The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 829: Getting Stronger, Getting Stronger (Second Update)
Chapter 829: Chapter 829: Getting Stronger, Getting Stronger (Second Update)
Zhang Fan felt like ten thousand alpacas were galloping through his heart!
Is that even possible?
You damn well didn’t say that before!
Stupid System, can’t you just say everything all at once?
But soon after, Zhang Fan was ecstatic!
A single task for seventy thousand Spiritual Value!
Thinking about the two million Spiritual Value he owed the System, Zhang Fan felt a headache coming on.
Wait a minute?
Is Ye Xuan’s wish for me to help Xiele get revenge?
Or is it to help her become stronger?
Damn it, helping Xiele get revenge, where the hell do I find people from Poison Spider?
Is Poison Spider that easy to find?
The whole world has been looking for one of their bases for ages!
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However, Zhang Fan soon had a stroke of genius.
Hehe, Ye Zi is my woman, I must discuss this with her!
The next moment, Zhang Fan took Ye Xuan by the waist, then pointed at the running Xiele and said, "Ye Zi, why do you think big-chested girl is working so hard? She definitely wants to get her own revenge! Helping her get revenge is nonsense, at most I’m just helping her become stronger."
Ye Xuan blinked her eyes, stared at Xiele for a long while, and then said, "Yeah, she has such a strong personality! If she can’t get her own revenge, it’ll be worse than killing her. So, you should help her become stronger, like one hand defeating fifty."
At that moment, a mechanical voice echoed in Zhang Fan’s mind.
"Ding, congratulations to the Host for breaking the System’s norms, awarding 100,000 Spiritual Value!"
"Holy crap!"
Zhang Fan was genuinely shocked this time!
What the hell, that works?
Looking at his Spiritual Value of 100,020, Zhang Fan felt inexplicably excited!
If I could change the tasks for those eighteen objects as well, wouldn’t that be a neat 1.8 million Spiritual Value in hand?
The two million Spiritual Value I owe the System, isn’t it effortlessly manageable?
Thinking this, Zhang Fan laughed!
Fate is truly helping me!
"Don’t worry, Ye Zi, defeating fifty middle schoolers with one hand will definitely not be a problem!" Zhang Fan said with a bright smile!
"Middle schoolers?" Ye Xuan’s teeth ached with fury, and the next moment, she spun one hundred and eighty degrees behind Zhang Fan!
"Hey, hey, hey, Ye Zi, can’t you even take a joke?" Zhang Fan yelled in pain.
"Nope!" Ye Xuan crossed her arms, a look of annoyance on her face!
Zhang Fan suddenly ran out, "No more teasing you, I have to go train as well!"
Target, two kilometers!
Watching Zhang Fan’s slow pace, the corner of Ye Xuan’s mouth also twitched.
What the, he’s even slower than Lele!
Indeed, as soon as Zhang Fan started to run, Liang Qi and a group of people immediately rolled their eyes.
Dude, what are you playing at now!
Damn, are you putting on a show again? Is that necessary?
At two thousand one hundred meters, Zhang Fan collapsed.
Straight as a stick, he smashed hard onto the ground.
Immediately, Li Yu and a group of people rapidly rushed over.
Seeing Zhang Fan soaked in sweat, everyone’s gaze turned strange, especially Gu Er and his group.
Is Zhang Fan really training some Martial Arts?
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan stood on the lawn, completely dumbfounded!
What happened to being a Dragon Group member?
Xiele is now carrying 10kg and has already run seven laps, and you collapse after just two, what does this mean?
However, seeing Zhang Fan being carried away, Ye Xuan was also panic-stricken.
"Little sister, don’t worry, Zhang Fan is undergoing special training; he just needs a good sleep!" He Lan’s red lips parted slightly as she explained to Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan looked at He Lan doubtfully, her face full of deep concern as she stared at Zhang Fan!
"Relax, when Brother Fan was in the devil’s training camp, he could run forty kilometers at a stretch with a load of five hundred kilograms. We all saw it with our own eyes," Xue Xueqi said slowly.
However, hearing this, Liang Qi and the others bit their tongues in shock.
What the hell!
Five hundred kilograms, forty kilometers?
Are you kidding me?
How could there be such a terrifying monster in this world?
Five hundred kilograms? That would crush them outright, wouldn’t it?
But remembering the way Zhang Fan ran like the wind with a hundred kilograms, their scalps tingled thoroughly.
It seems very possible though!
"During the first three months in the training camp, the boss would faint from exhaustion at every training session! Even later on, he looked like a heap of soft mud after each session. Of the more than a hundred people in the camp, the boss was directly promoted to a member of the Dragon Group! If it weren’t for the boss massaging us every day with his weary body, I doubt any of us could have made it into the Dragon Group!"
The voice of Li Yu also rose slowly!
Watching the unconscious Zhang Fan, he couldn’t help but think back to those days in the devil’s training camp!
Those were truly days of hell mingled with blood and tears!
At the same time, a resolute expression flickered in Li Yu’s eyes.
"If we don’t work hard now, we will get farther and farther away from the boss. In the future, we may not even see his back!"
The solemn voice made Wang Zheng and others become serious.
"Yeah, the boss has already become an Angry Dragon Member but is still working so hard. What reason do we have not to strive?" Jiang Yixuan said softly.
"Let’s train! Back to those days in the devil’s training camp! Follow the boss’s footsteps!" Lin Feng roared!
Hearing Li Yu and the others’ words, Ye Xuan’s eyes suddenly misted up!
Training every day until he fainted?
This wasn’t just hardship; it was outright life-threatening!
Soon, Li Yu and his team carried Zhang Fan to the infirmary. The next moment, Li Yu roared,
"Gather!"
"Two hundred kilograms load, forty kilometers!"
"Wang Zheng, Chu Feng, Jiang Yixuan, Jiang Min’er, Xue Xueqi, Ouyang Xue, Mo Yajing, follow me to get the gear!"
Upon hearing Li Yu’s roar, Liang Qi and his group’s eyes were filled with terror.
They were already dead tired from a twenty-kilometer run with forty kilograms; were these people trying to defy the heavens?
Five times the load, double the distance, in that moment, the faces of all people in Liang Qi’s group stung with intense pain!
And they dared to call themselves elites in the military?
Compared to these people, they weren’t even worth the dust!
However, instantly, Liang Qi and his group’s faces lit up with an intense fighting spirit.
Get stronger, get stronger, get stronger!
The strong rule!
"Tap, tap, tap!"
The immensely heavy footsteps, in the silent night, sounded like thunder.
Watching this scene, Di Xiele’s fists clenched tightly!
Ten kilograms? Twenty kilometers?
Compared to these people? What’s that?
Blood Sea Hatred! Absolutely irreconcilable!
The next moment, grinding her teeth, Di Xiele followed the footsteps of Li Yu and his team and rushed out!
At the same time, the eyes of Gu Er and his group deepened.
But immediately, sighs began to rise.
"Ah, if we can’t solve the load problem, even running ourselves to death won’t make much of a difference. Now, we can only rely on Fighting Gun Skill to improve our strength," Gu Er said with a wry smile!
"I really don’t know, how exactly do those people from Golden Dragon train!" Miao Da muttered.
"Why not, ask Elder Dragon?"
