Strongest Soldier King

Training in the sea offered significant resistance, but it greatly aided in offensive training. To become an outstanding combat fighting expert, one must also learn defense and endurance to being hit. Previously, Luo Zheng had trained by bumping and throwing, which hadn't been very effective. Now with Ghost Hand and two others training together, the idea naturally focused on the three of them.

Seeing that Luo Zheng was serious and not in the mood for jokes, the three exchanged glances and nodded in understanding. Snow Leopard said, "I understand your desire to become stronger. Random training won't work. In the Soldier King's unit, besides fighting, one also needs to master shooting, tracking, reconnaissance, computing, driving, infiltration, disguise, be familiar with advanced weapons from various countries, and master at least three foreign languages, among other things. Your Sniper Skill is passable, but just passable. There are many here who are better than you. Your other areas are weak points, so you shouldn't just focus on combat training. You should allocate your time wisely and train scientifically."

Luo Zheng hadn't expected that mastering so many skills was necessary. His expression darkened, and he asked with some concern, "Do you guys have any good suggestions?"

"I suggest you train your physical endurance and sprinting in the sea in the morning, and practice combat casually. In the afternoon, practice Pai Da Skill to enhance your defense and endurance to being hit, and at night, practice sniping. The poor visibility and significant lighting at night make aiming and judgment difficult, but they will better hone your Heart Sniping ability. Brother Mountain Eagle has a say in this. Train this way for a month, and then we'll adjust the training plan based on your progress," Ghost Hand seriously suggested.

When Mountain Eagle saw Luo Zheng look over, he nodded affirmatively and said, "You can train your shooting skills here. With seabirds flying over the sea, it is particularly hard to aim at night, compounded by the moonlight and reflection from the sea, along with the unobstructed wind speed over the sea surface. It's said that someone here developed unparalleled gun skills, a legend from the old predecessors, but I believe it's not without basis. You can try, I'll accompany you."

"Thank you," Luo Zheng gratefully said.

"Don't thank us; we're just providing some suggestions for you to consider. Besides, you're willing to be a human punching bag, which is hard to find anywhere. It's perfect for practicing my quick blade skills," Ghost Hand chuckled.

"Sure, hit me as hard as you can, as long as it doesn't kill me, I don't mind," Luo Zheng gratefully laughed.

"You recover freakishly fast; you won't die," Snow Leopard laughed. "Brother Mountain Eagle, you go first."

Among the three, Snow Leopard was the strongest in combat, Ghost Hand was the fastest and most unpredictable, and Mountain Eagle, primarily a sniper, was relatively weaker. Of course, this was only in relative terms, as Mountain Eagle's combat skills were still stronger than Luo Zheng's. Hearing Snow Leopard's words, Mountain Eagle didn't hesitate and looked at Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng, having rested enough, took off his shoes and shirt and moved to an open area. He gratefully smiled at Mountain Eagle, "Come on, don't hold back."

"Ha!" Mountain Eagle certainly didn't hold back. His only concession was not aiming for lethal spots. His stick whistled down, and Luo Zheng didn't dodge but used hard energy to resist with his body, blocking with his arms. Despite the pain that made him twitch, he gritted his teeth and endured the barrage of strikes from Mountain Eagle.

Ten minutes later, Luo Zheng, swollen all over, lay on the ground. Ghost Hand, who had run back to base earlier, brought back a large amount of military healing powder for Luo Zheng, vigorously rubbing it in to help reduce swelling and promote blood circulation. In his unconscious state, Luo Zheng focused on his mental state, clinging to the last bit of clarity, and used the familial Breathing Skill to recover from his injuries.

Half an hour later, Luo Zheng stood up again, his blood-soaked body largely recovered. He looked at the stunned Ghost Hand and the others and said, "What's the matter? Let's go again."

"You freak, fine, let's do this." Mountain Eagle got up, swinging the wooden stick and pounced forward, his mind filled with admiration. Enduring a ten-minute attack was not something ordinary people could withstand, and what was even more bizarre was that half an hour later he seemed completely fine, which greatly relieved Mountain Eagle, and he didn't hold back anymore.

"You masochist, sadist, Ghost Hand, do you think the captain will settle accounts with us if he knows this is how we train?" Snow Leopard said worriedly, his eyes full of respect when he looked at Luo Zheng, whose tenacious will and determination deeply shocked Snow Leopard, a fellow strongman.

"Hard to say, better not let the captain find out, but, having not seen the captain for a few days, could he be out on a mission?" Ghost Hand also spoke with a sense of concern, a trace of worry flashing across his face.

"Not sure, it's better if he isn't here, let's train without any worries." Snow Leopard laughed, "Keep an eye on things; I'm going to go for a speed run for an hour. And let me tell you, training in the seawater really is different—I feel like I've touched a new limit. I'll come back and take over for you."

Ten minutes later, Luo Zheng once again fainted beautifully, Ghost Hand went up again to spray medicine on him to help reduce swelling, while looking at Mountain Eagle, who was also gasping for air, and laughed, "Dude, why are you acting like a lady, tired already?"

"Nonsense, you try attacking full force for ten minutes and see how it feels!" Mountain Eagle cursed angrily.

"You were using full force just now?" Ghost Hand asked in surprise, knowing Mountain Eagle's strength very well. Mountain Eagle had held back during the first attack, but now attacking Luo Zheng with full strength and Luo Zheng still enduring for ten minutes, what did that mean? Seeing Mountain Eagle sitting on the ground resting and throwing a displeased glance, he said excitedly, "That's great, at this rate, it won't take a week for little brother Ghost to surpass you."

"Enough with the nonsense, I'll rest for a while, you go ahead." Mountain Eagle cursed irritably and got up to drink some water.

Half an hour later, Luo Zheng woke up again, looking even better than he had the first time. Ghost Hand picked up the wooden stick and attacked Luo Zheng, who didn't care who it was. When Ghost Hand's stick hit him, the force was noticeably stronger, almost making him faint, he gritted his teeth and struggled desperately, not daring to harden his body to resist, but used his hands to block.

Less than ten minutes later, Luo Zheng fainted again, then got up half an hour later and continued with Pai Da training, Ghost Hand tired out and switched with Mountain Eagle, Mountain Eagle tired out and switched with Snow Leopard, thus repeating the cycle. After some time, the three were secretly amazed, unable to understand why Luo Zheng's recovery was getting faster, and his endurance against attacks was lengthening. Isn't that too freakish? Once they got tough, they naturally increased their force.

Unconsciously, it was dusk, Ghost Hand and the others dropped the wooden sticks, looking worriedly at Luo Zheng, signaling him to rest for a while. Luo Zheng didn't sit down immediately, but breathed using the hard energy technique, carefully feeling the changes in his muscles and the flow of blood. His body was severely pained, yet a warm flow emerged inside him, easing much of the pain at the places it reached, a sign that his hard energy was making progress, which elated him internally.

"Ah, the captain is coming." Mountain Eagle suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone turned their heads to see Lan Xue hurrying over, followed by several people, one of whom was the military doctor Wu Miao. The four of them exchanged glances, sensing big trouble was coming, Ghost Hand whispered worriedly, "Guys, shall we run for it first?"