Walking along the ornately decorated corridor inside the Hengqiao Martial Arts Hall, Wang Defa was more amazed as he walked.
"It deserves to be the top and most luxurious martial arts gym in Yuancheng City...the floor, the walls, the reliefs..."
Wang Defa's father is a decoration worker. Influenced by his father's influence, this boy also has a special liking for all kinds of luxury houses.
It was the first time in his life that he stepped into such a luxurious martial arts gym. Wang Defa felt that everything was amazing. From time to time, he reached out to touch the reliefs on the walls on both sides, squatted down and rubbed the lines on the stone floor with his hands, like a first
A silly boy who came to town for the first time.
The staff member who was responsible for leading Wang Defa to the martial arts studio looked disgusted. Seeing this little fat man looking like he had never seen the world, under normal circumstances, he would never let this little fat man step into the Hengqiao martial arts gym.
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However, this little fat guy was the person that the perverted genius Wang Jin personally ordered to bring here. No matter how impatient the staff was, they could only pinch their noses and endure it, and even had to put on a kind smile on their faces.
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"Brother, let's go there quickly, Wang Jin is still waiting."
He tried hard to suppress the impatience in his heart and spoke to Wang Defa in a good voice.
"Yes, yes, brother Jin is still waiting for me."
The little fat man came to his senses and quickly got up and followed the staff member towards the martial arts room.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the two finally arrived at a martial arts studio. From the outside, both the space and the luxury of the decoration were far from comparable to other martial arts studios they saw along the way.
"Brother Jin is actually in such a luxurious martial arts studio?"
The little fat man was a little frightened. He was not blind, so he could naturally see that the martial arts studio in front of him was definitely the top one in the entire Hengqiao martial arts gym.
He couldn't help but start to think wildly, what kind of changes have happened to Brother Jin after not seeing him for three months?
Not only have you become a member of Hengqiao Martial Arts School, but there is also such an extremely luxurious martial arts training room in Hengqiao Martial Arts School?
"I will send you here, you can go in by yourself."
The staff member sent the little fat man here and turned around to leave.
The little fat man was the only one left in front of the door.
I don’t know why, but at this time, the little fat man was standing outside the door of the martial arts room, feeling a little uneasy.
I feel as nervous as when I was a child meeting my teacher.
He raised his hand several times to knock on the door, but subconsciously put it down. After pacing back and forth anxiously outside the martial arts studio several times, he finally gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.
Squeak.
The door to the martial arts studio suddenly opened on its own.
"What are you doing standing around outside? Why don't you come in?"
A faint voice floated out from the open door.
The little fat man was stunned for a moment.
How can this door open by itself?
Is it a voice-activated door?
He didn't think much and quickly walked into the martial arts room.
Only then did he clearly see the scene in this spacious martial arts room.
Spacious is no longer enough to describe the martial arts performance room. The running water surrounds the rockery and makes a splashing sound. For a moment, the little fat man had the illusion that he had arrived at a resort.
Between the rows of cast iron pillars half a man's height, a boy whom the little fat man did not recognize was sweating profusely, as if he was practicing some kind of boxing technique.
In the center of the martial arts room, in front of a cauldron that is as tall as one person, a slender figure sits cross-legged. His face is extremely exquisite, his facial features are like a masterpiece of divine craftsmanship, and his skin is as crystal clear as jade, just like an immortal.
The moment he saw the slender figure, the little fat man didn't recognize who it was at the first time.
A ridiculous idea came into my mind.
Is this an immortal from heaven?
He didn't react until the figure slowly raised his eyes and spoke in the familiar voice of the little fat man.
What kind of god is this riding horse? This is clearly Wang Jin whom I haven't seen for three months!
"Why, you don't recognize me anymore?"
Wang Jin slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little fat boy Wang Defa.
Wang Defa hesitated to speak, even though he recognized that this was his best friend Wang Jin, a good brother he had known for several years.
However, after not seeing each other for three months, he felt that the best friend in front of him who was once good enough to wear a pair of pants was now so strange.
In just three months, Wang Jin seemed to have been transformed from the inside out.
This is not only a lack of appearance, but also a kind of inferiority from the heart.
Even though Wang Jin was just sitting there cross-legged, Wang Defa still felt a sense of inferiority from the bottom of his heart, which made him have the urge not to stand in front of Wang Jin.
It's like a stray dog standing in front of a wolf king.
He was dwarfed by him, and his strong sense of inferiority made Wang Defa even have the urge to turn around and run away.
"I...I..."
He tried hard to speak, trying to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but when the words came to his mouth, there were only a few hesitant words that could not form a sentence at all.
The more this happened, the more anxious he became and the more speechless he became.
"What's wrong? We haven't seen each other for several months, and you're still nervous when you see your father?"
Wang Jin saw Wang Defa's nervousness, laughed, and joked: "Wasn't it time that dad took you to kill in the canyon? If dad didn't take you back then, would you have been able to reach Xingyao?"
