"When can I rest?" Yue Peng couldn't hold on anymore and asked.

"When you can fully meet your original hand speed standard here, otherwise you will be waiting to die in the energy tornado." The No. 3 robot still said to Yue Peng with emotionlessness.

"Oh my God, I'll vomit when the time comes." Yue Peng continued to respond.

"Then you'll vomit. You still have the strength to gossip, but you need to come here to be excited." Robot No. 3 continued.

Almost as soon as the No. 3 robot said this, Yue Peng suddenly realized that there was something new in the energy tornado, that was the energy needle that made Yue Peng afraid.

With Yue Peng's failure to capture light spots every time, the seven or eight energy needles were directly inserted into Yue Peng's various acupoints!

"Ah!" In an instant, a miserable scream came out from Yue Peng's mouth. Although it had been stabbed countless times, Yue Peng could not adapt at all. The different arrangements of energy stimulation based on acupoints will be renovated in various ways, bringing different pain.

Just this time, Yue Peng felt a cold sweat.

"This is carefully arranged for you in the program. The different arrangement of acupoints will greatly help you improve your hand speed. You should feel the situation, rather than screaming. Only by learning to enjoy the pain can you truly embark on the path of a strong man." The No. 3 robot then said to Yue Peng.

Yue Peng didn't say anything about this, and he gradually began to feel uncomfortable. Not only was it pain, but it also had a violent rotation for an hour, which had already reached the limit of Yue Peng's physiology.

However, Yue Peng was still gritting his teeth and persevering, trying his best to capture the light spots beside him with his hands, and strive to be extremely accurate every time.

In this way, Yue Peng breathed a sigh of relief and trained from morning until three o'clock in the afternoon. He barely managed to achieve 27 in this environment.

"It's almost done, the training of the energy tornado has ended." The No. 3 robot looked at Yue Peng's performance in the energy tornado and had already begun to adapt, and then said.

Swish!

Just as Robot No. 3 said this, the energy tornado came to an abrupt end.

Bar.

Yue Peng threw it directly on the ground from a few meters high, and his whole body looked a little dying.

"Now you can choose to rest or do another form of hand speed training." The No. 3 robot stood beside Yue Peng and placed Yue Peng in a high position.

"Another form? What does it mean?" Yue Peng asked hard to sit up.

"Every form, once you adapt, will be replaced and refurbished, allowing your body to continuously adapt to various training modes. This adaptation process is the fastest stage for your hand speed to increase. Haven't you noticed that whenever you change a hand speed training program, will the hand speed improvement be obvious in the beginning of a period of time?" Robot No. 3 continued to respond.

"It seems...it's really like this." Yue Peng recalled a little and spoke.

"So now do you want to do another form of training?" Robot No. 3 obviously didn't like to chat with Yue Peng and asked.

"No, I want to rest." Yue Peng said without hesitation, and there was no intention of fighting to the end.

"Okay, see you next time." The No. 3 robot did not respond with Yue Peng too much, and disappeared directly.

In the blink of an eye, the huge holographic energy training ground suddenly became dim, while Yue Peng staggered and stood up, feeling the sky in front of him was spinning.

However, Yue Peng still came to the next to the fighter simulator, pulled out the black memory card, carefully put it away, and then walked out swayingly, as if he was drunk.

After returning to the bedroom, he lay down for more than an hour before Yue Peng recovered. After being stimulated by the energy needle, Yue Peng felt much lighter.

Jumping straight from the soft big bed, Yue Peng went straight to the training room next to the bedroom, and began to use the hand speed training program, preparing to see if he had made any progress after a day of torture.

As Yue Peng started the hand speed training device, after only the first round of training, Yue Peng was surprised to find that his hand speed had actually improved to 28.8!

This progress is only 0.1, but for the Fearless Pilot, it is only a few days apart, so such progress is already very fast.

Obviously, it is closely related to the super training of Robot No. 3.

"It's so great." Looking at the numbers on the small particle screen, Yue Peng couldn't help but make such a sound.

Just as Yue Peng was immersed in the joy of progress, he was located in the northern part of the Western Federation, in the territory of the Blood Skeleton, and the Dragon Rolling aircraft carrier battle group was dragged to death by living in the territory of the Blood Skeleton after several days.

The attack could not find an opponent, and now the supply line of the Western Federal Frontier is fatal again, and withdrawal is not the same. If you didn't fight a decent battle, you would withdraw in shame. This is definitely a shame for Zhang Xin, which is absolutely not allowed by Zhang Xin.

