He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

How many hours?

Zhang Beixing thought about it in his mind and realized that Leng Bing's previous strength was actually not weak.

Before he came to Wu Kingdom, he was already a second-level warrior. He was only a little bit away from being an A-level warrior and could reach a higher level at any time.

And because he came from the army, his overall quality should be stronger.

If an ordinary Grade A warrior collided with him, and if he really encountered a life-and-death situation, it was not certain who would have the last laugh.

In a life-and-death fight, the classification of warriors is really not the only criterion for identifying strength.

Sometimes, something else may be the winning factor.

Leng Bing happens to be this kind of person.

I saw that the security personnel of those buildings at the Lanxi branch had passed Macleay's experiment and became master-level warriors. If Leng Bing passed this experiment...

Zhang Beixing is quite looking forward to how strong he will be in the future.

If there is a book, it will be long; if there is no book, it will be short.

Zhang Beixing and others were chatting at the door, and time passed quickly.

Strange noises started coming from inside the house.

The crackling sound is endless.

These complicated sounds interrupted Zhang Beixing's chat, and everyone's eyes focused on this wooden door.

The thin wooden door seemed so unreliable, as if it would be torn apart soon, and then a monster would break out from inside.

One minute, two minutes...

More than ten minutes passed.

The wooden door was not shattered, but the movement inside became smaller, and basically no sound could be heard.

"Has this always been the case with experiments?"

Zhang Beixing asked, somewhat confused.

McCree shook her head calmly.

"No, this has never happened before."

"Previous experiments were all about tying the test subject to the operating table and then using anesthesia. The entire process was spent under anesthesia."

"The effect of the anesthesia will disappear only after the experimental subject wakes up. By then, the person will have already calmed down."

McCree explained, shrugging helplessly at Zhang Beixing, "But as you can see, there is no anesthesia here, there is no operating table, and the conditions are not sufficient, so this is the only way."

As if McCree's words meant anything, she said to Zhang Beixing, "What does it matter whether you are anesthetized or not while you are here?"

Also.

Zhang Beixing did not refute this statement.

Even if Leng Bing goes crazy and rushes in front of him, the big deal is just a slap from him.

Is there anyone in this world who can withstand a slap in the face?

Never seen it before.

After another ten minutes or so, Zhang Beixing stopped waiting and planned to open the door and go in to take a look.

Twist the door handle.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

Caught off guard, the door was so fragile. Zhang Beixing just touched the door handle, and the entire door collapsed to the ground.

The huge movement attracted the attention of the people inside the door.

The figure's face suddenly turned around and stared here.

Those were a pair of scarlet eyes, staring at Zhang Beixing. There was not much rationality in the eyes, only indifferent eyes.

It seems like a biological instinct that no longer has a mind of its own.

But unexpectedly, he didn't move at all. He just looked here without taking any action, as if he had some scruples.

Zhang Beixing walked directly into the house and soon came to his side.

Seeing Zhang Beixing walking forward, he instinctively wanted to retreat and avoid.

However, Zhang Beixing grabbed his wrist very quickly and refused to let him leave.

"What's going on? Why are you acting like a fool? You don't recognize anyone anymore?"

Seeing the blank look in Leng Bing's eyes, Zhang Beixing knew that something was wrong.

This kid's brain seems to be useless.

He can't even recognize himself, which is obviously a problem.

Zhang Beixing is not arrogant. There are probably more people who don't know him around the world, and the ratio between those who know him and those who don't know him is about 10 to 23.

But in Daxia, Zhang Beixing is now almost a household name.

For more than half a year, Daxia has spared no effort in promoting Zhang Beixing. There is no one in Daxia who does not know Zhang Beixing.

Of course Leng Bing got to know him better. Eighty percent of Leng Bing's mission this time was related to him.

As a result, such a person doesn't recognize me?

This can only mean that there is something wrong with the memory.

At this time, Zhang Beixing wanted to call McCree over and ask what was going on.