"Fuck your mother, I'm obviously the one taking you, okay? If I hadn't taken you, you would still be lying in platinum with the help of your hands!"
Wang Defa blurted out a rebuttal almost subconsciously, and when the words came out, he suddenly froze.
Looking at the smile on Wang Jin's face, he felt warm in his heart and a smile appeared on his face.
Wang Jin also stood up with a smile, stepped forward and gave Wang Defa a bear hug.
"Dog son, daddy is back!"
"Damn it, please be gentle on the horse, I almost fell apart when you held me over two hundred kilograms of meat..."
Just one or two words, and the vague barrier between the two best friends had disappeared.
After the two separated, Wang Defa rubbed his shoulders with a surprised look on his face.
Just now he just hugged Wang Jin, but he felt as if he was being hugged by a real brown bear.
He had no doubt that if Wang Jin wanted to, he could even squeeze himself into a lump of meat paste in an instant.
"How much has your strength increased in the past three months?"
he asked with some curiosity.
He knew that before Wang Jin went to the genius training camp that day, his strength had already reached the level of a first-level official warrior.
But he was sure that even a first-level official warrior would never have such a powerful force.
Could it be that in three months, Brother Jin has broken through to the level of a second-level warrior?
Wang Defa guessed.
Isn't this too fast? It only takes three months to break through to the level of a second-level warrior. It's not that fast by plane, right?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a sour voice coming from the distance.
"He is already a fourth-level warrior."
The person who spoke out was none other than Zhou Tong.
"What?!"
The little fat man's eyes suddenly widened, and his two small mung bean eyes, which were not big at first, suddenly became bigger than a light bulb, and he almost jumped up from the ground.
"Four...fourth level warrior?"
The little fat man looked up with disbelief on his face and looked at Wang Jin.
"Son."
Wang Jin sighed, reached out and patted the little fat man on the shoulder, as if he didn't want to be too arrogant: "Dad didn't want to hurt your self-confidence, but there is no way. Since you asked sincerely, then I will
I tell you with great mercy, yes, dad, I am already a fourth-level warrior."
After receiving Wang Jin's personal admission, the little fat man looked at Wang Jin with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.
Level 4 warrior?
In three months, he stepped from a first-level warrior to a fourth-level warrior?
Riding a horse with increased speed is not like flying on a plane, it is simply like flying on a spaceship!
"Are you really Wang Jin? Weren't you taken away by some monster?"
The little fat man couldn't believe it and even poked Wang Jin with his finger.
In three months, he transformed from a first-level warrior to a fourth-level warrior?
This kind of thing is simply too incredible!
"Dad, I guarantee it."
Wang Ji gave the little fat man a quick slap on the head. When the little fat man covered his head and backed away, he heard Wang Jin say: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. I called you here today because there is something very important."
The matter comes to you."
"Important things?"
The little fat man covered his head with one hand and looked at Wang Jin with somewhat doubtful eyes.
But Wang Jin stared at him with burning eyes and said slowly: "Do you want to be admitted to the university of your choice and become a genius like me?"
His voice was very deep, as if it had a bit of magic, and had the power to confuse people's hearts.
Admitted to the university of your choice?
Isn’t this nonsense? Why does he go to school every day if he doesn’t want to go to college?
Become a genius like Brother Jin?
What's the meaning?
Can I, like Brother Jin, rapidly increase my energy and blood in a short period of time and reach the level of a fourth-level warrior?
Brother Jin, is there any way to make me become such a genius?
Thinking of this, the little fat man was instantly excited and his heart was beating fast.
If he could also become the same genius as Brother Jin... No, he didn't have to be like Brother Jin. He would be satisfied if he was one-tenth of Brother Jin.
"I think about it, I think about it too much."
The little fat man swallowed, nodded fiercely, like a chicken pecking at rice, and looked at Wang Jin with expectant eyes: "Brother Jin, do you have a way to make me become like you?"
In his expectant eyes, Wang Jin looked at him with pity and reached out to pat his shoulder.
"How is that possible? Just sleep more, there is everything in your dreams."
"???"
If the little fat man hadn't known that he was no match for Wang Jin, he would have rushed forward and fought Wang Jin to the death.
Code, there is no way you can talk to me about it!
…
In the end, Wang Jin finally revealed his true intention of calling Little Fatty here.
He decided to pass on that set of boxing skills to the little fat man.
After all, the little fat man is his best friend. Now that he has the ability, he naturally wants to help him.
He demonstrated the boxing technique to the little fat man, and not surprisingly, he was doubted by the little fat man.
This boxing technique looks good, but can it really help you increase your energy and blood?
With such doubts, the little fat man stood aside and prepared to practice it again.
He didn't notice that Zhou Tong beside him had a look of pity on his face.
A moment later, screams like those of a slaughtered pig echoed in the martial arts room.