Chapter 6 Chapter Pushing the Limits

"Supervisor.

"There's a freshman that went to the 3x Gravity Room on his first visit."

Someone reported.

Yang Guang, the supervisor in charge of the fourth floor wearing a black practicing uniform, was unimpressed when he heard this, "No need to tell me about this little thing. There are students like him every year, don't worry about it, they won't last for more than an hour and they'll come out on their own."

"But that freshman has already been in for three hours."

"What!"

Yang Guang's gaze condensed slightly, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

He got up and left in a hurry, heading to the 3x Gravity Room area.

"The most you can get in the Gravity Room is fainting, so I waited for a while." The henchman followed beside him and explained.

"Little Liang, you're new here and don't understand yet." Floor Supervisor Yang Guang said in a deep voice, "There is Challenge of Life on the MCMS University campus, and mentors will also take their students to specific places, all of which have a probability of dying, but ours training grounds is different, and accidents will be heavily penalized."

"Got it." The henchman nodded.

"The first time you come to the 3x Gravity Room, you will be very uncomfortable, and probably just pass out."

Yang Guang walked to a room and pressed the doorbell directly.

There was a five second wait.

He was about to open the door when the person inside came out.

Ning Feng was covered in sweat and his skin was reddened, but his essence was good, and his arms were trembling slightly, so it was obvious that he had overdrawn his strength.

"Something wrong?"

"Routine inspection."

With a simple line of dialog, the young man stepped away from Yang Guang's gaze and entered the Speed Training Room across the corridor.

"Who is he?" Yang Guang had curiosity.

"Ning Feng, a freshman in Class 2."

The man handed over his cell phone and glanced at the message.

Yang Guang smiled lightly, "Not bad, his physical test scores barely qualify him to be in the 3x Gravity Room, he has the same drive I had when I was young, it probably won't be too long before he reaches my heights too."

"Supervisor, what height are you?" The underling asked curiously.

"Three-star Soul Master."

"Ohhh, that indeed won't take long."

"Hmm?"

"..."

At five thirty.

Wang Peng sent a message, "Ning Feng, still training? Mentor said not to take too long each time, it's counterproductive."

Whew...

Ning Feng let out a long breath.

Leaving the training room, his entire body was numb and his muscles trembled.

After meeting downstairs, they went to the Mall Building.

The first floor was spread out like a bank counter with hundreds of windows, Ning Feng exchanged four Yuan Yang Fruit and ate two on the way back.

He soon felt warmth flowing through all parts of his body, and the recovery was remarkable.

"Extravagant."

Wang Peng grinned, thinking that it was specifically used by Ning Feng to recover his physical energy.

"Five and a half hours, spent 17 credits, it's worth it, the training was too good, haha." Zhao Dalang laughed roughly, "But I'm starving, let's go to the cafeteria quickly."

Ning Feng nodded slightly, "I'm also a little hungry."

The cafeteria was a five-story building with a huge scale, and as they walked into it, all sorts of scents poured out of their nose.

"A boxed lunch, please."

The box lunch had two meat and two veggies, and the portion was large.

But MCMS University students also have big appetites, and many of them have a box lunch with some other delicacies.

Just like Ning Feng's trio, after buying the box lunch, they came back to the fried chicken place.

"Boss, three chicken rolls." Zhao Dalang said, "No scallions for mine, no chili, give me more meat, come on, more, more, more meat..."

The middle-aged uncle boss looked at him, "I'll roll you a chicken!"

Zhao Dalang, "????"

Under the trio's gaze, the owner's hands were quick, slicing a chicken into pieces of meat, rolling it up and handing it over, "Fifty."

The corners of Zhao Dalang's mouth trembled as he painfully swiped his meal card.

Ning Feng and Wang Peng, on the other hand, asked for two regular seven dollar chicken rolls.

"Consider it an improvement in food."

Zhao Dalang laughed nervously and took a big, fragrant bite of the chicken rolls.

In the end, the times have changed, and even the small owner of the cafeteria at MCMS University looks unusual.

After the meal, he went back to the dormitory to rest for a while, and at seven o'clock Ning Feng left.

He came back to the Physical Training Building and entered the 3x Gravity Room.

...

One month later.

The Physical Training Building's fourth floor.

"Ning Feng, you're here again."

Yang Guang, the supervisor, said, "You haven't absorbed the Soul Bead yet, there's no need to train your physical abilities at high intensity, and you can't break through the limits of your body, so you should do it according to your strength."

Ning Feng nodded his head slightly.

He entered the 5x Gravity Room.

Bang!

A fist struck out, hitting the instrument.

"2000kg!"

Extreme punching power?

Ning Feng had reached it eight days ago before getting stuck here.

With a speed of 50m/s, S-ranked of nerve reaction, all the comprehensive qualities had reached their peak.

This was the result of his crazy training.

At first, he had to train for ten hours a day, and in the second half of the month, he came to three hours a day.

Listening to Li Jun's tutor's class every morning, constantly understanding and trying, he also understood a lot.

The Psi Energy needed to perform Ghost Hand was only missing the last item after the trials.

Ning Feng took out a White Soul Bead from his backpack.

It was the one that was worth 500 credits to make his arms longer, and after lying in the treasure trove for several years, he finally met its owner.

"To absorb the Soul Bead, use your mind to pull the energy."

Ning Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

With the growth of his physical qualities, his Intent grew five times when he performed Inner Vision, feeling that the day when he would push open the door of Jedi Shadow Palace was not far away.

Wow...

Ning Feng held the Soul Bead in his right hand and concentrated his thoughts, like a needle prick, easily entering the interior of the Soul Bead.

