Chapter 11 Walking the Fat Man~

On the second floor of the training building, there are also many trainees training.

Wang Teng's eyes swept away, his eyes suddenly brightened slightly, and he saw a familiar figure.

A flexible fat man!

At this time, they are running wildly on the runway.

The other party was also promoted to an intermediate martial apprentice, no wonder I didn't see him on the first floor all day yesterday, it turned out that he came to the second floor.

"Fatty, morning!"

Wang Teng greeted each other as if he was facing an old acquaintance.

When the fat man heard the voice, he turned his head to look at it, and his face suddenly changed: "Why is this guy!"

He pretended not to see Wang Teng, didn't say a word, and ran faster.

Wang Teng watched the other party running and running, completely unaware that there were attribute bubbles falling from the back of his buttocks, and he was happy in his heart.

He used his basic body technique, running behind the fat man while picking up attributes.

[Speed*6]

[Speed*7]

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[Speed*6]

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"Promoted to an intermediate martial artist, this fat man drops more attribute points, so the higher the strength, the more attribute points will be dropped. โ€

Wang Teng was secretly worried in his heart.

If that's the case, then there are definitely more properties to pick up on the second floor than on the first floor!

After all, they are all mid-level martial artists here.

In this way, I believe that it will not be long before I can be promoted to a high-level martial artist, and I am one step closer to a full-fledged martial artist.

"Why are you sticking to me like a dog's skin plaster?

The angry voice of the fat man in front pulled Wang Teng back from his thoughts.

"Hehe, what's the point of training alone, why don't we compare, run ten laps to see who has less time, how about it?" Wang Teng said.

The fat man was about to refuse, but he rolled his eyes and said, "If you lose, stay away from me and let me train alone." โ€

"Yes!"

Wang Teng agreed, and said, "What if you lose?"

"Joke, how could I possibly lose!" said the fat man disdainfully.

"Self-confidence is a good thing, but since you put forward the conditions, I naturally have requirements, and the competition is about fairness, right?" Wang Teng said

"And what do you want?" asked the fat man with a frown.

"It's very simple, if you lose, I don't want you to do anything, just call me boss. Wang Teng said.

"Okay, as long as you can win, you can call it anything. The fat man patted his chest and agreed.

Wang Teng laughed secretly in his heart - if you lose, you will be called Dad.

"There's a timer next to it, I'm going to find someone to time it for us. โ€

The fat man said, walked to the side, and said a few words to a trainee who was training, and asked the other party to help time the time.

The student nodded, and followed the fat man to the edge of the runway.

"You guys get ready, I'll shout start, and you're ready to run. The student said, standing next to the timer.

The two nodded.

The fat man began to prepare, he shook his legs, relaxing his muscles.

As a result, the fat meat trembled.

The rest of the students saw that the two were going to compete, so they gathered around and watched the excitement by the runway.

They couldn't help but laugh when they saw the fat man's shaking fat.

"This fat man, who is so fat, actually went to learn the body method and practice speed, I don't know what he thinks?"

"But don't tell me, this fat man has some ability, and he can run faster than a rabbit. โ€

......

Listening to the discussion next to him, the fat man couldn't help but show a smug look on his face.

He glanced at Wang Teng provocatively, stood straight in place, and didn't even make a starting move.

Wang Teng smiled, also stood still and didn't move, and asked casually, "Fatty, what's your name?"

"My name is Wu Liang!" said the fat man, pointing to his nose.

"Be sure to remember this name, lest you lose and not know who you lost to. โ€

After speaking, he asked, "What about you?"

"My name is Wang Teng, remember to call the boss if you lose!" Wang Teng said with a smile.

"Huh!" Wu Liang rolled his eyes disdainfully.

A loud shout suddenly came from the side.

"Ready...... Run!"

Although Wang Teng and the fat man were talking, the moment the voice sounded, they jumped out at the same time.

The face of the person next to him changed slightly.

Both of them were very fast, and they rushed out dozens of meters away in an instant.

They kept running at high speeds, and did not reserve their stamina for the final sprint just because they ran ten laps.

Because this is a timed run, it is more about time.

What's more, people who practice martial arts have a lot of physical strength, and running ten laps is just a trivial matter.

Don't look at Wu Liang is very fat, he is not satisfied with running at all, on the contrary, his speed even exceeds that of everyone present.

There are very few people who have really practiced his body and speed to this level.

Therefore, the onlookers just became angry.

He is worthy of being a fat man like the wind.

Many people sighed in their hearts.

And when they looked at Wang Teng, the expression on their faces was also extremely surprised.

They already knew something about the fat man, even if they were surprised, they could accept it quickly, but Wang Teng was a strange face, and it was likely that he had just become an intermediate martial artist.

However, this newly promoted intermediate martial artist can actually run on par with Wu Liang, which is quite amazing.

Wait, Wu Liang seems to have just become an intermediate martial artist!

He just went up to the second floor yesterday.

In this way, these two are pink newcomers!

Are all newcomers so fierce now?

Do you want to give them these old people a way to live?

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

A desolate atmosphere suddenly permeated several middle-level martial artists.

"This newcomer is still a little worse than Wu Liang. Someone commented.

"It's hard to say, although he has always been behind, but he hangs dead behind the fat man, and you don't notice, he has never been more than twenty meters behind. โ€

"Hey, you really didn't find out if you didn't say it!"

Those people looked at Wang Teng behind them in surprise, and after a closer look, he didn't look difficult at all.

Wang Teng really didn't do his best, and fell behind Wu Liang, mainly to pick up attributes.

And this competition itself is to let Wu Liang lose more attributes.

He almost figured out some of the uses of the golden finger.

If you want these "mobs" to drop more attributes, you need to make them train harder, or......

Hit them directly, the heavier the hit, the more you might explode!

The latter point was inspired by the young man last night, but it remains to be verified.

After all, you can't just find someone to beat you up.

In order to get rid of Wang Teng, this time he tried Wu Liang's extraordinary buying power, and he really lost a lot of attributes, almost all the way.

ใ€Basic Body Technique*2ใ€‘

[Speed*5]

[Speed*6]

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[Speed*7]

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Wang Teng felt like he was playing Temple Escape, and the attribute bubbles were like gold coins.

There seemed to be a tinkling sound ringing in my ears.

While running, he picked up attributes, and his own attributes continued to increase, not only did he not feel tired, but he became more and more energetic.

This is also the reason why he dares to compete with fat people.

Let's cheat, if we lose, we can't afford to lose this person.

The onlookers saw a smile on the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and their faces suddenly became strange.

This guy is totally walking the dog...... No, it's a fat walker!

It's just a chain away.

Wu Liang didn't notice the abnormality at all, and seeing that Wang Teng had been lagging behind him, he turned around and laughed: "Sample, I said that you are not an opponent a long time ago, you have to look for abuse!"

Shout~

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flashed past him.

The smile on the fat man's face instantly stiffened.

His eyes widened, his mouth widened, and it took him half a day to spit out a word.

"Damn!"