Luo Hua closed his eyes, only feeling that the world was spinning. For a long time, there was no cold and piercing feeling of falling into an ice cave.

Slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar figure came into view, "Brother Yun? ”

Turning his head around, he found that he had returned to the lake at some point, and was sitting in a wheelchair, as if he had returned to before.

"Smack~"

A slap was thrown, and Luo Hua was stunned on the spot. After a while, he slowly looked up at Yunhe, with a bitter smile on his face, and tears in his eyes slid down "Brother Yun......"

Yunhe exhaled lightly and stared at Luo Hua, "Your brother Luo Feng worked so hard for you, and that's how you repaid him?" ”

"My brother?" Luo Hua was stunned.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you idiot, your brother will come back tomorrow, you ask him. All I can tell you is that your leg is not unhealable. Yunhe said lightly.

"Yun, Brother Yun, you, do you mean ......" Hearing this, Luo Hua, who was already dead-hearted, suddenly trembled with excitement and looked at Yunhe in disbelief.

Yunhe didn't say much, let Luo Feng explain this matter to him, at this time, there were many people nearby watching, pointing at this side.

Yunhe lifted the wheelchair with both hands and left quickly with Luo Hua.

……

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, two months passed.

Early March.

Not long after the New Year, Luo Feng and his team set off for the wilderness area again.

Jiangnian Base City, in the Extreme General Assembly Hall.

Judging from these information, this Luo Feng and Yun He are indeed very talented. Especially this Luo Feng, he worked very hard, and in two months, he killed more than 100,000 beast-level monsters? It's crazy enough, the strength of his junior generals is indeed his own fight. The envoy from the headquarters, Yang Hui, the god of war, looked at the printed materials in front of him and said.

"Iron hand, have you arranged that Wu Tong?" Yang Hui asked.

"Wu Tong is online, and he can chat with you online at any time." Zhou Zhengyong, president of the Jiangnan Extreme Association, said with a smile as the middle god of war nicknamed Iron Hand.

Yang Hui nodded and quickly turned on the 3D virtual projection instrument.

The misty light quickly formed a three-dimensional projection in the audio-visual room, and I saw Wu Tong, the director of the Yangzhou City Extreme Hall, directly appearing in the audio-visual room, as if a real person was standing here. The only difference from a real person is that there are faint halos on the surface of the body.

"Wu Tong has met the president, the envoy." Wu Tong bowed slightly.

"Hmm."

Yang Hui, the god of war, nodded, "The purpose of my search for you, I think you also know." You are the general manager of the Yangzhou City Extreme Hall, and Luo Feng and Yunhe live in the Mingyue Community, you should be familiar with them, right? ”

"Yes." Wu Tong nodded.

"First tell me Luo Feng's physical fitness information, as well as his current strength." Obviously, in the heart of Yang Hui, the god of war, Luo Feng is much more important than Yunhe.

"Yes."

A proud smile appeared on Wu Tong's face, "Luo Feng is one of the geniuses in my Yangzhou City in the past ten years, and after the Chinese New Year, he is only 19 years old." He has been a martial artist for more than half a year, and now, his physical fitness is: fist power of about 10,000kg, speed of 129 meters per second, nerve reaction speed, a month and a half ago the test was: medium warrior level, qualified. ”

"At the same time, as far as I know, Luo Feng is cultivating the Ninefold Thunder Sword, and by the time of the Chinese New Year, he had already cultivated to the third level. In other words, in more than half a year, he has practiced the third level of the Ninefold Thunder Knife! Wu Tong sighed in a tone.

All over the world, there are powerful martial artists, there are rich martial artists, and there are even more people who cultivate the Nine Thunder Sword, but many people can't even get started.

This Luo Feng is simply a demon, too perverted.

Wu Tong shook his head and sighed, and then bowed slightly: "This is what I know, some important data about Luo Feng." ”

"The third of the Ninefold Thunder Knife?" Yang Hui, the god of war, who had always been calm and indifferent, suddenly changed his face.

