"He really is a brute!"
Xue Nuo stretched out his body, his small joints cracking, even more unconvinced, but he still obediently stood aside, making way for Meng Laode.
This puzzled Fang Zong greatly. Logically speaking, Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo were both high-ranking military officers parachuted in from above, and their strength alone showed that they were exceptionally powerful.
He weighed 3,400 pounds, which was his limit. Despite his small arms and legs, he only broke out in a light sweat and his complexion returned to normal after moving around.
Yet even such a powerful figure held the old fox in high esteem.
"Xiao Zong, your strength has already surpassed the level of a sub-god-level support, and you are among the top warriors with sub-god-level potential." Old Meng praised.
"It just increases my strength a bit, it's just brute force," Fang Zong said modestly.
Meng Laode flipped through the documents and laughed, "Your Dragon Yang Qi is a fourth-level technique. Reaching this level is quite remarkable. Xiao Zong, I wonder if your technique has any other effects?"
Fang Zong thought for a moment: "It's for exorcising evil spirits; it can burn ghosts."
"That's even better!" Old Meng was clearly very satisfied, and he pinched his long white eyebrows: "Generally speaking, each method has some other effects besides strengthening a certain aspect. Your Dragon Yang Qi has steadily reached the potential of a sub-god, so I won't go into details. Next, we need to test your speed, that is, the speed boost to your body brought about by the derailment impact."
As he spoke, Meng Laode led Fang Zong to a 30-meter-long track and pointed to it: "Get on it. Remember, you can only run at full speed. When you can't keep up with the speed, then use the derailment ramming technique."
"Okay." Fang Zong stepped onto the tracks.
Suddenly, the track started moving, and Fang Zong realized that the track, which was level with the ground, was actually a high-tech treadmill.
As his speed increased, he unconsciously quickened his pace as well.
The wind started to whistle, and this treadmill perfectly simulated the air resistance at high speed, 100% replicating real running!
While operating the tablet, Meng Laode said, "Each method has a certain impact on speed, strength, and destructive power. It's hard to distinguish exactly, but testing these three can show a person's potential index and growth potential. Xiao Zong, as long as you reach the speed limit, you'll at least be a support character with the potential of a quasi-god!"
"Tch, there aren't many near-god-level support characters in the whole country. He's just a human-shaped tyrannosaurus!" Xue Nuo insisted on his point of view.
Li Xiaoran followed beside him, seemingly lost in thought, his cold eyes flickering.
She stared at Fang Zong, specifically at his thighs that were swinging back and forth.
"Whoosh!" The wind is blowing.
The tracks are moving faster and faster.
This was the first time Fang Zong had ever run so fast. The muscle fibers in his legs burst forth with unparalleled power, his blood was boiling, and every cell seemed to have its potential unleashed, making a joyful sound.
My mind was floating, as if I were flying, and my body felt like it was being flung out every second, soaring through the clouds, experiencing an extreme level of exhilaration.
Finally, I'm really going to be left behind.
Fang Zong felt that his steps could no longer keep up with the speed of the tracks. After retreating three meters, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"The Method - Derailment and Impact!"
Suddenly, Fang Zong roared into the sky like a tank!
"Hey, we're about to crash! I can't bear to look!" Xue Nuo covered her face with a grin.
But his eyes peeked out from between his fingers, gleaming mischievously, as he watched Fang Zong bury his head in the gym ceiling.
But at this moment, Fang Zong rotated downwards, shouting, "Hovering ability, derailment impact—second stage!"
So, Xue Nuo stared in disbelief as Fang Zong bumped into him and came back?
Yes, he really did crash back!
With a loud thud, Fang Zong landed beside the crowd. The hard ground collapsed, creating a large, spiderweb-shaped crater. Several men and women who had come to join the fun but lacked the strength were thrown into the air by the deformed ground and fell flat on their faces.
"Hehe, sorry, I lost control. Are you all alright?" Fang Zong helped one of them up.
“They’re not that delicate,” Meng Laode said, waving his hand before looking at the tablet in his hand.
Then... "Holy crap!" Xue Nuo glanced at him and couldn't help but exclaim.
"We've struck gold!" Old Meng's sly eyes gleamed with astonishment.
Li Xiaoran, standing beside her, instantly straightened her delicate body, her large, cold eyes filled with disbelief.
"Drip, drip, drip~" The gym was quiet, but suddenly the sound of sweat dripping down could be heard.
The temperature here is just right; it's practically a high-tech gym that adjusts the temperature based on the amount of sweat emanating from people and simulates the most pleasant breeze from nature.
But at this moment, many people had cold sweat on their foreheads.
The tablet calmly displayed the data, but the data was far too frightening.
Average speed: 6 seconds for 100 meters;
Top speed: 30 meters per second!
"Tyrannosaurus Rex, no, my dear Xiao Zong, is your derailment collision really just a second-level technique?" After a moment of stunned silence, Xue Nuo immediately changed his form of address.
Old Meng also looked over. Even though he was old and experienced, he couldn't believe that this was a blessing that a second-level method could bring!
With an average speed of 6 seconds for the 100 meters, he has completely crushed the world champion's 9-plus seconds. Meng Laode didn't check the exact time, nor did he care.
but!
Even for a speed-type warrior, when the technique is only at the second level, a normal sprint would only take a maximum of 6 seconds per meter! Fang Zong's strength is not only at the level of a potential sub-god-level warrior, but his speed is also at that level!
What's even more terrifying is that Fang Zong is a support character!
Neither of these two methods is Fang Zong's main method!
"I've struck gold!" This was the only thought in Old Meng's mind, echoing repeatedly.
At this moment, Li Xiaoran took a deep breath and calmed down slightly, saying, "The derailment impact has two stages, and it also has the effects of impact and knockback. In addition, Fang Zong can remove ghost energy and has a healing method to suture limbs. He is definitely a support with the potential of a sub-god."
He then looked at Fang Zong and extended his hand: "Would you like to team up with us?"
"Sister Xiaoran!" Xue Nuo was unwilling. Fang Zong was a human-shaped tyrannosaurus!
"I'll make the decision," Li Xiaoran said firmly, his cold eyes even casting a glance at him.
When her gaze met Li Xiaoran's, Xue Nuo blinked, her pouting lips snapped shut, and as she looked at Fang Zong, she couldn't help but lick her lips.
It's strong, fast, not fragile, and can withstand pressure.
Thinking about Fang Zong's characteristics, Xue Nuo suddenly realized that this wasn't just a support character with the potential of a quasi-god; Fang Zong was a support character who was close to a god, with no question about his potential!
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