow, you're chattering, little brother Jiang, no one will give you such a long time in mid-air in actual combat."

"You don't think my speed will be able to launch a second round of offensive before you land?"

"Slowly, unqualified!"

Failed again. These days, I don't know how many times I've heard of disqualification.

Jiang Bingshu really wanted to yell at the mad woman, but he didn't dare...

A storm-like slap came, and at first the **** diseased tree was strong and ate all the slaps. Got beaten up.

But keep going, he can dodge a quarter of the attack.

clap clap clap!

The slap was crisp and clear, but because it was too dense, it sounded very ghostly.

This is also a very familiar process these days.

"There is no decrease in the number of slaps from the last time. What kind of **** are you? Brother Jiang, I'm about to lose interest in you... Hey, this newcomer really can't do it."

But don't do it, every time I say this, I'll beat him even harder.

Jiang Bingshu wanted to roll his eyes, but he couldn't make such a subtle expression in pain.

Xu Manyu was in it, and did not lose interest at all. Obviously, his interest in Jiang Bingshu was growing.

Although she looks like a devil, she is actually very surprised at the progress of Jiang Bingshu.

In the past few days, Jiang Bingshu has already learned a lot of advanced fighting skills.

Not only martial arts of various genres, but also techniques so powerful that Jiang Bingshu believes that reality does not exist.

Such as unloading, and the so-called fist wind and palm wind.

When she learned the method of reducing her energy just now, she also used it for several days.

In terms of qualifications, Jiang Bingshu is not weaker than himself and the coach.

But it also depends on the training method.

It is impossible for ordinary people to withstand Xu Manyu's training.

Change it to someone else, even if it is Baozi, a more powerful existence than Jiang Bingshu currently...

Xu Manyu's training can never be called training, it is more like torment and torture.

This is a type of training that only a **** tree can withstand.

Because of his powerful self-healing physique, combined with the fluctuating blood that enhances his healing ability, he can continue to resist.

If you can't die, then move towards death.

Xu Manyu has figured it out clearly, even in the final stage of the selection and registration of Tomorrow's Son, even if Jiang Bingshu was seriously injured and dying at that time, he could still be alive the next day.

So before the registration deadline, let this little guy see what a real **** is.

"It's too slow, or something like a face slap, you already feel that it doesn't matter? Would you like to take off your pants and spank your butt?"

Xu Manyu's words were cruel, in order to humiliate Jiang Bingshu and arouse Jiang Bingshu's anger.

If Jiang Bingshu is in a state of anger, he can still keep fighting with rules and skills...

Then her teaching is in place.

If Jiang Bingshu is angry and beats him, she will use a more brutal way to let Jiang Bingshu's anger be extinguished by fear.

Many times, Jiang Bingshu was aroused by anger, but it was extinguished by Xu Manyu's invisible power.

And he himself is a person who will resolve himself when his emotions reach a certain limit.

So now, facing the humiliation of words, Jiang Bingshu has a fire in his heart, but this fire will only make his adrenaline secrete faster, but it will not affect his sanity.

This kind of training, or this kind of torture, has no end.

When Jiang Bingshu was tired, he was dragged up by Xu Manyu and woke up with a few slaps.

The so-called rest means that when Xu Manyu is tired, Jiang Bingshu will have a chance to rest.

Time passes day by day.

Jiang Bingshu seems to have made no progress in training, how should he be beaten, or how to be beaten.

In the face of Xu Manyu's offensive, he found that after saving a quarter from the very beginning, there was no progress.

But in fact, he is improving.

It's just that Xu Manyu's process of continuously improving his intensity, he can't feel it anymore.

There are still three days before the official selection of the son of tomorrow.

In the early morning of this day, Jiang Bingshu woke up on time at five o'clock.

Because Xu Manyu had tossed Jiang Bingshu up at around five o'clock before.

The method of splitting the muscles and bones is called getting up, so that Jiang Bingshu has formed a memory in just a few days.

Sure enough, when he saw Xu Manyu's face, Jiang Bingshu raised his hand and punched, but was lightly blocked by Xu Manyu's slender fingers.

"Okay, don't be so nervous, I'll scare you. You graduated, brother Jiang." Xu Manyu's expression was indescribably gentle.

Jiang Bingshu didn't react for a while, just thought it was some kind of conspiracy.

Until Xu Manyu started to touch the wound on his face, and then he saw some kind of... maternal radiance.

"It really hurts, don't blame my sister, everyone in this world looks at the ability of the disease and the ability to spread the disease, but these two abilities... are equivalent to vehicles."

Jiang Bingshu didn't speak, and the gentle appearance of Sister Che made him a little uncomfortable.

The female tyrant had beaten him for days.

Xu Manyu didn't mind either, and said:

"In a race, the better the performance of the vehicle, the higher the odds of winning. But it also depends on the driver's skill."