"Are you sure?" Yang Hui asked.

"I'm sure I saw it with my own eyes when Luo Feng tested it." Wu Tong nodded affirmatively.

Yang Hui, the god of war, and Zhou Zhengyong, the chairman of the committee, glanced at each other.

"I'm afraid the above decision will have to be changed." Zhou Zhengyong said with a smile.

"Where is Luo Feng now? I'm going to see him in person! Yang Hui looked at Wu Tong and asked.

Wu Tong replied, "Luo Feng and his warrior team had already set off for the wilderness area on March 1st. ”

"March 1st?" Yang Hui and Zhou Zhengyong couldn't help but smile at each other.

Yang Hui pointed at Zhou Zhengyong and scolded with a smile: "It's all you who have to pull me to that ......"

I didn't dare to say much later, Wu Tong was still there.

Zhou Zhengyong hurriedly diverted the topic and asked Wu Tong, "What about Yunhe?" Let's talk about his situation as well. ”

Belch......

Wu Tong's brows furrowed, and he didn't seem to know what to say for a while.

"What's wrong? Is there anything bad to say? Yang Hui casually picked up Yunhe's information, compared to Luo Feng, Yunhe's information was much more ordinary.

High-level warriors.

Slaughtering beast-level monsters frantically for a month, with a conservative estimate of the number of tens of thousands.

Judging from this situation, it also belongs to the strength of junior generals.

But it's a bit older, 21 years old.

This performance is ordinary. To be honest, Yang Hui didn't intend to pay too much attention to this Yunhe, just asked casually about the routine.

Wu Tong thought about it carefully and found that there really wasn't much information about Yunhe. After all, this Yunhe is too ...... Got it? Every day, I hide at home, and I don't go to the wilderness area anymore. Except for the younger brother who suddenly broke out to save Luo Feng two months ago, according to the onlookers at that time, the speed was very fast and broke through the speed of sound, it should be the strength of a junior general, right?

"This Yunhe, to be honest, I don't know much, he basically stays at home and rarely goes out. The wilderness area, as far as I know, went twice, each time for about a month. The rest of the time, he spends most of his time at home. I don't know much about him. Wu Tong shook his head and told the truth.

Yang Hui waved his hand indifferently, "Then so be it, just report truthfully according to the information at hand." ”

……

Luo Feng obtained the assessment quota of the Extreme Martial Arts Gym Headquarters and the Elite Training Camp of Hongning Base City, and successfully passed the B-level test and entered the God of War Reserve Camp.

He specially called back to report the good news to Yunhe, and asked Yunhe to take care of his family.

Yunhe continued to practice in the Mingyue Community step by step, and many people in the community would naturally compare Yunhe and Luo Feng.

Both of them are geniuses who were signed in advance by the Extreme Martial Arts Gym, and now that more than half a year has passed, one has quickly become a junior general, and went to the headquarters to join the God of War training camp, and the future is limitless. And the other, the warrior level is still a high-level warrior, and he stays in the community all day, and rarely even goes to the wilderness area.

Many people can't help but sigh that the gap between geniuses and geniuses is also very large.

Yunhe occasionally goes out for a walk, and when he hears these gossips, it doesn't matter at all.

That's right.

I'm just a salted fish.

You just need to pay attention to Luo Feng, don't pay attention to me, I just want to cultivate quietly and low-key.

Before the system appeared, Yunhe wanted to be a salted fish. After the emergence of the system, Yunhe completely became a salted fish.

It's the kind of old salted fish that won't turn over.

Anyway, everything is carried by Luo Feng in front, and it is not his turn to worry about big or small things.

What's the panic?

Follow behind, and the obscene development is it.

Yunhe was leisurely in the community, humming a little song in his mouth: I am, a sauerkraut fish, sour and redundant. I am, a yellow stewed chicken, yellow, stuffy and garbage~

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