Three days have passed, and Zhang Xiaotian and the other two did not take on the task during these three days, but Luo Shixin and the others often came to their dormitory to visit.

Because of Luo Shixin's high profile, almost all the trial disciples in the camp now know that these arrogant guys who are above the top look at Zhang Xiaotian and the others differently, and seem to have the intention of making friends.

However, Luo Shixin never invited guests to dinner again. Every time he saw Zhang Xiaotian, there was always a feeling of seeing monsters in his eyes.

Among the six people in their group, Shi Xiaoqian was the most enthusiastic and often pulled Zhang Xiaotian to discuss his body skills. This made Zhang Xiaotian learn a lot of skills in this world, which made him gain a lot of insight.

Of course, Zhang Xiaotian concealed the fact that he was already a first-level source warrior, and did not even reveal anything to Li Dahe and Zhang Chaoran.

Firstly, he advanced too quickly, which is inevitable that the world will be shocking; secondly, he is to save his life, and sometimes it is not a bad thing to be underestimated.

He repeated his practice in the evening and daytime step by step every day. Li Dahe and Zhang Xiaotian were both surprised by his huge amount of exercise that had increased during the day. This kid had worked hard enough in the past, but now he was simply trying his best.

"Xiaotian went to the gravity room again?"

Li Dahe had just taken a shower and came out of the bathroom. He felt a fresh smell on his body. Seeing that Zhang Xiaotian was no longer visible, he asked Zhang Chaoran lying on the bed.

"Yes!" Zhang Chaoran sniffed his nose and felt that the smell on Li Dahe was quite pleasant.

"This guy is simply crazy. The gravity room is where the source warriors at level 3 or above are staying. He is not even a level 1. If you continue practicing hard like this, it will not only not have any effect, but will instead lose your body." Li Dahe leaned on his bed and said dissatisfied.

"Then we can't persuade him. I think Xiaotian is a pervert. With such a large amount of training, he is so tired every day that he is as busy as a dead dog, but he is so excited after a night's sleep."

"Shut up, you're the opposite. You're so lazy as a pig, eating all day long, sleeping and eating. The "Nine-Dao Heart Method" has not yet been introduced, so why don't you practice the exercises quickly."

Li Dahe looked at Zhang Chaoran, and he always looked disgusted.

"Who am I going to provoke whom!" Zhang Chaoran muttered, and seeing that Li Dahe seemed to be angry, he hurriedly ran out with his head in his arms.

The Gravity Room is the most deserted place in the camp, and how can a group of low-level disciples who don’t even have the source power to use him?

On weekdays, only Niu Ben and a few high-level disciples of the Goshawk Association who are instructors will occasionally come to exercise. They are all warriors who are above the third level of source power, and even Luo Shixin, who are at the second level of source power, can rarely enter the gravity room to practice.

But at this time, in the most remote gravity room, a thin man with a naked upper body was sweating profusely inside.

The thin man has a dry figure, his ribs are clearly visible, and he looks like a weak cock, but if he sees the gravity multiple he turns on, he won't think so.

Three times the gravity! This is the limit that ordinary third-level source warriors can withstand, but this thin man who looked weak actually turned on three times the gravity, and it seems that he has been inside for a long time.

“…599, six hundred, six hundred…”

The thin man is Zhang Xiaotian. He is doing push-ups at this time, under three times the gravity.

The source power in the body runs rapidly in the violent movement under three times the gravity. Every time a cycle is completed, the source power will grow a little more.

“Six hundred, ninety-nine, seven hundred.”

After finishing seven hundred push-ups, Zhang Xiaotian stood up, regardless of his physical fatigue, started punching again, and finally did another set of body refining movements in "Yi Jin and Bone Forging".

A trace of source power penetrated into the body with the movements and merged into the blood, musculoskeletons. In just a few days of cultivation, his power also showed an explosive growth, which was three times higher than when he had just advanced to the first-level source power warrior.

So although he is still very thin, his bones are as hard as diamonds, and his muscles are stronger than steel bars. A terrifying force may even be difficult for the second-level source warrior to bear it.

"Damn it, I'm so hungry! The dynamic exercises of this "Da Meng Jie" consume too much calories on the body. If my boxing skills had not been effective in refining the body, I would have fainted from hunger at this time. Damn, others are getting stronger and stronger as they practice, but I'm getting thinner. What should I do?"

Recently, Zhang Xiaotian's reputation in the camp has become increasingly famous, but it is not entirely because of Luo Shixin, but because of his terrifying appetite.

Fortunately, the food on the first floor of the canteen is free and unlimited. Otherwise, with his possessions from Maoye, he would have to spend all his money for one month at most.

He also clearly remembered that when he quickly wiped out twenty portions of food alone, the crowd around him looked frightened, as if he was not seeing a human but a monster.

Luo Shixin and his gang wanted to sit with them for dinner, but after less than half a quarter of an hour, they moved their position to the farthest table. He clearly saw the cold sweat oozing out of Luo Shixin's forehead.

"If I continue practicing like this, I will become a monster! I heard from Luo Shixin that the flesh of monsters contains rich energy, so why doesn't this cafeteria supply monster meat?"

Zhang Xiaotian cursed in his heart, but he didn't think about how valuable the monsters are, and the monsters on Mengke Island have long been extinct. How could it be supplied to the lowest-level trial disciples? Even the big men on Mengke Island are difficult to enjoy.

When he walked out of the gravity room, the sky was already dark. When lunch time came, Zhang Xiaotian's eyes were glowing with green light.

...

In a three-story building in the camp, there are instructors sent by the Ghawks.

On the third floor, in Niu Ben's room, a fat man with oily skin was constantly smearing sweat from his forehead.

"Tell me, why has the canteen cost suddenly increased these days? Has someone charged the benefits that should not be collected from it? What did you say when you contracted the canteen to your house, huh?"

Niu Ben scolded the fat man with a gloomy face. Although he had some relatives with him, if he had done something to embezzle the gang funds, he would never tolerate it.

"Uncle, how dare I, how dare I? It's really a monster that has appeared in your group of disciples. He is obviously a thin man, but he eats more than a monster." The fat man said quickly.

"Don't be fooling me, can this person compare to the monster's appetite?" Niu Ben rolled his eyelids in disbelief, his eyes were like a knife, which scared the fat man trembled.

"My uncle, what I said is true. I swear to God. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate!"

"By the way, I have found out the name of that perverted thin man. His name is Zhang Xiaotian."

"Zhang Xiaotian?" Niu Ben was stunned. The name sounded familiar. "Yes, isn't this one of the three boys who completed the Gaojiazhuang mission?"

Niu Ben began to believe what his distant cousin said. After all, even lying would not be like this lie that could be broken with just one point.
Chapter completed!