Chu Zhan shrugged.

"I don't have that ability, and this thing is of great benefit to you. If you wear it for a while, you will feel the uniqueness of it."

Jiang Fan gathered all his strength and tried again, but the weight of his hands made him unable to lift his arms. He couldn't help but wonder if Wan Sanqian was deliberately teasing him.

Just as Chu Zhan was about to step forward, two soft coughs came from the distance, making him stop.

He looked over there and found Wan Sanqian looking at him with a smile. However, his appearance at this time made his meaning very obvious.

"It seems that I can't help you anymore. I'll withdraw first to save that guy from causing trouble to me."

After Chu Zhan said that, he turned around and left, obviously not wanting to provoke Wan Sanqian, a troublesome person.

Fang Chi frowned: "Why did you just leave so quickly?"

Han Peng was also smart. Although he couldn't see Thirteen Thousand, he could hear the coughing sound clearly.

"Someone is watching us three from a distance."

Shen Meng squatted next to Jiang Fan, looked at Jiang Fan, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what should we do now? What do you want Meng'er to do?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "You go over there and play, I will take you to a rare beast feast later!"

Shen Meng nodded vigorously, then obediently ran to the side to play without leaving Jiang Fan's sight.

Fang Chi muttered: "Why are we still having a banquet of precious beasts? We are all a problem when we get up!"

Jiang Fan didn't respond, thinking that if the black iron armor wasn't of great value to him, it wouldn't be difficult for him to break through it.

He held his breath and concentrated his strength on his legs. The purpose of Wan San Qian was to punish them, so there must be no chance. His purpose was very simple, he just wanted to polish the three of them and make them understand that they must abide by the rules.

Since he could stay for twenty minutes, he should have concluded that the three of them would not be able to arrive at the dining hall within these twenty minutes.

Jiang Fan has never been a person who gives up easily. The most difficult thing now is to stand up. As long as he can stand up and concentrate again, he should not fall down again. Although the black iron armor is heavy, it is not so strong that it cannot support it. , the fall just now was caused by sudden changes that were beyond our control.

Jiang Fan looked at the two of them: "If I help you two stand up, will you still fall down?"

Fang Chi shook his head repeatedly: "Of course not. If he had told me in advance that he would be weighed down by the weight, we would not have been so embarrassed if we were prepared. Unfortunately, it will be difficult to stand up again after falling down, without the strength!"

Han Peng turned his head and looked at Jiang Fan: "Do you have a way to make us stand up?"

Jiang Fan smiled and said: "It's not difficult! He gives us a blow, so we can't suffer the loss of being dumb."

Then, a magic pill quietly appeared in Jiang Fan's hand. He knew that Wan Sanqian might be watching them from a distance and could not be discovered by him.

Shen Meng was called over by him, and then Shen Meng obediently picked up the magic pill and put it into Jiang Fan's mouth.

Jiang Fan instantly felt extremely relaxed. Although this magical pill could only last for two minutes, it was enough to help the three of them stand up.

He slapped the ground, causing it to vibrate, and then he bounced directly off the ground, standing up seemingly easily.

Fang Chi and the two were shocked. "How did you do it? Has the Xuan Iron Armor been lifted?"

Wan Sanqian in the distance also raised his eyebrows, not understanding what happened. Looking back on what happened just now, he seemed to have noticed something, and then he retreated.

Jiang Fan said to them: "Don't waste time, while I can still hold on, let's go that way as soon as possible."

He bent down, grabbed the two of them by their shoulders, gave a low shout, and lifted them up from the ground, completely ignoring their feelings.

The two of them stood still in a panic, adjusting to the weight on their bodies. They were sure that the heaviness was absolutely real.

But Jiang Fan's weight should be greater than their combined weight, so where does this strange power come from? It's simply unimaginable.

The two wanted to ask, but were pushed away by Jiang Fan: "Don't say it's useless, don't you want to go to the rare beast feast?"

The magic pill can only last for three minutes. Jiang Fanneng took advantage of this time to carefully feel the weight on his body.

It's not far from the dining hall, it only takes ten minutes to walk. Now, the three of them speed up their pace. Although the black black armor on their bodies has affected them, at least they can still maintain a certain speed in these three minutes.

Shen Meng hung on Jiang Fan and smiled happily.

In the blink of an eye, it was already halfway through, and more than two minutes had elapsed since the magical pill. When his strength began to fade, Jiang Fan suddenly slowed down, took a steady breath, and let Shen Meng get off his body.

Fang Chi stumbled and almost fell down again.

The two looked at Jiang Fan and found that he took a deep breath, but his whole body began to tremble.

Jiang Fan felt as if there was a mountain hanging on his body, and it was even harder to move an inch under his feet.

Fang Chi said quickly: "Are you okay?"

Han Peng seemed to have seen the clues: "You should have used some kind of method just now to explode such a powerful force in a short period of time. Now the effect is lost?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "It's not far away, we should be in time."

The two briefly moved their hands and feet, and Fang Chi said: "It's not as unbearable as before, but you don't seem to be doing well!"

Jiang Fan gritted his teeth, stood up straight, and said with a smile: "What does this mean? You can't trouble me!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward. It was very difficult, but it proved that he could still do it.

Han Peng and the two were better than Jiang Fan, but they were still struggling. But looking forward, they saw the dining hall.

It's no more than two or three hundred meters away.

