Chapter 247

In the morning, it is a new beginning of the day.

Of course, for Fang ran, it's the beginning of a new hell training day.

The morning light sprinkles into the room, some collapsed under the quilt only shows the figure of a human being, without the slightest intention of getting up.

By the French window, the shadow of the golden goblin sitting at the table bathing in the morning light waved.

A silver shadow rushed to the face of the human quilt on the bed!

Bang!

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emmm...

nothing happened in the room.

Ling:...

this guy... It's only two days that she can't wake up with a single blow on her face...

Ling sighs and looks away from the night net and looks at the "big" figure highlighted by the flat quilt. She is silent.

Knead the brow to sigh, and then softly a dozen ring fingers.

Yesterday, Fang Ran's mind came into effect. Fang ran slowly woke up and opened his eyes.

Seeing the Xiaomi power bank next to his face, he read his routine lines with a feeble symbolic stick:

"ah, my bridge of nose, bridge of my nose..."

then his eyes turned white and he wanted to go back to sleep in the corner of the wall.

But it's a pity that when the time is over, the hands on the clock belong to a moment.

Am 6:00

followed by a calm voice of terror, which was no less than life-threatening.

"Fangran, it's time for training."

The figure in the quilt suddenly shrinks into a mass of pain and covers his face with the quilt.

Fang ran wanted to cry out loud, but he was in pain and had no strength, so he had to hide in the quilt and cry silently...

this day can't live!

Such a summer vacation, I would rather like to experience the Pearl of night again!

If I had known that my summer vacation was so cruel, I would have promised Veronica's care...

| ~ kneeling...

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am 8:40

just clench your teeth, a salted fish sprint from the ten meter high white cube!

And then, as expected, he patted it on the cushion.

Even if Fang ran tried to roll and unload the force buffer, his left foot tripped over his right foot, causing his face to land first.

Then, because of the momentum rolling around, there was a kind of salted fish rolling over the body...

to describe the feeling of the host group at the moment...

it was like a cloth soaked in water, and it made a sound of chump, and I didn't forget to turn over...

"poo..."

just looked up from the cushion with disheveled face, Looking at the surrounding white cubes with different heights, I feel that I was born in a socialist country. If it were a world with cannibal giants...

my proper cannon fodder.

Summer hell... Cough, I'm sorry, I'm wrong. It's the third day since the summer special intensive training began.

It's customary to rush down the street on a 10000 meter Road, and then in the residential area, it seems to be a hand with different tendons and bones, but in fact...

is a hand with different tendons and bones!

In fact, after the arduous training of extreme parkour, Fang Ran's mood was actually...

not much excitement I still want to cry.

Because according to the experience of the previous two days, he knew that the harder training had just begun...

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am 8:50

the start time of the third training in the morning.

Combat skills training.

And this is the most desperate training for fangran.

It was a three hour long training session in which the group, dressed in protective gear and holding only a scabbard, had a seemingly combat skill training, but it was a whole process of beating.

"As a participant, it's important that you have the most basic fighting skills."

Su Qun pressed the button on the flat panel, and the white cubes around him fell slowly. Then he took out the Tang Dao and put it aside. He only held the scabbard and said to Fang ran.

All over the body pain, Fang ran collapsed on the ground, holding his protective gear, helmet students can't love to listen to suqun once again explain to him the importance of fighting skills.

And it is emphasized that this is the main link of his lack of basic ability and quality.

"If you master the basic fighting ability, it is very effective to see through the next action of the enemy or integrate into your own fighting methods.""Even the people on the technology side will not completely rely on technology and equipment. If they have full strength, they will certainly combine the two."

"For example, can you imagine how strong the giant sci-fi mecha can be?"

Su Qun held the scabbard of Tang Dao and asked Fang ran with a cool face.

Sorry, I can't imagine...

"besides, you can't use your ability all the time. Most of the time, you need some fighting skills to solve the real problems."

"Remember the moves I gave you two days ago? Come on. "

Su Qun raised the scabbard with one hand, as if holding a sharp blade.

The eyes were cold and sharp.

Let has been wearing a suit of armor, standing opposite him, has been beaten for two days in a row, the corner of Fang Ran's mouth twitches wildly.

Although he had once defeated the group crazily once, he knew exactly what was going on at that time.

The group had just experienced a scuffle, and before that was seriously injured by Si AI's counterattack.

In addition, Fang Ran's personality will collapse, hysterical and desperate cards will be given out.

This is the only move that narrowly wins the lodging group.

Under normal circumstances, there is no plug-in, Fang ran felt that he was eating excrement can not win the host group.

In fact, from the fighting skills training of the past two days, it is true.

The time is accurate to minutes, and the plan is extremely perfect.

Carefully divide the three hours of training into three parts.

In the first hour, wear armor and practice the skills of unarmed combat.

In the second hour, wear armor and practice fighting skills with various weapons.

In the third hour, take off all the armor, synthesize what you have learned, and try to meet the host group.

Of course, in Fang Ran's opinion, this schedule actually means that

is beaten for an hour with bare hands and armor.

I was beaten for an hour with armor and weapons.

Even if you don't wear anything, you can't touch it. You'll be beaten for an hour.

I was beaten for three hours.

But life is like this, even if you understand that things can't be done, you have to be brave.

Otherwise, his girlfriend would go there... Cough...

in a word, Fang ran took a deep breath and tried to recall suqun's teaching him basic fighting skills and swordsmanship two days ago, and he rushed up!

Then he was beaten by the host group for two hours without any dead angle...

am 10:50

and then he fell to the ground, feeling that he was no longer able to do it.

He felt tired and dying, but he just couldn't pass out!

Despair. JPG

however, what makes Fang ran even more desperate is that at this time,

just when the host group saw that he was tired and just wanted to make Fang ran painful again (FOG) for the last hour of training in the morning,

outside the training field, a roar of laughter was heard!

"Whoa ha ha!!! Lucky little bastard! I sent you women's clothes

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