With each deep breath, the pores around Enzo's body erupted with sharp energy like a sword and a purple cold light. A faint smell of blood erupted from his pores, and the rich smell of wine continued to spurt out, and a dark blood stain flowed from the corner of Enzo's mouth, which was the blood in his body was being quickly forced out by the fighting spirit.

Such a rough way of healing the fighting qi is extremely burdensome to the body, but as long as the body adapts to this rough fighting qi operation mode, the body can withstand a more violent fighting qi and explode instantly. On the battlefield, how much vindictive energy can erupt in an instant often determines whether you are dead or alive.

A heavy mouthful of blood spat on the ground, Enzo slowly stood up and slowly started a set of seemingly extremely strange punches. The bones and tendons of his body let out a low whistling sound, and the heavy whistling sounds were connected together, gradually forming a dull tiger roar. With the roar of the tiger, a strong wind rolled up in the small black prison, and Enzo's muscles throbbed violently, although his range of movements was not large, but it was obvious that this punch made his muscles, bones and internal organs all move.

Alda's eyes widened in horror, with the foundation that Artut laid for him, Alda can naturally tell whether a martial art is good or bad, Enzo's boxing has reached the realm of swinging punches like thunder and exhaling into the wind, which is clearly a set of extremely clever boxing methods for exercising ** strength. Alda's mental power locked on Enzo's body, and he could feel that the fighting energy in Enzo's body was decreasing slightly, and these reduced fighting qi were integrated into his **, making his ** gradually stronger and stronger.

"Terrible exercises!" a cold sweat ran down Alda's heart.

What kind of hellish chaos is this, Enzo's body, his muscles, bones and internal organs are like a greedy tiger, devouring his own fighting energy, using the way of devouring fighting energy to enhance the functions of his body, making his body more and more powerful, more and more powerful Looking at Enzo's full of energy and lively appearance at this time, where is the depravity and decadence just now?

After a set of punches, Enzo spat out a mouthful of hot black gas. Behind him, a cloud of wind shadows condensed together, gradually turning into a hazy tiger phantom. Enzo continued, walking slowly in the small black prison less than three meters square, and the bones of his body kept making a crisp sound.

Alda looked blankly at Enzo, who was emitting a compelling aura around his body, really a ghost, really alive, Enzo, who had already cultivated to the peak of the middle rank of the Heavenly Rank, and after just a short period of cultivation, his fighting spirit had weakened to the level of just breaking through to the middle rank of the Heavenly Rank. Those vanishing fighting qi were swallowed by his body and turned into nutrients for him to strengthen his body.

What kind of evil exercise is this, actually destroying one's fighting spirit to strengthen one's physical body?

All the warriors in the Western Continent will consciously use their fighting qi to wash their bodies and gradually increase their strength when they are cultivating their fighting qi. Therefore, the stronger the warrior of the Douqi cultivation, the stronger their ** will be. But like this set of punches used by Enzo, he is simply devouring his fighting qi to enhance ** in the way of self-damage cultivation!

The unseen, the unheard!

Combined with the hazy tiger-shaped phantom Alda that appeared behind Enzo, there is an unbelievable guess that it is difficult to make it one by one, this is what Yun Canglong said to Lin Qi, the Black Tiger Family's special body forging exercise Xuanhu God Transformation Sutra? Of course, Enzo is not a descendant of the Black Tiger Family, and it is impossible for him to get the inheritance of the Xuanhu God Transformation Sutra, but some basic body forging methods, maybe Lin Qi's bold and reckless father Blackbeard will boldly pass on his own basic exercises to Enzo?

This would explain why Enzo's vindictive cultivation was far inferior to Alda's, but it gave Alda the feeling that it was so dangerous. Enzo's fighting spirit is indeed not strong, but his fighting spirit is absorbed by his body, and he strengthens his body in an unbelievable way, God knows how strong his body is?

While Arda was standing at the door of the cell in a daze, a breeze suddenly blew through the long black passage behind her.

Alda flickered and continued to retreat into the darkness. Then he saw a hazy black shadow silently approaching, and a locked iron gate was also opened silently, and then carefully concealed by the black shadow.

Short, thin, with a small nose and a small face, Vic carefully carried a basket into the black prison. He habitually looked around for a while, sniffed carefully, and then nodded reassuringly. His right hand swiped on the black prison door, Alda didn't even see what he had done, the lock on the cell door the size of a man's head opened silently, Vic easily took off the door lock, carefully placed the door lock on a large stone next to the door, and then pulled the door open and walked in.

"Beaten again?" Vic glanced at Enzo, who was moving his body in the black cell, and sniffed vigorously: "The smell of blood, this time the beating is not light?"

