At this time, Xu Yuebing, Leon, Miao Yi, and Zhu Jinfeng, who also arrived at the training ground, saw the tank armor that was almost punched through by Ye Qingzhou's fist.
Leon stepped forward and touched the deep fist impression on the alloy armor, exclaiming exaggeratedly, "Damn, is this something a human can do?"
Zhu Jinfeng also approached and took a stance, trying it herself.
Clang~
Her tender white fist was surrounded by flames, with flashes of lightning, exerting all her strength in one strike, only leaving a shallow fist mark on the alloy armor.
If not examined closely, it was hard to distinguish.
She stood up disappointedly and sighed, "The gap is too wide."
Leon, seeing this, tried unwillingly as well, but his explosiveness wasn't even as good as Zhu Jinfeng's, only scraping off the outer layer of the paint on the alloy armor.
Both were dissatisfied with their performance, while Miao Yi and Xu Yuebing watched dumbfoundedly.
