Chapter 003

Although I fell asleep only in the middle of the night, I surprisingly was not late the next day! As soon as the time arrived, the bell for the training camp rang. I was the first to wake up, while the others in the room were still sound asleep. Once the bell rang, the entire room erupted in a flurry, with everyone quickly getting up, getting dressed, and brushing their teeth, then swiftly heading towards the training ground. I ran to the training ground with everyone else, where Instructor Li and two other instructors were already standing with their hands behind their backs. Behind them stood a row of assistant trainers. Instructor Li saw me and a flicker of disappointment crossed his eyes. I knew he was disappointed because he could not mistreat me; what a pervert! I wondered to myself if all those who have fought in underground boxing are this twisted. No, not at all, I told myself; at least I will not become like that!

We walked past the first three houses, and those boxers ran by us as if they did not see us. I noticed their well-developed muscles rhythmically contracting with each step, concealing a terrifying explosive power. My head slowly turned in time with their movements when a loud crack of a whip exploded in my ear, startling me. I quickly turned my head, and Instructor Li glared at me, shouting, "Bastard! If I speak to you again, where has your attention gone? Today is not a training day; otherwise, you would be finished! Focus your attention, do you understand? On the boxing ring, even a moment's distraction could cost you your life. Are you looking to die?" I stood there in a daze for a moment before suddenly standing at attention and loudly saying, "I'm sorry, Instructor!" Instructor Li looked at me, and his anger seemed to dissipate somewhat. He snorted and continued walking forward, saying, "Those three houses are for the instructors, and the eight behind are for you. Six people per room, and with you here, it will be just right. Follow me, and I will take you to your room."

The climate on the planet Mallorca is harsh, with sandstorms raging every evening, sweeping away all living beings, both human and animal. In such planet-wide sandstorms, there are no organisms that can survive except for the plants on m.hetushu.com. However, under these conditions, the plants on this planet have no green leaves; they have all degenerated into thorns, with well-developed root systems that penetrate deep into the planet's strata. During normal times, the daytime weather is relatively pleasant, as the thick atmosphere makes it difficult for cosmic rays to penetrate. Therefore, during the day, one can even walk outdoors without wearing a spacesuit. The composition of the planet's atmosphere is quite similar to that of Earth, with a slightly higher oxygen content, which results in the animals here being larger than those on Earth. Humans can breathe freely here without the need for oxygenators.

The morning's cross-country run of one hundred kilometers traversed ten mountain peaks and four rivers, with a stretch of ten kilometers of beach in between, looping back to the training camp. As a newcomer, I was not required to carry a load of thirty kilograms like the others, but Instructor Li informed me that such treatment could only be enjoyed for three days. During the run, I fell slightly behind the group by ten meters, just exceeding the prescribed distance. Instructor Li struck my back with a whip, tearing my shirt like paper. With a cry of pain, I stumbled but was propelled forward by three meters, then I took off in a frantic sprint to catch up with the group—his whip was truly formidable, silent in its approach, and there was no way to evade it. I fell behind a total of three times; after the third time, as long as I could still move, I would absolutely not fall behind again— the first time was one lash, the second time was two consecutive lashes almost without interruption on my back, and the third time was three lashes, leaving me with no chance to dodge. With six bloody marks on my back, I felt as if my entire body had been carved open by these six lash marks. I fell behind a total of three times; after the third time, as long as I could still move, I would absolutely not fall behind again— the first time was one lash, the second time was two consecutive lashes almost without interruption on my back, and the third time was three lashes, leaving me with no chance to dodge. With six bloody marks on my back, I felt as if my entire body had been carved open by these six lash marks.

Instructor Li grabbed me and, regardless of the circumstances, my skills on the ship are among the best. However, his formidable strength left me with no room to resist. He said to Captain Seven Fingers, "Alright, I officially take over your fighter; you may leave now!" Captain Seven Fingers nodded at me, crossed his little fingers, and made a gesture resembling a cross: "Lie Feng, practice well; as long as you have ten matches, you can realize your dream!" After saying this, he turned and left. Instructor Li scoffed, saying, "Ten matches? A dream? Hmph, is that what he told you?" The last sentence was directed at me. I nodded and said, "I want a pirate ship!" Instructor Li nodded: "The earnings from ten top-tier boxing matches would indeed be enough for you to buy a decent pirate ship, but how many people can actually reach the top-tier boxing matches? By the time you get there, it probably won't just be a matter of ten matches..." There was a hint of regret in his words. I was somewhat confused and was about to ask him, but he waved his hand: "It's getting late; let's go! If we don't leave soon, we won't be able to escape when the sandstorm comes!"

Instructor Li led me and others back along a barely discernible path, crossing a canyon and climbing over two not particularly high peaks. After about half an hour, a row of sparse houses came into view. The low houses were all constructed from massive stones, arranged three in front and eight behind, with a few more located over a hundred meters away from these main buildings. To the left of the entire cluster of houses were two spacecraft parked, similar in size to the "Killer Bee". The entire base was surrounded by tall barbed wire. In the open square in front of the houses, under the fading light of the Fide star, a group of boxers was running in circles, sweat streaming down their necks, with beads of perspiration glistening as they reflected the light of the star, visible even from a distance. Is this the famous "Mallorca Planet Training Camp"? I looked at Instructor Li in confusion. Sensing my bewilderment, he smirked, his eyes glinting with a cold light: "What do you think a black market boxer training camp would look like? Resplendent and magnificent? This is already quite good; among training camps in the entire universe, the facilities here are relatively complete—after all, the lives of boxers are the least valuable and most expendable!"