Just out of concern for McCree's safety, Zhang Beixing did not call her over.

McCree is so important.

If it was lost due to friendly fire or a misunderstanding in Wu, Zhang Beixing would be so regretful that his intestines would turn green.

Grabbing Leng Bing's wrist, Zhang Beixing's hand was like a giant pliers, slowly increasing the strength in his hand.

Feeling the terrifying power, the expression on Leng Bing's face gradually began to change.

From the confusion and fear at the beginning, I became a little scared and uneasy.

By now, it has directly evolved into anger and fear.

His eyes when he looked at Zhang Beixing were full of fear. Why was this man so damn strong?

It was as if his hand was caught by a machine, and there was no way to break free.

Even if I can't break free, it still hurts like hell!

"Stop staring at me. You can't beat me. Wake up quickly. If you don't wake up, I'll treat you as dementia."

There is a threat from Chi Guoguo in Zhang Beixing's Flower Language, which is not easing at all.

Zhang Beixing was extremely pleasantly surprised at this moment.

He really didn't expect that with just one potion, this cold soldier would actually break into the house!

The current Leng Bing is the strongest person in the world besides him.

Great master!

Yes, Grandmaster!

Regardless of whether there is any moisture in this great master, how much of the sudden increase in strength is illusory.

But the current state has indeed reached here!

Zhang Beixing, who grabbed his wrist, was now extremely sure that this kid was now in the realm of a great master!

When a warrior reaches the Grand Master level, his entire body structure will undergo certain changes.

Including but not limited to various senses, as well as the internal organs of the body, there are some slight displacements.

The most important thing is that after becoming a grand master, there will be some inexplicable energy communicating with heaven and earth throughout the body.

This can truly guide the warriors in the Grand Master realm to begin to transform from the outside to the inside.

If Zhang Beixing was an isolated case before, it would not prove anything.

Now the appearance of cold soldiers is not an exception, right?

According to Zhang Beixing's feeling, even if this guy doesn't have the ability to actively control, he is already controlling his body to communicate with heaven and earth by his body instinct just by passively feeling it.

"I really don't know how upset Xu Feng, a half-step grandmaster, would be if he knew that you reached the grand master realm so easily."

Zhang Beixing shook his head and laughed.

Although Xu Feng has never said it himself, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xu Feng deeply wants to become a grand master.

Not only does he want to become a grand master, he also wants to become the second powerful grand master in the world after Zhang Beixing!

This idea has taken root deeply in Xu Feng's heart.

Now this hope is completely dashed.

Zhang Beixing can only hope that Xu Feng's ability to withstand pressure is still very good.

Tsk tsk, I saw that the goal I had worked hard for was directly captured by someone else.

Maybe Zhang Beixing himself wouldn't be able to be so calm. "Leng Bing! Don't sleep anymore, hurry up and take back your thoughts, otherwise I will throw you into the Wu Kingdom and destroy itself."

"wake up!"

Zhang Beixing's voice was like a silent sound wave, spreading in circles.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Obviously I only said it three times.

It was as if there was a response in the whole room, echoing all the time, and the sound was endless.

Leng Bing was stunned by the shout.

A look flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Beixing accurately captured this sudden flash of expression.

"It seems to be working."

Zhang Beixing smiled.

As long as it works, what Zhang Beixing is afraid of is that if it doesn't work, that will be trouble.

Zhang Beixing didn't do any ink. If he couldn't wake up by just shouting twice, he would shout a few more times.

If it really doesn't work, just do it later and do it quickly and neatly, it will always be useful.

"Since you don't wake up, there's nothing I can do. I have to resort to other means."

Zhang Beixing was not polite at all. Before taking action, he also maintained Leng Bing's dignity.

Facing the group of people watching the excitement at the door, Zhang Beixing just waved casually.

This group of people immediately didn't dare to look any further. They quickly put their gaze away and went to find ways to make trouble for themselves.

The door suddenly cleared.

Only McCree stood at the door and continued to watch what was going on inside.

