“So what’s the plan? It’s still early for dinner,” Hu Yangxuan asked.

“How ‘bout a little warm up?” Wang Ben turned toward Wang Tong.

“The Gravity Training Chamber? Is your body good to go already?”

“Nevermind, it’s just a scratch. Physical activities are good for my recovery,” Wang Ben replied. Yet, Ma Xiaoru and Hu Yangxuan knew that Wang Ben actually was still brooding over unaccountably losing to Wang Tong last time.

It wasn’t always about winning or losing, but being the son of General Hu Ben, Wang Ben had to have a strong victorious urge, yet it wasn’t purely a spiteful and sentimental urge, it was actually a calm urge to win, which was also his way of pursuing greater strength.

“Let’s go then!” Ma Xiaoru nodded. Everyone seconded her consent.

They were definitely the “Fantastic Four” of Ayrlarng. Ma Xiaoru, Wang Ben, and Hu Yangxuan’s standard were just as good as the students of an S-ranked academy; as for Wang Tong, even though he was only a nobody in F-Class