A month of high-intensity training slipped away quietly during high-intensity training. Over the past month, everyone felt the changes in Luo Zheng's body. The most obvious feeling was that his momentum was much sharper, as if he had opened his sword, with a murderous aura that was moving forward. He practiced hard for a month and could reach up to three and a half minutes. This was the result of high-intensity military boxing practice. It would definitely take longer to dive quietly.

The strength and speed have also increased a lot. Ghost Hand and others feel that they are comparable to themselves. After a month, they can't see any fat on their bodies. The whole body is tight and the heel is like wood, which is extremely hard. This result makes Lan Xue secretly frightened and happy at the same time, which means that Luo Zheng is expected to reach the strength of an ordinary soldier king in three months.

The second month later, Lan Xue challenged the training method and continued diving training in the morning. Undersea training in anaerobic state is of great help to physical fitness. This cannot be lost. In the afternoon, the platoon became a fight. At first, one person fought against Luo Zheng, and then two people. A week later, Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard and Mountain Eagle went on the battle at the same time, beating Luo Zheng and the other person. Lan Xue felt distressed when she looked at it, but when she faced it strongly, she found that the three Ghost Hands tried to release the water and did not forget to scold a few words.

In the evening, he continued to practice guns. During the break, the four people bombed and taught Luo Zheng the tracking, reconnaissance, infiltration, makeup, and the knowledge of high-end weapons from all over the world. When he found that Luo Zheng was not good at foreign language, he simply mixed it with foreign languages. If he didn't understand, he switched to his mother tongue. Lan Xue wanted to break Luo Zheng's head and then pour his experience, experience and ability into it.

Luo Zheng knew that time was tight, and he couldn't bear to let down the beauties. Brotherly love. Except for six hours of sleeping time, he deducted three meals and used all the others for training. Half after the second month, Luo Zheng felt that he could hold on for ten minutes under the siege of the three ghost hands, but Luo Zheng was not satisfied and asked Lan Xue to join the battle group.

The ghost hand was shocked and inexplicably. You must know that these were three soldiers fighting together. Ordinary soldiers were also soldiers. It would be fine to deal with five or six special forces one by one. They were stimulated and increased the training volume. It took so long for three to fight one, and everyone could not afford to lose this person.

The three of the stimulated ghost hands were harsh and the beating of Luo Zheng became even more fierce. Wu Miao was frightened, but she did not object. She just watched from the side and prepared for emergency rescue at any time. Since reporting to the team leader, Wu Miao has come to the beach to see training every day, continue to see data, help with treatment at any time, and has professional care, and has abnormal recovery. Luo Zheng's body has not suffered any damage, so he is grateful to Wu Miao.

Before we knew it, the third month was coming. On that day, we were negotiating on the beach to change the training plan. After two months, we were all looking like black people. The high-intensity training made everyone lose a lot, but their momentum improved to varying degrees. Lan Xue found that the strength of Ghost Hand and others had also improved a lot, and she felt very relieved.

"Then I'm afraid you'll have to train familiarly in driving, parachuting and various high-end weapons. This is listed in the afternoon. Diving training and fighting training can be all placed in the morning. Fighting can be changed from land to sea to increase the difficulty. Sniper sniper training at night. What do you think?" Lan Xue slowly expressed her idea.

"Xue'er, I didn't expect you to find you here. I came to see you as soon as I came back from completing the task. Are you moved?" Before everyone could answer, a voice floated over. Everyone turned their heads and looked at them, and their faces became strange. Lan Xue was as cold as frost, and the ghost hand, the snow leopard and the mountain eagle looked at Luo Zheng strangely. Luo Zheng looked at the person with a blank look on his face, and vaguely felt that the other party was very strong.

"Snow Fox, are you annoyed?" Lan Xue shouted coldly.

"Annoyed? How can you be annoyed? Being with you is my lifelong pursuit and wish, how can you be annoyed?" Xuehu said with a smile, and a pair of cynical eyes fell on Luo Zheng on his casual face, and he said casually: "You are Luo Zheng, right? I have heard about you. Let's play one game, whoever wins Xue'er will be."

Luo Zheng was stunned and looked at Lan Xue. Lan Xue smiled awkwardly. He wanted to explain, but Luo Zheng smiled and understood that feelings were one of Lan Xue's suitors. However, Luo Zheng could not feel the murderous intention from the other party, so he slowly got up and said, "Okay, let's fight. Do you know why you can't get Xue'er's heart?"

"Why?" Xuehu knew that Luo Zheng was digging a hole and guided him to jump in and lost the initiative in conversation, but he still asked and became alert.

"Because I think a man like me will never bet on his own women. Come on, fight if you want, and don't let go." Luo Zheng shouted disdainfully, without giving in at all in his momentum.

"It's interesting. I'm starting to like you now, come on." Xuehu took a step forward and made a call, indicating that Luo Zheng would take action first. Challenge Luo Zheng would give people the feeling of bullying the weak. If he still took action first, how could he meet people after it was reported?

Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng nervously. Although the training results were good during this period, there was still a big gap with the elite soldier king like Xuehu. Luo Zheng smiled faintly and had to face some things. When he came to Xuehu, he was not polite. He kicked the ground with his feet and used the first step and right punch of the third military fist, which was a very simple offensive move.

As an elite soldier king-level existence, Xuehu is naturally very familiar with this set of military fists. It can be said that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as deep into the soul. He could see the depth at a glance, and a hint of anger appeared on his face. He took a step back and said lightly: "Why, I look down on me?"

Luo Zheng did not respond, but bent his body and kicked his feet violently. His body rushed forward as if he was running out of the borehole. His fist was an arrow and his body was a bow, and his momentum burst. The fist attacking forward was carrying a slight sound of airflow, moving forward bravely.

"That's interesting." The snow fox smiled faintly, stretched out his huge palm, turned into a grab, and grabbed Luo Zheng's fist. As long as he grabbed it firmly and pulled it back, the snow fox was sure to let Luo Zheng fall into a big fight. When facing Luo Zheng, the snow fox believed that only one hand was enough, and using both hands was a shame to him.

Then, the snow fox quickly felt something was wrong. He could naturally grab Luo Zheng's fist at a terrifying speed. However, when he grabbed the fist, he also used pulling force. The problem was that the snow fox felt that the other party's body seemed to have been sent over by himself, and there was no need to pull it. He was shocked and found that Luo Zheng had kicked his body with his shoulders and took his heart straight. Once it hit, he had to fly out.
Chapter completed!