This force is comparable to his full strength attack.
And at this moment, he was only ten zhang away from the long table filled with food and wine.
Ten zhang, usually just a few breaths would be enough to cover, but now he was moving extremely slowly, his whole body echoing with the clanging sounds of metal colliding, like a symphony orchestra.
Slow, but at least he was still advancing.
Ten zhang, nine zhang, eight zhang, seven zhang...
When there were only five zhang left to the table, Lin Chen suddenly let out a long roar, and his Qi Blood surged again, making a final burst forward.
Min Huanbo saw Lin Chen's action and smiled, very happily.
Still a bit too naive.
Three zhang, two zhang!
When there was only one zhang left to the table, Lin Chen became even more vigilant, his instincts telling him that the special training set by several instructors wouldn't be this simple.
Whoosh!
