The people of the Starry Federation are martial and have superb combat power and have supreme status. All the citizens of the Federation regard embarking on the path of cultivation as their greatest honor.

Even if you cannot become a cultivator, you like to work hard, sharpen your muscles and bones, sculpt your body shape, and maintain the habit of practicing for life.

Therefore, fitness clubs, practice halls and martial arts schools can be seen everywhere on the streets and alleys. Those who practice in them may not be extremely vicious martial arts masters. Most of them are students and office workers who abide by the law and follow the rules.

When Li Yao saw the sign of the "Military Way Killing Wolf Cultivation Hall", he became more confident.

He knew that most of the bosses in this type of place were fanatical practitioners. They refine "copycat enhancement potions" and mostly take them to themselves and members of the cultivation hall. Making money is not the primary purpose, so they often spare no expense and have certain quality guarantees.

Touching the spider pattern on his face, Li Yao walked in.

The training hall is not big, but there is a unique world inside. In the strength training room of about three or four hundred square meters, more than a dozen muscles were ignited. The strong man with sweat was smashing the barbell, steel cable and iron sheets, and there was a big man in the corner who was squeezing a sandbag.

Li Yao glanced around and found that these big men were not very heavy in weight, and their faces were relatively honest and kind, and they did not give people a fierce feeling. They seemed to be ordinary office workers, so they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and felt more at ease.

He walked to the corner and was about to ask the strong man who was making sandbags - this man looked the most kind-hearted.

The strong man happened to step closer to the lunge, stabbed his back with a heavy punch, and threw out all his strength, smashing the sandbag high, hitting Li Yao's face and making a "pop" sound.

The strong man said "ah" and said anxiously: "Are you okay?"

Li Yao shook his head, his nose was a little sour, his nose twitched twice, and he shook his head and said, "It's okay, where is Director Zhao?"

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Behind the strength training room, in a small tea room, there was a strong man sitting on two military green seat cushions, two tea jars in between, as well as cooked dishes such as bacon, roast chicken, peanuts, etc.

The man on the left is about forty or fifty years old. His bumpy bald head is tattooed with a wolf-head tattooed with a military spear. His left arm is cut off from his shoulder blades, and replaced by a spiritual prosthesis engraved with thousands of runes.

The person on the right is a young man who seems to be less than 30 years old. He is wearing a very low-key gray military windbreaker. He has been wearing it for about many years and has been washed to a white and faded color.

If Li Yao saw this person, he would be so excited that he was insane. This young man was the idol in the minds of all the students of Chixiao No. 2 Middle School, a newcomer in the circle of cultivators in Fuge City, a monk in the foundation-building stage, and a demon sword Peng Hai!

At this moment, Peng Hai did not have the breath of a powerful cultivator. He raised the teapot and said to the bald tattooed man with ease: "Old instructor, come, for the years we fought in the monster wilderness, I will have another drink!"

The teapot was obviously the most crude Erguotou, Peng Hai, a great monk who was rich and frugal, seemed to have seen nectar and jade liquid, and drank it all in one drink, and smacked his tongue loudly: "Good wine, this is the damn thing that men should drink!"

The bald-headed tattooed man used a prosthetic limb to grab the teapot with some stiffness and sighed: "Ahai, I know that you are a kid who values ​​feelings and is in love. Even if you become a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, you will not forget us old comrades who were born and die together back then! But you are determined, it would be fine to come to me to drink every few days, there is really no need to practice here all the time - I am at an amateur level and very low level. You are a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and you are a waste of time here skillfully!"

Peng Hai smiled: "Old instructor, our friendship cannot be explained clearly by simply the four words "birth and death". Thinking back then, we carried out the "Black Blade Operation". If you hadn't helped me block that, I would have died long ago. How could I still become a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage? And you..."

The eyes swept to the left hand of the bald tattooed man, and Peng Hai's voice also brought a heavy feeling, "but he threw away his entire left arm, and even his heart was blown away 70%. From the thirteenth level of the Qi Refining Stage, he fell back to the ordinary warrior level, and had to leave the 'wolf group'..."

