370: responsibility

Xiao Fan was stunned when he heard this.

"Why? Xiao Fan doesn't even know you, why would you join the army because of him?"

Liu Yuan seemed to be stumped by the question as well.

"I don't know, I just felt very emotional and angry when I saw Xiao Fan sacrifice himself, so I came."

Xiao Fan's Face suddenly darkened, and he reprimanded angrily, "You don't even understand your motivation, and you just came to this battlefield where you could sacrifice your life at any time, all muddled up?"

"Do you think joining the army is a joke? Do you think death is far away from you!?"

"Or did you see Xiao Fan die heroically, dying a worthy death, and you think you'd be satisfied if your end was the same?"

"I'll tell you what your end will be!"

"You will definitely die a worthless death, because you are weak, and on the battlefield, you will only be slaughtered by the enemy like a pig!"

"It's even possible that because you are just an incompetent student, you will implicate other warriors and cause them to sacrifice their lives!"

"Do you understand!?"

Liu Yuan was startled, feeling a bit flustered.

Although the old man's words were harsh before, he had never truly been angry, only disdainful.

This time, he truly felt the old man's anger.

"I... I understand," he stammered in reply.

Xiao Fan's eyes remained grim: "No! You don't understand!"

The reason for his anger was simple!

There were definitely more idiotic youths like Liu Yuan!

These fools came to the battlefield because of him, and if they died for no clear reason, Xiao Fan felt it was his responsibility!

"How many little brats like you are there?" Xiao Fan turned off the television and asked in a deep voice.

"Half of the upper-year students from Di Yi Academy... have come," Liu Yuan said cautiously.

Xiao Fan's Face darkened even more when he heard this.

Half of the upper-year students, at least several thousand people.

A bunch of little brats, what good would they be in this War Zone!

Liu Yuan hurriedly said, "Old... Old man, don't worry, we students have special instructors and a three-month Green Training Camp. If we don't pass, we'll be sent back to the mainland."

Hearing this, Xiao Fan's expression softened a little, and he asked indifferently, "Green Training Camp? When does the training start?"

"It starts in a week," Liu Yuan quickly replied.

"A week... Good." Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

A week later, he would see how that Green Training Camp taught.

Deep in the night, the sky was covered by darkness, the world was desolate, with only the faint sounds of fireflies.

The clear moonlight slanted into Xiao Fan's study desk.

At this moment.

Xiao Fan was earnestly looking at the information about Tianhe Pass, his eyes deep.

The Human Race has Eight War Zones, but apart from the First War Zone, Shanhai Pass, the other Eight War Zones are actually similar in strength, with no specific ranking.

Tianhe Pass, as the name suggests, guards the Human Race's coastline; beyond Tianhe City lies the boundless sea, and the enemies faced are almost all water-element foreign races.

The number of Martial Gods here is incomparable to Shanhai Pass, with only eight.

There is only one Martial Emperor.

Martial Saints are the top combat power.

Martial Venerables are already very powerful, unlike Shanhai Pass, where Martial Venerables have no Face when they go out.

After reading it carefully from beginning to end, Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Resources are limited..."

Shanhai Pass is much stronger than Tianhe Pass; it's no exaggeration to say it's a dimensionality reduction strike.

His current Realm is Great Grandmaster Second Layer, but if he were to recover to his Peak state, even ordinary Martial Venerables would be as fragile as paper before him.

Liu Yuan, as a student from the ordinary class of Di Yi Academy, only possessed Saint-Grade Talent, yet in Tianhe Pass, he was considered exceptionally talented.

Xiao Fan thought to himself, he had indeed stayed among Geniuses for too long, to the point where he now looked down on even Quasi-Gods.

Thinking of this, he put the documents aside and took out two bottles of watermelon-flavored Life Qi soda, drinking them in the hot weather, which was very refreshing.

His big brother told him that he should only drink one bottle a day.

But Xiao Fan always felt that one bottle wasn't enough; he didn't feel that this was the limit of his Physical Body's endurance, because his Physical Body had achieved Saint-Grade, and could not be judged by common sense.

Previously, adhering to the principle of steady development, one bottle was one bottle.

Today, seeing an ignorant child like Liu Yuan running around, he suddenly felt a sense of urgency and wanted to recover quickly.

Then, he would try drinking two bottles?

"Gulp, gulp."

After chugging down one bottle of soda, Xiao Fan let out a comfortable burp.

"Burp~"

Then, he somewhat nervously opened the second bottle, and when he had drunk about a third of it, he felt something was wrong.

He quickly put it down, but it seemed too late; he felt a discomfort in his heart, clutching his chest tightly while lying on the table, letting out an uncontrollable, painful roar.

He felt all the blood vessels in his body trembling, and his heart, as the organ for blood circulation, was enduring immense pressure at this moment.

Finally, after more than half an hour of agony, the intense pain finally receded.

Xiao Fan patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief, unknowingly drenched in cold sweat.

One more sip could have led to a major incident.

But fortunately, he endured it, which meant he could drink at least 1 and a quarter bottles a day, meaning his recovery speed would be 1/4 faster than originally planned.

The benefits of the Physical Body achieving Saint-Grade were too numerous.

Even in this old state, the Qi and blood, like that of a Vicious Beast, were faintly surging.

He was the first person in the entire Galaxy to achieve this.

Of course, others couldn't do it not because they lacked strength, but simply because no one had completed the Law for them. However, with the development of Little Cloud and Zeus, they would certainly be able to help more powerful individuals achieve Physical Body Saint-Grade in the future.

For example, Demon War God, Hercules, or even the Great General.

In the future, Physical Body Saint-Grade will no longer be a rare occurrence.

But Xiao Fan also knew that Physical Body Saint-Grade was just the beginning, divided into Minor Achievement, Major Achievement, and Perfection.

His elder brother had also told him that the Overlord's Physical Body had already achieved God-Grade, becoming a Great Accomplishment Divine Body, and was currently striving for a Great Perfection Divine Body.

This was the pursuit of Peak existences.

Physical Body Saint-Grade inherently corresponds to the Realm from Martial Venerable to Martial Emperor.

A Great Grandmaster achieving Saint-Grade is said to be impossible even outside, so he is still ahead of everyone, still moving faster than anyone else.

And in the outside world, the improvement of the Physical Body is also quite difficult; the effects brought by Martial Arts that enhance the Physical Body are constantly diminishing, and the Physical Body can only be improved through various other means.

For example, increasing one's Realm strengthens the Physical Body a little.

For example, pidi crystals, which provide a greater increase.

And then there are special Physical Body tempering Opportunities, and other such rare and hard-to-find methods.

It's almost impossible to simply rely on enhancement-type Martial Arts for improvement, unless one has special Talent.

Xi Chu Overlord's Talent is powerful precisely because of this; the diminishing returns of Physical Body enhancement Martial Arts are very small, which is why their Physical Bodies are so invincible.

Such special Talents are rare.

But I, Xiao Fan, just happen to have it!

I am the Dominator!

Not just the Physical Body, but also elemental enhancements, the diminishing returns are very small.

So, Xiao Fan twisted his neck, feeling that he had recovered some mobility, then put on his ancestral black robe, preparing to buy some Martial Arts.

Walking under the bright moonlight, Xiao Fan couldn't help but think of his teammates and classmates.

I hope that when I return in two years, you won't be too far behind me, that would be too boring.