That night, Zheng Feng slept for eight hours after being exhausted, and recovered a lot.

But Ding Hu was not so lucky. After hanging up the phone, he immersed himself in data sorting again.

Zheng Feng's entire training video lasted thirty-two hours. Although Ding Hu sometimes fast-forwarded to skip unimportant stages, he had to replay certain key links to dig out details bit by bit.

Therefore, Ding Hu could not speed up.

In order to stay energetic and highly focused, Ding Hu even had to inject drugs several times to boost his spirits, and used deep hypnosis technology at the real energy level, so that he only slept for five minutes of fake deep sleep, and then revived with half of his blood.

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It was not until the next morning that he had only completed one-third of the work.

However, by this time, Ding Hu had thoroughly understood the teaching process of Tong Ling and Zheng Feng.

Before, he simply thought that Zheng Feng was lucky to have an instructor like Tong Ling, but now he found that the two complemented each other in a sense.

Tong Ling's training program is indeed extreme.

It seems to be mainly based on detail induction, but the whole process is constantly testing the spirit of the trainees.

The trainees must reverse the great pain they suffer from constant death into their own keen sense of smell. To put it bluntly, the more painful it is, the angrier they are, and the angrier they are, the quicker they are.

This one rule alone will exclude almost all people who have the Fate Pact in their brains.

A normal Fate Pact holder has a reinforced "pain valve" deep in the brain.

When an emotion triggered by something exceeds the safety threshold, the valve attached to the covenant mark will close automatically to prevent the emotion from getting out of control.

No situation can defeat a human warrior. The more aroused human emotions are, the more sober and calm they will be.

This is different from the humans in the early timeline who were infiltrated and transformed into mechanical thinking by "Song of the World".

In fact, the Fate Pact amplifies and enhances the "special functions" that people already have.

The ancients who did not have the Fate Pact already had this valve.

Hundreds of years ago, people were prone to fainting when they were overly sad and angry. This was the effect of the valve, which protected the quantum storm of human brain thinking and prevented it from collapsing under too intense an impact, using fainting to give people an appropriate buffer time.

However, the covenant mark further improved the efficiency of the valve.

In short, when the emotions rose to a certain level, Zheng Feng's talent turned on another switch, which was a "switch" that most people could not have even after giving up the fate covenant mark. It represented that people's fighting sense reached another level.

His ability to judge the details of his own armor and the changes in all factors in the external environment will exceed the fastest computing speed of supercomputers, reaching the ultimate thinking of creatures under the universe.

In the words of instructor Tong Ling, it is to be able to communicate directly with the "wisdom of the universe.

" To use the description in ancient martial arts novels, it is "the unity of man and nature."

After the unity of man and nature, Zheng Feng's subconscious mind captured the temptations set by Tong Ling. He became familiar with the equipment in the constant death, strengthened various basic skills, and finally completed the transformation, mastered the skills of ultra-short-range folding and cutting, and then practiced this set of combined skills to perfection at a very fast speed.

Later, in the process of teaching NPC comrades, he verified and compared in his heart, and further improved his skill proficiency.

In this whole process, Tong Ling's guidance and Zheng Feng's talent are both indispensable.

Therefore, Tong Ling's plan is not replicable and cannot be compiled into a usable teaching material.

Fortunately, Ding Hu was able to analyze Zheng Feng's early progress details and the subsequent large amount of teaching, sort out the intensive training details from simple to difficult, from shallow to deep, and develop a step-by-step training plan.

After three days of busy work, Ding Hu, who was so tired that his cheekbones protruded, finally relieved himself and slept for sixteen hours at home. Only at Liu Weiwei's urging did he reluctantly get up from the bed.

Opening the work communication, Ding Hu's face subconsciously showed a satisfied smile.

The "Universal Training Textbook for Ultra-Short-Range Breaking and Slashing" he compiled has been highly praised by many departments, including the First Pioneer Academy, the Lieyang 3 Galaxy Education Department, the Yunding Combat Training Command, and the Imperial Military Training Department.

