Chapter 13 rite of passage

Qianye walked to the sofa until Zhang Jing could reach out and touch it.

Zhang Jing stretched out her hands and kept massaging and caressing Qianye's body. Wisps of force penetrated Qianye's body, testing the reaction of every part of his body.

This is an indescribable feeling, numbness, soreness, swelling and pain intertwined together, extremely uncomfortable, even more unbearable than whipping.

Qianye had no choice but to divert his attention. He stood upright, motionless, but his eyes wandered, looking around, and for some reason his eyes swept across Zhang Jing's chest, and he was immediately unable to move.

Zhang Jing's bathrobe skirt was stretched open by her snow-white bulging breasts. From Qianye's perspective, she could almost see everything, and with her movements, there seemed to be a little bit of red passing through her field of vision.

This was a scene Qianye had never seen before. He didn't quite understand what he saw before him, but he couldn't resist the impact of those snow-white breasts on his instincts.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Zhang Jing to say: "Okay, I've checked your situation. Let me think about it... It seems that the damage to your node is more serious than I expected, but it is not all bad. I hope. In this way, don't be too anxious when you practice in the future, and always control the rhythm within the range you can bear. You need at least half more force than normal people to ignite the nodes here. "

Then Zhang Jing pointed out some important points in cultivation in detail before letting Qianye leave.

When Qianye returned to the dormitory, he couldn't sleep that night. All he could see was the swaying plump white meat. It was also from this night that Qianye realized that there were differences between girls and boys, and it was not just the differences learned in biological structure class. Not a dry number, nor a flat picture.

But the pain of practicing the next day immediately drove away all the charming thoughts of a boy in Qianye's heart.

Qianye endured the pain desperately and almost fainted several times. This was a pain that no human could endure. It would be enough to cause a nervous breakdown in an ordinary person and kill him from the pain. Qianye relied on the physique of a first-class soldier to survive it.

Qianye learned this lesson and did not dare to take any risks. He began to carefully control the tide of the force to keep its impact close to the limit.

This training class was extremely difficult. When the bell rang, Qianye could hardly believe that he was awake for two hours. Moreover, this practice allowed Qianye to come to a conclusion that he couldn't be happy about, that is, the force power he needed to ignite the nodes in his chest was not half as much as that of a normal practitioner, but three times more!

Although this can accumulate more force, the cultivation speed of two nodes must be faster than that of one node. Qianye's cultivation progress was suddenly lowered, from being at the top to almost being at the bottom of the class.

But there is no shortcut to cultivation. After Qianye figured this out, he accepted the reality and calmed down again, no longer impatient.

He can still cultivate to at least level two, it just takes a little more time. And how many cultivators in the human race will never reach level two in their lifetime? In addition, according to the standards of the Huangquan training camp, reaching Level 2 also meets the minimum requirements for graduation . At least Qianye has hope of escaping from this hell.

So Qianye began to train, practice and study step by step.

Perhaps because he put aside his gains and losses, or perhaps because he was focused, Qianye's training performance improved rapidly. After repeated painful training, Qianye cultivated the Force that was much thicker and more powerful than normal people. In this way, Qianye could barely keep up with the progress of the fighting class.

By the time they were halfway through their tenth year, Qianye's group of children had already learned basic hand-to-hand combat, and the next step was training in weapon combat. The weapon of enlightenment is the knife. Various knives, long and short.

From this day on, many children began to suffer injuries. Moreover, all the children who are still alive today are already first-level combatants . Not only their physical strength has been greatly enhanced, their attacks have begun to be added with the force, and their power has been greatly increased. It is not a joke to be stabbed casually. The more injured the children were, the more they learned to use the Force to defend themselves.

Qianye began to show extraordinary power at this time. Faced with some older children who came to look for trouble, Qianye preferred to trade injuries for injuries. He was hit with a knife and a punch, but he acted as if nothing had happened, as if the pain had disappeared, without affecting the accuracy and cruelty of his counterattacks at all. However, when Qianye was hit by a knife, the wounds were often not as big as usual.

An older child and Qianye slashed at each other for more than ten times, and then fell to the ground howling. Qianye was covered in blood, but he could still stand, standing very steadily, and the hand holding the knife did not tremble at all. This pain was nothing compared to the severe pain he endured every day during practice.

From then on, no one was willing to cause trouble for Qianye in the fighting class.

