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Zijie screamed, pounced forward, punched and kicked, and the movements seemed to be completely disorderly.

But Zheng Ya felt that he had no way to hide, Xingyue Bodhi was trying his best to digest some of Zheng Ya's insufficient knowledge points after today's training, and he didn't appear, but Zheng Ya's leakless Bodhi came out on his own.

The Leakless Seed itself is a defensive Bodhizi, and its role is to strengthen Zheng Ya's defensive capabilities.

As soon as the leak came out, Zheng Ya suddenly felt that Zijie's fist on his body was not so heavy, and his ability to resist blows increased instantly, and at the same time, Zheng Ya also felt that in this state, the exercise effect of his physical strength was better.

In his heart, Zheng Ya drove Wu Leak with all his might, making himself more resistant, and resisted Zijie without retreating.

Sparring partners usually fall to the ground to seek rest time when they can't stand it, but with the defensive effect of no leakage, Zheng Ya feels that she can completely save time and not fall into battle.

The No Leak itself also has the effect of adding Zheng Ya's defensive martial arts such as the Golden Bell Jar and the Iron Cloth Shirt, but Zheng Ya has not practiced such kung fu now.

Now, in the face of these ordinary students in the National Arts Pavilion, Zheng Ya's non-leakage defense bonus has made Zheng Ya's physical cultivation even more comfortable.

After being a sparring partner with great interest, Zheng Ya casually tried his boxing power to see that there was still some time, and decided to rush back to school and continue to do some training questions.

It's just that when Zheng Ya was about to walk out of the door of the changing room, Zheng Ya heard Zijie whispering outside: "Zhiyu, do you really think that Zheng Ya is invited to your adult party?

Zheng Ya's heart couldn't help but move slightly.

Is Lin Zhiyu about to turn eighteen years old? Adult party, when Zheng Ya turned eighteen half a year ago, he was already happier and ate a few bowls of rice just by receiving a phone call from his mother.

Lin Zhiyu actually held a coming-of-age ceremony.

Sure enough, it's a different world, a different cognition, a different life.

Outside, Lin Zhiyu said very casually: "How is it possible, Zijie, I have told you a few times, I helped Zheng Ya, it was only because of my heroine fan, and now, the reason for inviting him to attend my coming-of-age ceremony is precisely because he has the biggest gap with me, and it is completely impossible, so it is natural." ”

Zijie said softly: "However, Zhou Yu will also go, when the time comes, I am afraid that he will have some different thoughts after seeing Zheng Ya." ”

Lin Zhiyu chuckled and said: "Zijie, what kind of mess are you thinking about with this little head, I don't have a half-cent relationship with Zhou Yu, by the way, if his father didn't have business dealings with my father, if he had to take him to my house, I wouldn't have invited him at all." ”

Zijie said angrily: "I know, I know you hate Zhou Yuxing, what I said, in fact, I can't understand you a little, I'm very curious, why are you so curious about Zheng Ya's stuffy gourd and soil buns......

Lin Zhiyu and Zijie were talking, going farther and farther.

Zheng Ya finally seemed to hear Lin Zhiyu saying: "Who said that Zheng Ya is a soil bun, let me tell you, in fact, he is quite funny, once, I sent him something, guess what he called me?"

Zijie asked curiously, "What? I guess it's either Boss Lin or Lady Lin." ”

"Go, it's not, he called my sister ......"

"Ah, isn't it, he's so bold, it's just a dog's guts, anyway, how do you answer him?"

"Needless to say, it is naturally a flying leg kick out, and the old punch is repaid. ”

"Hehehehe, didn't Zheng Ya become a giant panda?"

"What do you think? This is what will happen to this woman. ”

……

Zheng Ya saw from a distance that Lin Zhiyu made boxing movements while walking, walked into his car with Zijie, and walked away.

Shaking her head slightly, Zheng Ya walked out of the changing room.

Lin Zhiyu is very face-saving, Zheng Ya doesn't care about her, of course, the gap between the two is really big, although Zheng Ya has a slight affection for Lin Zhiyu, but since Lin Zhiyu is so clear, Zheng Ya feels that he can be an ordinary friend, but when he speaks in the future, he can't be so casual.

Shaking his head and putting Lin Zhiyu's matter aside, Zheng Ya began to summarize his training results.

Generally speaking, Zheng Ya's strength is still in a bottleneck state, for several weeks, the strength has only increased slightly, even if there is no leakage today, it has become a powerful auxiliary for Zheng Ya to cultivate the strength of the body, and the strength of Zheng Ya's whole body still does not increase much.

However, after tonight's training, the gap between the left fist and the right fist is gradually narrowing.

The power of the right fist is slowly approaching 500 kilograms.

Zheng Ya now has to admire the unknown old American foreign master, with a strength of 800 kg of right fist and 500 kg of strength of his left fist, and he doesn't know how this guy practiced it.

Zheng Ya felt that if there were no special means, it would really take a long time for his fist power to reach such a top level, but now Zheng Ya has no better way to do it, so he can only persevere in hard practice.

I only hope that after the college entrance examination, after Xingyue Bodhi Zi is freed from his heavy studies, he will find a feasible way.

While summarizing the training results, Zheng Ya quickly returned to school and plunged into the intense test training.

It's just that the old man, who has just done less than three test questions, and few people know the number, rang.

Zheng Ya looked at the unfamiliar call, but still pressed the answer, and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhiyu's seemingly domineering voice came: "I'm Lin Zhiyu, is it you?"

Zheng Ya habitually said: "It turns out that it is......"

The younger sister didn't say the word, and suddenly remembered a scene in the National Art Museum, Zheng Ya immediately changed her words and said: "It turned out to be a heroine, I don't know what advice the heroine has." ”

Lin Zhiyu said loudly on the other end of the phone: "The day after tomorrow, on my birthday, a few friends got together, and I thought of you as a forgetful ghost, how about it, do you come?"

Zheng Ya's time was really tight, besides, he felt that he was too far away from Lin Zhiyu's world, and couldn't help but whisper: "Heroine spare her life, I'd better forget it, I need to ......"

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhiyu had already crackled and said loudly: "What? You said you don't have money to buy gifts? Then it doesn't matter, this woman ****, you can be empty-handed, really, I'm very rare for your gift? I don't look at who this woman is, then just say it, I'll hang up......"

The phone hung up.

Zheng Ya was stunned for a while, and she really didn't understand what Lin Zhiyu was doing.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Zhiyu said to Zijie with a big grin: "You said that this Zheng Ya is not angry, but his family is poor, and he actually wants to buy me a gift without his own strength, I said Xiaojie, or, I simply don't invite him, so as not to put too much pressure on him." ”

Zijie thought for a while: "That's not good, after all, you have already told him, otherwise, when the time comes, I will prepare a modest gift for him." ”

Lin Zhiyu hugged Zijie and kissed her: "Well, my little wife is still sensible......"

Zijie jumped up and scolded: "Dead pervert, you come again, go, go." ”

Seeing Zijie running out, Lin Zhiyu's face sank slightly, picked up the phone again, and pressed it fiercely at Zheng Ya.