Chapter 705: 478: I'm in a Hurry

Chapter 705: Chapter 478: I’m in a Hurry

Not only the Light Wave, the others were also shocked by Mu Fan’s physical qualities, which exceeded human limits.

His physique was simply inhuman!

“Ah… It’s over, right?”

With a smack of his lips, Falcon looked toward Wizard, revealing a mysterious smile.

Yet, this smile inadvertently made the latter frown.

Mu Fan’s body drenched in sweat, Six Forms Soft Body combined with Extreme Nine Forms, managed to make his body perform such exaggerated limb movements through a laser grid that was nearly impossible to pass.

However, he felt that the extra space left by this laser grid was still a bit too large, probably due to that so-called 60%.

The door opened, the laser beams in the corridor vanished simultaneously, and Tank’s voice resounded:

“Mu Fan, congratulations, come out.”

When he came out, Falcon, with a cigar in his mouth, laughed and nodded.

“I finally understand why Madman was so insistent on recommending you. Kid, your mastery of the Extreme Nine Forms doesn’t seem like it’s only half a day’s training, rather like you’ve been mastering it for two years! Impressive, truly impressive.”

Beret-wearing uncle didn’t skimp on his praises.

This brought a smile to Mu Fan’s face.

“But kid,” Falcon’s tone shifted as he continued, “the purpose of Extreme Nine Forms isn’t for stealth operations but to synchronize these movements in battle, whether you’re on foot or piloting a Mecha, these movements that defy bodily inertia can help you significantly evade bullets. So, you still need to perform more exercises mimicking battlefield movements.”

“Like what?”

“You wear bulletproof War Armor, rely on limb strength to run across the shooting range while people outside can freely shoot…”

Mu Fan listened intently, but his face twitched uncontrollably.

“Falcon, that’s enough!” The mature and glamorous T-Rex suddenly shouted angrily, instantly making the Beret-wearing quiet down.

At that time, Mu Fan had already begun putting on the flexible weighted clothing on the ground.

Elder Yi suddenly spoke: “Mu Fan, where did you get this weighted equipment from?”

A bright gleam in his eyes.

This made the others look over in surprise.

After Mu Fan put on the training suit, he grinned.

“A friend gave it to me, but he asked for secrecy, so I can’t tell you exactly where it came from.”

“Elder Yi, is this clothing’s tech level very high?”

“Not just high… the metallurgical technology involved, forgive my poor eyesight, I couldn’t discern it.” The Mechanical Expert, Equipment Expert Elder Yi honestly spoke.

A look of astonishment came from everyone, as the equipment of Flying Dragon members was said to be at the pinnacle of the Federation.

Yet, the weighted clothing worn by this kid had a level even Elder Yi couldn’t see through.

“Lord Black’s product, how could it possibly be ordinary!” A smug voice arose in Mu Fan’s ears, evidently, Elder Yi’s inadvertently reaction delighted Black immensely.

Seeing the reactions of the people in front of him, Mu Fan smiled inwardly, you quietly flattered an Intelligent Life entity.

“Mu Fan, your physical condition is the most outstanding I have seen in all the selections! If you train well, your future is boundless.”

Now, Falcon looked at Mu Fan, liking him more and more, this kid must be recruited.

However, Wizard spoke up just at the right moment: “We can now proceed to the second step of the evaluation.”

The atmosphere suddenly cooled, Mu Fan frowned.

“Can I not leave the Warship yet?”

“You can’t, because the first two evaluations can be conducted on the Warship, so you must complete them before leaving the Warship for the third evaluation.”

Although a face mask was in place, Mu Fan could already discern the disgusting smile hanging on Wizard’s face.

He despised that false smile.

After experiencing the upheaval of the Mecha Martial Arts Competition, having seen the True Red Equipment, Flowing Light Heavenly Eagle, Black Knight, and Heavenly Martial Machine God, and even having piloted Shura himself, Mu Fan held no fear in his heart for legendary elite teams like Team S.

He knew that his identified enemies now included the Black Knight and the Heavenly Martial Machine God, both of which were mechas at the SS peak level, and their backing even involved the Royal Family of the Gardot Empire.

With such a towering mountain before him, Mu Fan’s mindset had fundamentally changed.

Thus, the Wizard saw no fear or dread in Mu Fan’s eyes, just…

Impatience?

Yes, Mu Fan was truly feeling impatient now.

With only half of the 48 hours left, he had to pass Thunderhawk’s test to not let down Bald Ruan’s deep affection.

However, the feud between him and that snake, Donatello, also had to be settled.

“If you survive the 48 hours, consider it my loss.”

A cold glint involuntarily flashed in Mu Fan’s eyes, a chill that reached everyone present and even caused their skin to tingle.

Such a strong intent to kill!

This youngster…

To show such killing intent in the face of the Wizard?!

“Humph!”

Two swirling vortexes suddenly spun in the Wizard’s eyes—a momentary distraction hit Mu Fan with a wave of intense cold as if a giant hellhound from Hell had fiercely pounced towards him.

In a trance, he could even see saliva dripping from the beast’s fangs, ready to clamp down on his throat in the next second.

Ordinarily, anyone would be scared into stepping back instantaneously.

Yet, flames of intense fury ignited in Mu Fan’s eyes, turning blood-red in moments, the normally amiable young man now strikingly sharp as a blade!

The phantom of the hellhound vanished from sight.

The people around looked at Mu Fan with surprised eyes, as he once again brought them a shock.

It was the Flame of Fighting Will of a Martial Arts Grandmaster!

“I’ve underestimated you, to possess such a strong Flame of Fighting Will. I am somewhat looking forward to seeing if you can pass the tests,” said the Wizard coldly, the burning spirit providing a strong resistance to hypnotic effects.

In the recent Spiritual Vision, the flames in the youngster’s eyes had completely ignited, naturally making him immune to the Wizard’s mental hypnosis attack.

“I’m quite serious…I’m in a rush,” Mu Fan said calmly, the killing intent evoked from thoughts of revenge now fading from his eyes, “So what’s the second test? Just tell me.”

“The second round will be conducted personally by me. You will face a replica seventh-generation Desert Eagle pistol, .45 caliber, firing from 10 meters away with an initial velocity of 420 m/s. You will hold a Flying Dragon Saber, and if you can block a bullet, you will pass. You have 15 days to prepare, during which you can train on the warship.”

“Since you’ve already passed the first round…” the Wizard smirked, “I’ll allow you to give up.”

Team S does not need a member who is so individualistic and lacks any sense of belonging to the team.

He didn’t care about the reactions of others, as everything he did was for the Flying Dragon.

Mu Fan, a member with no sincerity, was not needed by the Flying Dragon…

“What if I fail to block it?”

“Within ten meters, its kinetic energy will shatter you.”

Both spoke while everyone else remained silent.

This was a rule on the Flying Dragon—one they had all faced when they joined, though they were ten years older than Mu Fan at the time.

“Fan, you are allowed to wear a PE fiber bulletproof vest for this test,” finally, the alluring T-Rex spoke under the name of Dragon Aunt, doing her best to ensure Mu Fan’s safety.

However, Mu Fan did not immediately reply, lifting his head with a calm expression:

“May I see that Flying Dragon Saber?”