Luo Hua closed his eyes and felt the world spinning for a while. For a long time, he didn't feel the cold and bone-chilling feeling of falling into an ice cave.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a familiar figure, "Brother Yun?"
Turning around and looking around, I found that I had returned to the lakeside at some point and was sitting in a wheelchair. Everything seemed to be back to before.
"Pa~"
A slap came over and Luo Hua was stunned on the spot. After a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yun He, with a bitter smile on his face and tears falling from his eyes: "Brother Yun..."
Yun He let out a breath and stared at Luo Hua, "Your brother Luo Feng worked so hard for you, is this how you repay him?"
"My brother?" Luo Hua was startled.
"I'm too lazy to explain to you idiot. If your brother comes back tomorrow, just ask him. I can only tell you that your leg is not incurable," Yun He said lightly.
"Yun, Brother Yun, you, you mean..." Hearing this, Luo Hua, who was already filled with despair, suddenly became so excited that he trembled all over and looked at Yun He in disbelief.
Yun He didn't say much. He let Luo Feng explain this matter to him. At this time, there were many people watching nearby, pointing in this direction.
Yunhe lifted the wheelchair with both hands and took Luo Hua away quickly.
…
Time passes day by day, and in the blink of an eye, two months have passed.
Early March.
Not long after the Chinese New Year, Luo Feng and his team set off to the wilderness area again.
Jiangnian Base City, inside the Extreme General Hall.
"Judging from these data, Luo Feng and Yun He are indeed very talented. Especially Luo Feng, who worked very hard. In two months, he killed more than 100,000 beast-level monsters? It's crazy enough. His junior battle
The general's strength was indeed created by himself." The special envoy from the headquarters, God of War Yang Hui, looked at the printed information in front of him and said.
"Tie Shou, have you made arrangements for Wu Tong?" Yang Hui asked.
"Wu Tong is online and can chat with you online at any time." Zhou Zhengyong, president of the Jiangnan Extreme General Association, a middle-level war god nicknamed Iron Hand, said with a smile.
Yang Hui nodded and quickly turned on the three-dimensional virtual projection instrument.
The misty light quickly formed a three-dimensional projection in the audio-visual room, and Wu Tong, director of the Yangzhou City Extreme Guild Hall, appeared directly in the audio-visual room, as if a real person was standing here. The only difference from the real person is that there is a faint trace on the surface of the body.
Halo flickers.
"Wu Tong has met the president, special envoy." Wu Tong bowed slightly.
"Um."
God of War Yang Hui nodded, "You must also know why I'm looking for you. You are the general manager of the Yangzhou City Extreme Club, and Luo Feng and Yun He live in Mingyue Community. You should be familiar with them, right?"
"Yes." Wu Tong nodded.
"First tell me all the information about Luo Feng's physical fitness and his current strength." Obviously in the heart of the God of War Yang Hui, Luo Feng is much more important than Yun He.
"yes."
A proud smile appeared on Wu Tong's face, "Luo Feng is one of the few geniuses in Yangzhou City in the past ten years. He has just turned 19 after the Chinese New Year. He has been a martial artist for more than half a year. Now, his physical fitness is: boxing strength
The weight is about 10,000kg, the speed is 129 meters per second, and the nerve reaction speed was tested one and a half months ago: medium warrior level, qualified."
"At the same time, as far as I know, Luo Feng practices the Nine-Level Thunder Sword, and he has already reached the third level during the Chinese New Year. In other words, he has mastered the third level of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword in more than half a year!
"Wu Tong sighed.
There are powerful warriors all over the world, and there are also rich warriors, and there are countless people who practice the Nine-layer Thunder Sword, but many people can't even get started.
This Luo Feng is simply a monster, so perverted.
Wu Tong shook his head and sighed, then bowed slightly: "This is what I know, some important data about Luo Feng."
"The third level of the Nine-Level Thunder Sword?" Yang Hui, the God of War who had always been calm and indifferent, suddenly changed his expression.
"Are you sure?" Yang Hui asked.
"I'm sure, I was there to witness Luo Feng's test." Wu Tong nodded affirmatively.
God of War Yang Hui and Chairman Zhou Zhengyong looked at each other.
"I'm afraid the decision from above will have to be changed." Zhou Zhengyong said with a smile.
"Where is Luo Feng now? I want to see him in person!" Yang Hui looked at Wu Tong and asked.
Wu Tong replied: "Luo Feng and his team of warriors had already set off for the wilderness area on March 1st."
"March 1st?" Yang Hui and Zhou Zhengyong couldn't help but smile at each other.
Yang Hui pointed at Zhou Zhengyong and cursed with a smile: "You insisted on dragging me there..."
I didn’t dare to say more later, Wu Tong was still there.
Zhou Zhengyong quickly changed the subject and asked Wu Tong, "Where's Yun He? Let's talk about his situation as well."
Well……
Wu Tong frowned, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't say?" Yang Hui casually picked up Yun He's information. Compared to Luo Feng, Yun He's information seemed much more ordinary.
Senior warrior.
After a month of frantic slaughter of beast-level monsters, the number is conservatively estimated to be in the tens of thousands.
Judging from this situation, he also has the strength of a junior warrior.
But he is a bit older, 21 years old.
This performance was ordinary. To be honest, Yang Hui didn't intend to pay too much attention to this Yunhe. He just asked casually as a routine matter.
Wu Tong thought about it carefully and found that there really wasn't much information about Yun He. After all, this Yun He was too... arrogant? He hid at home every day and rarely went to the wilderness area. Except for the sudden outbreak two months ago that rescued Luo Feng.
Brother, according to the onlookers at the time, he was very fast, breaking the speed of sound. He should be a junior warrior, right?
"To be honest, I don't know much about this Yunhe. He basically stays at home and rarely goes out. As far as I know, I only went to the wilderness area twice, each time for about a month. At other times,
He basically stays at home. I know limited information about him." Wu Tong shook his head and told the truth.
Yang Hui waved his hand nonchalantly, "That's it, just report it truthfully based on the information you have on hand."
…
Luo Feng obtained an assessment quota to go to the Extreme Martial Arts Headquarters and Hongning Base City Elite Training Camp, and successfully passed the B-level test and entered the God of War Preparatory Camp.
He called Yunhe specifically to tell him the good news and asked Yunhe to take care of his family.
Yun He continued to practice in Mingyue Community step by step. Many people in the community naturally compared Yun He and Luo Feng.
Both of them were geniuses signed in advance by the Extreme Martial Arts Gym. Now, more than half a year has passed, and one has quickly become a junior warrior, and has gone to the headquarters to join the God of War training camp, with a bright future. The other is still a senior warrior,
I stay in the community all day and rarely go to the wilderness area.
Many people can't help but sigh that there is a huge gap between geniuses.
Yunhe occasionally goes out for a walk and hears these gossips, but it doesn't matter at all.
correct.
I am just a salted fish.
Just follow Luo Feng, don't follow me, I just want to practice quietly and low-key.
Before System Gou's son appeared, Yun He wanted to be a salted fish. After System Gou's son appeared, Yun He completely became a salted fish.
He's the kind of old salted fish who can't stand up.
Anyway, Luo Feng is carrying everything from the front, so it's not his turn to worry about big or small things.
What are you panicking about?
Just follow behind and be obscene and develop.
Yun He was relaxing in the community, humming a ditty: I am a pickled fish, sour, vegetable and superfluous. I am a braised chicken, yellow, stuffy and rubbish~