It has been two months since Zhuang Fei returned to the Holy Land. In the thick summer, with the scorching sun, on a wasteland filled with loess and gravels, Zhuang Fei, with a hearty black hair, was standing upright in front of a huge rock. Zhuang Fei's black hair was broken and his hair was windless. The beads of sweat that were exposed from his forehead streaked across his firm cheeks, and a clear track was passed through the tight muscle lines of Zhuang Fei's exposed upper body.

"call……"

Zhuang Fei suddenly opened his eyes wide, and a light flashed through it.

"ha!"

As Zhuang Fei roared throughout his life, the huge rock in front of Zhuang Fei instantly turned into slag powder. What is amazing is that if the goods were just observing with their naked eyes, Zhuang Fei had always maintained his standing posture without any change. It seemed that Zhuang Fei had just shattered the rock in front of him with his eyes.

Of course, this is not mental power or special abilities, but just because of pure speed and power! It exceeds the speed of sound and is infinitely close to the speed of light!

"It's still not enough!"

Zhuang Fei wiped away the sweat from his forehead and ignored the dust and water stains on his body. Even though Zhuang Fei's body had reached the edge of his limit at this time, Zhuang Fei still clenched his fist and placed his eyes on a huge rock on the other side that was a little larger than before. It seemed that Zhuang Fei wanted to continue trying.

"ah!"

Accompanied by Zhuang Fei's roar, the huge rock instantly turned into pieces. At the same time, the exhausted Zhuang Fei sat on the ground, gasping heavily.

"Why is it still a little bit worse..."

Even though he destroyed the huge rock like a hill, Zhuang Fei still looked very dissatisfied.

During this year, Zhuang Fei has been to countless places to train himself, such as Nordic, Wu Lao Peak, Pamir Plateau and even the ocean bottom. If it weren't for the Pope's recall, Zhuang Fei might still be traveling around the world now.

Zhuang Fei challenged countless warriors, and the death-hunting world mission was like a guillotine placing on Zhuang Fei's head at all times, making Zhuang Fei unable to deal with it nervously at all times.

But no matter how many famous warriors Zhuang Fei defeated and how many times he wandered on the edge of life and death, Zhuang Fei still couldn't firmly grasp the seventh sense that symbolized the limit of human beings.

Why didn't I hold it firmly? Because Zhuang Fei vaguely felt the existence of the seventh sense like the five strong men in the original work in several tragic battles, and defeated many enemies through this. However, if he wanted to keep his realm at the seventh sense, Zhuang Fei still had a long way to go.

Just as Zhuang Fei was resting and preparing to start practicing again, a female Saint Seiya suddenly appeared in front of Zhuang Fei. Although Zhuang Fei has been immersed in the practice these days and has not communicated with the outside world, judging from the memories given in his mind, the visitor should be Saint Seiya Sarna of Ophiuchus.

Regarding Sarna's arrival, Zhuang Fei just calmed down a little, but then he still waved his fists to the open space in front of him. Zhuang Fei naturally knew that Sarna was looking for her purpose. If nothing unexpected happened, the original plot gears should have started to rotate.

"Half Zhuang Fei! I have a mission!"

Although Sarna was very unhappy about Zhuang Fei's ignorance, Sarna still gave her a certain amount of respect due to Zhuang Fei's powerful strength.

Zhuang Fei sighed. If possible, Zhuang Fei really didn't want to wade into this muddy water with Sarna. After all, Zhuang Fei has more important things to do, that is, to be as strong as possible.

However, Zhuang Fei felt that even if he continued to practice like this, he would not have much gains, and he could not violate the instructions of the Holy Realm. After all, he still belonged to the Holy Realm. Zhuang Fei did not want to not die on that damn world mission and was beaten into an idiot by Pope Saga's Demon King Fist.

Although Zhuang Fei had never met Saga directly, Zhuang Fei had a big impression of Saga's twin brother Galong. When he met this guy in the underwater world, if he hadn't felt that he was running fast, Zhuang Fei would have turned into a shark's feces at this time.

You must know that Saga is stronger than Garon. Zhuang Fei knew his current weight very well and did not want to experience that unstoppable power again.

Zhuang Fei, who did not want to confront Saga head-on but did not want to be controlled by Saga, had quickly formulated a plan at this time, but left the holy realm. So the emperor was far away, and it would be no problem for him to do. Moreover, Zhuang Fei's strength has always been here at the Seventh Sense, so it is time to find a teacher to give him some guidance. Tong Hu, who has been sitting on the Five Old Peak for a long time, seems to be a good choice.

"Let's go!"

Zhuang Fei picked up the towel next to him and wiped the sweat from his body, then carried his holy wardrobe on his own.

"Don't you ask what the mission is?"

Just as Sarna was full of questions, Zhuang Fei turned around and said coldly: "Is it right to kill the rebels? This kind of task is the easiest, please don't waste my time!"

After saying that, Zhuang Fei actually took the lead and left here. Seeing Sarna stomped her feet. If Zhuang Fei's reputation had not spread throughout the Sanctuary in the past year, Sarna might have slapped it with her paws. Sarna had never seen such an arrogant and self-righteous person.

"Does this guy think he is a Golden Saint?"
Chapter completed!