Wan Sanqian was standing at the gate, looking over with a smile.

As Fang Chi walked, he cursed Wan Sanqian pervert in a low voice. Han Peng kept his mouth shut and tried to move forward.

Jiang Fan focused on the physical body, using the method of alchemy to constantly stimulate the muscles and bones of the physical body, stimulating the potential as much as possible.

Before the middle stage of the innate realm, Jiang Fan's physical body was almost perfect, because every time he broke through, he would use the method of alchemy and rely on a large amount of spiritual power to strengthen the physical body. This is also the reason why Jiang Fan did not break through to the refining realm as soon as possible. He wanted to Once the physical body reaches absolute perfection and then makes a breakthrough, after all, the cultivation is irreversible.

As his concentration increased, Jiang Fan felt that his body gradually became lighter, which made him happy. This was one of the purposes of his trip.

From struggling to support himself after the effects of the medicine wore off, to now gradually adapting, there has been subtle progress almost every moment, which is undoubtedly inspiring to him.

Shen Meng has been following Jiang Fan, staring at Jiang Fan, a little anxious.

At this time, Wan Sanqian in the distance smiled and said: "There are still two minutes."

Fang Chi cursed and turned around to look at Jiang Fan, only to find that Jiang Fan's momentum was completely stable at this time, his figure was no longer shaky like before, and he walked very steadily.

"How did you adapt so quickly?"

Han Peng also noticed this situation and looked at him carefully.

But he found that Jiang Fan didn't seem to notice them at all and didn't know what he was concentrating on.

However, it can be felt that Jiang Fan's steps are gradually becoming more steady. Although it is not very obvious, judging from his gradually relaxed expression, I believe that it will not take long before he can adapt to the weight of this black iron armor.

Fang Chi looked at the dining hall, which was getting closer and closer, and tried his best not to steam the steamed buns in order to gain a reputation, not wanting to be looked down upon by Wan Sanqian.

Wan Sanqian at the door of the dining hall obviously wanted to see them like this, but according to his previous plan, he just wanted to sharpen the edges and temper of these three people so that they could grow better.

Jiang Fan gradually came back to his senses and looked at his current location.

I happened to see a few people coming from the other direction. They were wearing golden pharmacist robes. There were only seven of them, five men and two women.

They are this year's inner disciples of the Pharmacy School.

Compared with the thirty-one people in the Body Refining Department, the number of pharmacists is less than a quarter, but the proportion is not much different every year.

Gu Ling'er's figure was also among them. She walked in the front, looking around, full of curiosity.

But soon I saw Jiang Fan and the other two people here who were still dilly-dallying.

She frowned slightly, and without caring about the others, she left the team and walked towards Jiang Fan.

Others also looked here, a little confused, wondering what the eldest lady of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley was going to do.

Before Jiang Fan could speak, Gu Ling'er spoke first: "Jiang Fan, why are you dawdling? You won't be able to get in when the dining hall closes."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "You go first, I'll come in a moment and take two seats for me."

Fang Chi hurriedly said: "Beauty! Two are not enough. If you have to occupy four, we can both get there."

Gu Ling'er didn't tell him at all: "Do I know you?"

After saying that, she came to Shen Meng's side, knelt down and said, "Sister Meng'er, will you follow me to the dining hall and wait for Jiang Fan?"

Shen Meng did not answer, but looked at Jiang Fan first.

Seeing Jiang Fan nod, she took Gu Ling'er's hand, and then did not forget to cheer Jiang Fan: "Come on."

Gu Ling'er pulled the little girl away, and Fang Chi said to Jiang Fan: "You are really attracting bees and butterflies. If you can't get to the dining hall in a while, I'll see where you put your face."

Jiang Fan took a deep breath.

"It will definitely come in time! Don't hold me back, you two."

Fang Chi was a little unhappy when he heard this.

"I still don't know who is talking about who. How about we compete to see who gets to the dining hall first, and the loser gives up the bed by the window."

Jiang Fan laughed and said: "Give it up? That bed is mine, what does it have to do with you? What's more, you will definitely lose."

After saying that, his smile faded and he continued to stimulate his physical body to become stronger. His foundation was perfect, and his potential was naturally far beyond that of ordinary people.

Han Peng and the others were also gradually adapting, but they soon discovered that Jiang Fan, who was originally behind, was slowly catching up with them. At this rate, it was only a matter of time before they could catch up with them.

Fang Chi is the most typical character who refuses to admit defeat. No matter how strong his opponent is, he will try his best to catch up, not to mention his extraordinary talent.

He shouted angrily, and the next moment, a layer of silver light glowed all over his body. Although it was not obvious, it attracted Jiang Fan's attention.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Chi's speed increased a little, and Jiang Fan turned around.

Wan Sanqian, who was in the distance, stared at Fangchi with twinkling eyes, apparently realizing the strangeness of Fangchi.

However, that special power only lasted for a few seconds and then dissipated. At the same time, Fang Chi's speed returned to its original state.

However, Jiang Fan was steadily promoted and gradually adapted to the weight of Xuantie Armor.

Han Peng was separated by a distance of five or six meters between the two.

Fang Chi looked at Jiang Fan's back, the distance was getting farther and farther, and his heart was not at peace.

Although Jiang Fan is at a higher level than them, his body weight is twice as much as his. He is fully aware of how heavy the black iron armor is.
Chapter completed!