Chapter 22

In the deepest part of the Jun Dao Sha Lang Training Hall.

In the private medical room of the hall master, a recovery pod over two meters tall stood, and through the transparent glass observation window, one could see Li Yao, naked and with his eyes tightly closed, floating up and down in a large amount of strengthening agents, surrounded by a lot of foam.

Peng Hai, the Demon Blade, and the bald tattooed man stood in front of the recovery pod, watching Li Yao, who was unconscious in the green medicinal liquid, with great interest.

Peng Hai, looking as if he had just had a satisfying meal, his face full of contentment, said, "Old Instructor, this guy truly lives up to the title of 'Golden Medal Sparring Partner.' Not only did he withstand my three-minute storm of attacks at 3% of my strength, but he even had the strength to counterattack at the last moment, which was really unexpected! I thought I had perfectly controlled my strength to 3%, but under his sudden attack, I inadvertently added 1% more!"

After a pause, Peng Hai licked his lips, still not satisfied, "This ten thousand yuan was really worth it. Old Instructor, ask him later if he's free tomorrow night. I want to spar with him for another three minutes!"

The bald tattooed man scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and then said with a conflicted expression, "Ah Hai, I wanted to tell you earlier, this kid isn't the Golden Medal Sparring Partner 'Iron Turtle' I arranged for you."

Peng Hai's eyebrows raised, "Not Iron Turtle? Then who is he? There's such a powerful expert in the Old Instructor's training hall? That's impressive!"

The bald tattooed man said with a gloomy face, "That's the problem. This kid isn't from my training hall at all. I have no idea where he came from. Oh, he was wearing a pair of high school pants from your school, so he might be your schoolmate."

As he spoke, the bald tattooed man handed over Li Yao's pants and pointed out the school emblem to Peng Hai.

This time, even Peng Hai was greatly shocked, exclaiming, "No way! When I fought this kid, I clearly felt that although his combat power wasn't particularly strong, his combat awareness was very good, and his practical experience was rich. That last move had a fierce and sharp flavor, as if he had been through thousands of life-and-death battles, honed in a sea of blood and corpses! When did Chixiao No. 2 High School produce such a fierce person? How come I didn't know about it!"

Peng Hai recalled the students he had seen in the "key class," and although a few of them had decent strength, they were like flowers in a greenhouse, untested by the elements, completely different from this kid's fierce aura.

Could he be a top graduate from a previous year?

"Should I use a special solution to wash off the spider pattern on his face so we can identify him by his appearance?" the bald tattooed man asked with some concern.

Peng Hai pondered for a moment and shook his head, "Since he applied the facial tattoo, he doesn't want his identity known. I didn't sense any hostility from him. Even if he were an enemy, they wouldn't send someone of this level. It's probably a misunderstanding. We'll ask him when he wakes up."

In the underground ghost city, revealing someone's disguise without permission is a very rash act that could lead to a lifelong grudge. Although Peng Hai wasn't afraid of making enemies, he didn't want to casually break the rules of the underground ghost city.

"I wonder when this kid will wake up. Normally, people regain consciousness after an hour in the recovery pod. This kid has been in there for an hour and a half and is still sound asleep!" The bald tattooed man glared at Li Yao and suddenly noticed something very strange.

The color of the strengthening agents in the recovery pod had become much lighter. The originally dark green liquid quickly turned light green, then sky blue, and finally almost transparent as Li Yao's body was surrounded by a large amount of foam.

The bald tattooed man was stunned, walked to the life support pod, and brought up a screen, quickly tapping a few times. The screen crackled, and a series of data appeared.

"The concentration of the strengthening agents has dropped from 33% to 14%, and it's still decreasing at a rate of 1% per minute!"

"Enough strengthening agents to fully recover three to five strong men from severe injuries were completely 'consumed' by this kid in an hour and a half? Unbelievable!" The bald tattooed man exclaimed in shock.

Peng Hai's eyes glowed with a deep light, muttering, "This kid's body seems to have been 'hungry' for a very long time. When given the chance, it greedily devoured and refined all the strengthening agents in the pod! I didn't realize he was fighting me with such a 'starving' body! What would he look like if his body were 'fed' properly?"

After a moment's thought, Peng Hai casually wrote down the names and dosages of several strengthening agents on the screen, saying, "Old Instructor, prepare three standard doses of mixed strengthening agents according to this formula and add them to the life support pod."

The bald tattooed man glanced at it and frowned, "According to this formula, one standard dose costs at least 50,000 yuan. Given his absorption rate, each session might consume three to five standard doses, which would be 100,000 to 200,000 yuan—this kid doesn't look like he has that kind of money!"

Peng Hai laughed, unconcerned, "No problem, I'll cover the cost."

"Ah Hai, what are you—?" The bald tattooed man was puzzled.

Peng Hai shrugged, "Old Instructor, when this kid wakes up, ask him if he's willing to come here every night for the next month to spar with me for three minutes. If he agrees, I'll sign a contract with him, paying him 10,000 yuan per day and providing him with enough strengthening agents!"

The bald tattooed man said, "The pay is a small matter, but the amount of strengthening agents consumed over a month could be several million!"

Peng Hai smiled faintly, "I have a feeling this kid is a monster. With him as a sparring partner, my 'precise strength control' training will surely be completed quickly, solidifying my position at the high stage of the Foundation Establishment period! Compared to that, a few million is nothing. I can earn it back by hunting a high-stage demon beast in the demon beast wasteland!"

"Ring!"

The bald tattooed man's personal crystal brain emitted a pleasant sound.

Peng Hai put on his military windbreaker and walked out, saying, "Old Instructor, I just transferred five million to your account for the strengthening agents. Make sure to 'feed' this kid well. I have to go to Chixiao No. 2 High School tonight to give a 'nighttime ambush' lesson to a few top students in the key class. I'll come back tomorrow night to spar with this kid!"

Recalling the exhilarating three minutes, Peng Hai suddenly found the upcoming lesson somewhat dull. No matter how strong those key class students were, they couldn't arouse his interest.

Because they lacked a certain aura—bloody killing intent!

As he reached the door, Peng Hai couldn't help but look back.

In the recovery pod, Li Yao's 36,000 pores were all open, greedily absorbing nutrients from the strengthening agents. With each rise and fall of his chest, his grayish-white skin glowed with a strange light, and his muscle fibers and blood vessels, like dragons lurking in the depths, gradually emerged, outlining a breathtakingly strong physique.

Peng Hai smiled slightly and turned to leave.

He was looking forward to the three minutes tomorrow night!