After school that day, Shen Yifan sent Lin Mengxi home as usual. Then he took the Demon King to recognize the nearby groves.

After returning home, Shen Yifan quickly completed his pen homework, and then began to practice footwork under the guidance of the Demon King.

Although when the Demon King was awake, with the help of the "divine sense" formed by the Demon King's top reaction speed, Shen Yifan could clearly see the other party's movements, and it was a little slower than the normal speed, but if there was no skilled footwork to match, this special talent would not play much role.

After mastering some basic footwork, one person and one demon began to cooperate training.

The Demon King issued instructions and introduced some key points of action, and Shen Yifan followed.

After practicing like this for a long time, he finally reached the point where Shen Yifan could quickly complete the action as soon as the Demon King said the command. In this way, when the Demon King was awake, Shen Yifan was equivalent to having a wealth of combat experience.

It's a pity that his strength is too poor and his attack power is limited. If the speed is too slow, the dodge effect will be greatly reduced. At the same time, his small body and ability to resist hits are also pitiful.

To overcome these shortcomings, one is to exercise consistently, and the other is to eat a lot and gain weight. But neither of these things can be done overnight.

Of course, if Shen Yifan can master the use of True Qi, he will grow very quickly.

And when the Demon King controlled Shen Yifan's body, his combat power was much more terrifying.

Because he knows the vital and fragile parts of the human body well, and when he makes a move, he attacks the vital points. At the same time, his movements are faster and more precise, without any mud and water, and sometimes it is almost like a conditioned reflex, which is difficult to guard. Therefore, with only cold weapons, most people are not his opponents.

After the practice, the two also exchanged views on the development of Huaxia and the whole world for more than a thousand years. The Demon King has a very high IQ and quickly accepts the differences between modern society and his day. He was particularly interested in those high-tech things, but unfortunately Shen Yifan himself didn't understand the principle, so he could only get familiar with it slowly in the future. After that, Shen Yifan, who was extremely tired, hurried to go to bed.

Soon, the Demon King took control of his body.

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According to the agreement, after putting on the mask of Sun Wukong, the Demon King sneaked out of the door and went to the grove first.

This night, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the breeze caressed his face, and the Demon King, with his amazing memory, quickly found the grove he had been to during the day.

He found a clearing in the woods, sat down cross-legged, and began to spit out the old and the new.

The aura in this forest is much better than that in Shen Yifan's house, but it still can't be compared with back then.

After absorbing it for more than an hour, the Demon King considered that it was necessary to take it step by step and not to be in a hurry, in case Shen Yifan's body could not bear it, so he stopped absorbing it.

At this point, he felt refreshed.

Next, the absorbed spiritual energy is stored in the dantian qi sea and transformed into its own true qi. The aura can only be easily controlled after it is transformed into its own true qi.

After all the spiritual qi was properly transformed, he tried to urge the true qi, and soon, a fire appeared in the palm of his hand.

The Demon King felt quite satisfied, and if he continued like this, it was still possible to recover to one-tenth of his peak strength.

After continuing to cultivate like this for a while, the Demon King felt hungry again. The more you consume, the more you need to eat.

At this moment, Shen Yifan's house, except for the bread that Lin Mengxi gave him, there was no decent food, so after the Demon King came out of the grove, he did not go directly to Shen Yifan's house, but walked around.

When he came to a square in the center of the town, the Demon King found that there was a food stall selling supper, and touched Shen Yifan's lunch fee for two days - ten yuan, and the Demon King decided to go and see the price.

Fortunately, this food stall is not very expensive, so the Demon King ordered a fried rice for five yuan and sat down with an empty seat.

The owner of the food stall looked at him curiously, and the Demon King remembered that he was still wearing a Monkey King mask, but in order to keep his promise, he didn't plan to take it off.

The boss only recognized the money and didn't care who the people who came to eat were, but there were three people at the next table who began to judge the Demon King.

One of them said, "Look, that kid is sick, and he wears a monkey-faced mask and hangs out." ”

Another person said: "That guy must be too ugly and afraid of scaring others, so he will wear a mask and come out, haha." ”

One of the remaining people said, "He looks like a youkai with a mask, and his real face must be uglier than a youkai." ”

The three of them giggled over there, laughing at the Demon King.

The Demon King turned his head and saw that there were three people who looked like gangsters, all wearing big gold chains, and tattoos could be seen on their necks.

Seeing the skinny Shen Yifan turn his head to look at them, one of the thugs yelled dissatisfiedly: "Boy, what are you looking at?"

The Demon King didn't answer, but stood up, walked over, and kicked the man who was looking at him in the face, knocking him to the ground.