Enzo smiled bitterly, and he sat down cross-legged on the ground, took the basket from Vic's hand, and pulled out two ordinary bottles of rum run and a large piece of brown bread. Vic also brought two sausages, which he pulled out and cut into thin slices and placed them directly on a wooden plate in the basket.

Enzo gulped the black bread, grabbed the sausage slices and ate them twice, then lifted the cap and took a few sips of wine. With a heavy sip of wine, he raised his eyes to look at Vic: "How much pension did those bastards in the logistics department give?"

Vic sat across from Enzo and sighed heavily, shaking his head in a dejected manner.

Enzo's body stiffened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Not a single child?"

Spreading his hands helplessly, Vic said in a deep voice: "They said that they would wait for the intelligence department to summarize the battle situation and verify the exact number of killed by the military headquarters of the imperial capital, and then they could issue a pension according to the number of killed determined by the military department." They also said that the Empire's revenues have dropped a lot recently, so even if our pensions are allocated, they will have to be discounted in half. ”

Taking a hard bite of the black bread, Enzo looked up to the sky and sighed: "Let the brothers bear with it...... As for the pension, we will figure it out ourselves. The flying fin sperm whale that was hunted on the way back was dried and the ambergris scraped off was sold, and then it was sold through a safe channel, and then all of it was sent to the families of the brothers who died in the battle. It is we who are sorry for them and cannot let their families suffer any more. ”

Vic nodded slowly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your rank, as we expected, has been reduced to lieutenant, and...... They won't give us any more soldiers. The people from the conscription office said that we would lose a lot of troops every time anyway, so let's just take our current brothers and mix them up first. ”

After being silent for a long time, Enzo sneered: "It's okay if I don't replenish my troops, I don't want any more brothers to die in battle with me." This time we only have more than 300 wounded brothers, and I don't believe they can play any tricks. They won't send us to Wudalian Island to spy on intelligence, right?"

Vic looked at Enzo in astonishment, and it took a long time for him to pull out a thin white note from his sleeve.

"You really got it right, they gave us a month's rest time, and then we had to escort a few intelligence officers from the intelligence department to Wudalian Island to pick up the information...... I think they want a few more of our hardcore brothers to die. ”

Taking a deep breath, Vic said in a deep voice: "The remaining brothers now are our last family foundation." The same graduates who came out of the Army Academy to follow you, as well as the guards of your original personal guard. Now we have 377 people left, and this is our last family foundation. Loss of a ...... We all ...... They're our brothers!"

Enzo clenched the bottle so hard that it only cracked into the bottle. His body trembled violently, and he said in a low voice: "Of course I know, of course I know that they are all our brothers, and in the past few years, we have all crawled out of the pile of dead people."

However, we must keep fighting, we have no choice!"

Two lines of hot tears rolled down, and Enzo stared at Vic and gritted his teeth: "I'm alone, I can go anywhere by myself." But you, and all the brothers who follow us now, they all have family members...... As long as we violate even one military order, it will be a disaster. ”

Punched the ground hard, Enzo gritted his teeth and said: "We can only endure, we can only live! We live, and the families of those dead brothers can still have a care! If we escape, if we die, they will also die, and they will have no hope! Those brothers who are already dead, they want us to live, even if we are treated like dogs in the barracks, we must live!"

Vic's body trembled violently, and he gritted his teeth and said, "But, how can we bear it! This time, this time we have only more than 300 people left! From the division of 10,000 people, only these 300 people remained! Enzo, in a month, we have to fucking die again!"

Enzo put down the bottle, and when it touched the ground, it shattered. He raised his head and looked at the stone roof of the small black prison, and said softly, "Wait...... Wait for the boss to come back. I'm sure the boss will come back, isn't it? Uncle Blackbeard said that the boss is not dead! So as long as we wait for the boss to come back, we will be fine. ”

Vic froze, and the two lines of tears suddenly rolled down, and he gritted his teeth and said gloomily, "I...... I heard from Graham!"

Enzo glanced at Vic and said lightly, "Don't attack Gram." That's the boss's revenge, let him do it with his own hands. Before he returns, we have to take care of these brothers, we ...... As long as we have one person alive, we will wait for the head to come back!"

Alda coughed softly and slipped through the crack in the door into the black cell, revealing herself in front of Enzo and Vic.

Touching her nose a little in confusion, Alda asked softly, "Excuse me, is your leader called Lin Qi?"

With a snort, a quenched dagger in Vic's hand suddenly flew out, striking an arc towards Alda's neck. (To be continued)