Chapter 58

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tang Tian stood like a target, countless light orbs continuously striking him. The force of these orbs was just right, causing Tang Tian excruciating pain without making him immediately faint.

The voice of Bing in the sky seemed especially cold and merciless, perhaps due to the crescent moon in the background.

"Pay attention to your defensive area. Haven't you learned several martial arts? Any martial art can be used for both offense and defense."

"That's right. You can't defend against all attacks, but will you not defend at all? You should use all your strength and potential to block more attacks. The more attacks you block, the fewer you will suffer, and the greater your chances of survival."

"I need to remind you that in the Southern Cross Corps back then, about six people died each month due to excessive attacks."

Bing's cold and merciless voice constantly drilled into Tang Tian's ears. As soon as he entered the new recruit camp, Bing seemed to have transformed into a different person, cold and merciless.

Tang Tian gritted his teeth and struggled, with no chance to respond. The light and shadows before his eyes were like a woven tapestry. When the light orbs swarmed, it was as if a glowing storm suddenly blossomed in front of him. Tang Tian quickly realized that the Small Collapse Fist and Shadow Shattering Palm were not effective here. The Small Collapse Fist, though powerful, had a slow attack frequency, while the Shadow Shattering Palm, though covering a large area, could not control the fragmented palm shadows to effectively protect vital points.

The most useful was the Eagle Claw Technique.

The light orbs were just the right size for a claw to grab. The key was that the attack rhythm of the Eagle Claw Technique was very fast.

In the dazzling light rain, Tang Tian's expression was exceptionally focused, not daring to be distracted for a moment. Any distraction would result in a terrible outcome. Just a moment ago, Tang Tian was slightly distracted and was hit directly on the nose by a light orb, and now two streams of blood hung from his nose.

The moment his fragile nose was hit, Tang Tian almost lost his resistance, taking over thirty hits before he could recover.

After that, Tang Tian paid extra attention to protecting his vital points.

His claws, enveloped in flames, formed a fiery curtain in front of him. The light orbs collided with the curtain and were deflected.

But light orbs still continuously penetrated Tang Tian's defenses, striking him. At such times, the Crane Body within Tang Tian would spontaneously activate, dissipating most of the force, but still leaving bruises.

Tang Tian stubbornly resisted, gradually discovering a trick. When blocking the light orbs, if he added some force to make them fly away faster, it could deflect some incoming orbs.

Indeed, Tang Tian's method was very effective. The deflected light orbs, like billiard balls, deflected many more incoming orbs, significantly reducing the pressure on Tang Tian.

"Very good, you found a way to deal with it so quickly." Bing's stiff and cold voice hinted at a hint of excitement.

Bing looked up at the crescent moon in the sky: "When the sun rises, you can rest. But remember, the closer to dawn, the greater the pressure you will face."

The cold and merciless voice echoed across the wilderness.

"This is the darkness before dawn!"

Tang Tian cursed in his heart: "Darkness, you perverted Bing..."

While not daring to slack off, the speed of the Eagle Claw Technique in his hands continuously increased. Each claw strike gradually produced a sharp whistling sound.

The change in Bing was too obvious. Although he was a bit dull before, he had no aggression. Now, this enthusiasm and excitement were something else. Since entering the new recruit training camp, Bing seemed to have transformed into a different person. Although his words were still cold and stiff, his actions were filled with a feeling that Tang Tian found hard to describe, as if he had suddenly found his goal.

Tang Tian was extremely puzzled, but he had no time to think about it because the light orbs attacking him were increasing.

As Bing had said, the darkness before dawn...

Tang Tian clenched his teeth, his eyes wide open, using all his strength. The speed of his flame-covered claws was even more astonishing, barely managing to block the attacks of the light orbs.

But the number of light orbs continued to increase, and the pressure on Tang Tian grew. When he finally couldn't hold on, his defenses crumbled, and countless light points rained down on him. His screams echoed far and wide.

In the chaotic storm of light orbs, Tang Tian was completely unaware of the changes in his inner true energy.

The first Crane Body soon couldn't hold on and collapsed. The second Crane Body sensed the danger and slowly circulated, continuously attracting the force of the light orbs!

Bing in the sky muttered to himself: "Starting such hellish training at the third stage, what kind of freak will this create?"

His tone was filled with more excitement and enthusiasm.

Could this be the mission of his Body Transformation and Soul Cultivation?

The sun rose from the horizon of the wilderness, and the light orbs visibly dissipated.

Thud.

Tang Tian, dazed and confused, fell to the ground and fell asleep.