Because this big kid was originally ranked fifth in terms of fighting ability. In terms of strength and skills, he was better than Qianye in every single category, but he was defeated by Qianye in real combat. At training camp, kids learn early on to only care about results.

When Qianye was eleven years old, the children finally finished all the human anatomy courses. Then the old man Shentu brought a strange corpse, which was a giant spider several meters long!

Later, Qianye learned that this was not an ordinary spider, but a very powerful branch of the dark race: the human-faced spider demon. The one in front of me is just the lowest official member of the spider demon. It has not yet evolved a human-like face and limbs, so it is called a cave spider.

From this day on, children begin to come into contact with various dark races. A year later, except for the most mysterious and powerful demon race in the legend, all the well-known dark races appeared on Shentu's autopsy table, including the vampires and the unchanged ones whose appearance was almost the same as the human race. A werewolf.

At this time, the children have matured and should be called boys and girls. But they still live in a big house, and they bathe and change clothes in the same place. However, the physical differences between boys and girls have been shown, and there are also precocious boys who will use excuses to harass girls. But none of them dared to do anything further because it was a prohibition.

Qianye also began to think more and more about the images he saw in Zhang Jing's room.

When Qianye turned twelve, a special moment came to the training camp: the coming-of-age ceremony.

On this day of the ceremony, all the boys and girls are gathered in a hall and then eat a meal laced with a large amount of aphrodisiacs.

After a while, Qianye felt that his consciousness began to blur, his body became hot, his breath seemed to be on fire, and strange thoughts kept popping up. Soon he found that he could no longer think straight and began to succumb to the surging instincts.

At this time, many naked adult men and women walked in from outside the hall and approached the children one by one. The entire hall turned into a world of flesh and blood in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Jing and Long Hai looked around expressionlessly, occasionally waving a whip or two. They are completely indifferent to the carnal world in front of them. But some other weaker instructors and many senior guards joined the feast. On this day, those young girls are the benefits of their tenure.

However, the instructors and guards were still restrained and did not dare to be too indulgent. They can enjoy this special day, but they are never allowed to spoil the girls. Once someone cannot control himself, the long whips in the hands of Zhang Jing and Long Hai will make him regret it immediately.

From this day on, the ban on physical contact between boys and girls will be lifted. For weaker girls, now is the beginning of hell.

This is the purpose of the Huangquan training camp. Students who come out of here are not allowed to have any weaknesses. Girls' bodies can be their weakness, but they can also become their weapons.

Several girls quietly disappeared and did not participate in the feast. The family power behind them allows them to avoid this ritual.

The coming-of-age ceremony took a whole night. Qianye, like his companions, eventually fell asleep from exhaustion and woke up at noon the next day. It was only then that the medicinal power in Qianye's body dissipated.

Everything that happened last night was like a dream. Many details could not be remembered clearly, but Qianye knew what happened.

After the coming-of-age ceremony, Qianye's life returned to normal. He practiced, studied, and practiced fighting skills as before, as well as learning mechanical principles in mechanics classes, plus repairing and manufacturing various basic mechanical parts.

The girls in the class have changed the most, and many of them have found male partners. Only the powerful ones and the few girls who did not participate in the ceremony remained independent.

Song Zining, who always ranked first, dominated two beautiful girls by himself. No one raised any objections to this, including the two girls themselves.

This is the case in the Huangquan training camp. You must first defeat your opponent before you have a chance to protest.

Qianye is always alone. He is almost completely immersed in his own world and is indifferent to the changes in the class . Because every practice is a hellish experience for him. In the never-ending pain and torture, Qianye developed an extremely strong will, but it also made him have no interest in anything other than cultivation.

For him, igniting the gas sea node as soon as possible and getting rid of this hellish day is the only thing that needs attention. What he longed for could only be obtained by leaving this isolated valley.

On this day, when Qianye returned to the dormitory, he happened to see Song Zining leaning against the door, looking up to the sky, looking at his avenue and future.

Qianye nodded slightly to him, and just as he was about to enter the room, Song Zining suddenly stopped him: "Qianye, wait a moment."

"What's the matter?" Qianye was a little confused.

Song Zining smiled and said, "A good thing. A good thing that will help you grow up faster."

He glanced at a group of students walking by, then suddenly pointed at a pretty girl among them and said, "That's you! Fang Minghui, come here!"

The girl was a little at a loss, then ran over without any objection and stood in front of Song Zining and Qianye.

Song Zining looked her up and down and said directly: "You will sleep with Qianye tonight, and you will sleep with him in the future!"