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Physical strength is not a problem for him at all.

Ever since that day in Tianshui City, when his body was tempered to the limit by the perfect Dragon Elephant Classic, he has never encountered a situation of exhaustion.

He himself doesn't even know where the limit of his current physical strength is!

Ning Chuan looked at Chu Ange, and said, "I'll use the mecha to practice."

"Yes."

Chu Ange nodded, took out a tablet, and asked, "Is it still the Miewu Type [-] Mecha?"

"No." Ning Chuan thought for a while, raised his hand and said, "Change to this Wind Hunter."

Explosive mechs are more suitable for him.

Chu Ange quickly clicked on the tablet, and with a buzz, the hatch opened.

Just when Ning Chuan was about to enter the cabin, Chu Ange's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stopped him.

"Colonel Ning, how about we make another bet?"

Chu Ange glanced left and right, saw that Bai Xiuxiu was not on the training ground, so he didn't have the force to transmit the sound, and said, "The bet is the same as before."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm and took out a test tube containing a blue-gold liquid.

"I still have a sea dragon's blood!"

"How do you want to bet?"

Ning Chuan frowned lightly, becoming interested.

The two bloods of the sea dragon can allow him to advance the Vajra Body to the No.11 floor.

Chu Ange pondered for a moment, and said: "Let's drive the mecha and run in a race at a speed of 70 meters per second. Let's see who can't hold it up first!"

He knew that Ning Chuan had an extremely strong physique.

In terms of physical strength, he is definitely not comparable.

However, Ning Chuan's mecha driving skills were far behind him, and the mecha was running with an astonishing load. Judging from the pressure data on the screen before, Ning Chuan was consuming physical strength at least twenty times faster than him.

"I agree."

Ning Chuan said softly.

"A word is settled!"

Chu Ange showed a confident smile.

No matter how strong Ning Chuan is physically, he can still be twenty times stronger than him!

"Do you still want to use the Wind Hunter Mecha?"

Chu Ange thought for a while, worried that Ning Chuan didn't understand, and reminded: "It consumes the most energy among ordinary mechas!"

Relying on his superb mech driving skills, he has already taken advantage.

He didn't want to bully Ning Chuan too much.

"It's okay, I can use the Wind Hunter."

Ning Chuan smiled faintly.

Chu Ange spread his hands and said, "This is your own choice. Don't blame me for not reminding you when you lose."

The words fall.

He clicked on the tablet and opened the hatch of a Dire Wolf Seven.

This beast-shaped mech is more inclined towards tough battles, and consumes relatively little physical strength of the mecha master.

"Bet again?"

A chuckle sounded, and Luo Qin, with a graceful figure, stepped forward and said, "Then I will be the referee."

"it is good."

Chu Ange readily agreed and informed the rules of the game.

"Senior Colonel Ning and I are driving the mecha around the training ground. Whoever fails first will lose!"

After speaking, Chu Ange entered Dire Wolf No. 7.

Ning Chuan exerted force under his feet and leaped into the cabin of the Wind Hunter.

"start!"

Following Luo Qin's order, the two mechas rushed out quickly and ran along the sidelines.

Ning Chuan and Chu Ange competed in endurance, and there was a speed limit.

Wind Hunter and Dire Wolf No. 7 did not widen the gap and ran parallel to each other.

The speed of 70 meters per second is not too slow!

In the case that the mech master does not use physical martial arts, it is close to the upper limit of the speed of ordinary mechs.

Due to its high explosive characteristics, the upper speed limit of the Wind Hunter is higher than that of the Dire Wolf No. 103, reaching [-] meters per second.

At this moment, in the cabin of the Wind Hunter.

Heavy pressure fell from all directions.

However, it was nothing to Ning Chuan, and he could easily resist.

He thought about ways to reduce the pressure, began to control the muscles, and practiced.

next moment.

Ning Chuan clearly felt that the pressure on his body had eased.

"Um?!"

Ning Chuan frowned lightly, a little surprised.

He didn't expect to succeed on the first try.

According to what Chu Ange said in the library, it usually takes three days for a mecha master to reduce the pressure generated by the mecha for the first time.

"This is just the beginning, maybe it's luck!"

Ning Chuan calmed down and continued to try.

The pressure subsided a little again.

"It's not luck, my talent for piloting mechs seems to be quite high!"

Ning Chuan grinned.

Woo!Woo!

The wind whistled, and the air flow stirred.

The two mechas were running fast, making great movements, which naturally attracted the attention of everyone in the training ground.

After communicating with each other, they knew that Ning Chuan and Chu Ange were gambling again, and they immediately looked forward to it.

One by one stopped training, staring at the running mechs, discussing eagerly.

One of the seven-star senior mecha masters also opened a handicap.

"It's not easy to place a bet! Colonel Ning has a king body, which lasts for a long time, and the Chu team has superb driving skills, which can make up for the disadvantage of physical strength!"

A young mecha master hesitated, with a tangled tone.

"Colonel Ning has little chance of winning. It's not like you haven't seen the pressure data before. It's scary!"

"Where is he driving the mecha now! He is running with a mountain on his shoulders!"

Many people expressed their opinions and were not optimistic about Ning Chuan.

The reason is similar to what Chu Ange thought.

however.

To their surprise, as time passed, the Wind Hunter driven by Ning Chuan showed no sign of stopping.

A quarter of an hour passed.

The wind hunter walked steadily.

After half an hour.

The wind hunter was still moving quickly.

more than an hour later.

"I have to say, Colonel Ning is really shocking, but I bet 200 on Team Chu!"

"Attention, almost reached the limit!"

someone reminded.

On the sidelines, the running speed of Wind Hunter and Dire Wolf No. 7 did not decrease, and remained at 70 meters per second.

However, the sound of piercing the air was already mixed with the sound of heavy panting.

Bang!

Suddenly, the running Dire Wolf No. 7 staggered and fell to the ground under everyone's shocked gaze, smashing out large pieces of sparks.

After rolling a few hundred meters, he stopped the momentum.

hum!

The hatch is open.

With a thud, Chu Ange fell down, lay on the ground unable to get up, was drenched all over, panting continuously, as if he had just been fished out of the river.

The audience was stunned for a while.

Ning Chuan, who was under so much pressure, actually beat Chu Ange!

"Great!!!"

Luo Qin vigorously waved her long and slender arms, with an excited face, and said: "The winner, Colonel Ningchuan!"

At this time, the Wind Hunter stopped, and the hatch on the belly of the aircraft opened to both sides.