Mingyue Community, Villa 198.
Yang Wu emerged from the basement, took a refreshing shower, then flung himself onto the sofa.
At that moment, he was bursting with energy and had nowhere to vent it. He itched to go out and find someone to fight.
But...
With his current strength, across the entire Earth, apart from Hong and Thunder God, no one could give him a truly satisfying fight.
He could only hold it in for now!
"Beep!"
"What perfect timing!"
Yang Wu opened his Auxiliary Optical Brain. It was a message from headquarters, asking him to either travel there to collect his goods or set a location for automatic delivery.
The Qiankun Class intelligent fighter jet Hong had promised to give Yang Wu a month ago had finally been successfully manufactured.
"Perfect. I can spar with Guild Master Hong!"
His leap in strength had given Yang Wu immense confidence.
At the top-floor helipad of Limit Hall, the deep blue fighter jet slowly rose into the air, then became a streak of light as it flew beyond the city system.
Hongning Base City, headquarters of the spaceship complex.
At the helipad, Yang Wu strode out of his fighter jet. Led by a waiting white man in a red robe, he arrived outside a training hall.
"Mr. Yang Wu, the Guild Master is inside."
The red-robed man withdrew on his own. Yang Wu glanced at the door, then stepped inside.
"Hm?"
Inside the training hall, Hong, dressed in loose training clothes, was correcting his spear technique move by move.
Suddenly, a familiar feeling washed over him. He could not help turning his head—and nearly dropped his jaw.
"Holy shit!"
In the end, Hong could not hold back and blurted out a curse.
What had he seen?
A faint ripple seemed to emanate