Chapter 59

Tang Tian soon parted ways with Amoli and the others. No one found it strange, as they had already known that Tang Tian was heading to the outer camp. In their view, although Tang Tian was going to the outer camp, with the current high regard from Governor Kong, he would surely receive focused training.

They all thought to themselves that they must work hard during this period. They didn't want to be left far behind by this crazy teenager when they met again.

It would be embarrassing to be psychologically scarred by this guy.

Tang Tian got back into a carriage, but compared to Governor Kong's flying horse carriage, this one could only be described as shabby.

Tang Tian wasn't the only one being sent; seven other teenagers around thirteen or fourteen years old were also going. These teenagers didn't seem to be in good spirits; their expressions were gloomy, and they all remained silent.

Tang Tian didn't try to chat with them; he had no time for that.

The super-perverted training by Bing had Tang Tian struggling in a living hell.

"Didn't you eat? Let me tell you! If my subordinates dared to train like this back then, I would have beaten the crap out of them!" Bing's voice, stern and cruel, echoed in Tang Tian's ears from above.

Bing's increasingly perverted behavior made him seem like a different person. It was as if tormenting Tang Tian had unleashed a thousand years of pent-up passion.

Where was the previous wooden and dull Bing? The Bing who couldn't utter a word for half a day now loved to roar and shout. As soon as Tang Tian showed the slightest sign of poor performance, he would be met with a torrent of scathing insults, without any mercy.

It was as if, overnight, Bing's body had found its soul.

Unfortunately, it was a soul of iron and blood.

"Look up, damn it! Ten days! And you've only improved this much? Can you be any stupider? Every one of the 463,619 new recruits I've trained is a hundred times stronger than you! At this level, you're not even fit to do menial tasks in the military."

Bing, hovering in mid-air, squatted down, spitting saliva all over Tang Tian's head.

Tang Tian didn't flinch, his hands moving swiftly as he retorted, "Ha! I thought you were a big shot back then, but you're just a little punk who trains new recruits!"

"Little punk who trains new recruits..." A black line flashed across the blank white face of Bing like a wave.

"Come on! Let the god-like youth show you, little punk, what a genius is!" Tang Tian roared fearlessly, his hands moving at lightning speed.

His Eagle Claw technique, honed over these days, was incredibly fierce. His ten fingers, like hooks, were enveloped in a bright red flame, creating a piercing whistling sound.

Compared to his previous rigorous training, this hellish training was even more efficient.

Bing, observing the claw shadows filling the sky, was secretly amazed. He had been secretly watching Tang Tian's rigorous training, and based on his experience, Tang Tian's training efficiency was only average. This was because Tang Tian's talent was very poor.

To describe it as very poor might not be accurate; it was extremely poor, the worst Bing had ever seen.

However, Tang Tian's willpower was what truly impressed him.

Bing hadn't initially planned to start the new recruit training camp. It wasn't until Tang Tian asked him if he had anything he wanted to do that he was truly moved. After sleeping for so long, with so many comrades turned to shards of pottery, only he had awakened, his clay body transformed into a soul.

Bing didn't understand why the military base had fallen into Tang Tian's hands.

But when Tang Tian started the new recruit training, Bing was greatly surprised. He wasn't surprised that Tang Tian could endure it; from the beginning, Bing believed that Tang Tian could complete the new recruit training, though it would take longer. In a short time, he had come to understand Tang Tian quite well. Tang Tian's willpower had already deeply impressed him.

What surprised Bing this time was the speed of Tang Tian's progress, which far exceeded his expectations.

For a super chief instructor of a military camp who had trained over 460,000 new recruits, Bing's ability to estimate training progress had reached a level of mastery.

But Tang Tian's progress far exceeded his expectations!

On the first day, Tang Tian held out until dawn, only declaring the defense breached at the last moment.

From the second day onward, Bing quietly increased the difficulty of the training.

Tang Tian didn't know that the difficulty of his training, even by the standards of the Southern Cross Military Camp, was quite high.

By the ninth day, the difficulty of Tang Tian's training had reached the highest level.

The Eagle Claw technique, honed under such intense training, had long surpassed the conventional perfect realm and reached a higher level. Tang Tian's Eagle Claw technique was no longer inferior to ordinary fourth-stage martial techniques. The most significant improvement, however, was in the Crane Qi Technique within Tang Tian's body. Although Bing had only seen the Crane Qi Technique for the first time, he immediately understood its strengths and weaknesses.

The so-called "endure beating" training wasn't a random idea.

Tang Tian's true energy had reached the third stage, but in Bing's view, while the quantity was there, the quality still had room for improvement. Moreover, the Crane Body was far from being under his control, which, in Bing's view, indicated that the true energy training was not yet complete. He decided to continuously attack to "forge" the Crane Body within Tang Tian.