The three of them didn't expect such a thin little man to dare to attack them, and by the time they reacted, the second person had already received an elbow on his nose. When he bent down with his nose covered, he was grabbed by the hair by the Demon King, slammed into his face with a knee, and then kicked him away.

At this moment, the third thug roared, picked up the stool and smashed it at the Demon King. The Demon King lay down, dodged the stool, and then kicked the man in the crotch with a hard kick. The man was so pained that he bent down over his crotch, and was immediately kicked in the face and fell to the ground.

The first thug who was kicked had already gotten up at this moment, roaring angrily and rushing towards the Demon King. The Demon King easily dodged his opponent's fist and found an opportunity to kick him to the ground with a roundhouse kick. Then he chased after him, kicking the man in the vital spot, rolling the bastard all over the ground and begging for mercy.

The Demon King's ferocious movements frightened the other diners around him, and they all checked out and left.

The other two thugs were too frightened to come closer.

The Demon King stepped on the thug's stomach and asked sharply, "Do you have any money on you?"

The thug was completely stunned, and asked tremblingly, "You, are you going to rob?"

The Demon King strained his feet and threatened, "Don't talk nonsense!

The thug quickly shut up, and tremblingly took out a wallet from his arms.

The Demon King snatched his wallet, turned the money out, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and muttered, "I only brought such a little money when I went out." He threw the wallet back at the bastard.

He glanced at the large gold chain around the thug's neck, crouched down and began to pull.

The thug hurriedly shouted, "Big brother, big brother, it's copper, it's worthless!"

The Demon King ignored it, and forcibly ripped off the thick chain, making the thug grin in pain.

When the other two thugs saw it, they felt a chill in their necks, and they didn't care about the brother's safety, so they turned around and ran.

The Demon King shoved the thick chain into his trouser pocket, called out to the boss to fry another shredded beef, and sat down to continue eating his fried rice. The thug took the opportunity to flee for his life.

After the Demon King had eaten and drunk enough, he paid the bill and returned to the grove to continue his cultivation. He continued to practice until he was satisfied, then he left the woods and returned to Shen Yifan's house, and then began to recite the Chinese texts that Shen Yifan had memorized for him.

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The next morning, when Shen Yifan woke up, he really felt the changes in his body, and there seemed to be a force surging constantly. It seems that the Demon King successfully absorbed the aura in the grove last night.

Shen Yifan clenched his fists and thought confidently: This time he should be strong enough.

He got up and went to the desk to sort out his schoolbag, and was stunned to find that there were dozens of dollars more on the desk, and there was a thick yellow chain.

What's going on? Could it be that in order to make money, the Demon King controlled his body and went to rob the Dao in the middle of the night? Oh my God, wouldn't he become a robber? He would be wanted! I don't know if the Demon King wore a mask at that time, but even if he wore a mask, the police would be able to find him sooner or later!

Shen Yifan was in a cold sweat at the moment, he first found a secret place to hide the money and the thick chain, this is a stolen goods. Wouldn't it be the same as the seizure of stolen goods and the conclusive evidence of the crime?

With a feeling of anxiety, Shen Yifan sorted out his schoolbag and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Today, his mother specially prepared a lot of breakfast for him, and no matter how bad the conditions at home are, he must let his son be full. Shen Yifan was naturally not polite, he ate Haisai all the time, and wrapped all the breakfast.

Ever since the Demon King possessed him, his amount of food has been getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, he recently "pong" the little rich woman Lin Mengxi, and he can have a good lunch meal, otherwise it is estimated that he will have to worry about finding food every day.

After breakfast, Shen Yifan hurriedly rode to school, it took too much time to eat breakfast, and it was a little late today.

When riding a bicycle past yesterday's alley, Shen Yifan couldn't help but take a second look, but he didn't expect to see a gangster beating someone again. Take a closer look, it was Xiaobai who was beaten, and it was the yellow-haired gang who beat him.

Shen Yifan couldn't help but sigh, and thought: Xiaobai, Xiaobai, you are too honest, you don't know how to go to school in a different way.

Now that he saw it, of course he couldn't ignore it, he had decided not to be the cowardly and fearful student he was before. But what to do now, Shen Yifan quickly thought in his heart, although he thought that his strength had improved, but when the Demon King was asleep, he was not sure that he could defeat the gangster trio. And it's really not a good time to fight in the early morning, after all, if you delay it for a while, you will be late.

So, Shen Yifan didn't get out of the car, but propped himself on the ground with one foot, and turned on the mockery mode at Huang Mao in the alley: "Huang Mao, the hair on your head is like a duck's butt, didn't anyone remind you?"

Huang Mao saw that it was Shen Yifan again, he was so angry that he was going crazy, this kid really didn't have a long memory, he scolded wildly: "Turtle son, fuck you, didn't beat you up last time, didn't you! Don't go, see how I beat you!"