"Roar!"

A punch slammed into the ironwood, and a blackened fist mark appeared on the ironwood, which was three points tougher than steel.

When Luo Yunyang withdrew his fist, the iron wood, which was difficult to incinerate, even more flames appeared.

Looking at the burning iron wood, Luo Yunyang's thoughts flashed in his heart, and he swung his fist again, but at this moment, the power he urged was a point of light that absorbed the cold qi.

The fist fell, and the white frost sealed the piece of ironwood, but the flame on the ironwood not only did not go out, but became more intense.

Ice and fire, all in one!

For these two kinds of powers, Luo Yunyang decided to treat them as source forces, and as for the two light points in his body, Luo Yunyang decided to call them source cores according to his previous name.

Power: 64

Speed: 10

Spirit: 16

Constitution: 75 (Golden Body: 18)

Judging from the numbers on the attribute adjuster, the cultivation of this Golden Dragon Devouring Sun has improved quite well, and all the points add up, which is a full fourteen points!

Without using the source liquid, there are already two kinds of source nuclei, so after using the source liquid, what kind of source nuclei will be generated in the body?

Luo Yunyang is looking forward to it at this time!

In the past three days, Luo Yunyang mainly used it to cultivate the ape dragon foundation map, and in these three days, Luo Yunyang absorbed a large amount of energy from the void and injected it into the source core through the two moves of the demon ape swallowing the moon and the golden dragon devouring the sun.

The two source nuclei also increased slightly.

According to Luo Yunyang's own estimate, he could use the power of these two source cores, each of which could make thirty punches!

Thirty punches doesn't sound like much, but an ordinary third-rank martial artist can only use the power of the source core to punch ten punches at most.

It was also a school field, where all the elite class members gathered together, and for them, this was the most solemn day.

"Luo Yunyang, No. 1 cultivation room!" Chief Coach Lu's face was calm, but from his eyes, many people could see the expectation.

The No. 1 cultivation room is the best cultivation room. No one raised any objections to such an arrangement.

No one even felt that there was anything wrong with it, because this cultivation room, in the eyes of everyone, should naturally belong to Luo Yunyang.

Only Luo Yunyang is qualified to use the No. 1 cultivation room.

Luo Yunyang nodded, and under the leadership of a soldier, he walked towards the No. 1 cultivation room, and at this moment, the voice of Chief Coach Lu sounded again.

"Sun Miaomiao, No. 2 cultivation room!" What does the No. 2 cultivation room represent, what the No. 2 cultivation room represents, is the second A-level source liquid of the No. 7 base.

Sun Miaomiao obtained the second A-grade source liquid, which is also normal in the eyes of many people, after all, Sun Miaomiao obtained an A-grade source liquid in the competition in Xiping Lake.

Sun Miaomiao had actually expected such a result, but when she heard her name, she couldn't help but be excited, and her mood fluctuated a little.

As a woman who usually pays more attention to her own performance, Sun Miaomiao's action can be said to be extremely advanced.

Under the eyes of countless envy, Sun Miaomiao and a soldier quickly walked towards the No. 2 cultivation room.

And at this time, it is undoubtedly the most nervous time, although many people know in their hearts that the last A-grade source liquid cannot fall on their heads, but they still have a trace of expectation in their hearts.

Class A source liquid, related to the future road. 、

Only by laying a solid foundation on the source core can it be possible to go further, and once it suffers a loss on the source core, it will represent a break in the future.

Guan Wanli was very nervous, he was bound to get the third A-grade source liquid, and he had also done a lot of things through his grandfather.

This source liquid should belong to him!

However, at this time, his heartbeat was still strong, because this A-grade source liquid was too important to him!

"Guan Wanli!No. 3 Training Room!" Chief Coach Lu's gaze looked at Guan Wanli's face for half a minute before he said in a deep voice.

Guan Wanli felt a little uncomfortable in the eyes of Head Coach Lu.

He knew that Coach Lu's gaze was actually with a distrustful gaze, after all, his A-level source liquid was not taken by himself.

The main contributor to obtaining this source liquid is Luo Yunyang.

Guan Wanli, who followed the soldiers to the No. 3 cultivation room, was secretly ruthless in his heart, he wanted to condense the high-level source core, he wanted to show his extraordinary, he wanted to let the head coach see that he Guan Wanli was not weak.

At the very least, he wants to be the first person under Luo Yunyang.

"Chen Yong, Yang Yirui, thank God! Thank you! No. 4 cultivation room!" Coach Lu's voice still didn't have any feelings, but Chen Yong, Yang Yirui and the others cheered all at once.

The A-level source liquid is too far away for them, and the B-level source liquid is their key goal, and now that the head coach of the road is the first to call their names, how can they not be excited.

Twenty B-grade source liquids attracted most people's hearts, and among them, there was Bai Yuming! The pretentious man was now staring closely at the twenty B-grade source liquids.

A-grade source liquid, he didn't want to think about it anymore, but he felt that this B-grade source liquid, no matter what, should have him.

Because, his talent exceeds that of most people, if it weren't for Luo Yunyang's deliberate suppression, maybe he would have been able to get an A-grade source liquid in the Eighth Army competition.

Bai Yuming, how he wished his name would appear on the list, but in the end, the twentieth name he determined was still not him.

It's Zhao Buge!

Why not himself! His own cultivation is stronger than Zhao Buge! Although Bai Yuming kept admonishing himself: Either use his strength to testify, or swallow his anger, but the humiliation in front of him made him really unable to control his emotions.

Bai Yuming only felt a roar in his ears, and the stone that was pressed in his heart then fissioned, turning into countless tiny stones, which were squeezed together, generating even more pressure, forcing him to shout at the head coach of the road: "I don't accept it!"

Chief Coach Lu looked at Bai Yuming and did not speak immediately, but his gaze fell on the remaining elite members.

"Are you convinced of my decision?"

If it was in the past, when the sand was scattered, the vast majority of people who heard this question would say that they were not convinced, because they didn't get it, and others should not want to get it.

We all have this mentality.

However, in Bai Yuming's look full of anticipation, almost all of them responded in unison: "We are extremely convinced of the head coach's arrangement!"

In one after another, Bai Yuming saw disdain and ridicule. And all this made him feel that his whole person had a feeling of being targeted.

His heart seemed to be on fire, his entire abdomen seemed to be burning, the fire was raging, his mouth was chapped, and his throat and eyes were burning hotly.

I didn't accept it, but in the end I had to accept it!