dragon ball battlefield

Chapter 15 The Miserable Kamepai Practice

"First jogging, follow me..."

Gui Xianren gave an order and took the lead to run ahead, while Monkey King and Kelin responded and followed closely behind.

Han Zheng also hurriedly took a step and followed behind, running slowly.

Han Zheng also has the habit of exercising on weekdays. Jogging at this level is still very easy for him, but Han Zheng knows very well in his heart that the truly terrifying practice is about to begin.

Looking at the relaxed and smiling Kelin in front of him, he couldn't help but think to himself: "You won't be able to laugh later..."

A group of people ran for a while, passing through farmland, and came to a house with the words [MILK] printed on it.

Guixian stopped the team and greeted the room, and an uncle tauren came out holding several boxes.

"I'm Gui Xianren, I called yesterday..."

"Hi, thank you for your hard work, here is the map of the delivery point..."

I am finally coming!
Han Zheng was nervous for a while, and then turned his head to look at Monkey King and Kelin on the side. These two guys hadn't figured out the situation yet, and stood there in a daze.

"You each have a box, and now—" Gui Xianren pointed to the boxes brought out by the bull-headed uncles, and shouted: "—deliver milk!"

This is how the first mission of the Turtle Island practice began!

Originally, the task of delivering milk door-to-door to many residents on the island by helicopter fell to Han Zheng and the others.

"Jump left, jump right..."

Gui Xianren shouted slogans in front, while Han Zheng and the other three held the milk crate and followed Gui Xianren's request, bouncing forward.

The milk crate was already very heavy, and it was still bouncing forward. After a while, Han Zheng was so tired that he was sweating profusely and panting.

"See if this road is there, run in a curved way..."

After sending off to several families, Guixianren changed his routine again and started to run the S-shaped route with the three of them.

Han Zheng felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. Beads of sweat dripped heavily like rain, and he was completely soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

However, this was just the beginning. After running the S-shaped route, Guixianren led the three of them to the foot of a high mountain.

"Sure enough, I still have to climb the mountain..."

Han Zheng was crying in his heart. Although he had seen these training scenes countless times in comics and knew all the details by heart, when he really stood at the foot of this mountain, his legs still trembled uncontrollably.

Han Zheng stepped on the steps step by step. He felt that his physical strength seemed to have been exhausted to the limit. It was as if a thick iron bar had been nailed into his legs, which was stiff and painful.

Sweat gushes out profusely, and even flows into the eyes from time to time, which is extremely spicy.

He couldn't remember how long he had climbed the steps, and looked up, only to see that the steps of the rugged mountain road were still winding upwards, as far as he could see, there was no end in sight.

Sun Wukong and Klin had already walked farther and farther away, and there was a large distance between them; he raised his head and panted heavily, as if his lungs were about to explode.

For a split second, Han Zheng even had the idea of ​​giving up: whatever [Dragon Ball Battlefield], whatever [practice dungeon], labor and management just want to lie down and rest comfortably.

But this idea was quickly killed by him in the bud. He gritted his teeth and continued to step up the steps step by step. A belief in his heart burned him and supported him.

This is a desire to survive, and he kept admonishing himself in his heart:

If you can't hold on, you will die.

If you can't insist on completing the practice in the dungeon, you won't be able to survive in [Dragon Ball Battleground] for too long.

In that case, he would enter the dungeon one day and never come back again, just like his cousin, and thus become a person who completely disappeared in reality.

Han Zheng gritted his teeth and continued walking.

At the same time, he gradually discovered that as long as he persevered, whenever his physical fitness was about to collapse completely, an indescribable force would seem to pour into his body to continue to support his body.

This, maybe it's the power of [Cultivation Dungeon]...

Finally, Han Zheng persisted to the top of the mountain and put the milk bottle into the milk collection box. He stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the small mountain scenery, and suddenly found that this practice didn't seem to be so hard.

The practice of delivering milk continued, and Han Zheng followed Guixianren across the long single-plank bridge, walked across the soft sand, and waded through the flowing river...

Even passing through the living territory of dinosaurs on the island, running desperately under the chase of huge dinosaurs, while protecting the milk in hand from beginning to end.

In the end, after the last bottle of milk was sent into the milk box, Han Zheng and Sun Wukong Kelin fell to the ground together, gasping for breath, while Guixianren said casually:

"The early morning training is over, now the morning training begins."

As Han Zheng remembered, the training in the morning was to go to the field to help the farmer uncle, plowing the field with bare hands!

Without agricultural tools, it is even more impossible to have farming cattle, so with this pair of empty hands, I went to turn over this large piece of farmland...