The energy in it made him feel like a hot spring, it was subtle.

Then he managed to pull the energy out and sink it into his palm.

Five seconds later, the Soul Bead turned into flying ash and drifted away.

Ning Feng's hands suddenly tightened.

Then his entire body became numb and sore, like a million swords stabbing him.

Three minutes passed, and the seconds felt like years.

Ning Feng was covered in sweat as he let out a long breath, "Psi Energy is really in Soul Bead."

He felt that his hands contained Psi Energy, a hundred times more than the first time he felt it.

"The body is still a bit numb."

Bang!

He punched out.

When he saw the number of characters on the meter, he was stunned.

"2765kg?

"Surprisingly, it has broken through my body's limit?"

Ning Feng was slightly shocked in his heart.

The world pattern had changed for so many years, and there had never been anyone who had broken through the human body limit, and could only rely on Soul Bead to get greater speed and strength.

"Absorbing energy to activate the Ghost Hand made me break through the human body limit, unbelievable."

Ning Feng pulled the energy of his hand and gathered it into an invisible fist, striking out across three meters.

Boom!

"4093kg!"

Ning Feng's gaze flickered, very surprised.

"Four thousand kilograms, equivalent to the strength of a two-star Soul Master's power Soul Skill strength."

"Without using Ghost Hand, my strength, speed, reaction, and endurance are all at the one-star Soul Master level as well."

This was equivalent to his current battle power being several Soul Skills rolled into one.

"It can also only be compared to someone who absorbed White Common Soul Bead, Blue Soul Bead's Soul Skill of Fist Technique, a one-star Soul Master can also reach 3500 kilograms of force.

"But my physical quality, it's possible that it will still grow!"

Ning Feng took a light breath.

He continued to train in the 5x Gravity Room.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ning Feng returned to the dormitory.

"Brother Feng, when are you going to challenge the Tong Tian Bridge? There are still five days to go." Wang Peng said.

Tong Tian Bridge is the freshmen welfare, opening for a month freely, is a simulation warehouse, the intention to enter the unreal world, and fight with Alien Beasts.

Ning Feng experienced for the first time, the freshman will be reward when someone reached level ten, he got to the third layer, the results in the classmates did not absorb Soul Bead before belonging to the upper class.

But in this month, the second class had all found their Soul Bead, and their grades at the Tong Tian Bridge were climbing.

"Wang Mu is already at the eighth level, and his mentor said he might reach the ninth level."

Zhao Dalang patted his chest, "The next class Li Xiaoxi reached the ninth floor, now the number of the ones who can reach the ninth floor in the whole school is only five people, before the last free day, I should be able to reach the seventh floor, Feng, when you go to do it?"

Ning Feng casually said, "I will go there in the next few days."

"Oh right." Wang Peng looked a bit more serious, "Li Hui from our class is Lin Ming's roommate, I just went to inquire, he said Lin Tai might be coming to find you tomorrow, good thing is that your Soul Bead hasn't been absorbed yet, you're not a Soul Master yet, Lin Tai won't be able to challenge you."

"What can he do if he come to challenge? No, I'll go, let him taste my Steel Fist." Zhao Dalang said in a deep voice.

Ning Feng smiled lightly, "I've certified a one-star Soul Master."

"You absorbed Soul Bead." Zhao Dalang curiously said, "What Soul Skill is it?"

Ning Feng shook his head in silence.

Ghost Hand existed as an instrument that could pass Soul Master verification, but it wasn't a Soul Skill after all.

"Are you sure about dealing with Lin Tai?" Wang Peng asked.

"Uh-huh."

Lin Tai was a three-star Soul Master, but to challenge a one-star Soul Master, he would have to take herbs and could only utilize his first Soul Skill, which was said to be a Blade Skill.

Before, Ning Feng was 60% sure of winning.

But now...

Eight o'clock in the morning of the following day.

Just came to Class and sat down.

Then he saw Lin Ming striding through the door, "This is a letter of war from my brother. Ning Feng, if you have the guts, come to the appointment."

Ning Feng glanced at him.

"What? Don't dare to go?" Lin Ming showed his high profile and snorted, "If I remember correctly, you promised at that time, and now you want to be a shrinking violet? If you don't fight, your reputation will be ruined in the First Campus."

"What do you have to pretend?" Zhao Dalang glared.

"Shut up, you." Lin Ming snorted coldly and threw the war letter on Ning Feng's desk.

Ning Feng clipped the war letter and looked at it, casually throwing it into the trash can.

The surrounding students also started talking, "Lin Tai? That's a sophomore."

"Ning Feng and Lin Tai..."

...

After school at noon.

Ning Feng had just walked out of the classroom.

"Ow!"

He saw an Alien Beast's bloody mouth running down to bite himself.

Ning Feng's gaze moved slightly, somewhat helpless.

The illusion dissipated before his eyes.

Li Xiaoxi jumped to his side, "Okay, now you're not afraid, I heard that a sophomore guy is going to beat you up?"

In the course of the morning, the matter of Lin Tai and Ning Feng going to the ring was also known by many people.

"I'll see who's so arrogant as to touch someone I'm covering."

Li Xiaoxi grunted.

She was followed by seven or eight little sisters, ready to take the initiative.

Ning Feng calmly said, "I'll do it myself."

"Yo, young man, you're very confident." Li Xiaoxi said.

"Of course." Wang Peng laughed, "Brother Feng is a tough guy."

"Let's go, let's see what those guys can do." Zhao Dalang said in a deep voice.

The two Classes, probably more than thirty people, followed one after another towards the fighting ring.