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"Old Zeng, what's wrong with you? Are you tired now?" Luo Nian spoke.

Zeng He's face twitched, and he said angrily: "Old Luo, how could I be tired? I just want Lin Feng to have a good rest, and then fight with Lin Feng after he has rested."

"In this way, the test data can be more accurate."

"Old Zeng, Lin Feng just said that he is not tired at all." Luo Nian glanced at Zeng He's fist and said: "Your hand is bleeding."

Zeng He: "..."

Zeng He pretended to be calm and quickly put his hands behind his back.

"No way, Old Zeng was actually injured by Lin Feng?!"

"Old Zeng's hand is indeed bleeding, he was actually injured by Lin Feng?!"

"Old Zeng, who is a sixth-level warrior in the War Emperor Realm, was actually injured by Lin Feng, a fourth-level warrior in the War King Realm?"

The others also found the blood dripping from Zeng He's fist.

"Director Zeng, I've had a good rest." Lin Feng came over and said, "Let's continue."

Zeng He: "..."

Zeng He's old face twitched, and he nodded and said, "Okay, just attack directly."

"Director Zeng, I'm sorry." The long sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly appeared in front of Zeng He.

Zeng He moved sideways to avoid Lin Feng's attack.

However, he found that there was a trace of ice crystal on his arm.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? It can actually condense the power of ice?"

Zeng He frowned, and his face became more solemn.

Swish, swish, swish!

The dense sword shadows suddenly fell.

Zeng He was wrapped in light golden aura, and raised his hand to collide head-on with the sword shadows in the sky.

Boom!

The low explosion sound kept echoing.

The sword shadows in the sky gradually dissipated.

There were many snow-white ice crystals on Zeng He's arm.

"Old Zeng is serious. He actually used the Golden Dragon Power."

"Old Zeng's Golden Dragon Power is very domineering. If he uses the Golden Dragon Power, Lin Feng will be in trouble."

"I didn't expect that Old Zeng would use the Golden Dragon Power when fighting a high school student."

Everyone looked at the light golden aura wrapped around Zeng He's body and whispered.

Roar!

At this time, a low dragon roar echoed.

A translucent dragon crashed into Zeng He.

The ice crystals spread rapidly on the ground, and the entire training room was instantly covered by ice crystals with cold air.

Even Zeng He was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Crack!

Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the ice crystals on Zeng He's body.

As the cracks spread, the ice crystals wrapped around Zeng He shattered.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Before Zeng He could come to his senses, another sky full of sword shadows came towards him.

A low explosion echoed, and Zeng He was completely wrapped by the sharp sword energy.

The golden dragon force that wrapped Zeng He broke a gap.

A scar also appeared on Zeng He's arm.

A drop of blood slid down the blood on Zeng He's arm.

"Lin Feng, wait a moment." Zeng He spoke again.

Lin Feng retracted his sword, stopped in front of Zeng He, and said, "Director Zeng, what's wrong?"

"Ahem!" Zeng He put his injured arm behind his back and pretended to be calm: "Lin Feng, after the fight just now, you must be tired again, right?"

"How about this, you take a rest, and we will continue to fight after you have rested."

"Ah? Rest again?" Lin Feng pouted.

"Ahem! Lin Feng, wait until you have rested before fighting, so that the data scanned by the scanning room can be more accurate." Zeng He explained.

"Okay, then take a rest." Lin Feng nodded and sat next to him.

"Lao Zeng, you are fighting with Lin Feng, a high school student, why do you always take a break? Are you exhausted?" Luo Nian said.

Zeng He blushed and said, "Lao Luo, I let Lin Feng take a break just to make the test data more accurate."

"Lao Zeng, don't you want to take a break?" Luo Nian said.

"I..." Zeng He tightened his fists behind his back and cursed, "I am fighting with a high school student, how can I be tired? I am worried that Lin Feng is tired!"

"Lao Zeng, your arm is bleeding too." Luo Nian reminded.

Zeng He: "..."

"No way, how come Old Zeng was injured twice in a row by Lin Feng?"

"I didn't expect that Lin Feng, a high school student, could actually injure Old Zeng twice in a row."

"Lin Feng is amazing, he deserves to be the first in the military Olympics."

"Luckily I didn't run out to fight with Lin Feng just now, otherwise I would be embarrassed now."

"Haha, fortunately I held back and didn't make a move, otherwise I would be embarrassed now."

Everyone around was relieved.

Zeng He's face flushed.

He never thought that Lin Feng, a fourth-level warrior in the War King Realm, would be so powerful.

Even if he used the Golden Dragon Force, he was injured by Lin Feng.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng has too many advanced martial arts, and Zeng He doesn't know how long he will have to fight with Lin Feng before he can scan all the martial arts of Lin Feng.

"Director Zeng, I'm done with my rest, let's continue." Lin Feng spoke.

Zeng He tightened his fists behind his back and nodded, "You continue to attack."

"Director Zeng, I'm going to change my weapon next." Lin Feng put down his sword, picked up his spear, and stabbed Zeng He.

Dense gun shadows fell from the sky.

Zeng He was wrapped in golden dragon power, and he clenched his fists to collide with it head-on.

Boom!

A low explosion echoed.

The gun shadows in the sky gradually dissipated, and Zeng He was blasted back again and again.

Before he could come to his senses, dense gun shadows fell again.

Zeng He: "..."

Zeng He tightened his fists and could only continue to collide with it.

Boom!

The sound of explosion echoed, Zeng He staggered back, and there were several more shallow scars on his arms.

"Lin Feng, wait a minute." Zeng He spoke again.

Lin Feng appeared in front of Zeng He with a gun and asked, "Director Zeng, what's wrong again?"

"Ahem! Lin Feng, you have used so many martial arts in succession, and the consumption must be very large. You should rest for a while. When you have rested, we will continue." Zeng He said.

Lin Feng curled his lips, "Okay then."

One minute later, Lin Feng and Zeng He fought again.

Five minutes later, Zeng He called a timeout again.

Six minutes later, Lin Feng and Zeng He fought again.

Eleven minutes later, Zeng He called a timeout again.

...

I don't know how long it took, Lin Feng's martial arts had been almost used up.

Zeng He was covered with shallow scars and gasped heavily.

He never thought that he would be so embarrassed by Lin Feng when he just tried to test him.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng knows too many martial arts. He fought with Lin Feng for several hours before he could barely finish testing Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, you should have used all the martial arts you know, right?" Zeng He said.

Lin Feng nodded, "All of them have been used."

"Great." Zeng He breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally didn't have to suffer any more.

But Lin Feng's voice sounded again, "However, I still have some telekinesis that I haven't used yet."

Zeng He: "..."