After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

"receive!"

"Five minutes and five kilometers is equal to 60 yards for a car. This is the limit speed of the northern Canglong. We are far from being able to do it with a sharp blade. Does this make us die?"

"I couldn't do it before, I will do it today!"

"Brothers, five minutes and five kilometers, the last one is to wash the bottom pants for the brothers for a month."

"rush!"

"Rush rush!"

Thirty sharp-blade special forces located in the mountainous area with a radius of five kilometers were ordered to quickly gather at the top of the mountain.

The mountain forest belongs to the yellow soil slope. There has just been a heavy rain. The forest is muddy and the slope is steep. The faster the speed, the easier it is to slip.

But one after another, vigorous figures sprang from the forest, some jumped from the trees, some climbed out from under the leaves, all of them headed towards the top of the mountain with the fastest speed, and flew over the slippery yellow soil slope. Up, ignoring the altitude difference of the mountain, like a cheetah, walking like a cheetah.

Some team members even turned into spirit monkeys and shuttled through the tree canopy, and the speed was equally fast. This complex terrain did not bother them at all.

Five kilometers and five minutes, let the national long-distance running champion come, the data that can't run on the track, this has broken the speed limit of the human body.

What's more, the complex mountain forest and slippery terrain, or going up, is a great test for physical strength and endurance.

But nothing is impossible for the sharp edge.

Those who can join the sharp blade are all warrior kings among the kings of soldiers, and they have all received nightmare-level tempering in the sharp blade, and they perform the most dangerous tasks.

For them, even if it is an impossible task, they have the strength to make it possible.

This is a sharp blade, straight into the heart, which can always give the enemy a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

A hero who constantly breaks through himself, breaks through the limits of the flesh, climbs out of hell, and dances on the sword of death.

They can complete the rapid march of ordinary special soldiers several times in a short period of time. Having such a speed also means that they can withdraw deeper and faster in the same time. The radius is very large.

Speed ​​is their life, the magic weapon of winning!

The training base of Sharp Blade is located deep in the mountains. One mountain is higher than the other. Five kilometers means that it has to cross four or five hills.

As the devil's action of the sharp blade began, the entire mountain forest seemed to be in a slight tremor.

Qin Fan was sitting on the helicopter, looking around, his consciousness also came out, and he saw that one after another vigorous body shadows flew through the mountains and forests, and climbed mountain after mountain at an incredible speed.

Immediately, he couldn't help but ask Liu Wanxiong, "Is this a sharp blade?"

Liu Wanxiong nodded: "Yes, it's them, but there are three more lying in the hospital with scars on their bodies."

Qin Fan continued to observe, carefully recording the data of each Sharpblade member, and he knew everything well.

The corner of Wang Chu's mouth, who was observing with a telescope, also twitched fiercely: "This is too fast, is this still a special force? This piece is a mountain cheetah!"

"It's all so agile in the mountains, where the canopy is cloudy and it's very sweltering, and they're not affected in any way, which means they can adapt to all terrain."

Liu Wanxiong also had a look of despair: "Yes, their physical qualities are inherently incomparable. I put a lot of effort into selecting these seedlings, and coupled with the training of sharp blades, they barely achieved today's achievements. They are comparable to the masters of the mid-term internal strength.”

"They are already strong enough, but compared with Canglong, there is still a big gap."

"The five-kilometer march is fast, and the blue dragon in the north is within five minutes. Only two of our sharp blades can barely enter within six minutes."

"Every second you increase, the price you pay increases by a hundred times. The few lying in the hospital are all good seedlings."

Wang Chu clenched his fist secretly: "Yeah, if there is no northern blue dragon, the sharp blade can do this step, and it can already disdain the entire army."

"But Canglong in the north is a desperate mountain. I finally understand the bitterness in your heart, Brother Wanxiong. You have done everything you can, but you can't even see the shadow of Canglong."

Wang Chu underestimated in his heart, these sharp-blade players are already scary enough, and they definitely reach the limit of the human body.

Master Qin, how is it possible to help them increase tenfold?

Liu Wanxiong waited for a minute, giving Qin Fan enough time to observe, and then he asked nervously, "Grandmaster Qin, you should have observed almost the whole time. Is there anything you want to say?"

Qin Fan was noncommittal: "Let's take a look."

He continued to observe.

six minutes later.

The thirty-two team members of Sharp Blade began to arrive at the designated area of ​​No. 9, a helicopter parking lot hidden deep in the jungle.

The fastest Blades arrived in exactly six minutes.

Afterwards, the team members came one after another, the slowest being six minutes and fifty seconds, and the total was within seven to six minutes.

Their chief instructor, Chen Jiuhua, has been waiting for a long time, and there are more than ten people in the company, including the deputy instructors, the sub-instructors of each project, the medical team, and the logistics captain.

Chen Jiuhua was a middle-aged man in his early 40s. He was tall and had short, refined hair. Although he was wearing a military uniform, he didn't stand like a soldier, but more like a martial artist from Jianghu.

Chen Jiuhua is indeed not a soldier, he is from a family of martial arts, a great martial artist with half a step, and a leader of Chen's Tai Chi in the Central Plains.

In the three years he has coached the Blades, he advocates both internal and external cultivation, so that the Blades have made rapid progress, and the frequency of injuries has also been slightly reduced.

