Time passed by little by little, and in a blink of an eye, another half month passed.

However, in this half month, people have not seen the tyrant in any public place, and have heard any news about him, which makes people gradually believe that the tyrant was seriously injured and unconscious after the battle of the Black Sea, and was about to die frequently.

And as time goes by, this news becomes more and more intense in the dark world. In order to determine the authenticity of this news and to know the exact safety of the tyrant, many people in the dark world actually began to gather in Shenlong City, where the headquarters of the King's Palace is located!

At the same time, outside the King's Hall headquarters building, many residents of Shenlong City gathered every day, wanting to see what the tyrant looks like now and determine his safety.

Unfortunately, their long wait was in exchange for no news.

In a month, no news about the tyrant was heard.

Top of the sanitary building at the headquarters of Kings Hall.

A slightly thin figure was wearing a white vest and showed bronze skin. He supported the ground with his hands, doing push-ups in the afterglow of the sunset, and sweating!

The sun shone on him, revealing his thin and contoured handsome face, and sweat slid down his cheeks as he moved, wetting the dry floor.

This man was the legendary tyrant Lan Feng who was about to die in a coma. He woke up from his coma three days ago and started to undergo recovery training!

Lan Feng was bathed in the sun, doing standard push-ups, and a low voice came from his mouth: "One thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight...one thousand eighty-nine...two thousand..."

"Two thousand and one..."

"Two thousand eighty-eight..."

"Two thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight..."

"Two...two thousand...nine hundred...ninety-nine..."

"Three thousand!"

When Lan Feng's voice counted to three thousand, his hands could no longer support him, and his whole body seemed to have been drained, and his body fell heavily on the ground, making a dull sound.

“Huff…”

Lan Feng lay on the ground, his body pressed against the floor, without any image, gasping heavily, his clothes were wet with his sweat.

"Is three thousand the limit that can be reached at present?"

Turning over, lying on the floor, looking up at the dim sky, a bitter smile appeared on Lan Feng's sweaty face, and a murmuring came from his mouth.

Perhaps it is absolutely an incredible and impossible feat for ordinary people to do three thousand push-ups at once, but for Lan Feng in the past, it is simply a pediatric...

However, now three thousand push-ups have become Lan Feng's limit. He has tried it many times these days, but he can no longer cross it!

Although Lan Feng has woken up now and most of his injuries have improved, the strength of his body has dropped by countless levels compared to before!

Lan Feng was seriously injured in the battle of the Black Sea, and in the end he acted with a dragon sting at all costs with a serious injury. Although he was forcibly stopped by the Dark Night Tiger and saved his life, most of the blood and power in his body were drained by the Dragon Spike, which consumed a lot of his vitality, and these were simply irreparable in a short period of time!

If it weren't for Lan Feng's body fusion of dragon soul cells and dragon god's blood, and finally taking the ice sealing potion specially made by Su Hanyan for him, Lan Feng would have long become a cold corpse, instead of being able to survive like now and slowly recover his strength!

Lan Feng's body was once strong and full of strength, but now he looks thin and weak, like a dry firewood, as if even the wind can blow away. His temples are already gray, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on him, and his gray temples reflect a dazzling light!

It turns out...he is no longer young!

All of this was the result of Lan Feng using the power of the divine dragon to fully solve the dragon's spike, but he never regretted his decisions and behaviors, because he used his own unsolicited body to protect what he wanted to protect and the people he wanted to protect, which was enough.

"Dong!"

After a brief rest, Lan Feng suddenly stood up and rushed towards the target ahead like a cheetah. The distance of more than 50 meters was instantly closer with his tiger rushing. His right hand clenched into a fist. At this moment, the power in his body was poured into his fist. Then he carried the power of his body and smashed it hard towards the target, making a huge sound!

As Lan Feng's fist fell, the number that was originally called zero rose rapidly at this moment: 10...100...150...299... Finally, it reached 300 and stopped jumping, freezing here!

“Is it only 300KG?”

Looking at the numbers displayed on the target, Lan Feng's face once again smiled bitterly, and a murmur came from his mouth.

In the past, he could easily blow the target, but now he can only shake a quarter of its highest weight!

The power of one punch reaches 300KG is Lan Feng’s limit so far.

