Although Yang Ling's fist speed had already released water, it still shocked Zong Tian into a cold sweat, but Zong Tian still barely dodged this blow, and probably because he was too reluctant, even Zong Tian felt his somewhat distorted posture.

"That's what you're talking about? It's really not pretty. ”

"Please take that 'too' away." Thinking of the experience of fighting Luan Zhen during the day, even now Zong Tian still feels embarrassed.

"This is also something that can't be helped, if you use a normal way, I can't make you stronger all of a sudden, and this kind of nondescript thing in the process is always inevitable." Yang Ling spread his hands helplessly, "But if you don't mind your appearance becoming a little weird, maybe a surgical modification or something can indeed make you a lot stronger." ”

"That's free." Zongtian directly rejected Yang Ling's unreliable proposal, if he wanted to become Frankenstein, he would rather be his original self.

"Then if you have to change the way you practice, I'll have to give up, although I don't think there is no embarrassing time to learn those traditional martial arts." Saying this, Yang Ling seemed to be really ready to chase away the guests.

"Old Yang, don't ......" Zong Tiangang wanted to admit that those were just a little complaint of his own, but Yang Ling rushed to open his mouth again.

"By the way, even if I give up, I can't just forget it, so how can I pay for my loss? Money? Or play chess? It's really a bit tangled, or maybe the two together. ”

"Old Yang, I was wrong, you, you, you, you ......" between Yang Ling's somewhat weird personality, although others may just say this, but he is really hard to say, so Zongtian had to hurriedly admit his mistake, but then he wanted to say something more, but he was also speechless.

"Oh? If I know it's wrong, then I'll be kind to it for once. Yang Ling's mood suddenly turned cloudy, "In order to let you quickly get through the embarrassing transition period, I have to reluctantly increase the amount for you." ”

"Okay!" The sound was almost squeezed out between his teeth, and in order to prevent Yang Ling from changing his hexagram again, Zongtian could only kill himself.

"It's good if you agree." Yang Ling's expression was like saying, count you as acquaintances.

"Let me see." With such a voice, Yang Ling searched in the back room randomly, and then a somewhat strange syringe was brought out by him. It's just that there is no exaggeration at all, looking at the huge size and the rows of needles, Zong Tian can't help but wonder what kind of torture instrument this is.

It seems to be debugging, anyway, Zongtian can't understand what Yang Ling is doing on that weird machine. However, the action of replacing the new disposable needles one by one, Zongtian still understood, but when Zongtian was a little more relieved, he couldn't help but wake up, what was he at ease? Not to mention what infectious diseases you will get in the future, whether you will die directly on the injection seems too easy to say now.

"That's it." Yang Ling rubbed his chin and looked left and right for a long time, and with these words, the button he pressed also started the machine. After a noise that made the Heavenly Soul fly, the strange syringe barely fell silent.

"Just... What was that sound just now? The nervousness made Zongtian's voice a little distorted,

"It's okay, it's just the pump working." The answer to the broken machine was not said by Yang Ling, but fear was like a wave, wave after wave of courage surged towards him.

"Pump." It took a lot of effort for Zong Tian to say this word, and Yang Ling, who had already picked up the machine, made Zong Tian keep hiding backwards.

"Lao Yang, can you wait, everything is negotiable."

"It's okay, it won't hurt."

The sound of killing pigs suddenly resounded through the dark alleys, but only the barking of one or two wild dogs responded to the sky.

"God? Little day? What happened to you? How did you spit bubbles? Sneaking soap last night? ”

By the way, the response was also the tone that was hated by the sky.

Yang Ling naturally wouldn't let Zongtian hang up like this, after all, Zongtian's somewhat painful life would continue, and Zongtian didn't let this painful life end directly, because Yang Ling gave him pain and made him continue to get stronger. Although the strange syringe looked scary, Zongtian's previous pig-like cry was mostly due to fright, and the foaming at the mouth was also due to a small mistake made by Yang Ling during debugging, at least that's what Lao Yang told Zongtian.

"What the hell are you training in that little alley?" In a normal recess, Phantom Bone seemed to just ask casually.

"What did you say?" It was probably a little sudden, and Zongtian didn't seem to hear what the phantom bone was saying.

"I said, what are you training in that little alley?"

"That is, punching, kicking, kicking." If you ignore the pain, Zongtian is actually such a basic training.

"That's all?" Hearing such an answer, Phantom Bone's surprise seemed to be a matter of course, "Then you may really still have the talent to practice martial arts." ”

"Really?" Zongtian looked at his still thin arm and shook his head.

"Mostly, although you don't like to communicate with people very much, your reputation in the class has been much better with your strength."

"Is there such a thing?" Zongtian looked around him, and there were really people who looked at him with a kind smile.

"But big progress also means poor foundation." It can be regarded as comforting the phantom bone, but what Zongtian said is also the truth.

"That's right." The phantom bone's eyes seemed to float out again,

"Why don't I ask Lao Yang for you and let you try it too?" Although he didn't think that his method would be suitable for Phantom Bone, Zongtian still spoke.

"Forget it, I'm not used to relying on others."

"In that case, there's no way around it." Although there seemed to be some regret on his lips, Zong Tian was still relieved in his heart. If Phantom Bone really had a whim, then maybe he would just ask Yang Ling, and he would be doubly tortured again. However, Zongtian didn't expect that Phantom Bone would be such a strong person.

On your own? Although Zongtian doesn't mind accepting help from others at all, and even Lao Yang is originally because of his own requirements, it may be very inefficient to rely on himself, but relying on others will also become a weakness of his own.

So far, Zongtian has been trained by Yang Ling for almost half a year, and with Lao Yang's unremitting efforts, Zongtian has also achieved growth that is comparable to those disasters. The previous embarrassment has also faded a lot at this time, although Zongtian's actions are still not so mature, but at least it is not so weird as to make people laugh. This kind of growth directly made Zongtian the top master in the class, although he was not good at attacking, but in such a war of attrition, the attacking side suffered a little.

It was another ordinary recess, and a person who hadn't appeared for a long time suddenly appeared in front of Zongtian.

"Old... Teacher? Looking at Hua Fei in front of him, Zongtian almost forgot the existence of this person.

"You really haven't been to the club once." The smile on Hua Fei's face seemed to be because he didn't care, "Although our club is very loosely managed, there are still some activities after all. Anyway, I think it's still good for you, and I've already helped you apply, at least go to the president to have some knowledge. ”

Hua Fei's words were as easy as helping Zongtian arrange an outing, but how could such a club do such a boring thing? And although he has grown a lot, he is a little too much worse than those strong people.

"It's not going to be a joust or something, is it?" Zongtian asked with some concern,

"It seems that you really don't know them, and it is a bit of a fantasy to want to get all the members of the White Star Society. Although there are cases of private fights, if you want all the members to get together and engage in some kind of competition, you still don't want to think about it. ”

Why do you want to? Isn't it because I'm afraid? But at least this situation will not happen, which still makes Zongtian feel a lot more relieved.

"What kind of activity is that?"

"Oh, you really don't know?" The flowers fly strangely, but the sky is a little unclear.

"There's only one kind of club activity in Shirahoshi, haven't you heard of it?"