When Chen Jiuhua saw the team members arrived, he immediately ordered:

"Everyone has it, stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

"Count the numbers!"

"one!"

"two!"

"Thirty-two!"

The team members were all embarrassed, covered in yellow mud, beyond recognition, like mud monkeys. Some of them were scratched by stones and their skin was dripping with blood, but their eyes radiated the sharp light of sharp blades.

They have been trained by the devil. At this moment, their chests are up and down, their breaths are like thunder, and they are uniform, like beating war drums, like tigers roaring in mountains and forests, and they are like thousands of horses and thousands of troops!

"Everyone has it, rest in place! Take Qi Qi pills!"

The middle-aged chief instructor Chen Jiuhua gave the order again, and there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

The team doctor immediately stepped forward to distribute the black pills.

Thirty-two sharp-blade players fell to the ground one after another, with weak expressions on their faces. After taking the pills, their condition was reluctantly better, and they began to complain vigorously.

A fair-skinned young man with glasses stood up even more. He had less yellow mud on his body than everyone else, but his face was bright and he complained: "Instructor Chen, we just finished the extreme off-road yesterday, and our body has not recovered yet. , why are you here again today?"

Chen Jiuhua said coldly: "On the battlefield, the enemy will not let you rest for three days before launching a siege."

The young man with glasses is called Wang Xin. He is 22 years old this year. Because his skin is very white, he always has a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. The more he looks, the more he feels that he is full of bad water.

He is the most dormant blade among the sharp blades, so he can always ambush in the most dangerous areas, and his wrong number is also very loud, called Wang Lao Liu.

At the same time, he is also one of the youngest two vice-captains of the Blade.

Wang Xin was about to talk back, but Chen Jiuhua suddenly said: "The army chief is here to inspect you. Today, I will work hard for the brothers this time. I will have a day off tomorrow. If you count today, it will be two days. The brothers have a good rest."

"Moreover, the commander also brought you good news. He hired a medical consultant. I heard that he is very powerful and can completely solve all kinds of injuries and illnesses you encounter."

When the sharp-blade players heard this, they all showed disdain.

Wang Xin said with a smile: "I've been here for less than a year, and I've heard this a dozen times. Sharp's military doctors, medical consultants, surgeons, psychiatrists and other types of doctors are more diligent than anyone else. Does it work?"

"My three good buddies are still lying in the hospital bed, and my tendinitis around the shoulder is still recurring."

Several players also complained: "That is, I had ligament reconstruction surgery on my ankle last year, which sounded great, but my combat ability dropped by 30%."

"Yes, yes, the muscle injuries I have encountered are also very troublesome. I always get needles, and it doesn't get better."

"My daytime vision loss has not improved significantly."

Amidst the various complaints from the players, a twenty-seven- or eight-year-old man stood up. He was cheerful, with a stable and mature temperament. He was the leader of Sharp Blade, Qin Qian.

Qin Qian said in a deep voice: "I know and understand the problems of the brothers. I also have some problems myself. When I use the limit state, my head will short-circuit."

"Isn't the army chief trying to help me find a way? The army chief knows these problems, and he is more anxious than us."

"Now the war is about logistics services and medical services. As long as the team has a suitable medical team, we can maintain our peak state and be able to fight at all times."

Qin Qian's influence is not weak. As soon as he opened his mouth, the team members calmed down a lot.

A team member asked: "Captain, if this continues, when will we be able to surpass the northern blue dragon?"

Qin Qian said: "The army chief has never given us any death orders, let us surpass the northern blue dragon, we can just be ourselves."

"Only by being yourself can you constantly surpass yourself."

At this time, a helicopter descended from the sky, Qin Fan, Liu Wanxiong, and Wang Chu came down from the helicopter.

"Hello, Commander!"

Canglong was already waiting in line, his voice was majestic, uniform, and loud, sweeping away his dying state.

"Comrades have worked hard, rest in place."

Liu Wanxiong didn't put on any airs. He just watched the training of the sharp blade, and no one felt more distressed by the sharp blade players than him.

He once also questioned himself, in order to train a team that can only be compared to the northern Canglong, paying the price, is it worth the huge sacrifice of the team members?

Liu Wanxiong called Chen Jiuhua over and took the initiative to introduce: "This Master Qin is the gift I brought to the sharp blade this time."

"He's going to be Blade's medical advisor, training advisor."

Chen Jiuhua glanced at Qin Fan, looked up and down, and couldn't help frowning.

Not only that, the Blades players all cast doubtful glances at Qin Fan.

This kid is estimated to be about eighteen years old. He can be a medical consultant and training consultant for sharp blades?

Pretty much playing in the mud.

They had never seen such a young medical and training consultant.

They have injuries and illnesses, the top biologists are here, and the top old Chinese medicine practitioners are here, but they can't solve the problems they encounter. Can this kid be their consultant?

Also, this kid can even be more succulent and white than the girls. It is estimated that he will have to breathe for a hundred meters. He can give them sharp knives, these kings of soldiers, as a training consultant?

Chen Jiuhua smiled bluntly: "Commander, I don't know if you are joking. My brothers and I both think you are joking, and the joke is a bit big."

"Just his little brat, what's the nonsense?"

"Isn't it the son of a big man who specially sent the blade to be gilded?"