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Ling Yan and the two men from the camp were running rapidly through the streets of South Tong City. The surrounding commoners only felt a gust of wind blowing past them, causing their hair to become a little messy. Some of the warriors quickly moved to the side, looking at the two figures with shock.

To possess such a movement technique at such a young age, he must be an elite of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

Along the way, Ling Yan followed the pace of the camp and asked, "Eldest senior brother, how much longer do we need to reach our destination?"

Ling Yan had yet to go to the Savage Forest, so he didn't know how far it was from South Tong City.

The Fierce Beast Forest stretched across the entire continent. In some special places, the exchanges between the two countries might even need to traverse the Fierce Beast Forest. This was also because of the existence of the Fierce Beast Forest.

Hearing Ling Yan's question, the battalion leader replied without looking back, "It's not far. The outskirts of the Savage Beast Forest is only a few dozen miles away from the Southern Tong City. We will be there in less than an hour while ensuring our physical strength is at the same time."

Ling Yan nodded his head. Looking at the back view of the troop, his heart was slightly moved.

Since he'd cultivated the "Berserk Golden Body Art," his spirit sense had been much stronger than martial artists of the same level. Since he'd been independent since childhood, he'd developed a resolute and meticulous personality, and so he vaguely felt that something wasn't quite right at this moment.

First, a person's personality was not so easy to change. Running camp had previously seemed to hold a deep prejudice against one another, so why would they suddenly face each other in the blink of an eye? It was because of their strength that made them admire and acknowledge each other, and because they knew that they were not to be trifled with, they decided to build good relationships with each other and eliminate their grudges?

Ling Yan didn't believe it. He decided to switch positions and think about it. If he was running a camp, he would at most not drop his position to befriend a newbie even if he had a good future.

The problem now was that he wouldn't let go of his position to get close to a newbie. When he received the help from his senior brothers, he knew that he might not be able to save him, so why did he go alone?

After meeting him, he just wanted to invite Ling Yan to come with him and save Senior Brother Shi Yan?

Ling Yan believed that even if his own strength was not bad, after obtaining the body of thunder element and grasping the power of thunder, his strength would be comparable to an ordinary peak fourth-stage Mortal Core martial artist.

But, as the Senior Brother of Physical Education and the one who had been at Crimson Nimbus Martial School for several years, could it be that he didn't have a friend with great strength?

Inviting a genius student of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School who was at least at the fifth level of the Mortal Realm was much safer than inviting him.

Secondly, relying on his keen spiritual sense, Ling Yan discovered that the Qi he was using to run around the camp was a little off.

Previously, when he had just entered the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's body technique department, he had seen a Barracks in the Body Arts Pavilion. Compared to the previous Barracks, the Barracks now had less vigor and more chilliness.

A person's personality or cultivation technique could affect their aura. Could it be that running the camp would result in them changing a new cultivation technique?

Ling Yan frowned and did not say anything. His eyes constantly flashed.

That's not right!

This meant that his cultivation base had declined by quite a bit, but he had heard that recently, when he was training in seclusion to consolidate his martial arts cultivation, even if it was a Profound Ranked martial skill, the intensity of the backlash from failure should not have dropped by so many realms.

Not to mention, he had already studied the physique cultivation technique manual pavilion before. The highest ranked techniques were only at the top rank of the Mortal Realm.

Something was wrong. Something was wrong!

Ling Yan took a deep breath and looked at the back of the departing figure. A trace of vigilance appeared in the bottom of his heart.