At the training ground on the 15th floor of the basement.
A blurry figure was sprinting back and forth at a terrifying speed, causing a strong wind to blow in the spacious hall from time to time.
Other than the captain who had yet to return and the deputy captain who had died, the rest of the members of the Firearms Bureau were watching from afar. Such a speed was unheard of. Even Xu Qianshen, who was known as the "God of Wind", was not as fast as Luo Yuan.
However, Xu Qianshen knew very well that he would not be able to move at such a high speed like Luo Yuan. If they were to compare, he would be like a rampaging rhinoceros while Luo Yuan was like a nimble cheetah. The difference was huge.
What was more terrifying was that Luo Yuan's speed seemed to be increasing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
"He has entered 3.6 seconds, which is 0.9 seconds per 100 meters." Li Dong looked at the stopwatch and said solemnly.
"I remember Brother Luo's speed was only 0.1 seconds per 100 meters. Now he has broken through to 1 second. Could it be that he can run faster and faster?" Xie Junhui said in disbelief.
"Can't you see that my master is constantly adjusting his posture? He is looking for the fastest way to exert his strength. "Fang Peibin stared at the blurry figure without blinking and said slowly.
Everyone was shocked and quickly looked at Luo Yuan's figure. They realized that his running posture was extremely strange. His body was almost parallel to the ground and his head was less than 50 centimeters away from the ground, almost touching the ground.
A 400-meter track usually took less than 10 steps. Within a few breaths, he had already reached the end of the track. Every step he took covered about 30 to 40 meters.
With every step he took, the powerful and terrifying force caused the granite floor beneath his feet to instantly shatter and grind into fine powder, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust along with the strong wind.
"There's no need to look, it's useless for us to learn!" The crazy Mr. Wang laughed and looked at Luo Yuan who was far away. There was a flash of fear in his eyes, "He can fly. He looks like he's running on the ground but his body is actually not supported by much weight. He is looking for some kind of balance. "
Although the crazy Mr. Wang was a little crazy, he had a good eye. Especially during the chase yesterday, he had suffered a lot and was deeply impressed by Luo Yuan's speed.
In fact, this was indeed the case. When he used his Will to propel himself while running, an intense chemical change was produced. The effect was simply outstanding, and he easily broke through the limits of speed that he had never been able to surpass in the past. Yesterday was just a small test, and it was only his first attempt. It was not perfect and was very rough, but as he practiced and adjusted over and over again, his speed was gradually approaching the maximum limit.
Luo Yuan ran back and forth again. When his speed reached 100 meters per second, he could not go any further. He continued to run for another five to six minutes and his body gradually remembered the balance of strength and stopped.
Of course, one day was not enough. However, if he continued for another to to to to to to and after another five to six days, it, he would to practice.
Luo Yuan's movement to and his body would not be as strong. to. and and and would would would and would and would of of would.
Fang Qianru, who had been quiet all this while, picked up a towel and ran to Luo Yuan, "Brother Luo, let me wipe your sweat for you!"
She gathered her courage and looked at Luo Yuan carefully. He was a head taller than her, with a tall and slender body. He looked handsome, with well-defined muscles that looked like they were glowing. His muscles moved like ripples when he moved his arms. Under his thick eyebrows was a pair of eyes that were as dark as ink. They were gentle like jade and looked like a bottomless spring.
He was sweating profusely and sweat kept dripping down his face. Even his singlet was soaked. However, she could not smell any strange odor. Instead, there was a strange fragrance lingering at the tip of her nose. It did not have the stench of a stinky man at all.
Luo Yuan was stunned and looked at her when he heard what she said.
Her fair and tender face was blushing, and even her slender, snow-white neck was blushing. Her watery eyes were staring at him, and her bulging chest was heaving up and down. She seemed very nervous.
Luo Yuan quickly rejected her and took the towel, "Oh, thank you. No, I can do it myself. Thank you!"
"You're welcome!" Fang Qianru quickly lowered her head after passing the towel to him. It seemed that what she did just now had exhausted all her courage. She turned her head and said softly with a blushing face, "I'm sorry. I accidentally tore your clothes yesterday but I'll return you a new one."
She cursed her cousin in her heart. She did not know what was wrong with her yesterday. She had started washing clothes early in the morning. Not only did she wash her own clothes, but she also washed her own clothes and the combat uniform. Both of their clothes were not torn but the combat uniform was strangely torn. Looking at the hole that was the size of a bowl on the back of the uniform, she was so angry that she did not even have a good breakfast.
The combat uniform was made of plant fibers after the apocalypse. It was stronger than denim and it was not easy to tear it after washing it.
Hmph! It was obvious that she did it on purpose. She had felt that something was wrong last night and she still said that she did not know him.
Although she and Wen Yujie were cousins, they were the same age. She was only a month older than Wen Yujie. Both of them went to kindergarten, primary school and junior high school together. They had only been separated for a year in high school before the apocalypse came.
Logically speaking, the two of them should have a good relationship, but in reality, that was not the case. From snatching toys and snacks when they were young, to comparing their grades when they were older, the one who did well in exams would always be lectured by their parents, saying how your cousin (cousin) was doing this and that, and how you were doing this and that. It would be strange if both of them were as close as sisters. It was only when the apocalypse came and the world changed that their relationship became better.