His senior instructor professional qualification certification was passed without him applying for it.

This means that his military rank was promoted to lieutenant colonel on the spot, and he has become the head of the armored combat training department within the academy.

Although Ding Hu is not an official fanatic, he does not covet power, and promotion does not mean getting rich, but being able to stand in a higher position always means that he can do more and participate in the training of more elite fighters, which is a great thing.

With a joyful mood, Ding Hu walked out of the door with his head held high.

At this moment, the Flying Tiger Class was in combat training, and it was led by Ding Hu's assistant. He rushed over just as the class was over.

Ding Hu decided to praise his lucky general Zheng Feng and encourage the young man to keep up the good work and provide him with more materials.

As soon as he arrived at the training room, the students inside were walking out of the simulation cabin one after another.

Ding Hu smiled and greeted the little kids who passed by.

These little kids were mature and steady. When they passed by Ding Hu, they bowed their heads respectfully and said "Hello, Teacher Ding".

Zheng Feng, who was walking in the last row, saw Ding Hu from a distance and waved his hand without any respect, "Hey! Brother Hu! I called my sister-in-law earlier, and she said you were still resting. What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Ding Hu's smile froze, "Be serious! I'm a lieutenant colonel now! You have to call me teacher or superior, not brother or sister. Be serious."

Zheng Feng shrugged, snapped his fingers, and sent a personal information card to Ding Hu.

Ding Hu glanced at it and his face changed drastically.

He saw this line of words.

"Because he has mastered three top-level advanced skills, Zheng Feng has become an S-level fighter. At the same time, due to his outstanding contribution in the field of teaching, the Yunding War Zone Command decided to award him the highest military rank that non-frontline personnel can obtain - Colonel."

Ding Hu: Damn, the official is higher than me!

So annoying!

When Ding Hu finished reading this line of words, Zheng Feng had already walked in front of him, "Brother Hu, how is it?"

Ding Hu: "Not so good!"

Just after he finished speaking, he reacted to something, "Three items? What else have you mastered besides the ultra-short-range folding and cutting?"

Zheng Feng said cheerfully: "The day before yesterday was the leak-free continuous folding, and yesterday was the chain burst of the real-energy blasting shoulder cannon. Today I have started to learn the triple space traction beam bomb array, and I should be able to practice to the top level tomorrow. How about it, Brother Hu?"

Ding Hu's mouth twitched violently, "It's... It's okay."

After saying that, Ding Hu turned around and ran.

"Brother Hu, where are you going!"

"Go to edit new textbooks! Goodbye!"

Flying in the air, Ding Hu was still doubting his life.

He didn't know what was wrong with this world.

Since the beginning of this week, after changing to a new duck-stuffing artifact, Zheng Feng seems to have a rocket launcher installed on his butt, and the speed of the advancement of his skills in all aspects is too amazing!

I just got out of your last class, and you gave me two more, are you going to let me live!

But complaining is complaining, when it comes to work, Ding Hu is happy and sad.

When he was on Earth, didn’t he come here from more than 20,000 light years just to realize his ideal?

Now he can indirectly benefit all warriors of the human race through Zheng Feng. His life has reached the top and he has no regrets.

But when he was almost busy and took a break, Ding Hu began to worry.

At Zheng Feng's current growth rate, it's a bit of a waste to always let him train in a virtual space.

Ding Hu thought that it seemed that he should find a way to let Zheng Feng participate in some higher-intensity training that is closer to real war.

He flipped through the teaching records and grinned.

The annual elementary school grade-level All-Island Unified Military Skills Competition will start next week.

Although Zheng Feng has participated before, his performance was generally unsatisfactory, and because he had not really become an elementary school student before, he could only mix in low-level competitions.

This time, it's time for Zheng Feng and his Flying Tigers comrades to go to a bigger stage and suffer a little blow.

I don't believe it. There are so many geniuses in the world, there will always be someone who can teach you a lesson. So that you don't   become

arrogant when you have achieved a little success.