Zhang Beixing didn't pay attention to McCree who was still at the door. If she wanted to see it, let her see it. Anyway, McCree provided the potion. If he didn't let others see it, Zhang Beixing felt that he couldn't explain it.

Snapped!

It was a hot slap. Without any hesitation, he slapped her directly.

Crisp and sweet.

A slap immediately woke up Leng Bing's somewhat numb and dull eyes.

Zhang Beixing didn't have any ink marks at all. Seeing the effect, he felt happy and slapped him again.

The second slap came with more than twice the force.

I slapped him so hard that he was dizzy.

The clearer eyes were also struck dizzy due to the increased force of the weapon.

When he finally recovered, the clarity in Leng Bing's eyes was already visible to the naked eye.

It’s just that my face has become quite swollen.

It's a pity that a person who has just achieved the level of a Grand Master Warrior is already a very big figure outside.

As a result, I was slapped one after another in this small room. Don't be too miserable.

When his somewhat dazed eyes began to regain some consciousness, his mind became a little clearer.

He wanted to speak, but it felt like a blade was stuck in his throat. It was so difficult.

There was no way to speak at all.

My face hurts too.

My whole body hurts.

The pain all over my body now is only slightly better than when I was beaten by people in the organization before.

The pain on my face was even a little worse than before.

Who is beating him!

He was speechless.

When the scene in front of him became a little clearer, he saw a familiar face.

"Zhang...Minister Zhang..."

He forced out these words.

He couldn't speak at all now, but when he saw Zhang Beixing in front of him.

He figured out many things at once.

Zhang Beixing is the only one who is willing and able to come here to rescue him at this time.

His hope can only be Zhang Beixing alone.

When he saw Zhang Beixing in front of him, Leng Bing could not wait to burst into tears.

Who knows what kind of devilish life he has been living during this period of time.

Seeing Zhang Beixing was like seeing the dawn of an end to misfortune.

only……

"Minister Zhang, stop fighting!!!"

After being slapped on the face, Leng Bing felt as if stars were about to come out of his forehead.

What the hell!

Why would Minister Zhang take action against him?

Aren't we all the same?

I can’t figure it out, Leng Bing can’t figure it out at all.

Seeing that the next palm was about to strike again, Zhang Beixing stopped.

"Are you awake?"

"Wake up, you don't know. Just now you seemed to have lost your mind, smashing things everywhere and beating people. Look at the mess in this place. You were the one who drove it out."

Zhang Beixing said with a smile, giving Leng Bing an explanation.

Leng Bing looked around.

It was true what Zhang Beixing said. There were scattered things everywhere on the ground, and his clothes were in tatters.

It seems to be something he did.

It's just that you said beating people...

This point gave Leng Bing a very suspicious look on his face.

What the hell.

"Minister Zhang, can I really hit someone as long as you are here?"

Facing Leng Bing's soul questioning, Zhang Beixing simply ignored it and acted as if he hadn't heard it.

"Tell me about your current situation. How do you feel? Are you full of strength?"

Zhang Beixing refused to answer Leng Bing's question, so what's the point of answering? Could it be that Leng Bing still plans to come back for revenge?

Unless this kid doesn't want to mess around at all.

Zhang Beixing is now very interested in this experimental subject who has just been promoted to Grand Master.

If he wasn't really seriously injured and there was nothing he could do, Zhang Beixing really didn't want to inject him with medicine.

As long as Leng Bing returns, follow his true method.

It may take a little longer to become a Grand Master, but there should be no problem before the age of fifty.

A martial artist with twenty years of experience can practice much faster.

Zhang Beixing asked himself that his vision has been very good over the past year or so.

Basically, as long as Zhang Beixing can take a fancy to someone, the final result will usually not be too bad.

This is the last time I can become a Grandmaster.

Faced with Zhang Beixing's question, Leng Bing thought about it carefully.

"I do feel a lot of power, but I feel like I can't control it." (End of Chapter)