Lao Li looked at the door of the spiritual pressure room and tapped the wall unconsciously with his fingers.
The uneasy feeling always enveloped him!
But, what can he do at this time?
You can't rush into the reiatsu room and catch those two boys, right?
Is there really anything to say? What if there is nothing?
I can't tell those two boys that I felt something was wrong, so I took you out.
Nonsense!
No, no!
It was wrong from the beginning!
What does it mean to really have something to say?
If there is anything, then it's over.
This is the territory of other scientific research institutes!
Three stacks of them are not enough for others to fight.
He looked at the time and found that just over twenty minutes had passed.
"So slow!"
…
"alright!"
The dean looked at the instrument in front of him, smiled slightly, and murmured: "Ten thousand pounds of pressure, Wu Zu's record, come on, little guy, let me see if you can surpass Wu Zu."
"Crack!"
With the dean's control, the pressure in the spiritual pressure room began to increase again.
Fang Qingyun, who had just raised his spirit by one point, groaned, with a flash of violence in his eyes.
"I don't know who it is, but don't give me a chance!"
The dean didn't gain much, just 100 pounds.
He felt that Fang Qingyun should have reached his limit.
At this time, even a slight increase will cause great pain.
This sentence is not wrong, Fang Qingyun is almost lying on the ground.
However, I can grit my teeth and persevere.
After the dean gained 100 pounds, he began to collect Fang Qingyun's data, including his current strength, muscle tremors, and breathing frequency.
After summarizing, he was surprised to find that Fang Qingyun had not reached his limit yet.
"Interesting, really interesting."
The dean took out his tea set, slowly brewed tea, and looked at Fang Qingyun under surveillance.
How long can you hold on?
I'm not in a hurry, I just take my time and increase it bit by bit, and the pressure can still increase by 1,000 pounds.
[Spiritual power: 97]
…
【Strength: 20】
Fang Qingyun remained calm, still sitting on the ground, looking like he was practicing.
The dean instantly realized something was wrong.
He put down the tea in his hand and checked Fang Qingyun's data again. He was surprised to find that Fang Qingyun's various attributes had actually improved slightly.
The most obvious improvement is strength.
"Interesting, so interesting!"
The dean murmured: "Is this a breakthrough before the battle? Or something else?"
"Haha, it's so interesting, so interesting!"
The dean's eyes were filled with excitement, even fanaticism.
He kept repeating this sentence, increasing the pressure by another 100 pounds.
"Son of a bitch!"
Fang Qingyun looked ferocious: "If I catch you, I will hang you with your intestines!"
The time has finally reached an hour.
Lao Li was restless and almost jumped up from his chair, staring at the door of the spiritual pressure room.
"squeak!"
The door opened and a head emerged.
Zhao Junhong!
He smiled at Lao Li and said: "Old Li, if you don't see me for one day, it's like three autumns. If you don't see me for an hour, do you miss me?"
"Yes!" Lao Li nodded and said, "My fists are itchy and I miss the sandbags very much. Come, let them have a close contact."
"Haha!" Zhao Junhong smiled coquettishly, walked to Lao Li, and said in surprise: "Hasn't Lao Fang come out yet? I thought I came out too late."
Lao Li also frowned and said: "I don't know, I should have come out!"
After waiting for another ten minutes, neither of them could sit still.
Zhao Junhong shouted: "Something's wrong!"
"All fools know this!" Lao Li looked gloomy and strode towards the door of the spiritual pressure room.
"Da da da!"
More than ten people came out of nowhere and stood in front of Lao Li: "What do you want to do?"
Old Li was startled and his expression turned gloomy.
Have you been waiting for them for a long time?
"Your Research Institute is so brave!" Lao Li said in a sinister tone: "Fang Qingyun is the pride of our No. 1 High School, the top scorer in the college entrance examination in Qingmu District, and the chief of Qingmu District has asked about his situation, you dare to attack him?
"
One of those who blocked him stood up and said calmly: "I don't know what you are going to say, but as long as quasi-warriors enter the spiritual pressure room to absorb spiritual energy, no one is allowed to enter or disturb them."
Lao Li's expression became more gloomy, and the devil's eyes in his palms were already shining brightly.
"Are you sure?"
The man's expression changed slightly and he shouted coldly: "What do you want to do? This is a scientific research institute!"
"I am a teacher, and I want to ensure the safety of my students." Lao Li spoke in a low voice and said coldly: "Let me ask one last time, where are my students?"
The man said coldly: "He is absorbing spiritual energy in the spiritual pressure chamber."
"It's been over an hour!"
"So what? We establish that you can enter the reiatsu room for up to an hour, but if it exceeds, we won't care."
Endless power filled the air from Lao Li's palm.
His aura has been raised to the extreme.
"Your Excellency is actually a high-level warrior? No, are you already..." The man looked at Lao Li in surprise and said: "However, this is a scientific research institute. I advise you to calm down. Besides, you don't think about yourself.
You must also consider your own students.”
He looked at Zhao Junhong.
Who knows, Zhao Junhong grinned and said: "My name is Zhao Junhong, I am from a noble family. I want to know, if something happens to me again, what will my family do? What will the noble council do? Maybe, what they want is exactly what they want.
I'll die here."
While talking, Zhao Junhong took out his beloved sword.
It seemed that he was ready to fight.
The man's expression became indifferent, and the people behind him took out their weapons.
"Ahem!"
Just when a fight was about to break out between the two sides, several coughs sounded.
A man with an old face appeared between the two parties.
He smiled peacefully: "Why are you so angry?"
"You..." Lao Li's expression became solemn.
"Haha!" The old man said with a smile: "I am the guardian of the Research Institute. Little guy, calm down, okay? Otherwise, I will have to throw you out."
Old Li said coldly: "Is this what your scientific research institute does? Or are you openly targeting talented young warriors?"
"It's boring to be labeled like this!" The old man smiled slightly and said, "What did we do? Now you are trying to break into our reiatsu room."
"Fang Qingyun..."
"He won't come out on his own!" the old man said one word at a time: "So, you can only wait here. If you dare to break in, I will kill you!"
His smile faded, his face was full of indifference, and his murderous intent was undisguised.
"Haha!" Old Li smiled slightly, took out a spear and rushed towards the old man.
"Asshole!"
Seeing that Lao Li really dared to attack, the old man couldn't help being furious, and he stepped forward and fought with Lao Li.
"Bang!"
A huge roar instantly resounded throughout the entire scientific research institute.