"Uncle Fu!"

Wei Changsheng's face pulled down on the spot and said in a fury, "What does this mean? In the past, let alone Captain Shi and Captain Xiong, even when Captain Xiong was practicing with everyone, the food was the same! Who is this sand scorpion? The noodles are very good. Why can we enjoy such a big silver-patterned battle pig alone, and we can only eat a little pig to go into the water?"

"Has he made a great contribution to the tribe, or could he kill a top-level beast with one punch in the battle of heavenly tribulation?"

"I know him!"

An Iron Bear Blasting Team member stared at Li Yao for a long time, finally remembered it, slapped his head and shouted, "This sand scorpion joined the tribe a month ago. It is said that he fought two emperor sand scorpions in the wild, saved Wu Ma Yan, and was poisoned because of it. He was a little confused!"

"By the way!"

After saying this, another team member remembered it and sneered, "A month ago, when we tested the actual combat with the Storm Commando, Wu Mayan brought this kid to the scene to watch the game. He was frightened by a wolf-toothed thunder and sat on the ground, his face turned pale, his whole body was shaking, and he couldn't get up for a long time!"

"What!"

Wei Changsheng couldn't help laughing, "After you said this, I remembered that there seemed to be such a coward at that time. After we went back, we still talked about it for a long time?"

"Isn't it just a wolf-toothed thunder? So what if it explodes in person? We crazy bear heroes, don't even blink your eyelids! I don't know where such a timid guy came from! I didn't expect it to be him!"

"Hmph, what's so great about killing two emperor sand scorpions? If I encounter them, I will kill them all together!"

"The patriarch was too unfair about this matter. He just saved his adopted son. Even if Wu Mayan is a rare young genius in the tribe, he doesn't need to treat him like this!"

The more people talked, they became more and more angry, screaming. The door of the single-person training room opened with a "scream", as if a cold wind blew by, Li Yao was exhausted and walked out shakingly.

He was sweating profusely, his waist was hunched, and his eyes were a little distracted.

It seemed that the practice just now had completely squeezed out all the strength, and the thunder was rolling in my belly, and there was only food in my eyes. I didn't care about the noise of everyone, my nose was shaking, and I smelled the fragrance of meat, and walked towards the silver-patterned war pig.

Many Iron Bear Blasting Team members glared at him and turned a blind eye to him.

Wei Changsheng sneered and took a step abruptly, blocking between Li Yao and the Silver Pattern Fighting Pig.

Li Yao's hair was wet with sweat, hanging on his face, with a slight indifference gaze passing through the gap between his hair. He glanced at Wei Changsheng lightly.

With just one glance, the smile on Wei Changsheng's face completely frozen, as if he was in an absolute zero frozen hell, his face pale and his eyes twitched, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Li Yao silently walked around him, carried the large tray of food, staggered, dragging his front feet, and walked outward.

"Sand Scorpion. If you don't finish eating here, you still have to rush to practice below?" Fu Dong asked casually.

Li Yao didn't even have the strength to speak, nodded, and disappeared outside the door.

Everyone was shocked by an inexplicable aura. No one came out to stop him, and they watched him leave.

It was not until three seconds after he disappeared that the nearly solidified air was thawed, and everyone couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Wei Changsheng seemed to have been pinched by an invisible strange hand, his face turned pale until he was held back. He only coughed loudly and his back was covered in sweat.

horrible!

The moment I looked at each other just now was really terrible!

It was like a real giant war clan standing in front of him, staring at him with a condescending face!

As long as he makes a slight move, he will definitely be killed!

"Changsheng, what's the situation? Why didn't you stop that kid just now?"

"That guy is skinny and not even two meters away, not even your chest!"

"Why don't you hit him flat with one punch and snatch the silver-patterned war pig!"

"Damn it, we practiced day and night in the wasteland, and suffered all the torture, but we couldn't eat half of the silver-patterned war pig. Why can this young white-faced with tender skin be able to practice casually in the practice room without wind and rain? "

"Unfair! The patriarch is so unfair! We have to go to the patriarch to reason!"

The Iron Bear Blasting Team members who recovered from their senses were a little embarrassed by their retreat just now and roared angrily.

Only Wei Changsheng is still unconfused.

Fu Dong looked at these people coldly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying, "Do you think you are in the rain and killing monsters on the wasteland. Even if you suffer all the torture, even if you practice crazy, you are qualified to eat silver-patterned and pork?"

An Iron Bear Blasting Team member shouted: "This time we went out, it was a practical exercise. We broke the nests of nine monsters in one breath! I killed countless monsters! This is not crazy, what is crazy? We are not qualified to eat, who is qualified to eat!"

Fu Dong suddenly stood up and said coldly: "I said Sha Scorpion is more qualified than you. You definitely don't believe it. Then come with me to see how they practice so as not to be embarrassed to go to the patriarch."

