The Prodigies War

Blood killing camp, canteen.

The space here is huge, with thousands of tables and chairs. It is divided into 40 areas, corresponding to the dining places of 40 camps.

When Lintian dragged his numb body to sit down, he could not help showing his teeth, and his whole body was sore.

After three hours of continuous fighting, Lintian's spiritual power was not only exhausted, but also his strong body felt powerless.

Lintian suspected that he would be unconscious at any moment if he didn't support himself with perseverance.

Before long, Ning Meng sat down opposite Lintian with two breakfasts and said with a smile, "although the conditions here are worse, the breakfast is really good. It will soon catch up with the standard of the court banquet."

Breakfast is really good. A bowl of porridge with four dishes and ten meat steamed buns.

Porridge is made of an extremely rare kind of "jade Spirit Valley". Each grain of rice is as bright and translucent as jade. It smells delicious. The four dishes are also cooked with a variety of precious spirit vegetables and spirit meat, with complete color, flavor and flavor. Even the meat steamed bread is made of the leg bones and meat of blood pupil leopard. It not only tastes delicious, but also contains extremely abundant spirit power.

Lintian didn't talk nonsense, so he wolfed down. His exhausted body was like a bottomless hole, which needed to be mended.

Ning Meng was obviously hungry too. He swallowed heavily and said vaguely, "Lintian, I really underestimated you before. Just for your performance in training ground 10 today, it's worth looking at you differently."

Lintian turned his eyes. This guy's voice is always so crazy. This stink will certainly cause a lot of trouble in the future.

"By the way, I see everything Qi can does about you today. In the future, I will find a chance to help you out." Ning Meng said casually.

Lintian was stunned, stopped his chopsticks, looked at Ning Meng curiously and said, "why do you want to help me?"

Ningmeng said displeased, "did you forget what I said on the way to the blood killing camp? You are my friend of Ningmeng. If you are bullied, where will you put my face?"

I was afraid of losing face to him

Lintian didn't have a good way: "eat!"

When the two buried themselves in the meal, the canteen became more and more lively. There were more than 1000 students in 40 camps, sitting in different areas. The scene was spectacular.

The meal time is half an hour. In addition to the rules of no fighting with each other, there are no restrictions. It can be regarded as a rare opportunity to relax.

The atmosphere was lively. These students were all teenagers. Some knew each other long before they came to the blood killing camp. When they got together, they could not help talking loudly.

The topics discussed were all about some famous students long before they entered the blood killing camp.

This is also normal. The students collected by the blood killing camp are all selected through special channels. They have outstanding talents and extraordinary qualifications, and most of their origins are extremely not simple. They rarely see children from poor backgrounds.

Lintian was not interested in these topics and buried himself in eating.

Ning Meng seemed to hear something, and said with a little calmness: "unexpectedly, Bai Lingxi, the eldest granddaughter of the emperor Jinghai Hou, and Zhao Yin, the xuansun of the Bo Wang Hou of the Forbidden City, are also here!"

Lintian said casually, "are you afraid of them?"

Ning Meng immediately stared: "joke! I've never been afraid of anyone since I was a child!"

After a pause, he frowned and said, "it's just that these two guys are very tricky. They are wizards with special talents from birth. They can be called different talents. There is no one in ten thousand. If you fight with them, you must be careful."

Lintian thought: "could it be that they all have the original spirit pulse in their bodies?"

Ning Meng shook his head and said, "the original spirit pulse can only be regarded as one of the talent attributes. I heard that the talent attribute of Bai Lingxi is' stars shine for thousands of years', which is a mysterious soul talent. It is extremely rare. Zhao Yin's talent comes from his root bone and is called 'the body of Ziyang', which is also very rare."

According to Ning Meng, talent attribute is the cultivation talent of practitioners, including understanding, root bone, blood and so on, which is collectively referred to as talent attribute.

According to the Empire's evaluation of talent attributes, talent attributes can be roughly divided into nine levels.

First class is the best.

Nine is the last.

People with rare talents and qualifications can practice several times faster than ordinary people. What's more terrible is that they are far more than ordinary people in understanding skills and refining martial arts!

The fitness of their body, soul and qualification tends to be perfect. One year's cultivation is equivalent to years of hard cultivation of others. In particular, the higher the realm, the greater the advantages they have, and will gradually open the distance from ordinary people.

The most famous example of the empire is that more than 300 years ago, a pair of twin descendants under the knee of Dongbo Marquis had a brother with a talent attribute of "no leakage body". Although his brother has excellent qualifications, he has no talent attribute.

The two brothers practice together and grow up together all year round. The elder brother breaks the boundary and is promoted many times a year, but the younger brother is promoted once every three years.

Until my brother reached the cave realm, my brother was still wandering in Linggang territory.

