That's all, but the rest is that the other party needs to think about it and think about it themselves.

After looking around for a week, Yang Fan cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "The three-day training has officially begun."

During these three days, no one is allowed to go out of the practice room. Yang Fan has already arranged the food, clothing and expenses. Someone must deliver food on time every day, and there are special solutions to personal problems.

You don’t have to think about sleeping. Anyway, with the physique of the demon hunter, you can hold on even if you don’t sleep for three days and three nights. Moreover, during this period, Yang Fan will also add fuel to everyone. The fatigue-pressure-based tempering is Yang Fan’s definition of this training, and it is necessary to make everyone’s energy and spirit comprehensively improve in the short term.

With the sound of the iron gate locking, the light in the practice room became much darker, just like the mood of many people in the room, and a cloud of darkness never dissipated between their eyebrows and eyes.

Regardless of everyone's thoughts, a three-day special training kicked off like this.

It was also from this day that when the residents in the castle passed by the practice room, they often heard a burst of ghosts and howls like humans and non-ghosts, or they could hear dull collisions, and the sound seemed to penetrate into people's hearts, bringing an unspeakable shock to the people in the practice room.

"That's a special training hosted by Young Master Yang himself, just think about it."

Yang Fan's nickname has been passed down throughout the castle from unknown to know when his deeds have been accompanied by a series of deeds. The former's prophecy of the unknown has turned the tide and his image of great supernatural powers has gradually become deeply rooted in people's hearts through the events that happened around him. This young man with a look of envy on his face is an envious fan of Yang Fan.

"That's right, if I could be selected for the Demon Hunter's promotion list this time."

"Oh, there are only five places in total, and they have to be distributed to the people of the Basin. When will it be my turn?"

"Hey, your thin arms and legs may not be able to become a demon hunter for ten or eight years. Well, after I become a demon hunter, I will walk there and tell you what it feels like."

"Oh, I don't know who passed the preliminary review, but was wiped out during the last step of physical examination?"

“…”

A group of half-aged boys gathered at the gate of the practice room and pointed at the direction of the practice room. The slightly tender face was full of yearning.

At the same time, the people in the practice room would not think so. At this moment, the scholar and others finally realized the meaning of the hell-style training that Yang Fan mentioned.

"pain."

"tired."

"I'll wipe it"

This is the most intuitive feeling in the hearts of many people in the room who are sucking in the air conditioner while taking all the time to rest. In such a large practice room, people who can still stand can come over with a slap in the face.

Except for the two perverted characters, Yang Fan and Mu Bai, even Qingqing was exhausted in this round of cruel training and sat on the ground without any concern. The rest of the others could barely stand were Hu Zi and Cao Yi.

Hu Zi has a good foundation, and with the strength of one-star mid-level, it is reasonable to be able to survive, but Cao Yi's standout was beyond everyone's expectations.

Perhaps only Yang Fan understands the reason. As a plant-based demon hunter, in addition to simply manipulating plants, the plants have life characteristics and can also obtain some energy from the plants to replenish themselves. Therefore, they can persist in this round of training.

"Interesting." Although Yang Fan's physical and spiritual energy consumed a lot, this level of fatigue was not enough to affect his thinking. He was increasingly appreciating this somewhat stubborn boy.

His mind is flexible and changeable, good at thinking, and his comprehension and willpower are quite good. It is indeed of value for key cultivation. Yang Fan made such a conclusion in his heart, and as for others, he should continue to observe more.

Cao Yi didn't know what was going on, but he just said that his will was strong enough. Whenever the oil was gone and the lights were gone, a stream of weak but extremely resilient energy would emerge from his body to support him.

"Mu Bai, it seems that this kid is still very energetic. Do you want to practice with him?" Yang Fan glanced at Mu Bai who was alive and said with a squinted eye.

He glanced at Cao Yi, who was covered in sweat. Although he was very tired, Mu Bai still nodded without objection. He understood that Yang Fan asked him to do this.

"Huzi, let's have fun again." After looking at the people around him who were still breathing heavily, Yang Fan was generous and gave them two more minutes of rest.

Maybe it takes less than two minutes.

"good."

Seeing that Mu Bai had already started to fight, Hu Zi was not willing to fall behind, so he roared and rushed towards Yang Fan.

With two "punch" and "punch", Huzi and Cao Yi fell to the ground almost in no particular order. Only more than a minute passed.

"Get up, the new training has begun. Huang Jiang and Zhao Yong each bring a group. Those who win will have ten minutes of rest. Those who lose will not have to eat dinner. Others attack me and Mu Bai."

A familiar voice rang out again.

Such pictures were repeated in the practice room again and again. The special carpet was covered with scars, and countless sweat drippings fell on it and solidified into layers of black and unwashable oil.

"Bang."

When the sound of opening the iron gate door sounded, wisps of white light shone on the numb faces, and the eyes were blank.

"This is"

"it's over?"

"Ho huh huh"

After a moment of confusion, everyone finally remembered the meaning of this scene, and endless cheers rushed into the sky.

Many people waiting outside the door saw this group of castle elites who were not much better than beggars, with unbelievable eyes all over their eyes. What kind of training can torture a group of demon hunters who are comparable to those of inhumanity into this.

The young man who had beautiful fantasies was completely shocked. Looking at the scene in front of him, a trace of enlightenment slowly emerged in his heart. Being a demon hunter seemed far from being as simple as he had thought before.

Some people who are familiar with it are seeing the figures that support, support or back. The person is still the same person, but they can always feel a different feeling.

What exactly is it?

The tired limbs still look so powerful. Even though the tower owner needs someone else's support to stand, his tired face still gives people a feeling that cannot be ignored.

"By the way, it's a look, an eye that is still sharp inadvertently." Someone exclaimed in his heart. They might not understand what this look represents, but they instinctively developed a sense of fear and dared not look directly at it.

If scholars and others were like unsheathed swords before, they were like swords that were unsheathed, and they were hard to emit blue light, as if they had a magical power that could stun people.
Chapter completed!