Han Zheng bent his waist and pouted his buttocks, constantly inserting his hands into the ground, and then turned them out again, over and over again, Monkey King and Kelin were also doing the same thing beside him.

[Cultivation Dungeon] It seems that there is really a kind of magical power helping Han Zheng, who is a combatant. His hands are constantly thrusting into the ground. It stands to reason that he will be injured in a short time. Apart from fatigue, the function of the arm has not been greatly affected.

After exhausting countless efforts, this large piece of farmland was finally plowed, and the morning practice was over.

After breakfast, start the morning practice.

Han Zheng immediately sat upright. In fact, the so-called practice in the morning was reading time. According to the original plot, Gui Xianren wanted to teach Sun Wukong and Kelin to read. This seemed like an innocuous plot, but Han Zheng was always preparing and waiting for it in his heart. "Practice content".

My cousin once mentioned this dungeon of [Practice on Guipai Island] in his diary. According to the diary, when my cousin and other combatants of the same team used to practice in this dungeon, they almost all made a mistake, that is, not Pay attention to this "reading time".

Because the training in the early morning and the morning was exhausting, when it was time to read in the morning, most of them felt that they finally had a chance to take a rest, so no one listened to the lectures of Guixianren, and no one participated in the reading. Mind-wandering is stealing sleep.

It wasn't until later that my cousin learned from the captain that this period of reading time was also a crucial part of his cultivation. If he didn't implement it carefully, it would affect the judgment of the combatants' cultivation achievements in [Cultivation Dungeon] after the cultivation was over. The increase in combat power that can be obtained will be correspondingly reduced.

Therefore, if you want to get more combat power in the copy of [Training on Turtle Pai Island], you must earnestly implement this period of reading time.

After the cousin and others learned about it, it was too late to regret...

"Start with the language first, Wukong, you start reading from page 12..." Guixianren started the teaching mode.

After learning about his cousin's mistakes, Han Zheng didn't dare to be negligent, and listened carefully to the lectures with his textbooks in his hand. He believed that he had never studied as hard as he did today, from elementary school until he graduated from university to find a job.

After reading the book and taking a nap, Han Zheng followed Gui Xianren to a construction site, and started the first lesson of training in the afternoon - construction site work!
In the words of Guixianren: "You can sweat while exercising your muscles, and you can make money..." But the money was collected by Guixianren.

Bulldozing, moving bricks... Han Zheng couldn't help sighing. He usually likes to go to online forums to chat with people when he has nothing to do.

After working on the construction site, I go swimming in the lake. At the same time, there are great white sharks in the lake.

Han Zheng and Sun Wukong Kling swam desperately in the lake, and the sharks were chasing after them...

The last practice is said to be a practice for reflex nerves; in fact, the three of them were tied around a big tree with ropes, and then the turtle fairy knocked over the hornet's nest on the tree with a cane, and swarms of hornets covered the sky. Han Zheng The three of them dodged left and right under the tree, but in the end they were bitten all over their heads.

Recalling the comics back then, Han Zheng couldn't help laughing every time he saw Monkey King and Kelin practicing in Turtle Island.

Every part of the cultivation process was not only unexpected, but also lively and interesting. At that time, Han Zheng was watching and thinking, this manga author is really a genius, he can tell the supposedly boring cultivation plot so vividly and cutely, it is really shocking and shocking happiness.

But now, Han Zheng followed Sun Wukong and Klin, and under the guidance of the Guixianren, he also started to practice the Turtle School. Unbearably, he no longer has the energy to find more words to describe the pain of cultivation.

However, Han Zheng understood that the real cultivation had just begun. The Guixian had already taken out three heavy turtle shells and ordered them to carry them on his back...

According to the setting of the battlefield, the time flow rate in [Training Dungeon] is 6 times that of reality, that is to say, after spending 6 days in [Training Dungeon], only 1 day has passed outside.

Therefore, after every 6 days, combatants have an opportunity to suspend their practice, temporarily leave [practice dungeon] and return to the real world or living area to deal with personal affairs.

After persisting for 12 full days, Han Zheng finally decided to take a break. He dragged his exhausted body back to the house in the real world, and fell headfirst on the sofa.

He took out the phone and looked at it, and his mother started calling again to urge him to go home. He was unable to call back at the moment, and he didn't want to talk too much, so he simply replied a message on WeChat, telling his mother that he would be home in ten days.

After resting for a while, Han Zheng returned to the living area on the battlefield. He called up his personal status bar and took a look. After 12 days of practice, his combat power value has indeed increased...

(End of this chapter)