Special Forces Super God Fusion
7 A contest of luck

The tyrant

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At seven o'clock in the morning.

In the training ground of the sea training ground, Ning Feng bent his legs and suddenly knelt on the ground. He used his hands to support himself so that he did not completely lie on the ground.

Bean-sized beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks onto the beach, wetting a large area of the beach below him. There was a row of curved footprints behind him.

"What are these two old boys 'bodies made of?”

Ning Feng had been dragged out of the dormitory by Deng Jiuguang and the other two since five o'clock in the morning. He had been training until now.

Two hours of high-intensity training was already a little too much for Ning Feng's body, but these two tigers were still full of energy.

This was the result after his body had been strengthened by the system. Otherwise, he could only last for an hour at most.

"Kid, you can't do it. Yesterday, you said that you wanted to learn our abilities.”Liu Xiaoshan stood beside Ning Feng and ran on the spot. He mocked,""What's wrong? Now, he couldn't even complete the most basic physical training?”

Although Liu Xiaoshan said that, he was actually very happy.

After so many years, they finally found a young man who was willing to train with them.

It wasn't that there weren't any in the past, but the intensity was too high, and no one could endure it.

Especially in recent years, when the new recruits saw the amount of training the two of them had, they were completely trembling and did not dare to approach.

Ning Feng's lips were dry and cracked. Although he was very unhappy, he couldn't say anything.

"Alright, Shanzi. It's already very good that he can practice with us for two hours.”Deng Jiuguang played the role of the white face and said,""Don't cripple him. Let's take a rest first.”

Ning Feng lowered his head and did not have the strength to raise it.

Deng Jiuguang looked at Ning Feng from an angle that Ning Feng couldn't see and smiled, revealing a happy expression.

Ning Feng was actually on duty today, but when the soldiers on duty with him woke up today, they found that Ning Feng had already been pulled out by two veterans to practice.

They didn't dare to get close at all. They didn't dare to come over at all, afraid that they would be pulled by Deng Jiuguang and the other two to train together.

This wasn't physical training at all. It was simply exhausting his life.

Although everyone had experienced the tough three-month recruit period, the amount of training was still much more than the amount of training for the two veterans.

It was completely insignificant.

Not only today, but for the next week, Ning Feng did not go on duty.

The sea training ground was only so big, and there weren't many people. Everyone had a good relationship with each other. Liu Xiaoshan and the other two veterans also went to inform them.

In addition, his daily training load was too heavy. Ning Feng's comrades said,

We can just do it for you.

As long as you put in a good word for Deng Jiuguang and Liu Xiaoshan, don't ask us to train with you.

For the past week, Ning Feng had been training with the two of them every morning. When the two of them felt that Ning Feng could not hold on any longer, they would rest.

He grasped a very good scale. It would not kill people, but it would definitely not make people feel good.

In the afternoon, he followed Deng Jiuguang for target practice.

Deng Jiuguang was a gun god who could light a match with bullets. Ning Feng had learned a lot from his shooting practice. This was something that other places, even the beast camp, could not compare to.

Another important thing was that the bullets in the sea training ground were basically unlimited, which was something that other places could not compare to.

Ning Feng had never heard of a place where one could use unlimited bullets during shooting.

This was also why Ning Feng chose to stay in the sea training ground for a period of time.

If he could learn Deng Jiuguang's abilities, not to mention Zhang Chong and Balang, even the God of War Xiang Yu would be pressed to the ground.

After a week of training,

Early in the morning, Ning Feng took the initiative to wake up. Just as Deng Jiuguang pushed open the door, he was about to go out.

"You're up?"

Deng Jiuguang said in surprise. He was a little shocked. To be able to adapt to the two of them in a week, his physical fitness was amazing.

"Yes." Ning Feng nodded, his face full of vigor.

"Today, you and Shanzi had a competition. He said he wanted to test your spear skills.”

Deng Jiuguang said with a relaxed expression. He was most proud of his spear technique.

"Isn't this too early?"

Ning Feng asked. Although he was extremely confident in his talent, Liu Xiaoshan was also a talented person. He was a veteran who had been in the military for more than ten years.

"What's wrong? Feeling uncertain? You are my disciple, why would you be afraid of Liu Xiaoshan?”

Deng Jiuguang was so confident that he seemed to have forgotten that his spear competition with Liu Xiaoshan had always ended in a draw.

"I…"

Ning Feng was stunned and didn't know how to receive it.

If Liu Xiaoshan was easy to deal with, how many times could you not defeat him?

However, Ning Feng was not afraid. Wasn't it just shooting?

He was not going to the execution ground. If he lost, he would be laughed at by Liu Xiaoshan. He had been laughed at by the two of them for the past few days.

His skin also thickened.

Moreover, if he was lucky and won, what would happen?

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