What makes Zhang Xin extremely troubled is that compared to Yue Peng, the small and medium-sized strength in the Mogadi area is not afraid of Zhang Xin at all.

As long as Zhang Xin is a little unattentional, his fleet will be harassed. At the very least, one or two transport ships will be destroyed, and at the worst, the interstellar warships will be damaged.

What Zhang Xin was even more unacceptable was that from the beginning to the end, he did not see a single hair from the Blood Skeleton Fleet.

At this moment, Zhang Xin felt like an elephant, facing the ants hiding under the ground, he was helpless.

Zhang Xin, located in the main control room, had already evacuated from the dwarf star system at this time and was dispersing the command fleet to carry out fierce extermination attacks on some small and medium-sized forces.

The effect can only be considered average, but the transport fleet was stolen a lot.

As a result, the consequence is that small and medium-sized forces that have tasted the sweetness have become even more crazy.

Turning the Dragon Roar United Fleet into an opportunity for danger and wealth to coexist. You must know that for small and medium-sized forces, being able to intercept a fully loaded transport aircraft is enough for them to enjoy for a long time.

At the same time, looking at the blood skeleton boss Sures, he still looked half-dead, "slimmed" on the throne, looking carelessly at the light screen, everything about the Dragon Roar United Fleet.

"Boss, now the Longyin Group has divided its troops into three groups. We can completely gain an advantage in part. Should we make a vote?" Aloni asked Surez for advice.

"Forget it, it's too troublesome, fight and kill." Surez waved his hand lazily and directly rejected Aloni's suggestion.

"But……"

"What's there? Now we will provide us with food, drink and food. What do we do when we fight to the death? Even if we win, the seized materials are not as much as the Western Federation. Why bother?" Surez said in a very bargaining look: "Now we don't go out, let alone show up. This is what makes the Dragon Roaring Fleet the most uncomfortable. They can't figure out our strength, and they don't know our movements. Everything depends on guessing. You know, guessing such things is unreliable. The more you guess, the less you feel."

It is undeniable that Surez's words are still very reasonable.

Just as Surez was discussing with Aloni, an information officer suddenly turned his head and reported to Surez: "Boss, the transport fleet of the Western Federation is approaching us."

"Look, the supply is here again. Prepare them to connect with our transport ship. The canned mutton produced by the Western Federation tastes good." Surez suddenly felt energetic and spoke quickly.

After only a moment of time, looking at the distance, the two hundred transport ships of the Western Federation, accompanied by the Dream aircraft carrier battle group, entered the hidden meteorite belt of the Blood Skeleton Fleet bit by bit, and then connected with the transport ships of the Blood Skeleton Fleet and began to conduct cargo.

Dreamland had slowly approached the Iron Sword of the Blood Skeleton Combined Fleet, and drove out and ejected a small passenger ship, entering the Iron Sword.

The one who took this small passenger ship was Wu Xiang, the commander-in-chief of the Dream Carrier Battle Group, who was originally a major general in the Caucasus Group, but was caught by Yue Peng and directly reused it.

Wu Xiang was less than forty years old, and for the commander, he was a prime minister. When he came to the main control room of the Iron Sword, Wu Xiang's expression was not serious, but it was not easy-going, and that was very natural.

"Commander Surez, the goods have been delivered this time. Please sign for it." Wu Xiang said, and handed a list directly to Surez.

"Don't call me the commander. Our mud legs are no better than your Western Federation, and they are not as good as Yue Peng. Just call him the name directly." Surez smiled and waved his hand, swept his eyes across the list, and then checked it briefly. Then he happily signed his name on the list, and then handed back the list.

"Also, our coach Lei Sanyi asked me to ask when you plan to attack the Dragon Roar United Fleet?" Wu Xiang looked motionless and asked.

"Terror against the Dragon Yin Combined Fleet? When did I say I would take action against the Dragon Yin Combined Fleet? Go back and tell Yue Peng, and your coach, according to our previous agreement, your country will give me assistance. I promise not to put a Dragon Yin battleship into your territory. That's fine, right? As for other matters, your country doesn't have to worry about it." Surez responded.

Hearing such words, Wu Xiang's expression moved slightly. After thinking about it, it was indeed the truth. Isn't what the Western Federation wants to be stable in the northern border?
Chapter completed!