Han Feng was numb.

It's true.

He found an 88-milliliter reagent bottle and searched for a barrel nearby, even the smallest dye bucket had a full two-liter capacity!

Two liters !!

Han Feng's eyes were green.

88 ml!

Can make him recover eighty-eight times!

And what about a liter?

It can make him recover 2,000 times!

If he can win the support of Jinshapan, it means that Han Feng can practice every day for the rest of the life and death line!

Ten times a night is not a dream!

This......

This......

This can no longer be described as a gap.

This is the difference between enoki mushrooms and king oyster mushrooms!!

"What do you think?"

Zhang Yang glanced at him, "Don't tell me you're tempted." ”

"Nope."

Han Feng smiled.

"Don't me."

Uncle Zhang said angrily, "The reason why you were able to escape death last time was because the other party didn't dare to use the super energy element at all, and once the other party used it, you were not an opponent at all." ”

"I know."

Han Feng came to his senses.

Because he remembered the flame giant that the superpower cast at that time......

That power......

If Lan Ting hadn't arrived, he would have been cold!

"It's good to have fighting spirit."

Uncle Wang smiled slightly, "I know that you have just broken through and greatly increased your strength, but as a sand table master, you must recognize your own strength positioning." ”

"No......"

Uncle Wang rummaged through the Internet for a moment and found a video, "Look? ”

"Hmm."

Han Feng's gaze swept over, and he was stunned for a moment.

It was a young man, and in the face of the siege of the wolves, he raised his hand, and the thunder in the sky fell from the sky, turning into cracks and smashing on the earth.

Bang!

Bang!

Blood splattered.

The wolves perished.

"It's ......"

Han Feng was shocked.

"This is one of the Qingyun plans this year."

Uncle Zhang said in a low voice, "Zhou Yunfeng, one of the best geniuses in Tianfeng City this year, Super Element Code 73, Thunder Power, at the age of eighteen, he has already reached the peak level of an F-level superpower. ”

“73……”

Han Feng's eyes narrowed.

Super Elemental Code 73 turned out to be so powerful? The power of his own super element code 69 may be even more powerful than the other party!

Pity.

I haven't had a chance to learn yet.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Zhang Yang glanced at him.

"I don't want to."

Han Feng was honest.

His current strength is not enough to deal with this supernatural ability, and he has seen the combat effectiveness of F-class superpowers, and he has already coaxed it.

……

It's just that.

When Uncle Zhang and the others went out to work, leaving only Han Feng alone, he couldn't calm down.

It's true.

He originally planned to cultivate the sand table well, but for some reason, he felt that an evil force was affecting his low-key self.

When he saw the water glass, he thought of the bucket of energy liquid......

As he walked past the water cooler, he thought of the bucket of energy......

When he accidentally saw a bucket of dye at the door of the unit, he thought of the bucket of energy liquid again......

Gan!

That's a whole barrel!

Take off to the E-class superpower, and the best chance to extend your lifeline is here!

"Or ...... Try? ”

Han Feng was about to move.

Isn't it just fighting!

What are you afraid of!

He's also an F-class superpower! Although it is only an auxiliary sand table master, who said that the sand table master can't fight? He fought well that day!

Again.

Qingyun plans to fight this kind of battle with countless bigwigs onlookers, and there will be no real accidents.

Failure is nothing but a disgrace.

Well......

What is a face?

Is it OK to eat?

When the line of life and death was stuck on his head, he had already put his face in his trouser pocket, as long as he could obtain resources, as long as he could improve, he could be completely shameless!

"Try?"

Han Feng came to the spirit.

Of course.

He didn't have the brains to send it.

He knew very well that the players he faced this time were all real F-class superpowers, and they could only be stronger than the assassins last time!

So......

There is only one way - the sand table of divine thoughts.

The power of divine thought itself is a spiritual power, similar to the state of elemental perception, it will not be discovered, and it can be used quietly!