Luo Yuan naturally did not know what she was thinking. It was just an ordinary uniform, so he did not care much about it. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay if it's torn. It's not a big deal. Have you recovered?"
Fang Qianru looked happy and said shyly, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Luo. I'm almost recovered. It will take me another month to fully recover. During this period, I can only do some adaptive training."
"That's good too. You don't know how nervous your teammates were after your accident. Don't be so careless in the future." Luo Yuan pretended to be an elder. He could feel that she was not that old. She might not be much older than Wang Shishi.
Fang Qianru responded sweetly.
Seeing that she was still dawdling and did not want to leave, Luo Yuan glanced around and noticed a group of people not far away. They were obviously watching a joke. He helplessly waved at Fang Peibin.
Fang Peibin quickly ran over and said with a smile, "Master, what can I do for you?"
Luo Yuan looked at the strange expression on her face and said, "Since you call me master, I have to teach you something. Let's start today. Follow me to the training field."
Fang Peibin's expression turned serious and he said solemnly, "Yes, Master!"
Luo Yuan was satisfied. If he had a disciple who was always smiling and impolite, he would not feel comfortable even if he did not say it out loud. He did not have a good first impression of Fang Qianru. However, his performance later on had made him accept him as his disciple.
Both of them walked quickly to the training field. Fang Qianru wanted to follow but was stopped by Li Dong and the others.
Even if one did not eat pork, they had seen pigs run. Secretly learning martial arts had always been a taboo in the martial arts world. Although most people did not care about it, it was not polite to watch others teach without Luo Yuan's permission.
Both of them walked quickly and arrived at the training field in a short while.
Luo Yuan threw his Zhanmadao aside and drew a circle with both of his hands in a Tai Chi posture, "I still don't know your actual strength. Come on, attack me with all your strength."
His movements were slow and heavy. His hands were moving like millstones, and it seemed as if the air around him wasn't air but sticky glue. Merely this movement caused Fang Peibin's eyes to light up. His opponent seemed to be standing in a relaxed manner, yet it contained a conception that was immovable like a mountain, as if the earth was connected to him.
"Master, I'm sorry." Fang Peibin apologized and stepped on the ground with the tip of his foot. His body was like a leopard pouncing on Luo Yuan. His Strength was very strong. It had already reached 16 points. With such a short distance, he was like a cannonball.
However, as soon as he got close, a hand was placed on his arm as if in slow motion. Following the force of his attack, the hand gently pushed him forward. Before he could react, a hand appeared on his arm. Before he could react, he was sent flying and fell four to five meters away.
When Fang Peibin got up, Luo Yuan was still standing there. This time, he closed his eyes, drew a circle with both of his hands and said, "Again!"
Fang Peibin looked serious. This time, he did not dare to attack rashly. He kept circling around Luo Yuan. Seeing that Luo Yuan was not moving with his eyes closed, he thought he had an opportunity to attack. He lightened his steps and approached Luo Yuan like a ghost.
However, it did not change anything. As soon as he punched, the same thing happened again. After a moment of dizziness, he found himself lying on the ground.
Although Luo Yuan's hand-to-hand combat was not as good as his knife skills, he had already reached 19 points. He was only one step away from becoming an expert. In reality, he could be considered a master. Moreover, Luo Yuan was practicing Tai Chi, which was good at leveraging force. In addition, he had a good understanding of the human body's structure and his listening skill. As long as he touched someone's hand, he could know where his opponent was moving and how many muscles were involved. Even if his opponent was twice as strong, it would still be useless to him.
In fact, he had only used half of his speed and strength during the training. Even so, Fang Peibin had not been able to take one hit.
"Again, use your ability this time," Luo Yuan said.
"Okay, be careful, Master. My strength is stronger and I can't control it," Fang Peibin reminded him.
Luo Yuan nodded and retreated about 20 to 30 meters away. He did not dare to be careless. He had already experienced the power of a super evolved human. Even he was afraid of many of their abilities.
After all, no matter how strong he was, he was still made of flesh and blood. Once some powerful abilities hit him, it would only end in death.
Fang Peibin took a deep breath and let out a low roar. His muscles suddenly swelled, and countless blood vessels swam around like earthworms. Accompanied by popping sounds from his joints, his body, which was originally only 1.68 meters tall, grew bigger and taller.
In less than half a second, Fang Peibin had already reached a height of more than 1.8 meters. Due to the expansion of his body, his skin had become thinner, and his body fat seemed to have completely disappeared. His blood-red muscles could be seen all over his body. He looked bloody, as if he had been skinned.
What was even more shocking was that his nostrils were constantly emitting coarse breaths and faint sparks could be seen sputtering out. His originally black and white eyes had completely turned red. At the same time, a ruthless and tyrannical aura gradually spread out.
"Mutation?" Luo Yuan was shocked. The aura was chaotic, violent, and evil. It was similar to a mutant who had failed to evolve. At least, it was normal when Fang Peibin was not mutated. However, this kind of mutation gave Luo Yuan an indescribable feeling. It was as if he would lose control one day.
While Luo Yuan was thinking, Fang Peibin had already roared and rushed towards him.
His voice was like thunder, echoing back and forth on the 15th floor.
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