In the deepest part of the Militant Wolf Slayers Training Gym.
In the curator's private medical room, there was a two-meter tall recovery cabin. Looking inside through the transparent glass observation window, one could see Li Yao's naked body soaked in a large amount of strengthening drugs. His eyes were closed as he floated up and down, surrounded by a large amount of foam.
The bald tattooed man and Fiend Blade Peng Hai stood in front of the recovery cabin, watching the unconscious Li Yao in the green liquid with great interest.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai looked as if he had just eaten a full meal. His face was full of satisfaction as he said, "Old Instructor, this guy really deserves to be called a 'Gold Medal Sparring Partner'. Not only did he withstand my three minutes of stormy attacks using only 3% of my strength, he even had the strength to counterattack at the last moment. It was really unexpected! I originally thought that I could perfectly suppress my strength to 3%, but I didn't expect that under this guy's surprise attack, I still fell short of success. I couldn't help but explode out 1% more! "
Pausing for a moment, Peng Hai licked his lips as if he hadn't had enough. "This ten thousand was really worth it. Old Instructor, later on, help me ask him if he has time tomorrow night. I still want to go for another three minutes with him!"
The bald tattooed man scratched his head and hesitated for a long time before he said with a tangled face, "Ah Hai, I just wanted to tell you that this kid isn't the Gold Medal Sparring Partner I arranged for you, Iron Turtle."
Fiend Blade Peng Hai's eyebrows jumped. "Not Iron Turtle? Then who is it? Old Instructor's Training Gym still has such a powerful expert. Not bad! "
The bald tattooed man said with a gloomy face, "That's the problem. This brat isn't a member of my Cultivation Gym. I don't know where he came from. Oh right, he's wearing a pair of your high school pants. Maybe he's your schoolmate."
Saying this, the bald tattooed man handed over Li Yao's pants and pointed out the school emblem on it to Peng Hai.
This time, even Fiend Blade Peng Hai was shocked. He said in astonishment, "It can't be. When I was fighting with this brat, I clearly felt that although his battle strength wasn't particularly strong, his battle awareness was very good. His actual combat experience was very rich. That last move had a kind of fierce and fierce aura. It was as if he had gone through thousands of life and death battles, and had been tempered in a sea of corpses! When did such a ruthless person appear in Chixiao No. 2 High School? How come I didn't know! "
Fiend Blade Peng Hai recalled the students he had seen in the "Important Class". Although there were a few whose strength was not bad, they were all flowers in a greenhouse. They had never experienced the onslaught of wind and rain. They were completely different from this brat's swift and fierce aura.
Could he be an elite graduate from a few years ago?
"Do you want me to use a special potion to wash away the spider pattern on his face? Then we can find out his identity from his appearance." The bald tattooed man asked with some concern.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai muttered to himself for a moment and shook his head, "Since he applied the pattern mask talisman, it means he doesn't want others to know his identity. I didn't feel any hostility from this brat. Even if he was my enemy, they wouldn't send someone of this level over. I reckon there's some misunderstanding. When he wakes up, we can ask him clearly."
In the Underground Ghost City, uncovering someone's disguise without permission was an extremely rash action. It was very likely to create an endless hatred. Although Fiend Blade Peng Hai wasn't afraid of making enemies, he still didn't want to casually break the rules of the Underground Ghost City.
"I don't know when this brat will wake up. The average person should have more or less regained consciousness after staying in the recovery pod for an hour. This brat has been in there for a full hour and a half, yet he's still sleeping soundly!" The bald tattooed man glared at Li Yao. He suddenly discovered a very strange matter.
The color of the strengthening potion in the recovery pod was much lighter than before. The originally dark green potion quickly turned light green, then azure, and finally almost transparent as the large amount of bubbles churned around Li Yao's body.
The bald tattooed man stared blankly for a moment. He walked to the front of the recovery pod and called out the hologram. He quickly tapped on it a few times. The hologram crackled and a string of data appeared.
"The concentration of the strengthening potion has changed from 33% to 14%. It's still decreasing at a speed of 1% per minute!"
"The strengthening potion that was enough to heal three to five strong men from all over their bodies was actually completely 'swallowed' by this brat within an hour and a half? Inconceivable! "The bald tattooed man subconsciously cried out in surprise.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai's eyes surged with a deep and serene light as he muttered, "This brat's body seems to have been 'hungry' for far too long. As soon as there was an opportunity, he couldn't wait to wolf down all the strengthening potions in the recovery pod and refine them! Who would've thought that he was actually dragging such a 'hungry' body to fight against me! If his body could 'eat its fill', what kind of appearance would he have? "
After muttering to himself for a moment, Fiend Blade Peng Hai casually wrote down the names and dosages of several strengthening potions on the hologram. He said, "Old Instructor, according to the formula I wrote down, re-concoct three standard dosages of the strengthening potion and add them to the recovery pod."
The bald tattooed man glanced at it and frowned, "According to this formula, one standard dosage would cost at least fifty thousand dollars. And looking at his absorption speed, every time he recuperates, he might be able to swallow three to five standard dosages. That would be a hundred to two hundred thousand dollars. No matter how you look at it, this brat doesn't look like a rich man!"
Fiend Blade Peng Hai laughed and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. I will pay for it."
"Ah Hai, you..." The bald tattooed man didn't understand.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai shrugged his shoulders and said, "Old Instructor, wait until this brat wakes up. You can ask him if he is willing to come here every night for a month and spar with me for three minutes. If he is willing, I can sign a contract with him. The remuneration will be ten thousand dollars per day, and I will also provide him with enough strengthening potions!"
The bald tattooed man said, "The remuneration is a small matter. But for a month, the consumption of strengthening potions will not be a small amount. It might even cost several million!"
Fiend Blade Peng Hai faintly smiled, "I have a premonition that this brat is definitely a monster. With him as my sparring partner, my cultivation of 'Precise Strength Control' will definitely be completed very quickly, and I will thoroughly stand firm at the 'High Level Building Foundation Stage'! In comparison, what are a few million? Go to the Demon Beast Wasteland and kill a high level Demon Beast, and I will earn it back! "
"Ding!"
The bald tattooed man's portable crystal processor issued a sweet-sounding sound.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai put on his military windbreaker and walked outside while saying, "Old Instructor, I just transferred five million dollars to your account as the cost of the strengthening potions. You must, by all means, feed this brat until he is full. Tonight, I will go to Chixiao No. 2 High School and teach a few of the top students of the key classes a 'Night Sneak Attack' class. Tomorrow night, I will come back to spar with this brat!"
Fiend Blade Peng Hai suddenly felt that the class he was about to teach would be somewhat dull and dull. No matter how strong the top students of the key classes were, they could not arouse his interest.
This was because their bodies were missing a kind of aura — bloody murderous aura!
When he walked to the door, Fiend Blade Peng Hai could not help but turn his head to take a look.
Inside the recovery pod, all thirty-six thousand pores on Li Yao's body were completely open. They were ferociously absorbing nutrients from the strengthening potions. Every time his chest rose and fell, his ash-gray skin would be suffused with a strange luster. His muscles and blood vessels were like demon dragons hibernating in the abyss. They would gradually emerge from the water, outlining his soul-stirring strong physique.
Fiend Blade Peng Hai faintly smiled and turned around to leave.
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