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No one cared about Tang Tian anymore. Lord Kong believed that Tang Tian's bloodline power had likely destroyed the Weakness Arena. This could explain why Tang Tian had poor talent but strong power. Those born with bloodline power always had some strength, but the power of bloodlines was always very strange and could not be easily triggered by ordinary means.

The Weakness Arena had cost Lord Kong a lot of effort. If he had to pay such a price to discover a rare genius, he wouldn't mind at all. But if the Weakness Arena was destroyed and only a bloodline individual was discovered, Lord Kong would be a bit heartbroken.

He was now thinking about how to rebuild the Weakness Arena or create an even more powerful one this time.

As for the old man under his command, he wouldn't think about Tang Tian. Amary and others believed that Tang Tian was undergoing special training, and no one disturbed him. On the contrary, everyone secretly encouraged themselves. Tang Tian had already proven himself with the Weakness Arena, and they couldn't fall behind.

The journey was peaceful.

No one dared to have any ideas about the Bright Martial Association's carriage.

After a long journey, they flew for two months before finally reaching Perseus.

When the carriage stopped, everyone showed signs of joy. After two months in the carriage, everyone felt extremely bored.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amary pounded on the door, excited: "Basic Tang! Basic Tang! Come out, come out! We've arrived!"

Creak, the room door opened, and Tang Tian, pale-faced, looked bewildered: "We've reached Perseus?"

"Yes! We've arrived!" Amary looked concerned: "Basic Tang, your face looks terrible. Are you sick?"

"I'm fine, just overtrained. I'll rest and be fine." Tang Tian felt a warmth in his heart and forced a smile.

Tang Tian was now covered in injuries. Bing's training was becoming increasingly insane. Every day, Tang Tian was bruised and battered. If it weren't for the abundant Bamboo Bee King Gel on his body, his condition would be even worse. After the new recruit training camp opened, Tang Tian had to enter the light gate for training every day.

Every day, Tang Tian barely made it through.

That bastard Bing not only showed no mercy but also intensified the training!

"You need to rest more. Overdoing it is not good," Amary said with concern.

"Don't underestimate me! I'm a god-like man!" Tang Tian deliberately glared at Amary.

Amary relaxed and laughed: "That's right. I said, who can defeat a god-like man?"

Tang Tian sighed inwardly, Amary, you underestimate the world's freaks...

In Tang Tian's heart, Bing had definitely become a freak, completely devoid of any cuteness or charm. This guy was a fanatical and merciless freak, and even a god-like young man was struggling...

Tang Tian thought about the training he had to continue tonight and felt like crying.

"Let's go, let's go, we need to get off!" Amary urged.

"Okay!" Tang Tian responded weakly.

When Tang Tian appeared, the others were somewhat surprised.

Han Bingning frowned: "Tang Tian, are you feeling unwell?"

Amary chimed in: "He's been training too hard!"

Han Bingning and the others suddenly understood. Han Bingning expressed concern, and the others immediately felt immense pressure. Tang Tian was already so strong and still trained so hard. What reason did they have to slack off or waste time?

Simaxiangshan and others secretly resolved to double their training from today.

The old man's eyes showed disdain. Tang Tian hadn't left his room for days. What training? In the carriage, except for Lord Kong's room, everyone else's rooms were tiny, making it impossible to practice any martial arts except for meditation.

This guy, who talks big, is destined to be mediocre.

In his view, Tang Tian's current strength was only due to his bloodline. Lacking talent and lazy, he was just a talker. The old man had seen too many such people.

However, he didn't say anything. Such a mediocre person should be left to his own devices.

"Lord Kong!" A martial artist approached, showing respect.

"Is your minister here?" Lord Kong smiled.

"The minister is in seclusion and will emerge at the end of next month," the martial artist said regretfully. "If she knew you were here, she would be very happy."

Lord Kong was surprised and showed a pleased expression: "Is she trying to reach the eighth stage?"

"Yes!" The martial artist showed admiration. "The minister said the success rate is high this time!"

"Great! Great!" Lord Kong was delighted. If his sister could reach the eighth stage, it would mean a significant boost in the Kong family's strength. He quickly said, "Don't disturb her. I've brought a few talented new recruits. They all have good talent and are interested in coming to Perseus, so I brought them here."

"Thank you, Lord!" The martial artist respectfully replied. Having new blood was a very good thing for the Perseus branch.

"Another one might be a bloodline individual. Just send him to the outer camp. Find a harsh and difficult outer camp, and let the bloodline individual struggle on his own," Lord Kong said casually.

"Yes!" The martial artist quickly responded, already determined to pick the worst and most difficult outer camp for Tang Tian.

This guy must have offended the minister's brother.

How pitiful.

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