Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The rhythm of breathing, also known as the rate of breathing, was extremely easy to understand. In the current era, the innate ability of breathing had long since been used in the path of life.    

    

Even in the army, many military gymnastics have similar applications, such as three short and one long, three deep and one deep breathing rhythm training, so it is not surprising.    

    

After Zhang Yang explained in detail, the baldy and the others quickly understood. However, they did not realize that something was amiss, nor did they pay too much attention to it.    

    

However, when they actually move according to the rhythm of their breathing, they realize how perverted they are.    

    

Compared to the rhythm of his breathing, the 810 movements in the Extreme Body-forging Arts and the continuous training that he did for more than ten hours earlier were like child's play.    

    

Similar to before, although the first three sets of movements combined with breathing rhythm were difficult, most people could barely complete it.    

    

From the fourth group, everyone felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.    

    

Extreme Body-forging Arts's movements had always been one of increasing difficulty, and at the same time doing so, it had to be synchronized with the rhythm of one's breathing.    

    

Dizzy, chest stuffy, retching, choking...    

    

When the fifth set of movements were synchronized with the rhythm of their breathing, many people were already suffering from severe hypoxia. It was as if they had fallen into a vacuum, their bodies on the verge of collapse.    

    

The first one to react was a big guy called Tia Xiong. He was tall and sturdy, appearing somewhat clumsy. Although he worked hard, he didn't have the foundation of professional training. He clenched his teeth and completed the nine sets of movements earlier.    

    

"No, I can't. I, I can't take it anymore …"    

    

Tia Xiong's face was pale and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground like a half-broken black pagoda. He was like a dead fish that had just been fished out of the sea, only leaving behind heavy gasps.    

    

"Too abnormal, I …"    

    

Before he finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind pass by, mixed with a crackling sound. The big bloke raised his head in fear and saw a shadow of a whip descend from the sky.    

    

Immediately after, his body went numb as he felt a pain that felt as if his flesh and blood were about to be torn apart. He cried out miserably as such a huge body was lashed by a whip that was more than ten meters away.    

    

Tia Xiong's head felt dizzy as he saw a expressionless figure standing in front of him.    

    

"Yang, Elder Brother Yang, let me rest for a bit. I-I can't hold on any longer."    

    

As soon as he said that, the whistling sound of the whips could be heard again. That crackling sound made his scalp tingle, and then he felt the heart-wrenching pain of his flesh being torn apart, as if a knife-like stream of air was flowing through his flesh.    

    

After seven or eight continuous whips, the big guy finally understood. He no longer begged for mercy and did not dare to speak anymore. He dragged his body that was about to collapse, along with a burning pain, he continued to work on the Extreme Body-forging Arts's rhythm of breathing.    

    

The second one who couldn't hold on anymore was one of Immortal Sanatorio, Lv Chao.    

    

This time, everyone understood Zhang Yang's ruthlessness. After a fierce slap, he knocked Lv Chao unconscious and then woke him up. Then … Lv Chao obediently did the breathing rhythm training again.    

    

As the difficulty of the actions increased, the difference between the physiques and willpower of the crowd was soon apparent. Two fellows wanted to take advantage of the crisis to get lazy, but what they got in return was a life threatening whip.    

    

Everyone was in a miserable state. Their hearts were filled with regret. A whip, ah, a whip … Back then, when they bought it, they chose it again and again …    

    

No one could escape Zhang Yang's Fiery Eyes of Truth. No one could understand why Zhang Yang suddenly became so heartless, akin to a demon.    

    

The next day, all sixteen of the hooligans had the honor of enjoying a whip that seemed to be able to break the soul.    

    

He could knock a person out and then wake them up with pain.    

    

Even Zhang Yang's trusted aides, including the baldy, Yellow Hair, and the wretched man, were not spared. They fainted six times from the beatings, then woke up six times from the beatings.    

    

For the entire day, none of the sixteen were spared, especially the bald man and the other two, who were heavily cared for. They would be unconscious again and again, dozens of times.    

    

This time, everyone was afraid. No one dared to be lazy, and no one dared to say that they couldn't hold on. No one dared to lie on the ground for no reason at all.    

    

They would rather refine themselves alive than to receive the Devil Whip from Zhang Yang!    

    

On this day, everyone experienced Zhang Yang's heartlessness and coldness.    

    

On this day, each of them passed out at least ten times.    

    

Today, they only ate once. Moreover, it wasn't even a box of rice that was half full. Then, they soaked themselves in the medicinal bath for two hours before continuing their training.    

    

In Zhang Yang's words, they don't need to rest and eat? Yes, one meal is enough.    

    

However, from the beginning of the second day, they realized that this was only the beginning of their nightmare. They were dizzy and their heads were dizzy. Their entire bodies were tired, weak, and suffocating …    

    

But even so, no one dared to take a deep breath and continued to train with the Extreme Body-forging Arts.    

    

On this day, everyone had been slapped until they had fainted at least fifteen times. The three of them continued to receive special care.    

    

"If I were to see anyone's actions, even if it's just a single time, I will make it so that all of you are not like this!"    

