Today, Yi Xiaohuan was dressed in sportswear, which was very concise, she looked at Ling Fan and asked.

"You should put the scabbard on the sword, it's not good to always have it in a paintbox. ”

Ling Fan tightened the painting tube on his shoulder and said, "This makes me feel like a 'Dan Qingsheng' temperament, right?" ”

Yi Xiaohuan said: "The mouth is really poor. ”

"Here, this is the place where my evolutionaries train, do you want to guide them?"

After a while, an underground entrance appeared in front of Ling Fan, and Yi Xiaohuan walked in first.

Ling Fan let Erha play by himself outside, and he followed Yi Xiaohuan into the training room.

The training room is particularly spacious and there are several people doing various trainings.

When a dozen or so people heard the movement, they turned their heads to look, and then they surrounded them with a hula, very enthusiastic.

"Brother Chu, you are really our idol. ”

"Brother Chu, you are also a junior evolutionary, why are you so good?"

"First Brother ,......"

Ling Fan made a stop gesture with a black line in his head, and said secretly in his heart: "Made, you are the first brother, and your whole family is the first brother!"

"If you fight hard, you can also be excellent! Come on. ”

After saying a few words that were not nutritious, Yi Xiaohuan walked towards a row of instruments with Ling Fan in his hand.

"See how you're recovering, come on, enhanced treadmill. ”

A treadmill with a track of more than six meters is horizontally in front of you, which is several times larger than an ordinary treadmill.

Ling Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled, and stepped on the treadmill.

"It's unstable, don't ask me for compensation if it's broken. ”

Jin Qiqin, dressed in a hot dress, walked in from outside, sneered, and said, "Handsome guy, don't be kidding, do you know how high the limit of this machine is?"

She is the number one master in Yi Xiaohuan's faction, and she is a sexy beauty with good popularity.

Everyone greeted Jin Qiqin warmly, and then followed her to Ling Fan's side, and you said it one by one.

"Brother Chu, although your combat value is off the charts, I'm afraid you won't be able to conquer this machine. ”

A man with a mohican hairstyle pouted.

"Minato, there is a limit for beginner evolutionaries, and the limits of this machine are set for intermediate evolutionaries. ”

"Just kidding, if you have the ability to reach the limit, I'll eat this machine!"

A long-haired man said with a look of disbelief.

Ling Fan kicked his leg and said, "What's the limit?"

Jin Qiqin put on a lot of makeup, and her lips like flames opened lightly: "100 meters in seconds." ”

Ling Fan nodded and said seriously, "Try it." ”

With that, Ling Fan spread out his steps and ran.

"It's different to have the financial resources to do things, and to be able to develop such a testing device suitable for evolutionaries is just to test your own data. ”

Thinking in his heart, Ling Fan's pace began to quicken.

Everyone clasped their hands on their chests and watched with interest.

Although they admired Ling Fan's combat effectiveness, after all, they were all young people, and they were more or less unconvinced in their hearts, hoping to see Ling Fan deflated.

Gradually, everyone's eyes changed, and they began to stare at the screen on the treadmill.

"Forty meters in one second, breaking the record of our group!"

"I'm going, sixty-two. ”

"Wow, is this a small humanoid motor?"

"Eighty, Sister Qin, surpassing you......"

Within the Qin Zun Group, the record of the junior evolutionary was thirty-five meters per second.

And the level of Jin Qiqin is about 70 meters per second.

Jin Qiqin's red lips opened slightly, and there was an unbelievable look on her face.

Although she had witnessed Ling Fan defeat Xiong Zhenxuan, she felt that there was something strange about it.

At that time, only he and Zhang Zhihe saw a little problem.

At the most critical moment, Xiong Zhenxuan suddenly lost his mind for a moment, and Ling Fan seized that moment to bully Xiong Zhenxuan in front of him and cut off an arm.

Therefore, Jin Qiqin had a trace of doubts about Ling Fan's combat effectiveness, and before she figured out the reason for the loss of consciousness, she felt that the purple sword in the opponent's hand was the key to victory.

Who knows, as a primary evolutionary, Ling Fan's speed has reached eighty meters per second, which shocked her heart and re-examines this question.

"Don't!"

A miserable howl rang out.

The one who howled was the one who had said he was going to eat the treadmill.

"Oh my God...... It's really 100 meters per second, this ......"

"First ...... Brother Chu, you can't see your legs clearly, it's so fierce. ”

Everyone looked at each other, all of them looking sluggish.

At the beginning of the design of this treadmill, it was made using the level of intermediate evolutionaries as a reference, and the limit of most intermediate evolutionaries was 100 meters per second.

Ling Fan felt that this speed was almost away from his limit, no matter how fast it was, it couldn't be much faster, at most one hundred and ten meters per second.

Of course, this speed is only running speed, not an instantaneous burst of speed.

Slowly stopping, Ling Fan got down from the treadmill and made a gesture to the one who was going to eat the treadmill.

"Please take your time. ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

No one would take it seriously, and everyone then encouraged Ling Fan to test other projects.

"Brother Chu, come here, fist test. ”

"If you can blow this up, I'll ......"

Saying that it was easy to get used to accidents, the man hurried to brake.

Yi Xiaohuan said: "The limit of this machine is 2,000 kilograms, you can rest assured to fight boldly." ”

duang。

Ling Fan didn't say a word, and punched the pendulum.

When everyone looked at the results, they were in an uproar: "Sure enough, it won't work, haha." ”

"Brother Chu's limit, huh. ”

"After all, it's just a junior brother, you can understand. ”

DUANG！

Immediately after that, Ling Fan punched again, and the sound startled everyone.

Jin Qiqin covered her mouth and looked at the display screen, muttering, "It's a big ...... again"

Ling Fan scratched his head and said to Yi Xiaohuan, "What is the highest value of this machine?"

He used about a third of the force of his first punch just now, showing 1183KG.

The next punch, he used seventy percent of his strength, and the result turned into ******.

Yi Xiaohuan had a strange expression, glanced at Ling Fan's arm, and said, "The upper limit is 2000KG, Ling Fan, I can't see it, the small arms and legs, one punch weighs two tons, is it the limit?"

"Pretty much. ”

Ling Fan wasn't very satisfied, he wanted to know a little more about the situation, so he asked, "Isn't there a higher upper limit?"

Jin Qiqin's flaming lips pursed and said, "There's one over there, it's just been two days since I moved here, do you want to try it?"

Surrounded by a group of people, Ling Fan came to an instrument that was still covered with a white cloth.

Crash.

Mo Xigan tore off the white cloth with his head, waved his hands and raised his head, and said, "Brother Chu, please perform." ”

Ling Fan stepped forward, touched the precision instrument and said to Yi Xiaohuan: "In the future, spend less money to do these things, it's flashy." ”

That tone seems to be the feeling of a husband talking to his wife, and spending less money to buy mess in the future.

Jin Qiqin looked at Yi Xiaohuan with a snicker, and said softly: "I started to care about your spending, hehe." ”

Yi Xiaohuan pushed Jin Qiqin, and then said to Ling Fan: "Okay, you have the ability to blow it up, and you won't develop these things in the future." ”