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Arena.
When Qin Chi's figure disappeared at the corner leading to the elevator hall, Zhao Feng stood outside the door for a while before limping towards the same direction.
As we approached the corner, there was a murmur in the corridor ahead.
"The guy just now was too strong. He beat a B-level superpower to the point of being helpless with just a B-level sword."
"I like the sword he thrust into Snow Wolf's forehead the most. It was so fast. If you post this pose on the forum, men will have to lick the screen."
"It's a pity that we signed a confidentiality agreement and we were not allowed to take pictures in the arena."
"Snow Wolf's mental body is actually quite handsome, but it's a pity that the main body is useless. How crazy are you talking? No matter how miserable you are, you will lose."
"Come on, please keep your voice down. No matter how miserable you are, you are still a B-level player. You can't beat the big guy. Be careful that he will take it out on you."
"What are you afraid of? The big guy can kill you with just one kick. The wall was broken by the kick, and his calf bones were probably rotten.
He was hiding in the arena and he
must have called the therapist. There was a burst of chaotic footsteps, and the surroundings became quiet again.
Only Zhao Feng was left standing on this side of the corner, his face gloomy and his teeth clenched.
Suddenly, his dark pupils turned into ice blue wolf eyes, and his sharp fangs stretched out wildly, forcing Zhao Feng to instinctively open his lips.
The fangs scratched his lower lip, and the pain brought back Zhao Feng's reason, which was almost burned by anger.
The whole process only lasted five or six seconds. Zhao Feng touched his lips and saw the blood on his fingertips, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.
Where did the blood come from?
Strange as it was, it was a minor injury that was not worth paying attention to. Zhao Feng's mind was immediately occupied by strong emotions such as shame, anger, and anger.
Taking the elevator to the lobby on the first floor of the arena, Zhao Feng glanced at the signs everywhere and found the clinic.
The Arena of the Second Ring was staffed by C-level therapists. It was estimated that it would take twenty minutes to heal Zhao Feng's broken calf bones. The fastest way to heal Zhao Feng's calf bones was because the other party saw that Zhao Feng looked too bad and decided to go all out.
Zhao Feng lay on the treatment bed like a dead man.
The middle-aged male therapist was afraid of his aura and chose to release his spiritual body. A green isatis root was attached to Zhao Feng's red and swollen right calf.
Zhao Feng's eyes finally moved, staring at the isatis root next to his calf, but his memory returned to the military academy a few years ago.
Starting from their sophomore year, students in the therapy department had practical classes, which were about helping combat students who were injured during combat training.
Every time he was matched with Xu Qiao's class, Zhao Feng would deliberately get injured and rush to find Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao didn't want to treat him, but others didn't dare to offend him. In order to get the points for the practical class, Xu Qiao had to help with a cold face.
Xu Qiao didn't want to touch him, he just released his spiritual body every time.
No matter how good-tempered she usually is, her mental body is as unruly as she throws the big lotus leaves on him with a "snap", and then unfolds other leaves to block Xu Qiao's face.
Zhao Feng likes to look for her through the lotus leaves. With her fair face, clear eyes, and sometimes just a glimpse of her delicate earlobes, Zhao Feng can't help but laugh.
He knew that Xu Qiao hated him, but he just liked Xu Qiao. Even if her eyes were full of hatred, at least she was looking at him and he saw her.
However, just now, he had lost three games in a row and was no longer qualified to find her.
Ping An Community.
At 8:30 in the evening, Qin Chi dropped Xu Qiao off at the intersection leading to the fifth building.
The throbbing caused by watching the game finally subsided after a dinner. Xu Qiao thanked him again and rode away first.
The lights were still on in the living room of 101. Lu Yang was sitting on the sofa. There was a large tray on the coffee table. There was a log in the middle of the tray. A palm-long carving knife was suspended around the log, chipping away bit by bit. with wood.
This is Lu Yang's own idea of a way to exercise his mental strength. The three meals are too short. He doesn't have so many ingredients at other times, and the sound of chopping vegetables may disturb the residents upstairs. Cutting wood is much more convenient and safe. control.
Lu Yang thought that when he could carve a lifelike flower in this way, it would probably prove that his mental power had already achieved some success.
"Today was fine. I just worked overtime for more than three hours and came back." Lu Yang tilted his head and greeted Xu Qiao.
Xu Qiao looked at the tray on the coffee table and praised: "The progress has been very fast, and the wood chips cut off are more even."
As soon as he finished praising, Lu Yang's newly cut piece was surprisingly thick.
Xu Qiao: "I can't concentrate well. I'll be distracted by complimenting you."
Lu Yang's earlobes turned red.
There was the sound of vehicles driving outside the window. Lu Yang glanced at it and said casually: "Teacher Qin has been having a lot of dinners recently. It's only been half a month, and this is the second time."
Xu Qiao felt a sudden thought and subconsciously helped Qin Chi. Making excuses: "He has been at the base for so long, and he will definitely have more and more friends to have dinner with. I'm going to rest, and you should go to bed early."
Lu Yang: "Yeah."
Xu Qiao went back to the bedroom, and after taking a shower , she leaned on the bedside and browsed the forum, and there was a hot post on the home page with the title: [Surprise! The berserker instantly killed the B-level snow wolf with one move, without using any superpowers the whole time! 】
Xu Qiao was indeed shocked, her heart beat faster and her palms became sweaty as she entered the post.
Poster's nickname: Monkey who loves to draw.
Xu Qiao was familiar with this nickname. He had posted several red posts in the past, all of which were comic-style retellings of real events. They were either funny, exciting or bloody.