    

Zhang Yang's cold voice resounded in everyone's mind. Right now, he was the devil in everyone's hearts. No one dared to doubt his words, let alone question or provoke him.    

    

Because they had already experienced what it meant to live rather than die.    

    

On the third day, after a meal and two hours of bathing, there was no rest.    

    

What did it mean to be ravaged by both the physical and the soul? Everyone was already deeply aware that whenever they had other thoughts, they would hear them crackling in a certain direction. Any thoughts they shouldn't have had were immediately strangled without a trace.    

    

On the fourth day, someone finally collapsed.    

    

The few of them tried their best to resist, but even so, they could not say that it was resistance. They only prayed that they could withdraw from the training.    

    

However, what came in exchange was a series of crackling sounds and miserable howls that sounded like the lungs were split open.    

    

Thus, some wanted to run away while others began to feign death …    

    

In the end, they discovered to their shock that even feigning death wasn't that easy.    

    

It was better to live than to die, it was better to live than to die!    

    

That night, Zhang Yang suddenly announced something. Everyone immediately fell into despair.    

    

"Today, everyone must complete the eighth set of movements. If one person fails, there will be no food, no bathing, and no sleeping, each person will receive thirty lashes …"    

    

Destroy … completely collapse!    

    

Screams, screeches!    

    

Only the painful howls of collapse could reflect their current feelings. Every time they saw the deep smile on Zhang Yang's devilish face, their hearts would fiercely beat and they would subconsciously want to faint.    

    

Four in the morning.    

    

Yellow Hair looked up, his black hair was like a chicken's nest, there was no trace of blood on his sallow face, his eyes were bloodshot and blank, his expression was indifferent, and his dry lips were slightly opened and closed.    

    

His heart was filled with regret. Why did he have to come here in such a hurry to train? This was simply f * cking suicidal.    

    

He looked up at Zhang Yang, who was sitting on the chair and happily eating the chicken leg, and asked, "Yang, Elder Brother Yang, I really can't take it anymore. Give me, give me some food, one bite …" "You can even take a sip of water."    

    

Seeing Zhang Yang slowly put down the chicken leg, then gently picking up the whip beside him and waving his right hand, a crackling sound came out. Wu Tie's dazed eyes immediately became clear, followed by endless fear.    

    

"Ah …" "Elder Brother Yang, I was just talking in my sleep. I said, I was wrong. Bro, I, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it …"    

    

Crack! Crack! Crack!    

    

The surroundings became silent.    

    

After a moment, the baldy who had not eaten for a day and a night and was cared for by others finally collapsed. Whether it was his body or his soul, he could no longer endure such a horrifying and extreme ravage.    

    

"Elder Brother Yang, I can't take it anymore, ah!"    

    

Zhang Yang walked over slowly. Then, accompanied by the crisp sound of the wind, his bald head was whipped a dozen meters away. He stared blankly at Zhang Yang and almost cried.    

    

"Elder Brother Yang, you might as well kill me!"    

    

"Alright, then I'll kill you!"    

    

Zhang Yang Sen's cold voice came, but no one dared to look at him at this time. They could only hear the crackling sound of ten minutes, mixed with an inhuman scream. The sound became fainter and fainter until it was completely silent.    

    

Everyone who saw and heard this felt their hearts turn cold. A wave of fear that originated from their souls instantly spread to the back of their heads.    

    

"..."    

    

While the baldy group was undergoing hellish training, the outside world was not calm either.    

    

The entire Qinghai City was unleashed in a fierce internal battle, and the death of the vice president of Hua Tuo Pharmaceutical Industry Qinghai Branch, Zhang Jun, was the trigger for this fierce fight.    

    

When the Municipal Bureau police of the provincial hall heard this, they immediately took action. As long as there were idle personnel in society with a criminal record, all of them would be investigated, and many would be arrested one after the other, still going through the same principle. There would be a large number of arrests, sentencing, labour training, and a large number of urban hukou.    

    

In addition, a number of cadres within the system had also fallen, either to be investigated, to get to the bottom of it, or to be jailed.    

    

To this, the citizens applauded and cheered. In this storm, Hua Tuo Pharmaceutical Industry could be said to be heavily implicated. The reason for Zhang Jun's death was spread all over the place, and all kinds of versions flew in the air.    

    

Some said it was to deal with Zhang Jun alone, because many of his bodyguards came from underground black boxers, so they suffered some unknown revenge.    

    

There were also some people who said they were targeting Hua Tuo Pharmaceutical Industry. After all, on the surface, this enormous being looked incomparably shiny, but in the business competition, it used quite a few other shameful methods.    

    

However, for those within the system, what they saw was a completely different scene.    

    

After all, if one wanted to survive in the government, there was no need to talk about innocence, naturalness and kindness. On the surface, it was an immature performance, but on the surface, it was a smiling face and had ulterior motives.    

    

In short, regardless of what the inside story was, its appearance was still incomparably brilliant, and the hearts of the people were all set on it.    

    

In an instant, the entire Qinghai City sky was clear and orderly. Let alone those hooligans who frequently wandered the streets, even a mouse could not be seen.