"Fighting skills, reflexes, combat experience, and mentality are all important things."

"I've been cruel to you these days, but you need to understand that I didn't mean it that way."

Xu Manyu's tone was sincere, with a gesture of begging for forgiveness, Jiang Bingshu's heart softened.

Sister Che herself is a charming beauty, and her strength is so strong that it is difficult for people to see her with such an expression.

However, Jiang Bingshu was a little afraid of reversal and kept vigilant at all times.

Xu Manyu smiled and said:

"Yes, to be vigilant, but this time, the training is really over. Oops, forgot to design a safe word. Next time let's design a safe word."

"After the next special training, I should say the safety word, and you will know that you are safe."

A black line appeared on Jiang Bingshu's forehead. Do you know this kind of safety word?

And aren't the safety words generally spoken by m to s? Between us, obviously you're the one who shakes, right?

As the one who was beaten, I have been begging for mercy many times, but I haven't seen you lightly.

However, with this explanation, Jiang Bingshu does believe that this hell-like torture is over.

"It's...still a little uncomfortable."

"Tsk, it seems that my sister has beaten up our friendship. But it doesn't matter. When you are on the battlefield of selection, you will be grateful to me after you really fight against people."

Xu Manyu continued:

"Do you know why Liu Bing is called a useless soldier?"

"Because I hate the weak, I'm obviously weak, but I want to be at the forefront of everything."

"I also hate myself and can't participate in this mission. You have to get in."

"So, I don't want you to repeat the tragedy of other soldiers."

"In the chess organization, the death rate of pawns is the highest, and Liu Bing will die one day. You will be the one who will lead the way. Maybe you will repeat this cycle?"

"In short, let yourself become a useful soldier first, and only those who can live are qualified to say whether they are useful or not."

"No matter how good I am to you, if you die, you have failed my good intentions."

Jiang Bingshu can gradually realize the intention of the car sister.

When Xu Manyu was a little girl, he had already held the position of Che in the chess organization.

Before Liu Bing, many soldiers had died, and some were even killed by Xu Manyu himself.

The old coach of the previous generation died, and only she and Qin Guanqi were left of the previous generation of chess players.

Perhaps it was because she saw too many people die that she, who was always strong, came to understand that in this sick city, weakness is the original sin.

She propped up the front of the chess organization, and was the only person in the chess organization who could make an appearance, and it was precisely because she was strong enough that the four major groups were always afraid of the chess organization.

Even the black chess team said that the current black chess can't help her.

But such a woman also has a vulnerable side, and there are things she can't do.

Xu Manyu's fragility was not revealed, but Jiang Bingshu felt it. She was obviously the decisive sister Che, who was probably the one who cared about the separation between life and death the most.

Thinking of a little girl, watching those familiar people keep dying, and only myself survived... The mood must have changed a lot.

That's why Sister Che can put down her body and beg Dr. Zhou for Liu Bing's sake, right?

After realizing Xu Manyu's mood, Jiang Bingshu nodded:

"Sister Che, don't worry, this mission, I will definitely come back alive, and I will complete the mission."

"Just live. Although I also hope to find clues about Hui Nu, I can see that the coach's expectations for you are the expectations of the successor. So the task is the second most important."

Xu Manyu looked at Jiang Bingshu with great interest:

"Head coach, is there any secret mission for you?"

Jiang Bingshu was silent, then nodded, then shook his head again.

Xu Manyu patted Jiang Bingshu's shoulder:

"Haha, don't worry, I won't ask any more."

Jiang Bingshu gradually calmed down and thought of a question:

"Sister Che, can I ask you a question?"

"I'm single, I can chase. But I don't like too weak."

Jiang Bingshu blushed, Xu Manyu smiled and said:

"Hahaha, let's not tease you, let's talk, what's the problem."

"When you trained me, how much did you use?"

The woman in front of her may be one of the most powerful representatives of Sick City.

Jiang Bingshu wanted to know the gap between him and Sister Che.

Xu Manyu smiled and shook his head:

"I'm already very gentle. For a little cutie like you, how can I be willing to work hard?"

Jiang Bingshu was suddenly a little discouraged.

In the face of Xu Manyu's attack, he has nothing to do. Eyes of fluctuation, blood of fluctuations, in the face of the absolute power gap, except to add a little interest to Sister Che, it is meaningless...

He thought that he had made Sister Che take a little more seriously.

But now it seems that my road is still very long.

"Have a good rest these two days, and go to participate in the Son of Tomorrow with the best attitude. The organization is all trying to find a way."

"Is there anything else to prepare?"

"Of course, you are too healthy, you can't hide the other three of the four major groups, but you can't hide the group of technology players."

"Maybe at that time, you need to use some foreign objects to allow you to successfully sign up."

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