Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Heart Demon Tempering Body Technique (9th Update)
Translator: 549690339
Cheng Hao stood atop the ruins of a city, his face filled with horror.
Suddenly, footsteps came from the distance.
Cheng Hao instinctively hid in a corner.
The approaching figures were a group of soldiers with no visible insignia, each exuding a fearsome aura, clearly they were elite troops.
Cheng Hao held his breath and remained hidden in the corner, trying not to make a sound.
But as these people just passed by Cheng Hao, suddenly a few soldiers turned their heads and pounced toward him.
Cheng Hao was shocked.
The agility of these men was simply too fast.
Cheng Hao rolled on the ground to narrowly avoid a strike, then stood up with a serious expression and executed the Grand Ancestor’s Fist.
Although Cheng Hao could barely handle one man, dealing with two was a challenge.
And the opponents numbered twenty or thirty.
After a few moves, Cheng Hao was kicked to the ground, and then someone approached and stabbed down.
Cheng Hao cried out in alarm and woke up.
He saw Xue An sitting in a chair, looking at him coldly.
“Lost?”
Cheng Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, only to realize that all his comrades were lying on their beds, asleep with expressions of pain and surprise on their faces.
Just as Cheng Hao was about to ask something, Xue An shook his head, “Continue!”
As soon as the words were spoken, Cheng Hao felt darkness before his eyes, and then he plunged into the dreamscape once more.
It was the same city ruins, the same group of soldiers.
Cheng Hao wanted to cry but had no tears, yet he still learned from his last lesson and hid himself in a more concealed place in advance.
This time he wasn’t discovered, but just as he let out a sigh of relief.
Several figures in black emerged from the shadows and charged toward Cheng Hao.
“What the fuck is this?” Cheng Hao cursed as he went to meet them.
After a few exchanges, his throat was slit by a blade once again.
This time he did not wake up but started all over again.
Sun Ling was currently in the swamps of the Amazon rainforest.
There were poisonous snakes and bugs everywhere, and the mud pits on the ground emitted a strong stench.
But Sun Ling dared not move because he was now lying in an extremely concealed patch of grass.
This was the eighteenth time he had died.
In the first seventeen attempts, he was killed in this exact spot by a master whose hiding place was unknowable.
And disgustingly, the method of death was different each time.
Sometimes he was stabbed in the heart and died; other times his head was blown apart by a punch.
But the pain and fear of facing death were always the same.
Sun Ling slowly adjusted his breathing, trying to keep his body temperature consistent with the surroundings.
After a while, even a poisonous snake mistook Sun Ling for a piece of dead wood and slowly crawled over him.
Sun Ling was carefully searching for the enemy’s traces.
Suddenly.
Sun Ling noticed that the bubbles floating in a stinking pool not far in front of him on the left seemed a bit unusual.
He held his breath and watched carefully.
No mistake!
There was definitely someone hiding in there.
Joy rose in Sun Ling’s heart; the humiliation of being killed seventeen times made his eyes redden.
He slowly crawled toward the pit at the slowest speed.
Finally, he neared the spot.
Suddenly.
Sun Ling leaped up, his knife piercing into the stinking pit with unprecedented speed.
But unexpectedly, he stabbed the air!
Sun Ling’s heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to turn back when he felt a cold sensation at his back, followed by darkness before his eyes.
Failed again!
While Cheng Hao and Sun Ling were struggling in their dream.
Zhou Daniu and Zou Yi formed an alliance in theirs.
After being resurrected once more.
Zou Yi grimaced as he touched the spot on his back where he had been stabbed to death last time, “Damn it, what the hell is this thing, and why does it feel so real?”
Zhou Daniu shook his head, “I don’t know!”
“I didn’t say you knew!” Zou Yi shot Zhou Daniu an annoyed look, then squatted on the ground, lost in thought.
“Damn it, we’re supposed to infiltrate and assassinate that damn leader, but the experts by his side are more numerous than rabbits. Here, it’s just the two of us, and you’re not the sharpest tool in the shed. How are we supposed to do this?”
Zhou Daniu just stood there, listening blankly.
“All right, all right, I know it’s no use telling you!” Zou Yi stood up and started pacing back and forth across the grassland.
“This time, I’ll infiltrate first, and you, just get caught on purpose on the outside, and then…” Zou Yi adjusted the plan once again.
All night, these people were struggling in their dreams.
When dawn arrived.
Xue An clapped his hands.
Everyone woke up one after another.
Then they all looked around, somewhat bewildered.
Xue An then said coldly, “How was it? Did the mission go well?”
Many were startled.
Xue An said indifferently, “I’ve been watching you all night, and none of you completed the mission! If this were the battlefield, you would have been wiped out eight hundred times over!”
These words caused many to bow their heads.
Some were still unconvinced, “The battlefield isn’t like this!”
Xue An smiled, “True, the battlefield as you imagine it wouldn’t be like this. But you are a special forces unit, and in the future, you will be the blade specifically used against certain individuals!”
“If you can’t even pass this simple test, then you’ll all be eliminated!” Xue An stated coldly.
During the following day, these people continued to train frantically.
Xue An watched them.
He was contemplating in his mind.
What they experienced last night was naturally not a dream but it wasn’t an illusion either.
It was a Secret Technique that Xue An had once acquired.
Called the Heart Demon Tempering Body Technique.
This secret technique was specially used by the Demon Sect to train their deathsworn followers.
It could turn a completely ignorant mortal into a battle-hardened, cold-blooded warrior with the smallest of sacrifices.
This was also why Xue An felt confident to participate in the martial arts tournament ten days from now.
Night fell.
Cheng Hao once again found himself in the midst of the city ruins.
However, this time, he didn’t hide in a corner; instead, he swiftly stripped a corpse of its clothes, put them on, and blended in with the soldiers.
Of course, the deaths didn’t stop.
But Cheng Hao gritted his teeth and refused to give up.
Finally, after yet another restart, he concocted a clever trap that sent the group of soldiers sky-high in an explosion.
Sun Ling was the same; after dying over a hundred times, he managed to lay in the mud and rainwater of the jungle for three whole days. When the enemy lost patience and exposed their flaws, he seized the moment and struck a lethal blow.
Zou Yi and Zhou Daniu, the duo, used a counter-intelligence strategy to successfully turn one of the target’s bodyguards. Then, by infiltrating, they managed to eliminate their target successfully!
That night, nearly ninety percent of the people completed their mission.
Upon waking up the next day, they faced another round of brutal training.
But when night came, and they entered the dream once more, they discovered that this time, the entire team was in one single dream!
Another night of constant elimination ensued.
But it was through such almost cruel training that the Fire Phoenix unit was truly rising from the ashes!
And the day of the military tournament had finally arrived!