I, the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, am being kept by the state.

a few days later.

The basement of Jingshan Park.

"Come on, Lei Zhan."

General Zhao Huaiyuan stood calmly in the center of the empty training ground.

After several days of cultivation, his cultivation level was already among the top in this group.

But he knew very well that relying solely on closed-door cultivation was far from enough.

His experience on the battlefield taught him that true strength needs to be honed in actual combat.

Moreover, he now possesses new abilities that he must master as soon as possible.

"General Zhao, then I won't hold back."

Lei Zhan cracked his knuckles as he moved them.

He has already undergone five medicinal baths, and his physique has reached the peak that the human body can withstand.

Further down, one needs to absorb dragon energy to expand the body's limits.

Around them, Qian Youmin and the others watched intently. This was not just a duel between Zhao Huaiyuan and Lei Zhan; they might also learn something from it.

In the arena, Lei Zhan took a deep breath, and his entire aura suddenly changed, becoming sharp and fierce.

"I'm sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Zhan pushed off with his feet and shot out like a cannonball.

His speed was astonishing; he covered ten meters in the blink of an eye and punched Zhao Huaiyuan straight in the face.

The punch was powerful and heavy, and the air itself made a popping sound.

The onlookers felt a chill run down their spines.

However, Zhao Huaiyuan simply raised his right hand and casually grasped Lei Zhan's fist.

Peng!

A crisp metallic clanging sound rang out.

Lei Zhan's full-force punch was firmly held, rendering him unable to move.

"What?!"

Lei Zhan's pupils contracted, and the veins on his arm bulged as he tried to pull his fist back.

But those two fingers were like iron clamps, completely immobile.

"Not bad strength."

Zhao Huaiyuan spoke calmly, his fingers applying slight pressure.

Lei Zhan felt an irresistible force strike him, and he was thrown out of control.

He somersaulted in the air, landed on his feet, and left two long tracks on the ground.

"So strong!"

Lei Zhan shook his numb arm, his fighting spirit growing even stronger.

He charged out again, this time not to confront head-on, but to use special operations combat techniques to launch attacks from various tricky angles.

Knee strikes, elbow strikes, sweeping kicks—each move is vicious and deadly.

But Zhao Huaiyuan simply stood still, his hands behind his back, easily dodging all attacks with just his footwork.

"Too slow."

Zhao Huaiyuan suddenly spoke, and lightly stepped on the ground with his right foot.

boom!

A shallow crater was blasted open in the ground, and an invisible shockwave spread out from him.

Lei Zhan felt a tremendous force strike his chest, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

"cough……"

He struggled to his feet, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

That's enough.

Zhao Huaiyuan withdrew his foot. "You're already very strong, but there's a fundamental difference between cultivators and body temperers."

Lei Zhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and then smiled.

"General Zhao, I can come again."

"No need."

Zhao Huaiyuan shook his head, "If you keep fighting, you'll get hurt."

He looked at Lei Zhan, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Your fighting spirit is very strong. If you can embark on the path of cultivation, your future will be limitless."

Lei Zhan took a deep breath and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you for your guidance, General Zhao."

Around them, Qian Youmin and the others looked at each other in bewilderment.

The gap is too big.

Lei Zhan is an elite special forces soldier. After five medicinal baths, his physical fitness has surpassed human limits.

But in front of Zhao Huaiyuan, they didn't even have the power to fight back.

"Is this what a super armor is?"

Sun Mingde murmured.

"It's not just about invincibility."

Qian Youmin shook his head, "There's still a difference in cultivation level. Although Lei Zhan is strong, he's still just a mortal."

"But Old Zhao has already embarked on the path of cultivation, and his level of life is different."

Although they were able to pass on the "Huangji Zhenshi Jing" to Lei Zhan and others, the transmission of cultivation techniques should still be strictly controlled.

"What a pity."

Zhao Huaiyuan flexed his wrists, his eyes still gleaming with lingering fighting spirit. "Should I go find the Dragon Lord for a real battle?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dragon-shaped necklace in the center of the arena suddenly began to glow faintly.

"No need."

Li Chen's voice emanated from the necklace, calm yet authoritative.

Everyone was taken aback, and then they all looked at Xiang Lian.

Qian Youmin spoke first.

"Dragon Lord, do you have a solution?"

The others nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Li Chen was silent for a moment, then spoke again, "For General Zhao, the ultimate goal of actual combat is to master one's own strength and achieve a level of control that is as easy as wielding an arm or finger."

"Judging from General Zhao's years of experience fighting on the battlefield, there is no room for improvement in his timing and mindset in a short period of time."

"Therefore, now all you need to do is master your own power."

"In that case, there are many methods."

Zhao Huaiyuan pricked up his ears, paying close attention.

"The Huangji Zhenshi Jing is mainly about attacking, killing, and suppressing."

Li Chen paused for a moment, then said, "And among these, those who can quickly master their own power must be suppressed."

"Suppression?"

Zhao Huaiyuan frowned slightly.

"good."

Li Chen's voice carried a hint of deeper meaning, "You can use your own strength to suppress it. The target of suppression doesn't necessarily have to be an enemy; it can also be a natural disaster such as a volcanic eruption, a tsunami, or an earthquake."

Upon hearing this, Qian Youmin's pupils suddenly contracted.

Volcano? Tsunami? Earthquake?

These are all natural disasters capable of destroying cities; are they used as sparring partners?

"What does the Dragon Lord mean?"

Sun Mingde asked tentatively.

"To suppress the power of heaven and earth with one's own strength."

Li Chen's voice became even more solemn, "The power of heaven and earth far surpasses that of human power. To suppress them, one must have ultimate control over one's own power."

"Once you succeed, you will be able to truly control the power of the Overlord Body."

Zhao Huaiyuan took a deep breath, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"Dragon Lord, I understand."

He clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "Do you know of any suitable places available recently?"

Li Chen did not answer immediately; the light from the necklace flickered slightly, as if he were thinking.

After a moment, he spoke, "Three days from now, there will be a small tsunami in the East China Sea. It won't be large, but it'll be enough for you to practice."

"Thank you, Dragon Lord!"

A sharp glint appeared in Zhao Huaiyuan's eyes.

The people around looked at each other in bewilderment.

A tsunami as a sparring partner?

The training methods of these cultivators are indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Lei Zhan stood aside, watching Zhao Huaiyuan's eager look, feeling a mix of emotions.

He attacked with all his might, but he couldn't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes.

And now, they're already on their way to suppress the tsunami.

The gap is simply too large.

"Thunder Battle".

Li Chen's voice suddenly rang out.

Lei Zhan was taken aback, then quickly stood up straight: "Dragon Lord!"

"Although you have not yet entered the path of cultivation, your foundation is already established."

Li Chen's voice carried a hint of approval, "Once the Divine Dragon Academy is completed, you may enroll and begin your training."

Lei Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately knelt on one knee: "Thank you, Dragon Lord!"