If it weren't for Tang Tian, Bing wouldn't have come up with such a method.

Only such a tenacious person could endure such perverted training.

Tang Tian's arms moved swiftly, creating a cacophony of whistling sounds. The light ball in front of him, as if hitting a wall of fire, was constantly repelled by the powerful force.

"Genius youth?" Bing said coldly, "No one has ever dared to call themselves a genius youth in front of me."

Bing's tone was calm, but his aura was overwhelmingly domineering.

Tang Tian, however, was not the least bit intimidated, laughing loudly, "Looks like you really are ignorant, old man! Let the god-like youth broaden your horizons and show you the vastness of the world and the endless fighting spirit of a youth!"

"Old man..." Three black lines appeared on Bing's blank face.

"Are you trying to act young? Hey, old man, a person must have self-awareness. Even if you don't want to admit it, in the presence of the fresh, god-like youth, your weathered old man's true face is exposed!" Tang Tian, completely unaware, continued to fling the light ball while shouting.

"Weathered old man..." Black lines spread across Bing's face.

"Ah ha! Waa waa waa, weathered Bing old man, weathered Bing old man, oh oh oh, he's a little weathered, he's a little sad, a little weathered, a little sad..." Tang Tian sang in a terribly off-key voice.

Bing's body in the sky stiffened for a moment, then his face, covered in black lines, twisted into a sinister smile, "Let's see who is weathered and who is sad!"

In the vast wilderness, all the light balls suddenly stopped, each revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

All the light balls turned their bodies and looked toward the group where Tang Tian was.

The light balls surged toward Tang Tian like a tidal wave.

Tang Tian's singing abruptly stopped, replaced by a deafening scream.

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"Damn, every time I come to this place, I'm on edge!" In the front cabin of the carriage, a man with a crew cut, wearing a white martial uniform, couldn't help but curse. A black line was embroidered on his uniform, indicating that he was a formal Black Iron Warrior of the Martial Association.

Black Iron Warriors are the lowest-level warriors in the Martial Association. If a new recruit passes the new recruit examination, they will automatically become a Black Iron Warrior. Of course, if a new recruit is strong enough to pass the Bronze Warrior examination, they can become a higher-level Bronze Warrior.

Beside him, a bearded Black Iron Warrior consoled him, "We're lucky; we only have to come here once. The new recruits are the ones who will suffer."

"You're right," the crew-cut man said with relief, "I'm glad I wasn't sent to this place back then."

"You didn't offend anyone, so you wouldn't be sent here," the bearded man shook his head, "Usually, only those who offend important figures are sent here. These people have no chance of becoming Black Iron Warriors and are destined to guard this place for life."

"I'm just puzzled, why would the higher-ups set up an outer camp in such a desolate place," the crew-cut man said, puzzled.

"You don't know, do you?" the bearded man said, showing off, "Back then, the higher-ups detected a secret treasure here, but after searching for over half a month, they found nothing. The leader of the search was a Silver Warrior."

"A Silver Warrior!" the crew-cut man exclaimed, "Was it the minister?"

"The minister of the Perseus Branch of the Martial Association is a Silver Warrior."

"How could it be?" the bearded man shook his head, "That was a long time ago, and I heard it from a senior. Since the energy concentration in that area was relatively high, it was a waste to leave it unused, so the higher-ups decided to build an outer camp there. Unfortunately, the environment there is too harsh and dangerous, so no one wanted to go. The camp was in a semi-abandoned state until an accident happened."

"An accident? What kind of accident?" the crew-cut man was taken aback.

"About twenty years ago, a group of powerful Star Soul Beasts suddenly appeared in Perseus, causing significant damage. Later, it was discovered that the Star Soul Beasts had come from there. The higher-ups were worried about a beast tide, so they decided to restart the outer camp as a forward post," the bearded man explained.

"Who would want to go to such a place?" the crew-cut man was puzzled.

"Exactly, no one wants to go, but someone has to. So, you understand, it's a place of exile," the bearded man said.

"No wonder!" the crew-cut man realized, "I was wondering why they would build an outer camp in such a desolate place!"

"Actually, there are some benefits," the bearded man said, "The higher-ups know that most people don't want to go. Anyone who goes to the outer camp, even if they don't advance to Black Iron Warrior, will receive Black Iron Warrior benefits after three years if they stay. Many new recruits with average strength go there, and it's not bad, just a bit hard."

"That's true!" the crew-cut man nodded, "The Black Iron Warrior examination is so difficult. If you're not strong enough, going there to get Black Iron benefits means your family will be worry-free."

"Exactly..."

As they talked, the ground below them began to reveal a series of honeycomb-like caves, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.

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