He should be one of the several superpowers watching the battle with Xu Qiao. This time, he vividly described the three competitions between Qin Chi and Zhao Feng in the form of comics.
The painting style is exquisite. Although there is no trace of Zhao Feng or Qin Chi on the faces of the two protagonists, they are both handsome and their clothes have been changed into combat uniforms. He also matched the dialogue between the two, which may not be the original sentences, but the essence was expressed.
Xu Qiao nervously scratched the line where Zhao Feng mentioned her first.
Werewolf: [If it weren’t for Xiaomei, I would be willing to admit defeat now, but I have been chasing her for ten years...]
Xu Qiao: ...
Looking further down, the two sentences Qin Chi mentioned about her were omitted by the poster. .
While breathing a sigh of relief, Xu Qiao guessed that the poster might be afraid that leaking specific information would cause trouble to Zhao Feng or Qin Chi, who would then find him to settle the score. As it is now, Qin Chi's personal information has not been revealed at all. The Snow Wolf spiritual body is quite special, but the Zhao Feng family is not the only one in the entire southeast base who has the Snow Wolf spiritual body, especially Zhao Feng's age and "pursuing Xiaomei for ten years" "It's completely inappropriate.
All the superpowers who posted the thread were discussing the authenticity of this kind of battle. Even if there were a few who were curious about the identity of the protagonist, no one answered.
While Xu Qiao was scrolling, there was a new message in the group chat. It turned out to be a link to this post forwarded by Sun Fushan.
Xu Qiao, the only one willing to accompany him to eat melon, pretended not to see it for the first time.
Meng Li, who was somewhat interested in this kind of technical post, bubbled: [If it is true, that big guy is very strong, and his physique is definitely better than that of a B-level alien beast. ]
Sun Fushan: [I showed it to my grandfather. He said that graduates of the Third Ring Special Police University can develop the physique of C-level superpowers. C-level superpowers can also achieve the physical fitness mentioned in the post by adhering to the same training method. That big shot's physique is rare, but not impossible. 】
Grandpa also said that if his mental level stayed at level B, grandpa would consider sending him to a special police college! Sun Fushan didn't believe that his grandfather could be so ruthless, but he scared its mental body to death. If it weren't for the fact that the mental body couldn't exist independently of the superpower, Sun Fushan seriously doubted that his little green turtle would run away from home.
Meng Li: [I remember that some experts proposed to implement this kind of training method in military academies before, but it was rejected because of the collective boycott of the military academies. ]
Sun Fushan: [It’s me and I resist. Superpowers and weapons are enough to kill alien beasts. Ordinary people have no choice but to become stronger. They have to develop their body’s limits. This is completely helpless. If you put it in a military academy and sign up voluntarily, it's fine. But if all military students are forced to practice, who can stand it? Meng Li: [
In the end, it is a matter of willpower. Willpower has a threshold. Except for a few people who can continuously break through, forcing it on most people will only cause serious side effects. 】
Sun Fushan: 【 It’s rare to see you typing so many words. ]
Meng Li: [No more chatting, see you on Saturday. ]
Sun Fushan: [...@Xu Qiao, where is the person? ]
Xu Qiao first prepared the homemade ice training ground, then took a photo and sent it: [I am on the way to becoming stronger. 】
Sun Fushan: 【Your mental body is really good. I can train it myself. If I let my mental body cooperate, it will only shrink its head. 】
Xu Qiao sent a good night emoticon and actually went to practice.
Developing physical limits is not suitable for her. She can only work hard to challenge the limits of using water powers.
In the center area, in an independent villa.
Zhao Feng's team has been living together, including Chu Ling, who has just been married, and only goes home occasionally. The reason he gave his teammates was: "I'm pregnant, what should I do when I go back?"
Tonight, Zhao Feng came back directly Went back to the room and didn't show a single face.
Chu Ling and the four of them were smoking, playing cards and drinking in the basement.
During the break, a teammate opened up the forum and clicked on the popular post of "Monkey Who Loves Drawing". He watched it with gusto and laughed. Then he suddenly stopped laughing. He called Chu Ling and the others and stuttered. Said: "This werewolf, can't he be our captain?"
They all know that the captain must be looking for Xu Qiao when he rides that cool new motorcycle. Even if Xu Qiao continues to reject the captain, the captain will not be gloomy. Face, unless the captain suffered a big loss in the second ring.
Just as Chu Ling was about to call his newlywed wife Yu Zhu, a clear wolf howl suddenly came from upstairs.
The four teammates immediately ran outside.
The moment he returned to the living room, the howling of the wolf disappeared, but the sound of window glass being smashed with great force came from the third floor, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
The four teammates rushed towards the yard again.
The moonlight was like water, illuminating a burly figure beside the wall of the villa, two meters tall, with wolf ears, blue eyes, and fangs. His overly muscular chest burst into black pajamas, and the pajamas clearly belonged to Zhao Feng.
When Chu Ling and the four others were shocked and stunned on the spot, Zhao Feng, who had really turned into a werewolf, also locked onto the four of them, let out a short howl from his throat, and suddenly lowered his body, his hands with sharp claws on the ground, his waist The limbs are arched, ready to go.
Chu Ling reacted very quickly: "He doesn't know us now, come together and knock him out before we talk!"
The four teammates, including the healer, are both B-level combat types. Although Zhao Feng is the most powerful one in the team, They couldn't last long with the four of them joining forces.
As an earth brick hit the back of his head, Zhao Feng fell over and lay motionless on the ground for about two minutes. His limbs quickly returned to normal, and the symptoms of wolf transformation on his head disappeared.
Chu Ling and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but their eyes also showed heavy worry.
What's going on?
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