The bald tattooed man waved his hand and said indifferently: "The road to cultivation is full of dangers and life-threatening death. Since I embarked on this road of no return, I have already put my head on my belt and ready to die at any time! Just throwing one hand away, what's the point? If I couldn't even see through this, I would have been practicing a bird's life, so it would be safer to go home to work and be a white-collar worker to ask for a wife? You don't have to keep that matter in mind. Let's go out to practice, break your hands and feet or go back to my hometown to sell salted duck eggs. It's all my life! I broke my hand, it's me

Destined, what does it have to do with you? Besides, if I don’t let me practice, then I won’t practice. Every month, I drink a lot of ‘veteran disability allowance’, drink a little wine, grilled skewers, and I don’t have enough ** on the bed every day. I don’t know how cool and happy I am! And the old comrades who are still in the army, yes, many people have become cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even two great monks who have created pills. So what? Maybe tomorrow will turn into a splash of shit in the belly of the monster, and there will be no residue left! Thinking about this, I still make a fortune, hahahahaha!”

Peng Hai said happily: "You can take it and let it go. You are the old instructor in my memory, a tough guy with a strong heart! But one thing is, the old instructor is wrong. I come to you every day, not to waste time, but to practice very importantly."

The bald tattooed man widened his eyes: "Cultivation? In a broken place like me, what tricks can you practice?"

Peng Hai smiled faintly and explained: "My momentary psychic explosive power has reached the 'high-level level of the foundation building stage', but it is very unstable. At several critical moments of battles, I accidentally fell back to the 'mid-level level of the foundation building stage' and almost died - this is because my absolute power has increased too quickly, and my control over the power is not yet home. If I want to truly stand firm in the 'high-level level of the foundation building stage', or even reach the 'peak of the foundation building stage', I must completely solve this problem!"

The bald tattooed man pondered for a moment and nodded, "You are one of the youngest cultivators in the foundation-building stage of the Federation. Advancement too quickly will indeed bring about the problem of unstable foundations. How are you going to solve it?"

Peng Hai smiled and said, "In order to control his own strength, every time I go to the old instructor's 'Military Wolf Killing Cultivation Hall', I will suppress my strength at 3%, and only exert my strength to carry out overload training!"

The bald tattooed man suddenly realized: "So you have only exerted 3% of your strength? No wonder I can't feel the breath of a cultivator from you."

Peng Hai nodded: "I have been in a state of 3% for a month. In this way, when I relaxed the restrictions and exerted 100% of my strength, I felt that my explosive power had been greatly improved in an instant, and my control over the psychic energy was also greatly enhanced! My goal is to ultimately suppress my own strength at 1%, and to conduct overload training and confrontation. If I can do it, I will definitely reach the peak of the foundation-building stage!"

After a pause, he smiled with regret, "Instability in spiritual power is my biggest weakness. I don't want others to know, so I can only come to you to practice with the old instructor - in Fuge City, I only believe in two people, and the old instructor is one of them. Unfortunately, the members of yours are too weak, and none of them can withstand my attack with 3% of my strength, three minutes! Just doing strength training seems to be a breath again."

The bald tattooed man glared at him: "My members are all serious office workers, working class, and not professional warriors. Of course, they are not enough for you to fight. Even if you only use 3% of your strength, it is purely abusive killing! However, not to mention that the old instructor does not take care of you, I know you are looking for a master who is resistant to playing, so I specially contacted a gold medal trainer who is well-known in the circle and will arrive later."

When Peng Hai heard this, he became interested: "Oh? Is it powerful?"

The bald tattooed man said, "I have also introduced it through a friend. I have never seen him. However, this person has been in the underground ghost market for many years and has worked as a professional sparring player in several martial arts halls. It is said that he has a strong ability to fight against attacks. He has a nickname called "Iron Turtle". He should be able to withstand you with 3% of his strength for three minutes, right?"

The entire wall on the left side of the tea room is one-way transparent glass. Looking out from the inside, you can see the situation in the strength training room.

While the two of them were talking, they happened to see Li Yao walking in and being hit hard by a sandbag in the face, but it seemed nothing happened.
Chapter completed!