"It seems like this is the only way!" Jia Zheng said depressedly, thinking that Qin Ming had left and he didn't know when he would come back.
"Okay, don't act depressed. You don't know how many people envy you!" Looking at Jia Zheng's depressed look, Wang Zhenwei's envy flashed across his eyes and he patted him on the shoulder.
"Envy me?" Pointing to his nose, Jia Zheng spread out his fat hands and spun around in a circle, making the ground tremble.
"Why do you envy me?"
“With my body type, no matter what I do, it’s inconvenient!”
"I don't know how many warriors secretly despise me and call me Fatty Jia!"
Since he became obese, he has also tried to lose weight, but once he skips a meal, he will feel hungry, weak, and will collapse.
I have tried many methods, but they have no effect except torturing myself. My body is still growing in size at a rate visible to the naked eye as before.
Slowly he gave up.
When his size increased to twice that of other people, people began to talk about him behind his back.
When I heard the comments, I went from being frustrated at first, to giving up on myself, to being indifferent.
"Although I am fat, I live a good life. These people are just jealous of their majesty."
Thinking this way, his mood improved a lot, and from then on, he automatically filtered out the comments behind him.
"Do you know how many people want to cultivate both body and soul?" Wang Zhenwei said seriously, "After a warrior becomes a martial saint, it is difficult for him to increase his strength."
"And the combat power bonus brought by dual cultivation of body and soul is not just doubled!"
"Look at Qin Ming, he may be a martial saint with both body and soul."
"Do you know how strong he is?"
"How strong?" Jia Zheng's eyes lit up.
stretch
Pointing out a finger, Wang Zhenwei said excitedly, "It only takes one punch to deal with the head of the Mori family."
"It only takes one punch to deal with the Mu family!"
"You should know how many years these two have been fighting with me and how strong they are."
"But for Qin Ming, it's just a matter of one punch, and there's no way to escape."
Wang Zhenwei was so excited when he said it that he kept holding these words in his heart and there was no one to share them with.
After all, Qin Ming's strength needs to be kept secret, and Jia Zheng is Qin Ming's man and is very trusted by Qin Ming. Jia Zheng knows many things.
That's why Wang Zhenwei could say these words to him.
Hearing Wang Zhenwei's words, Jia Zheng was very excited, "In other words, after I become a Martial Saint, can I be as powerful as Qin Ming?"
"It's very possible!" Wang Zhenwei nodded solemnly, "You have to know that Qin Ming's strength has not reached its peak yet, he is still improving."
"No one can say exactly what level it will reach."
"So, your future is also unlimited."
Jia Zheng's heart was beating fast.
Wang Zhenwei continued, "Martial Saint and Martial Saint are different."
"Martial Saint belongs to an exceptional level."
"Don't look at my strength, I seem to be the strongest in the entire Senmu City, and I am also at the forefront in this area."
"But this is a true martial saint who didn't take action."
"For such a strong man, I am just one move away."
Jia Zheng knew this, and the gap between Wu Sheng and Wu Sheng was very big.
Wu Sheng was still far away from him, so he had never thought about it.
But now that I think about it, with Qin Ming's elixir, it seems that he is not that far away from the Martial Saint. He cultivates both body and soul. Once he becomes a Martial Saint, he will definitely not be the weakest among the Martial Saints.
Moreover, he still has huge room for improvement. "It seems like this is the only way!" Jia Zheng said depressedly, thinking that Qin Ming had left and he didn't know when he would come back.
"Okay, don't act depressed. You don't know how many people envy you!" Looking at Jia Zheng's depressed look, Wang Zhenwei's envy flashed across his eyes and he patted him on the shoulder.
"Envy me?" Pointing to his nose, Jia Zheng spread out his fat hands and spun around in a circle, making the ground tremble.
"Why do you envy me?"
“With my body type, no matter what I do, it’s inconvenient!”
"I don't know how many warriors secretly despise me and call me Fatty Jia!"
Since he became obese, he has also tried to lose weight, but once he skips a meal, he will feel hungry, weak, and will collapse.
I have tried many methods, but they have no effect except torturing myself. My body is still growing in size at a rate visible to the naked eye as before.
Slowly he gave up.
When his size increased to twice that of other people, people began to talk about him behind his back.
When I heard the comments, I went from being frustrated at first, to giving up on myself, to being indifferent.
"Although I am fat, I live a good life. These people are just jealous of their majesty."
Thinking this way, his mood improved a lot, and from then on, he automatically filtered out the comments behind him.
"Do you know how many people want to cultivate both body and soul?" Wang Zhenwei said seriously, "After a warrior becomes a martial saint, it is difficult for him to increase his strength."
"And the combat power bonus brought by dual cultivation of body and soul is not just doubled!"
"Look at Qin Ming, he may be a martial saint with both body and soul."
"Do you know how strong he is?"
"How strong?" Jia Zheng's eyes lit up.
stretch
Pointing out a finger, Wang Zhenwei said excitedly, "It only takes one punch to deal with the head of the Mori family."
"It only takes one punch to deal with the Mu family!"
"You should know how many years these two have been fighting with me and how strong they are."
"But for Qin Ming, it's just a matter of one punch, and there's no way to escape."
Wang Zhenwei was so excited when he said it that he kept holding these words in his heart and there was no one to share them with.
After all, Qin Ming's strength needs to be kept secret, and Jia Zheng is Qin Ming's man and is very trusted by Qin Ming. Jia Zheng knows many things.
That's why Wang Zhenwei could say these words to him.
Hearing Wang Zhenwei's words, Jia Zheng was very excited, "In other words, after I become a Martial Saint, can I be as powerful as Qin Ming?"
"It's very possible!" Wang Zhenwei nodded solemnly, "You have to know that Qin Ming's strength has not reached its peak yet, he is still improving."
"No one can say exactly what level it will reach."
"So, your future is also unlimited."
Jia Zheng's heart was beating fast.
Wang Zhenwei continued, "Martial Saint and Martial Saint are different."
"Martial Saint belongs to an exceptional level."
"Don't look at my strength, I seem to be the strongest in the entire Senmu City, and I am also at the forefront in this area."
"But this is a true martial saint who didn't take action."
"For such a strong man, I am just one move away."
Jia Zheng knew this, and the gap between Wu Sheng and Wu Sheng was very big.
Wu Sheng was still far away from him, so he had never thought about it.
But now that I think about it, with Qin Ming's elixir, it seems that he is not that far away from the Martial Saint. He cultivates both body and soul. Once he becomes a Martial Saint, he will definitely not be the weakest among the Martial Saints.
Moreover, he still has huge room for improvement.
This chapter has been completed!