After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the fat man has entered a semi-sleep mode. It seems that this guy was indeed a god of learning in the past. He has quite the temperament of Li Bai. He first hummed and recited the entire "Li Sao",

I started jumping up and down on the bed again, still talking non-stop. I paused carefully, it should be Sima Xiangru's "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix". It's already winter, isn't it a little early for spring?

Finally, I couldn't stand the fat man's nagging anymore, so I stepped forward and struck the back of his neck with a knife. I raised the knife and dropped it, causing the huge fat man to fall unconscious on the bed.

A fat man who does not disturb the people is a good fat man. No matter whether you are reciting the Book of Songs or the Songs of Chu, it is just noise in my ears!

I lay on the brand-new quilt and closed my eyes. Oh my god, I went back to school again! This is such a tragic story! Forget it, it will pass if you endure it. If you close your eyes and open them, a day will pass.

Yet?

Early the next morning, I habitually dressed up and went out to exercise. When I saw the fat man sleeping soundly, I became angry. His snoring was so weird! It actually had a rhythm, and it moved every time.

It's played in a rolling four-and-four-beat loop, and it has built-in stereo playback reverb. The sound is comparable to that of an IMAX theater - it's so domineering!

He slept well, but I didn't sleep well. I was woken up by him four times in one night! Still want to sleep in? Damn it!

I kicked the fat man off the bed with one kick. Huh, what's a two-meter-high bed? If I lift my body lightly, I can jump three meters high!

Just hearing a muffled sound of "dong", the fat man fell in a graceful free-fall Thomas Spin, which perfectly explained what the butt-up flat-sand-falling-goose pose was! The fat man shouted in horror: "There's an earthquake!"

I didn't care when he touched his aching belly and looked at me resentfully. I laughed and said, "Let's go! Let's go exercise! You are almost fat as a ball!"

"I won't go! I won't go even if you kill me!" The fat on the fat man's cheeks was so handsome that he looked very ferocious, but in my eyes, all monsters and monsters were just paper tigers.

"Are you sure?" I said slowly, rubbing my fists.

The fat man’s chubby head nodded repeatedly: “I won’t go!”

I shrugged my shoulders and picked up an angle iron in the corner...

"You can't be lascivious with wealth, you can't move with poverty, you can't bend with force..." The fat man pointed at me and shouted.

"What are you shouting for? What are you shouting for? It's like what I did to you! You have to be reasonable in everything! Right? I can't threaten you. To practice this kind of thing, you have to do it with emotion and reason. Come on, let's

Move it with emotion first!" As I said, I started my iron cloth shirt and used a pair of iron palms to fold the angle iron in half, in half, and then in half again... until it was rolled into an iron ball, and then I found another angle iron.

Iron, continue to roll it into balls, the last two iron balls are spinning around in my hand like a fitness ball.

The fat man swallowed hard: "You are threatening! You are violent...Freud said...Dostoyevsky said..."

I continued to smile and said, "Do you want to go back to sleep?"

The fat man nodded honestly: "The drunkenness is not gone yet!"

"Okay, do you think it's your bed that's stronger or my hands that are stronger?" I continued to play with the two fitness balls with one hand, and held one of the fat man's bed legs with the other hand, and then gently left it.

A handprint...

"It's easy for me to break this kind of steel bar. I'm going to lose my place by beating you! I was quite manic this morning. I like to dismantle anything, especially some metal products, such as beds, tables, stools..."

I casually listed the necessities of Fatty's life. Every time a word came out of my mouth, Fatty's face turned pale.

Finally, the fat man gave in: "Brother! I was wrong! I'll train with you! Are you from the demolition team? How did you develop this hard skill?"

I remained silent, put on a set of sportswear, and led the reluctant fat man out of the dormitory building and to the sports ground. I studied the campus map for a long time yesterday, and now I can basically find it.

It's the eve of the holiday now, and many students have already left the school. Only some postgraduate students with special topics or weirdos like fat people stay in the school, so there are not many people on the road. The stadium of Teito University in the morning is also deserted. It seems that they are indolent and indolent.

The nature exists everywhere!

I shook my arms and legs, doing preparatory activities, but now the fat man was sitting on the ground breathing heavily! He was so weak! He really embarrassed me!

I broke off a stick as thick as my thumb from the tree, held it in my hand, and hit the fat man hard: "Why do you still want to catch up on your sleep outside? If you can fall asleep in the cold winter, I will obey you!"

The fat man looked at my ferocious look without saying a word, and started running around the playground obediently. The way he gasped every step of the way made me laugh. The fat man should lose weight, mainly because he is too fat and snores better.

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Fatty has already run over there, so I can start here. The purpose of exercising in the morning is to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the first purple energy coming from Pindong... Okay, I made these up, mainly in the morning

The air is good, but the haze particles are more humane...

I took off my sports clothes, leaving only a black tight-fitting vest, and stuck a big gun stake in place. At this point in my life, standing has reached the point where I can stand freely.

It can’t bring me much benefit. The main problem I face now is to purify and compress Qi and blood.

This process is easy to say, but once something goes wrong, it will be irreversible. The energy of qi and blood is very huge. Once it is accidentally compressed and explodes or backfires, it will be great fun. In the lighter case, the realm will regress, and in the worst case, the tendons and veins will be severed.

Crippled for life!

Therefore, if you don’t advance, you will retreat. It is a dangerous road. Without the determination to die, it is easy to kneel down halfway. It is similar to that of a writer. Only the top writers can enjoy the best recommendation position. A newbie like Lao Yang

I haven't found anything to recommend for half a year!

After adjusting my qi and blood, I started today's compression exercise. I first used the muscles throughout my body to let the qi and blood circulate vigorously, and then used the contraction of the muscles and veins to condense and compress the qi and blood.

Breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe...breathe...

I squinted my eyes and concentrated on my body. Without the Martial God, a warrior cannot see inside. He can only rely on his feelings and guesswork to compress his blood. It's fun to think about it. Compression

Qi and blood are the biggest hurdle for a warrior to advance to the Martial God. Once you have passed it, you can be promoted by understanding the Martial God's artistic conception. Of course, the Martial God's artistic conception is not so easy to understand, but there is no risk in understanding the Martial God's artistic conception! So the most dangerous moment is still there.
Chapter completed!