In the battle of the Black Sea, as Lan Feng used the power of the divine dragon at all costs, or even used the dragon sting to fully solve the complete removal of the dragon sting, the power of his body plummeted. According to Lan Feng's estimate, relying on his comprehensive means, he can only hire the twelve divine-level powerhouses in the dark world at most, and it is impossible to kill a real god!

In other words, Lan Feng's strength is at most at the level of the God-level, not the former Four Emperors level!

"It seems that it will be difficult to restore the former power in a short period of time!"

After a moment of silence, the murmur came from Lan Feng's mouth.

"Big, wherever you go, wherever you go, I will protect you secretly!"

Lan Feng's words had just fallen, and a gentle and beautiful voice resounded in Lan Feng's ears, causing a faint smile to appear on his face.

Turning around, a graceful figure who looked heroic and handsome in dark green camouflage uniform appeared in Lan Feng's sight.

"Wei'er, why are you here? What's going on today?"

Looking at the God of Wisdom with a charming smile on his beautiful cheeks, a faint smile appeared on Lan Feng's face, and a strong magnetic sound came from his mouth.

The Battle of the Black Sea ended, and the Kings Palace won a great victory. As the biggest winner, the Kings Palace naturally gained countless benefits. Most of the dark world has become their territory, and a large number of things need to be handled. Every member of the Kings Palace is busy, but the God of Wisdom Mi Weier takes a certain amount of time every day to accompany Lan Feng.

"Hmm! I'm hungry? Guess what I brought to you?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, a charming smile appeared on the beautiful cheeks of Mi Wei'er, the god of wisdom. She put her hands behind her back and said mysteriously!

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile, and his mind quietly opened at this moment. The thing Mi Wei'er held behind him was in his mind. A sound of surprise came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Is it a love bento?"

Although Lan Feng's physical function declined, his mental and eye abilities were not affected. Even because he experienced that strange state when he was unconscious in the Battle of Darkness, his mental and eye abilities were greatly improved. The range of perception increased directly from the former 800 meters to the range of 1,200 meters, and his perception became more accurate and keen. Even with certain obstacles, he could accurately capture and feedback information.

“Your favorite homemade braised pork with Blue Mountain Coffee!”

Hearing Lan Feng's words, a faint blush appeared on Mi Wei'er's beautiful cheeks. She walked to Lan Feng's side and sat down, took out the two exquisite lunch boxes in the basket she was carrying, and then opened them slowly. Suddenly, a rich fragrance drifted out, making Lan Feng swallow his saliva subconsciously, and a hungry sound came from his stomach.

Obviously, this guy was so hungry after the intense exercise, and Mi Weier came at a really time!

“Not bad…”

Looking at the fragrant dishes separated from Mi Wei'er's open lunch box lattice, a strong smile appeared on Lan Feng's face, and his face looked greedy. An impatient voice came from his mouth: "Wei'er, let me taste it first, it's so fragrant...it's simply a delicious food on earth!"

"Hehe... Looks like you are so greedy! Look... chopsticks!"

Seeing Lan Feng's greedy appearance, a moving smile appeared on Mi Wei'er's beautiful cheeks, and she handed the prepared pair of chopsticks and small bowls to his hands.

After taking the chopsticks and the small bowl, Lan Feng couldn't wait to pick up a piece of braised pork with the chopsticks and taste it carefully, looking enjoyable and aftertasteful!

"How about it?"

Looking at Lan Feng's appearance, Mi Wei'er asked expectantly!

"The smell of fragrance at the mouth, smooth, crispy, and endless aftertaste! One word is good! Two words are good! Three words are very good!"

Seeing Mi Wei'er's expectant appearance, Lan Feng deliberately frowned until a hint of gloom appeared on Mi Wei'er's beautiful cheeks. Lan Feng laughed and praised!

"call!"

After hearing Lan Feng's words, Mi Wei'er's originally tense mood was relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief!

When she looked at Lan Feng, the guy had already lowered his head and started eating in big mouthfuls!

As if he had thought of something, Lan Feng couldn't help but look up at the God of Wisdom Mi Wei'er, and his gentle voice came from his mouth: "By the way, has something big happened recently?"
Chapter completed!