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Chapter 92 Xiaolin, it’s time for us to do it(1/2)

 I found a piece of wood from the side.

Zhang Beixing tied his weight-bearing clothing to a wooden stake to increase its stability, and then sank it into the water.

The wooden pile fell into the water, causing ripples.

Zhang Beixing stretched out his hand to test the water temperature and confirmed that it was suitable and not irritating.

Put your cell phone, wallet and other valuables into your bag, take off your shirt, and walk into the lake.

When he first stepped into the lake, Zhang Beixing was still a little uncomfortable.

I felt a cool air rushing up from my calves and straight to the top of my head.

But soon, the Qi and blood flowing in his body began to exert force.

With a shiver.

This cold air was expelled from the body by Zhang Beixing.

A warm feeling filled Zhang Beixing's body.

He quickly adapted to the temperature of the lake.

After adapting, Zhang Beixing pushed the wooden stake and walked forward.

It’s different from when I practiced boxing on the raft before.

This time, Zhang Beixing did not run into particularly deep water.

Instead, he found a place near the shore that was just above his shoulders.

Select this as the location for piling.

Fix the wooden stake and feel the water rushing towards your neck.

Zhang Beixing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then under the water, he performed the starting position of Yue's fist combo

Then, he aimed at the wooden stake in front of him and punched out!

"Duuluulu——"

The fist passes through the water, causing waves.

Affected by the resistance of the water, Zhang Beixing's punch was extremely slow.

Seven out of ten percent of the force was taken away by the water flow during the shot.

The remaining three points fell on the stakes.

"Bang—"

A muffled sound came from the water.

The sturdy wooden stake tilted backward.

But it was soon corrected by the water flowing back.

Look at that rickety, nothing-to-do wooden pile.

For a moment, Zhang Beixing fell into deep thought.

It is true that he knows that driving wooden piles in the water is a difficult task, let alone driving the wooden piles in the water. It is completely difficult for others.

"But isn't it too much to be so difficult!"

"I seriously punched down with all my strength, and then you just shook, shook???"

The corners of Zhang Beixing's mouth twitched, indicating that he found it difficult to accept.

Then the unbeliever punched him again.

"Bang—"

A muffled sound.

There is something different this time.

Because this time, the wooden pile didn’t even sway at all.

The force of Zhang Beixing's punch was just equal to the force of the water flowing back.

The stakes were erected directly!

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"Hey! I still don't believe that I can't do anything to you, a broken piece of wood!"

Repeated defeats made Zhang Beixing unbearable.

It even made him a little red-tempered.

After all, Yue's Lianquan is the most advanced and most powerful skill that Zhang Beixing has mastered so far.

As a result, now, this person whom he had high hopes for, the most profound, and the most awesome ability could not even do anything to a broken wooden pile. The impact this had on Zhang Beixing was no different than "Wu Zetian died of her husband and lost Li Zhi."

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"Hulala—"

The water on the shore was stirred up and the waves were rough.

The water flowed wildly towards the shore.

The splashing water drew a small rainbow in the sky.

But it was fleeting soon.

Zhang Beixing was in the water, and his hair fell flat and stuck to his scalp.

No matter how the water waves beat in front of and behind me, it remained unmoved.

I have to say that his footing is really stable, especially in this stagnant lake, there is no possibility of falling.

His eyes were fixed on the wooden pile in front of him.

Open the bow and punch, rock the boat in the waves, double dragons come out of the cave, move mountains and block seas, double hammers and golden bells

All Yue's combo moves were used.

Zhang Beixing became more and more fierce as he fought.

The lake around him is becoming more and more choppy.

"Bang bang bang——"

The wooden pile was attacked and made a muffled sound.

It stands precariously in the water.

But it was never damaged at all, and most of the force was relieved with the help of the water.

On the contrary, it is Zhang Beixing, although his punches are fierce and his moves are vicious.

But in fact, it has long been the external strength but the internal weakness.

As a result, less than half of the Yue family's punches were fired.

Seven out of ten times, your physical strength will be exhausted.

At this time, a heavy wave pushed back.

It's like the lake god's punishment for disrespectful people.

It hit Zhang Beixing hard.

He immediately sighed, took advantage of the situation, leaned back, lay on the lake, and drifted with the current.

The world became quiet.

Zhang Beixing just floated on the artificial lake, staring blankly at the sky.

The sky is beautiful at eight o'clock in the morning.

Because it has not reached noon, you can still vaguely see a hint of red clouds in the distance, adding a touch of gradual beauty to the blue sky.

Birds flew across the sky, making clear and ethereal sounds.

The leaf petals were picked up by the wind, spinning and falling on the lake, causing ripples.

Listening to the sound of 'gurgling' water coming from my ears.

Zhang Beixing lay on the water, looked at the sky, and summarized his problem.

"I was a little too anxious to fight!"

Zhang Beixing murmured.

If it’s just a bowl of water or a bucket of water.

Then he can indeed compete with him.

But now, he is facing a lake of water.

Even in this lake, only less than one percent of the people affected by him were affected.
To be continued...
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