So, as long as you simulate yourself in place, there is no chance!

Thereupon.

Han Feng looked at it for a moment and quickly found his target - Uncle Zhang!

As a simple test target, there is no more suitable and safer than Uncle Zhang!

Thereupon.

He quietly followed behind Uncle Zhang's back - the Divine Thought Sand Table was activated!

Buzz –

Light and shadow flow.

Rapid changes in front of your eyes.

As Han Feng did last time, he urged the deduction, urged the dynamic simulation, speculated the next possible step of the target, and then ......

His brow furrowed.

Energy Mosaic ...... Again!

It's much better than last time, but the energy mosaic is still there!

Odd......

Han Feng was thinking about it.

Suddenly.

Bang!

The fire swept through.

One foot flew sideways, and Han Feng was kicked out on the spot, "What kind of birdman dares to tail your Grandpa Zhang...... Hey? Han Feng?! ”

“？？？”

Zhang Yang looked at Han Feng who flew out upside down with a confused expression, and hurriedly went over to help Han Feng up.

“……”

Han Feng sighed.

Really......

Isn't it possible?

"You kid."

Zhang Yang was a little helpless, "I'm going to make a noise next time." ”

"Do you usually react so violently?"

Han Feng couldn't cry or laugh.

"Not really."

Zhang Yang sighed, "Isn't this the last time you were attacked?" I think that I have offended a lot of people, and I usually have more eyes when I go out. ”

Han Feng: "......"

"Are you alright?"

Zhang Yang asked.

"It's fine."

Han Feng rubbed his chest.

"Still thinking about that bucket of energy?"

Zhang Yang squinted at him.

"Whatever there is."

Han Feng slipped away with a weak heart.

Zhang Yang: "......"

Never mind.

It's also good to make this kid suffer a little.

……

Long.

Han Feng returned to the office and fell into deep thought.

His biggest reliance on the Divine Thought Sand Table is the infinite deduction of the Sand Table, if the Divine Thought Sand Table cannot detect the energy, then nothing is meaningless!

After all.

The matchups of the Qingyun Project are all F-ranked!

A true superpower!

"Why can't it be detected?"

Han Feng pondered.

Long.

When he saw the two books on the table, his eyes suddenly stopped - they were the basic book presented by the association, "Sand Table Master's Basic Weather Application Technique Strategy".

"Sand Table ......"

Han Feng was thoughtful.

The foundation of the sand table lies in the sand table.

He only replaced the power of sand and dust with the power of divine thoughts, but the root of this skill still lies in the sand table. The stronger his sand table skills, the stronger the Divine Sand Table can be!

Thereupon.

Han Feng began to inquire.

Ultimately.

In an article entitled "War Deduction Strategy for High-level Sand Table Masters", the root of the problem was found - elemental perception.

In the reproduction of the Divine Thought Sand Table, it can only be reproduced if it is detected, so the root of this matter lies in the fact that elemental perception has no ability to detect the other party at all!

Uncle Zhang is very weak.

After all, he didn't even get to the F rank! The Super Elemental code is still very far behind! But there is no way, Han Feng's elemental perception technology is even weaker......

After all, he had just broken through the F rank, and he hadn't had time to hone it yet!

To put it bluntly, it takes time!

Pity.

What he lacks most now is time.

The rewards of the Qingyun Plan will be distributed tomorrow, how can he have so much time to hone his basic skills?

But.

Speaking of grinding......

He suddenly thought of a place - the Sand Table Master Association!

He didn't have time to hone his foundation, but if he wanted to surpass others, there was only one way - a higher-level elemental perception technique!

A Wind Dance makes him more stable than ordinary people, what if there is an advanced elemental perception technology?

Thinking of this, Han Feng's heart moved slightly.

Soon.

He entered the forum of the Sand Table Masters Association.

Buzz –

Buzz –

A series of news came, and Han Feng's hands were numb on the spot.

……

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