The goal was to adapt to one’s absolute limits and break through, thereby raising one’s level.
This thod required many special materials and Nutrient Liquids.
It was extrely expensive.
The average facility couldn’t afford it.
Besides, this thod was ultimately a type of External Skill. When it ca to tempering one’s state of mind, the results were sowhat artificial, lacking a natural, well-rounded quality.
This required other devices—such as mind-state regulators and other psychological support equipnt—to make corrections and improvents.
This mont was a perfect illustration of how technology could create so truly hardcore results.
For their first stop, Wang Zhanshan took them to see these ridiculously impressive pieces of equipnt.
Zhao Rui and the others didn’t "disappoint" Wang Zhanshan. After seeing the equipnt, every single one of them was dumbfounded.
’So, you can even pursue the Martial Dao like this.’
’Isn’t this cheating?’
"You think just anyone can use this stuff? There’s a saying: ’The machine hums, the gold flows.’ The cost of activating this equipnt is asured in tens of thousands of yuan."
"..."
’So extravagant!’
"Train hard. When you’re strong enough, you’ll get your chance to try it."
After offering so encouragent, Wang Zhanshan led the group back to the training grounds.
Although the equipnt here wasn’t as high-end as the top-tier instrunts they had just seen, it was still far more advanced than anything the university had purchased.
It wasn’t that the university couldn’t afford it; the intensity level and function were simply different.
It was unnecessary for students at the university level.
Plus, the equipnt here was updated more frequently.
When they arrived, four rows of trainees were already training inside.
They looked to be about the sa age as Zhao Rui and his group. The trainees were mostly male, with females making up less than a third of the mbers.
Naturally, their arrival drew the other trainees’ attention.
When the head coach saw Wang Zhanshan, he ca over with a few assistants, smiling. After a quick greeting, he sized up Zhao Rui and the others.
He clicked his tongue in admiration. "The students from Ocean University just left a couple of days ago. I thought they had plenty of geniuses."
"I didn’t expect you all from Dongda to be any less impressive. Haha."
"We can’t compare to you professionals," Wang Zhanshan replied. "By the way, your Youth Training Team’s results at the last Martial Dao Tournant were impressive."
"They were decent. Dongqi Province has a huge population to begin with... Even so, the higher-ups weren’t entirely satisfied."
After a bit more small talk, Wang Zhanshan said to Zhao Rui and the others, "This is Bai Wenlong, Coach Bai. For the next month, you’ll train under him at the sa intensity as the mbers of the Youth Training Team..."
Only then did Zhao Rui and the others realize this was no joke.
Wang Dalong and the others, who had previously gone through special training under Wang Zhanshan, couldn’t help but frown.
The last place they had trained wasn’t as official as this, but Coach Wang had been incredibly strict even then.
They could only imagine how intense it would be this ti.
Zhao Rui, however, didn’t feel that way. He just looked at the dozens of people in the other team.
His eyes widened.
’These are all just ripe, juicy Advancent Points!’
’What place could possibly be more exciting than this?’
"Let’s go!"
After they finished talking, Bai Wenlong and Wang Zhanshan led Zhao Rui and the others over to where the team was assembled.
He then placed Zhao Rui’s group of five at a corner of the formation.
"Let’s welco the students from Dongqi University to our training center. Everyone, make them feel welco... Over the next month, I hope you’ll all help each other out, show so spirit, improve together, and demonstrate the character of our Youth Training Team..."
After the brief introduction and welco, Wang Zhanshan lingered for a mont before saying his goodbyes and leaving the training hall.
Now that he had arranged for them to train with the team, it would be sowhat inappropriate for him to linger and "supervise."
After Wang Zhanshan left, Bai Wenlong and his assistant coaches resud the training session.
Their training was stricter and more professional.
It wasn’t as free and easy as university training.
Today’s session was focused on hand technique training.
They selected a highly technical hand-based martial art, the Flower-Piercing Finger.
This particular martial art wasn’t especially profound, but it required an extrely high degree of muscle control in the hands.
Here, it was being used as an exercise to train hand muscles.
As newcors, Zhao Rui and his group naturally didn’t know it.
Bai Wenlong sent a male team mber over to demonstrate it for them a few tis.
The more skilled and powerful a martial artist was, the faster they could comprehend new techniques.
It was like dancing: a professional can watch a routine twice and imitate the general movents, while an amateur can watch for half a day and still not get it right.
After learning the basics, Zhao Rui and his friends joined everyone else, tirelessly performing the technique to activate the muscles in their arms.
This promoted movent in the minor muscle groups.
This movent had to be done without using any Inner Strength.
None of them specialized in External Skills. They were used to incorporating Inner Strength into their training, so they rarely felt fatigue. Now, suddenly deprived of that support, it didn’t take long for them to feel completely out of sorts.
But as newcors, they could only grit their teeth and persevere.
When they finally got a break, the five of them quickly circulated their Inner Strength to relieve the aching and discomfort in their arms.
"What year are you guys?"
During the break, a few of the more outgoing female trainees walked over curiously to ask.
"We’re freshn," Zhao Rui replied with a smile.
"Freshn? All of you? Where are your upperclassn?"
"Uh... they went on vacation!"
What else could Zhao Rui say?
"You’re funny. You all must be pretty amazing, then!"
The female trainee raised an eyebrow.
"I don’t know how amazing the others are, but I got in on my good looks."
"Pfft! You’re the shaless one here!"
The other female trainees around them giggled as well.
Listening to Zhao Rui casually flirting with the female trainees, Cai Zhengyang was practically dying of envy.
He wished he could just send Zhao Rui flying with a kick and take his place.
The female trainee he was talking to, while not as beautiful as Miao Miaomiao, was still a gorgeous girl in her own right—vibrant and full of youthful energy.
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