It was a guy wearing a bronze mask. Judging from his figure, he should be a male. He was not too young. He was obviously a senior in the training camp.

Whenever Yin Shiqi started training, that guy would quietly appear nearby, not saying a word, and just staring at him while training.

Although the other party did not disturb him and did not express any ill intentions, Yin Shiqi could not help but feel a little resentful when he was being observed like a precious animal.

He also tried to talk to the other person, but the person never answered him or even heard a word from him.

Negotiations were fruitless, and Yin Shiqi had no choice but to move the training venue.

As for driving the opponent away by force, he could only think about it.

I am just a newcomer who has just mastered root consciousness, and the other party is an "old man" who has been in the training camp for several years. The only one who will suffer a loss is me.

Unfortunately, the opponent seemed determined to target him. Yin Shiqi changed eight or nine training venues in a row, but still couldn't get rid of him.

"Isn't it the Pope who sent me to monitor me?" Looking back, Yin Shiqi thought while grilling fish.

But he immediately denied this speculation.

"If it's someone sent by the Pope, that would be stupid!" He shook his head and carefully inspected his grilled fish.

The fish is almost done.

Sprinkling a little salt on it, he tasted his craftsmanship and thought: "If I were the Pope, I would never let people follow me so blatantly, but secretly monitor me."

Surveillance will only make the target more nervous and wary, making it impossible to detect anything; surveillance in secret will make the target relax their vigilance, which will make it easier to obtain information.

What's more, the Pope, who is proficient in telekinesis, has already checked his memory, so there is no need to do this again.

Therefore, this person is definitely not sent by the Pope!

"I'm not from the Pope, so why is he staring at me?" After swallowing the fish in his mouth, Yin Shiqi glanced at the stranger in confusion.

He asked himself that he didn't do anything special in the training camp, he was just a very inconspicuous newcomer, and he shouldn't have anyone staring at him so closely.

"Perhaps, only when I can defeat him, or when he is willing to take the initiative to tell me, can I know the truth of the answer!"

With a helpless sigh, Yin Qiqi continued to pack the grilled fish in his hands.

As time passed day by day, the training effects slowly accumulated, and Yin Shiqi made rapid progress.

Simple fishing training can no longer satisfy him.

He changed his mind and started training to defend the bait.

Put the limited bait into the water and use your speed to bounce away every swimming fish that tries to eat the bait.

And he strictly demands himself that while flicking away the swimming fish, he must also control his strength and not hurt the swimming fish.

Although the speed of the swimming fish is not as fast as his, which is getting stronger day by day, they are better than him in their large numbers.

One after another, one bounced away and two or three came up. Yin Shiqi had to increase his speed to prevent the bait from being eaten by other swimming fish in a "sneak attack".

From the beginning, I defended one bait, and gradually increased it to two, three, four...

Two years later, he was able to protect fifteen baits in the water at the same time, making the schools of fish elusive and elusive.

A rough estimate shows that his speed has exceeded 33 times that of a normal boxer, and is infinitely close to the speed of sound of 340 meters per second.

It's a pity that senior Owen, after eight years of hard training, was only twenty-five times as strong as a normal boxer.

I have to say, "created equal" is really a joke.

Some people are forgotten by fate from the beginning.

Regarding such a result, Yin Qiqi speculated that maybe his body had undergone certain transformations when he regained his youth, or maybe he was the kind of gifted person with "extraordinary bones".

Because of the special nature of his constitution, his cultivation efficiency will be higher than that of ordinary people.

As their strength increased, those trainee fighters who had deliberately hindered Yin Shiqi disappeared without a trace.

They will only bully weak persimmons.

However, although those annoying guys are gone, there is still one left.

That was the bronze-faced man who had been watching his training two years ago.

That guy came rain or shine and watched him train every day.

Originally, he thought that the guy would get bored and leave after staring at him for ten and a half days, but he didn't expect that he would stare at him for two years!

If the other party hadn't kept silent and never interfered with his training, he would have almost become accustomed to it and regarded it as a stone statue.

"Hey, you've been staring at me for two years. What do you want to do?" After completing the training, Yin Shiqi found the man and asked suspiciously.

At this time, apart from the official Saints and reserve Saints, there were very few people in the training camp who were his opponents.

He could no longer suppress his curiosity and wanted to find out.

Even if you use force, you must let the other party explain why.

Unfortunately, the copper-faced man stood motionless and still ignored him.

"Still not talking?"

Yin Shiqi glanced at the other party in surprise, and then said: "Then... don't blame me for being rude!"

As he spoke, he took a sudden step.

In just an instant, he broke through the distance of tens of meters, arrived in front of the bronze-masked man, and punched the mask.

However, the man only turned slightly sideways to avoid Yin Shiqi's almost certain punch.

"This guy can actually dodge my fist?" Seeing this result, Yin Shiqi couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly.

As far as he knows, limited by personal qualifications, not everyone can reach his level.

Being able to break through thirty times the speed of an ordinary boxer is already an amazing talent.

Trainee fighters like him, who are infinitely close to the speed of sound, are rare in the entire history of the training camp.

In other words, the bronze-faced man who could dodge his punches would not be much slower than him.

The attack missed, and the two of them passed each other. Under the influence of inertia, Yin Shiqi slid out for more than ten meters, leaving two deep footprints on the ground before stopping.

"Come again!"

He clenched his fists and rushed forward again.

He locked the opponent's position with his root consciousness. The moment he entered the attack range, he suddenly punched dozens of times, completely blocking the opponent's left, right and front.

However, at the moment when the fist was about to fall on the opponent, the copper-faced man only stepped back slightly and easily dodged the fist that was approaching the speed of sound.

His fist didn't even touch the opponent's shirt.

Yin Shiqi stood there and did not take any further action. He only took a deep look at the bronze-faced man, then lowered his head and said, "I'm offended, senior!"

Although it was only for a moment, he still keenly captured the fluctuations of the small universe in the opponent's body.

The power of the opponent's Burning Microcosm broke through the sonic barrier, which is why he dodged his fist so easily.

Obviously, the copper-faced man is not a trainee fighter, but a reserve saint who has ignited the small universe, or he is an official saint.
Chapter completed!