Returning to the training camp, the assistant trainers had already set up a row of barbells on the training ground. Instructor Li cracked the whip loudly and shouted, "Hurry up, two hours! If you don't finish, there will be no breakfast, only my whip!" I walked over with everyone else and picked up a barbell that gleamed from wear. To be honest, although I had practiced some combat martial arts with Uncle Brandon before and had undergone systematic physical training, Uncle Brandon was even stricter than the average coach. However, compared to here, it was truly a world apart. With two hundred kilograms of weight pressing down on me, I felt exhausted after the seventh squat. An hour had passed, and I had only completed fifty. I saw a glint in Instructor Li's eyes—a glint reminiscent of a beast spotting its prey. I knew he was waiting for the moment an hour later when I would fail to meet the quota. At that time, his whip would come at me from all directions with an unavoidable speed. I could not let him succeed, not for any other reason, but because I could not swallow this humiliation!

I stared at him without blinking, straining to lift the barbell, performing squat after squat. Instructor Li seemed to perceive my gaze as that of a dying prey struggling for survival; a faint smile graced his face, and an unexpected excitement shone in his eyes. This pervert! I cursed inwardly, unable to comprehend how he had become this way

291 ... ... , 292 ... ... , 293 ... ... , ... ... 327 ... ... , 328 ... ... I looked at him defiantly, straining to lift the barbell time and again, sweat streaming down my cheeks, forming little streams on my neck! Instructor Li glanced at the clock; I didn't know the time, but I could see his face. Suddenly, Instructor Li smiled, and my heart sank: it was over! Sure enough, he raised his wrist, and the hour hand was already pointing at 8. "Toot!" He blew the whistle in his mouth. Instructor Li looked at the clock; I didn't know the time, but I could see his face. Suddenly, Instructor Li smiled, and my heart sank: it was over! Sure enough, he raised his wrist, and the hour hand was already pointing at 8. "Toot!" He blew the whistle in his mouth, and everyone who had not finished stopped www.hetushu.com. I had no time to count how many people had not completed their tasks because Instructor Li's whip was already coming down on me with a heavy shadow.

I live in the room on the far right, which already has five people in it. This place was originally the residence of the best boxers. The previous tenant just graduated and moved out to become a boxer, leaving the bed available for me. Instructor Li brought me into the room and pointed to the innermost empty bed, saying, "That spot is yours, and the restroom is at the far left of this row of houses." I went over to put my things down, and Instructor Li said, "Take this opportunity to rest well; you won't have such leisure time again in the future!"

The entire night, I spent in silence, the room enveloped in utter stillness. As soon as they returned and had dinner, they immediately collapsed into bed, diving into their thick sleeping bags and falling into a deep sleep. I could tell they were all very tired. I lay alone in bed, my hands resting under my head, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep. In the middle of the night, the sandstorm revealed its power, with the howling wind and sand striking the walls with a loud crack, sounding like raindrops hitting leaves. I felt the entire house tremble in the sandstorm, the cold wind rushing in through the stone-built walls, making me curl up in a ball. In the latter half of the night, the sandstorm gradually subsided, and I slowly fell asleep, curled up in my sleeping bag.

After Instructor Li left, I carefully examined the room: six meters long and four meters wide, just enough to fit three bunk beds and a freshwater synthesizer. I organized my belongings, made my bed, and lay down; the others were training on the playground outside, leaving me alone in the room. I looked around, noticing that there was no one in the dormitory. The restroom was still the most primitive kind, with one urinal and three latrines—it's astonishing that such toilets still exist in this modern age; I had only seen them in historical films before coming here. I returned to the dormitory, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling, contemplating the future grueling training and how I would enjoy my wealth once I made a fortune. I dozed off in a daze. In my dream, I successfully defeated my opponent and became the new generation's demon king. I bought a villa for Uncle Brandon at the most famous Blue Water Beach on the planet Moonfall, allowing him to enjoy his twilight years. I had my own pirate ship, far more powerful than the "Killer Bee"—its main cannon could easily destroy the highest-level battleship "Dragon Scale" of the universe's top security company, Dragon Scale Guards, with a single shot.

I walked silently, lowering my head as I followed Instructor Li into the training camp. As we walked, Instructor Li spoke, arranging my training for the future: "You just arrived today, rest for the night, and tomorrow morning train with everyone. Wake up at 5:00 AM for a 100-kilometer cross-country run. If you can't keep up with the group, you won't be allowed to have breakfast and will receive fifty lashes as punishment! Then, there will be five hundred weighted squats with a load of 200 kilograms, to be completed within two hours. Breakfast will be at 8:00 AM, followed by a ten-minute rest. At 8:30 AM, we will gather for the instructor to teach combat techniques, followed by group practice. Lunch will be at 12:00 PM, and after a half-hour rest, training will continue at 1:00 PM. Senior students will engage in field combat, while new students will continue with physical training and combat practice. Your instructor will provide you with the specific details." He turned to look at me: "I know that new boxers often struggle to adapt, but..." At some point, a whip had appeared in his hand. With a crack, he flicked the whip into the air, producing a sharp sound: "I will make you accustomed to it—don't be late tomorrow morning!"

I was awakened from a deep slumber by a commotion; my roommates had returned. One by one, they entered the room, and I extended my hand, saying, "Hello, I am new here, my name is Lie Feng." They seemed to have not heard my words, walking past with their heads down, leaving me feeling awkwardly frozen in place. The last person, a Black man, passed by me without looking up and said in a low voice, "We don't need to know your name, because one day we will meet in the ring, and at that time, we will kill you without mercy." I was stunned