"Look at it, what's so great about it? We have also seen his cultivation process just now. Not to mention anything else, just his grinning and desperate look, it seems that he is not a master! A real Iron Yuan man, even if one leg is bitten off by a monster, must not change his face and use the other leg to kick off the monster's big teeth!"

This sentence caused a lot of laughter, and some people applauded loudly.

Fu Dong smiled faintly and led everyone into the single-person training room.

Wei Changsheng also squeezed inside, looked around suspiciously, and murmured: "It's no different. Isn't it just a true qi lock with thirty times the pressure? Who hasn't experienced it! The weight of a squat is only 1,500 kilograms, and I can do more than ten or twenty sets at will!"

Fu Dong said expressionlessly: "First, the 1,500-kilogram squat is just the weight used when they finally recover after six or seven hours of crazy practice. I will just relax. I won't tell you how much weight they have in the extreme squat, and you won't believe it if you say it."

"Second, see clearly that the lock of someone's true qi is not thirty times, but fifty times!"

"What!"

All the Iron Bear Blasting Team members were stunned.

The impact of true qi with thirty times pressure is already the limit of ordinary qi refiners. Even experts like them are unwilling to recall the impact of true qi with thirty times pressure. What a terrible experience!

Fifty times! What is this concept?

Fu Dong smiled and said, "This set of true qi locks was processed by Sha Scorpion itself, and can stimulate the impact of true qi of up to fifty times the pressure."

"He just wore such a true qi lock and practiced for six or seven hours. Until the end, he could still complete five sets of 1,500 kilograms of squats."

"Every time I practice, there are hundreds of true balloons consumed by him!"

Everyone was an expert, and they instantly evaluated Li Yao's cultivation intensity and couldn't help but feel creepy.

Fu Dong pointed to the steel fist target in a corner of the training room again: "Why are the differences when you look at this fist target?"

Everyone was suspicious that this boxing target was made of a common metal "black rock gold" on the Iron Yuan Star, and was covered with shallow fist marks.

But this is nothing strange. When each of them bursts with all their strength, they can burst out deeper and clearer punches on the steel.

Fu Donggao said unfathomablely: "Touch and see."

Wei Changsheng didn't believe in evil, so he stretched out a finger and gently touched the surface of the fist target, his eyes widened in an instant: "It's so hot, at least several hundred degrees!"

"That's right."

Fu Dong carried his hands on his back and said, "Maybe you think that the highest level of fighting this kind of steel fist target is that every punch can be deeply sunk, making the target full of your fist marks. The deeper the punch marks, the clearer the more powerful it is."

"But the sand scorpion can convert most of the destructive power into heat energy when hitting this target. Under the bombardment, the temperature of the target has increased by 420 degrees!"

"This is the result of him wearing the true qi shackles and experiencing a few more hours of heavy loads of practice."

"I even suspect that if he eats and drinks well, accumulates energy, and has no burden and bombards with all his strength, he can directly 'melt' this boxing target alive!"

Everyone looked at each other and was dumbfounded.

Fu Dong looked at their faces and smiled and said, "Do you think his cultivation is over so simple? Tell you that the reason why he wants to build such a single-person training room is because he needs to practice in some extreme environments!"

"When you saw it just now, he was already undergoing the final relaxation and recovery. The oxygen content in the single-person training room was about 5%, which was three-quarters less than the most comfortable environment in the human body."

"And in real practice, he will drain all the air in the practice room more than once and enter a quasi-vacuum state!"

Now, Wei Changsheng and others were completely shocked.

In the vacuum, he was under the impact of true qi of fifty times the high pressure and practiced wildly!

Where did this sand scorpion appear?

"He, has he been practicing like this?"

Wei Changsheng stammered and asked, for some reason, but when he recalled Li Yao's indifferent and cold eyes, he felt a little convinced.

Fu Dong nodded, his expression was equally subtle, and he sighed, "Since you went to the wasteland to practice, he has come here every day to carry out the extreme practice that I have never thought of."

"I have been in charge of this training room for twenty or thirty years. I have seen many powerful men with iron and copper pouring. Xiong Wuji, your captain Shi Meng, and Xiong Zhenzhen from the Fierce Wind Commando, including the latest rising young genius Wu Ma Yan... they are all people with outstanding minds and strong souls, and they have experienced extremely cruel cultivation."

"But it's the first time I've seen such a crazy monster!"

"You said, how much power will those who can practice like this exert in the battle of heavenly tribulation? Are they qualified to swallow a silver-patterned war pig alone?"

Wei Changsheng was silent and suddenly put a bracelet of the true qi lock on his wrist. He gritted his teeth and unscrewed it to the limit, and the impact of the high-pressure true qi of fifty times!

"ah!"

Wei Changsheng suddenly let out a howl like a pig, as if he was hit by lightning, and fell to the ground, and jumped around like a prawn thrown into a pan, calling his mother in pain.

"No, Changsheng foamed at the mouth and was almost fainting!"

"Save people quickly!"

There was a lot of chaos in the training room. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!