"Order our fleet, ground army, to increase the intensity of massacre, and not the Longyin Group fleet in the territory of the Blood Skeleton, and all personnel will be killed, and no ammunition will be saved." Patch's face was gloomy and then issued an order.

It can be said that Patch's life is quite difficult now. The massacre of civilians has made him a big force like the Super Group and the Pearl Mansion a point of view.

There is only one way in front of Patch. At all costs, we can clean up the minions in the territory of the Blood Skeleton as soon as possible, drive straight into the westward planet, and destroy the core planet of the Western Union.

Moreover, Patch didn't want to delay it for too long. Since the Western Federal Defense Detection System was quite complete, he didn't know what the Western Federal Development developed now. In short, the longer it dragged, the more uneasy Patch felt.

At the same time, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. After more than ten hours of crazy training, Yue Peng did not feel any fatigue. He just had a layer of sweat on his forehead. His body still felt endless power. Every cell was full of vitality and tenacity.

But the physical fitness has improved several times more than before.

This undoubtedly made Yue Peng very happy, and what made Yue Peng feel even more excited was that on a small particle screen in front of him, Yue Peng's hand speed had begun to be jumping between 29.9 and 30, which was a sign that the hand speed was about to increase.

"It's so great. Just today, at this moment, you'll rush to the battle soul level in one breath!" Yue Peng murmured to himself, then gritted his teeth, mobilized every cell in his body, and carried out crazy training with all his strength.

For a moment, Yue Peng's fast-moving hands began to produce countless afterimages out of thin air. At the fastest time, he could not even see which one was the entity of Yue Peng's hand.

This is the characteristic of the battle soul-level hand speed. It has completely escaped from the scope of ordinary people and pushed the body from one limit to another.

Another hour passed, and it was nine o'clock in the evening. At this moment, when Yue Peng's hand speed was firmly locked at 30! Still moving!

Seeing this situation, endless excitement shone through Yue Peng's face. After training for more than ten minutes, Yue Peng, who stopped training, clenched his hands into fists, jumped high and waved out of thin air for a few times!

"I finally got to this point..." Yue Peng couldn't help but murmur.

After venting for several minutes, Yue Peng's application became much more peaceful. He clenched his fists again, and then his face was calm and he walked out of the training room.

Just as Yue Peng stepped out of the training room, Yue Peng saw Jiaojiao standing at the door with a little worried, with a plate on the coffee table, and the food was obviously cold.

"Brother Yue, why did you get in for so long this time?" Jiaojiao said, and the worried expression on her face was gradually filled with joy.

"The war is coming, how can I not practice much?" Yue Peng said with his arms around Jiaojiao's shoulders.

"Then these foods..." Jiaojiao said.

"It's okay to eat after heating it. Let's eat some good things to celebrate." Yue Peng said with a smile.

"Celebrate? Is there anything good happened?" Jiaojiao said with a puzzled look on her face.
Chapter completed!