When my brother has become a giant and dominator, my brother has long disappeared from the crowd.

A pair of twin brothers, but because of a talent attribute, the gap between the two in the way of cultivation is becoming larger and larger. From this, we can see that the people with talent attribute are so strong and arrogant.

Like Bai Lingxi's "stars shine for thousands of years", it is almost the fourth class talent attribute.

Like Zhao Yin's "body of Ziyang", it is the seventh grade talent attribute.

However, no matter what level, as long as you have talent attributes, you have exceeded too many ordinary practitioners in the sky.

At this point, Lin Xun vaguely understood the meaning of having the talent attribute. He couldn't help but tossing in his heart. He remembered the original spirit vein "the abyss swallowing the dome" he had been dug away.

What kind of talent is this?

"Unfortunately, there are too few practitioners with talent attributes in the whole Obsidian empire. They can be called one in ten thousand. They are rare."

His mother felt that if Lao Tzu possessed a natural attribute, even the last ninth talents, he would have gone all over the world.

Lin xunmo was silent. He impulsively wanted to ask about the "abyss swallowing the dome" several times. He finally held back.

He can't say it's his biggest secret.

At this time, a sneer came from the side, but Shi Yu came over with a smile, sat down next to him, glanced at Ning Meng and said, "don't brag, just give you first-class talent for your stupidity."

Ning Meng patted the table and said angrily, "little white face, do you want to die?"

Shi Yu ignored him and said to himself, "I heard that not only Bai Lingxi and Zhao Yin have come this time, but also your arch rival changsun scar."

Long sun mark!

Ning Meng's face suddenly showed a touch of evil spirit, which was extremely gloomy.

This was the first time Lintian saw Ning Meng like this. He couldn't help frowning at Shi Yu.

But seeing Shi Yu smiling and chanting, Chao Ningmeng said, "if you want to beat him down, you have to practice hard in the blood killing camp."

"Why did you tell me this?" Ning Meng clenched his teeth and said in a deep voice. A pair of big hands clenched tightly, as if trying to endure something.

"There's no way. I can't stand by while you and I are in the same camp." Shi Yu shrugged.

"What if Chang sun hen and you are in the same camp?" Ning Meng stared at Shi Yu.

Shi Yu smiled, said nothing more, and turned away.

"Is changsun scar your enemy?" Lintian asked.

Ning Meng shook his head and didn't want to mention it again.

……

At the end of breakfast, Lintian and other twenty-eight students at Camp 39 were informed. They received five points through the training in training ground 10.

At this time, Lin Xun knew that their first month of combat training should actually be arranged in the training ground 1-9, where the combat environment is relatively easier and safer.

The No. 10 training ground is actually prepared for the second month's combat training!

Lintian didn't criticize this arrangement. All he had to do was obey orders. What's more, for a woman like instructor Xiao Ke, even protesting was useless.

In any case, compared with other camps, the elimination rate in camp 39 is undoubtedly the highest on the first day of training.

When I first checked in yesterday, there were 50 people, but only 28 people were left in one day.

After breakfast, he began his intense training again.

Xiao Ke took all the students of camp 39 into an open-air training ground, with the scorching sun and high temperature above her head.

Lintian, what they had to do was to quickly repair the spiritual power and restore the body to its best state within two hours.

Two hours later, Xiao Ke took Lintian and them to carry out close combat training, and let the students fight one-on-one with their bare hands. If they win once, they can get a point, and if they fail once, they will deduct a point.

Lunch did not begin until near noon.

However, the five points that Lintian had just earned in the morning had been cleared, and all of them were earned by Ning Meng. There was no way. In the training of close combat, Lintian drew lots to win Ning Meng.

But unfortunately, because Lin xunxiaowei can't be compared with Ning Meng, even if his fighting skills are far better than Ning Meng, he was beaten by the other party with strength and arrogance. Finally, he failed many times in a row, and the winning rate is zero.

At lunch, looking at Lintian who was beaten black and blue by himself, Ning Meng couldn't help laughing happily, which made Lintian's teeth itch.

Lintian suddenly remembered what he had said to Ning Meng when he met Shi Yu for the first time - he was born to beat him.

In the afternoon, Lintian and them were arranged to walk into an empty closed room. In the center of the room was a high platform with a bronze coffin on it.

Xu Sanqi stood in front of the bronze coffin. His body was thin and straight, like a long gun piercing the sky, and his face was as hard and cold as a rock.

His eyes are still as sharp as a blade, which seems to pierce into the depths of his soul, so that no one dares to connect with his eyes.

"What you need to learn today is to recognize and understand the enemy."

Xu Sanqi's words were as simple as before. With a wave of his hand, he opened the closed bronze coffin and revealed a strange body.