Two days later.
At the Ultimate Dao Martial Academy.
The Rocket Class classroom was livelier than usual.
Chu Yun still had gauze taped to his body, but that did nothing to dampen his enthusiasm for bragging.
"You guys didn't see it. When that lizard's tail came whipping at me, I dodged straight to the side..."
"Didn't it send you flying?" Lu Qingshan asked flatly.
"That was a tactical retreat! Do you even understand?"
Jiang Lan sat in his seat, ignoring Chu Yun's performance. His mind was on something else.
He still hadn't tested his new speed and punch force since leveling up.
He had no clear idea just how much of an improvement doubling his agility had brought.
I need to find a chance to test it.
The morning training session soon ended. After Xiao Feng dismissed the class, everyone gradually left.
Chu Yun and the others were heading off to eat as usual, and they called out to Jiang Lan.
"Godfather, you coming?"
"You guys go ahead. I've got something to do."
"Sure. We'll save you a seat."
Only after most of them had left did Jiang Lan stand and head toward the Astral Condensation training room.
He swiped his card and entered. The training room was empty.
He locked the door from the inside and walked over to the track.
After briefly loosening up, Jiang Lan took his starting stance and drew a deep breath.
He took off.
The instant he pushed off, Jiang Lan felt as though his entire body had been launched from a catapult. His surroundings rushed backward, and the wind roared in his ears.
"Beep-"
[168.7m/s]
One hundred sixty-eight.
Standing at the end of the track, Jiang Lan stared at the number on the display, momentarily stunned.
Last time, he hadn't even