High-level female soldiers: My female soldiers are all SSS-rank!

Time passed by, second by second.

One hour.

Six hours.

Twenty-four hours.

After a full day and night, Ye Chu finally completely digested the Qi-Nourishing Pill within his body.

Ye Chu slowly stood up, gently clenched his fist, and then threw punches in one direction repeatedly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ye Chu could sense that the blood and qi in his body were increasing rapidly.

"Nourished by the Monkey Head Spirit Wine, the Qi-Nourishing Pill's effects were surprisingly good, boosting my Qi and blood by a full thousand calories!"

With each whistling punch, every inch of Ye Chu's skin and every bone in his body seemed to be meticulously sculpted by an invisible force, becoming increasingly dense and resilient.

His body gradually transformed, as if it had undergone countless trials and tribulations, radiating unprecedented vitality and energy.

Even more strangely, he discovered that beneath his skin lay seemingly endless mysteries.

With a thought, the surface of the skin can change accordingly. The originally smooth and jade-like skin instantly develops a faint, cold and deep luster, like that of bronze and gold.

Beneath this luster lies extraordinary strength and resilience.

Even the sharpest bullet in the world, upon contact with it, would likely only leave a negligible shallow mark, unable to penetrate its defenses.

"This is internal energy? No, it can't possibly be internal energy."

Ye Chu shook his head, but then smiled.

"But at least we've gotten a tiny bit of a foothold."

Recalling the indestructible protective aura surrounding Wolf Lord, Ye Chu felt an indescribable longing and restlessness welling up in his heart.

It was not only a symbol of power, but also an indispensable key to the pinnacle of martial arts, causing ripples to spread across his heart and igniting a burning desire within him.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, concentrating entirely on his body, trying to simulate the mystery of that power, making his skin seem to be forged by an invisible force, with its hardness and resilience changing unpredictably in a delicate balance.

Every tension and relaxation of muscles is a courageous exploration of one's own limits; every breath, deep or shallow, carries the promise of greater strength.

As time went by, fine beads of sweat appeared on Ye Chu's forehead, and his jaw was clenched, as if he were silently battling against the shackles hidden within his body.

His eyes gleamed with an indomitable light. He slowly raised his hands, gazing at his arms, which trembled slightly from overexertion, his heart filled with both anticipation and trepidation.

He wanted to know where his limits lay.

However, the pursuit of power is not an easy path. When his body felt a heavy, mountain-like pressure, and every bit of strength seemed to be drained away, Ye Chu finally felt an unprecedented exhaustion.

He slowly stopped all his movements, letting himself lie flat on the ground, panting heavily, each breath like a life-giving spring flowing into his parched heart.

The air around him seemed to become heavy yet refreshing with his breathing, and Ye Chu's eyes shone with an even more determined light.

He knew that today's exhaustion and hard work were merely the stepping stones to becoming a strong person.

After about ten breaths, Ye Chu leaped up like a dragon, his fatigue dispelled like morning mist by the rising sun, replaced by an indescribable vitality and boundless fighting spirit!

He raised his arm slightly, his gaze sweeping over it as if examining a work of art.

As the body's Qi and blood surge like a mighty river, not only does strength increase dramatically, but the body's self-healing ability also undergoes a qualitative leap.

At this moment, most of the shocking scars on his arms have quietly healed, leaving only faint traces, like the light marks left by time.

It will not have any impact on the day of the martial arts competition.

……

As Ye Chu stepped out of the secluded cultivation room, a gentle breeze from the outside world brushed against his face, and he suddenly realized what was happening.

The phone in my hand, which had been silent for a long time, started flashing as soon as it received a signal.

The screen was covered with icons for missed calls; upon closer inspection, there were more than twenty!

The date notification caught his eye, and Ye Chu couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself, "The path of martial arts is so oblivious to the passage of time; in the blink of an eye, twenty-six hours have quietly passed."

With a light touch of the screen, the moment it unlocks, a string of familiar names appears on it, all of them, without exception, Mu Tongyan's name.

"Tong Yan must be extremely worried. I'm so busy, it must be making her very anxious."

A warm feeling welled up in Ye Chu's heart, mixed with a touch of guilt.

When Ye Chu arrived at the villa area, he opened the door and saw Chen Wenwen.

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you all day." Chen Wenwen looked at Ye Chu with curiosity, while she was cleaning with a mop in one hand.

Yang Xinba sprawled out on the sofa in a relaxed, reclining position, much like Ge You.

"Lift your leg!"

Chen Wenwen frowned and spoke.

Yang Xinba looked reluctant as he slowly lifted his feet, letting Chen Wenwen drag them across the ground.

"Where is Mu Tongyan?"

Ye Chu asked.

"It's upstairs, there's a surprise for you."

A sly glint flashed in Chen Wenwen's eyes, and she immediately gestured for Ye Chu to hurry up and go.

Seeing this, Ye Chu nodded.

But he found Mu Tongyan cooking with her back to him.

It has to be said that Mu Tongyan is a very sensible girl, and the food she cooks is really delicious.

"I'm back!"

Ye Chu smiled and spoke, thinking that Mu Tongyan would be angry because he hadn't answered the phone.

But to everyone's surprise, Mu Tongyan didn't get angry.

Instead, she blinked her big eyes and looked at Ye Chu.

Welcome back!

Mu Tongyan tried very hard to speak, opening her mouth and saying each word clearly.

But in Ye Chu's eyes, it was no less than a thunderbolt!

He quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mu Tongyan's hand, his eyes filled with ecstatic joy.

"How about that? Old man, I'm pretty good, aren't I?"

Yang Xinba followed Ye Chu up with a smug look on his face and said.

"However, only part of the treatment has been completed so far. She may also be able to fire in her soldier girl form."

"But her throat is still extremely fragile, so it's advisable to wait until she's fully recovered before making any further moves."

"good!"

Ye Chu looked excited.

"Well done!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chu stepped forward and excitedly patted Yang Xinba on the shoulder.

Putting everything else aside, if Mu Tongyan's illness could be cured, her strength would increase by at least several dozen times!

Even more, since the White Dragon's gun is essentially a shooting rifle.

She is not a weapon for close combat; her true strength lies in her terrifying firepower!

It is that fire dragon that spews forth, capable of devouring everything!

"Eat...eat!"

Mu Tongyan spoke up.

"Little girl, right now you should focus on protecting your voice and avoid talking too much."

Yang Xinba, out of professional habit, spoke up to offer advice.

"Well, you still need to be obedient in this regard."

Ye Chu patted Mu Tongyan's little head, his face beaming with joy.