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This was not the limit of the Myriad Beasts Cauldron, but rather, with Shen Qingfeng's Building Foundation Stage, he could only reach this step.

"This weight... "No wonder he was able to take it out to fight the enemy …"

The gigantic pill furnace had shattered the exquisite wooden board, but Shen Qingfeng couldn't care less about the pain in his heart.

He thought about the upcoming battles, and how he would directly carry a pill furnace the size of a mountain to smash people.

He withdrew his primeval essence, and the pill furnace returned to its normal size, looking like it was not even on one side.

"There's no time to lose, let's test the effects of this pill furnace."

He stopped playing around and placed the herbs and the treasure sword by his side. Both of his hands formed a seal and he channeled his Tao Arts into the pill furnace.

The pattern on the pill furnace lit up, and his original mortal fire started to gradually change until it became blue.

"You've only activated a formation and the flames have already become spiritual fire? What effect would there be if all of the pill furnace's formations were activated? "

Shen Qingfeng let out a light breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart. He took a few stalks of medicinal herbs out of thin air and threw them into the furnace to refine them, then continued to maintain the pill furnace's spirit flames.

After a few minutes, he completely entered a meditative state. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and only the sounds of dancing flames could be heard in the living room of the villa …

Jiangdong City, a certain logistics department of the military region.

Nearly two hundred recruits who had just joined the army gathered here. Their faces were full of vigor, and they wore green military uniforms, exuding an air of youth.

"Eh? This brother … It's kind of familiar! "

A cultured young man wearing black-rimmed glasses stopped in his tracks, sizing up a new recruit beside him.

"Yu Yang, the national high school champion for free, I don't think I'm mistaken, right?"

Yu Yang had a lean and capable appearance, there was not a single trace of fat on his body. His every move made people feel that he was a sharp edge, a very intimidating figure.

He cast a cold glance at her, but did not say anything. His expression was cold and aloof.

"Let's get to know each other, I, Wang Ping."

The black-framed glasses man took the initiative to extend his hand, his eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Humph!" If you don't even have enough vision, then why are you serving as a soldier? " Yu Yang coldly snorted.

This Wang Ping had a white and tender face, wore glasses, and looked like a good student. She didn't look like a good soldier at all.

He had trained in martial arts for many years, and he liked to fight. He valued strength, so he did not like this kind of sissy.

"I am ashamed to say this! I was personally invited by the military region's leader. Now, it's the 21st century, and war doesn't just require muscles, but also needs the brain. "

Wang Ping withdrew her right hand and pushed her glasses, revealing a mysterious smile.

At this time, Yu Yang suddenly made his move. His punch was very fast and arrived in front of Wang Ping in the blink of an eye. The fierce wind from his fist blew up Wang Ping's hair.

"This punch, four hundred pounds!" For pigs under 300 Jin, they will definitely die! "

There had always been a legend regarding Yu Yang's strength. It was said that he had killed a pig with a single punch, but no one had confirmed it.

"Ha ha!"

At this moment, a sneer sounded from behind him, and his tone seemed to be filled with disdain.

When Yu Yang turned around, he saw a tall young man sitting on the ground.

"What is it? Do you have any objections? "

Yu Yang clenched his fists so hard that they creaked. He couldn't laugh at him. If it wasn't for the military camp, he would have already taught him a lesson.

"Eh? Ang Zihao! "

Wang Ping recognized the young man's identity, and with a single sentence, she revealed his identity.

"Ang Zihao? The War God of Halo is also here? "

"Interesting, even such a popular third generation came to fight for a spot?"

"This Ang Zihao is the national martial arts champion, he cannot be underestimated!"

Many people had heard of the name of the Halo Martial God, and they all raised their eyebrows.

This time, the quality of the recruits had far exceeded the ordinary standards, and many of them were elites from their respective districts.

Ang Zihao stood up, he was half a head taller than Yu Yang.

However, he was slender and fair, unlike Yu Yang, who felt oppressed.

"Don't worry!" I am not talking about you. I am talking about all of you here, all of you are trash. "

"The Godly Hawk Special Squadron's quota is mine. Since you can kill a pig with one punch, why don't you just go back and kill the pig?"

The corner of his mouth revealed a sinister smile. Last time he was defeated by Shen Qingfeng, it caused his heart to become twisted.

Since the family wasn't willing to stand up for him, then he would do it himself! This time around, he was determined to win the Godly Hawk position!

Once Ang Zihao said that, the atmosphere immediately became cold, as though there was a showdown between blades and swords.

The people present are not common people. Since when did it have to be your turn to act like an idiot?

"Sure! I'll have to see if you have the ability to kill pigs! Do you know if it hurts? "

Yu Yang was so angered that he started to laugh. He was originally a hot-tempered person, and now that his vital energy and blood had surged up to his head, he was unable to think properly.

"Trash!"

Ang Zihao directly gave him a middle finger; it was clear that she wanted to provoke him.

"Die!"

Yu Yang's footsteps changed and he suddenly took a step forward. He raised his claypot sized fist and smashed it towards Ang Zihao's face!

He had always been known for his strength. Now that both sides did not have any protective gear on them, if this punch was solid, the tofu brain would probably be visible!

Ang Zihao had a disdainful smile on his face, he did not retreat at all, and with his waist becoming one, he threw a punch at the incoming fist.

"Bam!"

The two fists collided, and a deafening explosion reverberated in the air, causing the listeners to feel pain in their eardrums.

"Tap, tap, tap …"

Yu Yang was actually no match for his opponent in terms of fist strength. He was forced back three steps in a row before he managed to stabilize his body.

This time, he lost. His right hand was red, and he could no longer hold his fist in pain.

"Peak of Hidden Strength …" You actually reached such a level! "

He raised his head with a look of shock on his face. The hidden strength was already considered an expert who had achieved a higher level of cultivation. He could become a tyrant in an army. This kind of person had actually joined the army!

"Dark Jing …" F * ck... That was cheating! "

"Halo truly is a high school for nobles. The name of the Martial God is not empty!"

"This person is not to be trifled with. It is best not to make him an enemy …"

Yu Yang looked at his opponent with fear in his eyes. Even though his right fist was in excruciating pain, he didn't dare to reveal it. He found a quiet place to sit down and took out some medicine to treat his injuries.

Ang Zihao chuckled, then returned back to his original position and sat down.

He was not simply at the peak of the Dark Jing realm. Last time, when he was beaten to a pulp by Shen Qingfeng at the Taekwondo dojo, he actually comprehended a part of the martial arts realm.

The reason why he took the initiative to provoke them was to display his strength so that no one would dare to provoke him. This way, he could reduce the obstruction of entering the divine eagle.

He was very clear that from that day onwards, his opponent was only one person.

When he joined the convoy, it would be the time for revenge!

A mere mortal, he wanted to let Shen Qingfeng experience the pain of a fracture!

"Shen Qingfeng, just you wait. That day will soon come!"

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