If You Want a Fight, Let's Have One!
Editor: Henyee Translations
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
In the suburbs of the capital city, inside the most advanced VIP room of a training field with full facilities, Ding Lingdang was training.
What was shrieking under her fists was the debris of a crystal tank. It was more like she was savaging it than attacking it.
She had beaten the debris of a crystal tank five meters long, two meters high, and weighing dozens of tons into a cluster of iron no more than one cubic meter with her brute force.
Struck by dozens of heavy punches every second, the sharp edges of the cluster of iron were gradually polished, and all the gaps were pressed into nothing. The surface of the debris was wreathed in an orange glow. The temperature inside could be a thousand degrees, burning and twisting the air!
But Ding Lingdang could not care less about it.