The challenge of the arena is not something that any dog can participate in.

Among them, the guarantor and the deposit, Qimulin will not be able to pass the customs.

Qingshan Qing was unwilling to help, so this matter was naturally in vain.

The next day, it was a rainy morning.

In one of the courtyards of the building, Qi Mulin was also practicing boxing one by one.

It's not the blind punches that used to increase "proficiency", but the eight-pole boxing that is full of charm.

It is not a health preservation method for spiritual cultivation, but a twisted boxing method that is full of the meaning of destroying the human body when you raise your hands and feet.

If you have to say it, it should be called Qililiu Bajiquan.

The kind that can big trees.

Of course, there is still a huge flaw in the C-level "Bajiquan" that can be used, and this flaw cannot be made up for by a martial artist like Hachiki Rinya, who can't even be called a half-hanger, not to mention that there is only "Lv.1", a level that can not be called proficient at all.

What is certain, however, is that with the practice over and over again, the proficiency of "Bajiquan" is rapidly increasing.

Since the dawn of the day, Qi Mu Lin no longer knows how many times he has repeated the Bajiquan.

Sweating profusely and wheezing violently.

Halfway through, Ukyo also came to join the ranks of boxing, but he imitated it well, but he was quickly defeated.

There is a limit to the human body, even if it was Qimu Lin's boxing that was purely to increase the proficiency of "muscles", it was impossible to fight all day and night, and many times he had to take a breath before continuing.

Now that he has reached the D-level "durability", it can make him more durable.

Another two hours passed, and the tired body had reached its limit, and the ground under his feet was wet with sweat, and Qimu Lin finally stopped, sat down on the ground, and adjusted his rapid breathing.

As for the pain caused by the physical load, Qimu Lin has long been accustomed to it.

On the third floor of the building, Tsunade leans against the pillar and hugs his chest, looking down at Qimu Linya.

Ryunosuke walked over, "What's the matter, is that kid still practicing?" ”

Tsunade shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's already the limit." ”

Ryunosuke came to the railing and looked down.

At this time, Qimu Lin had already stood up again, but the trembling legs were seen by Ryunosuke.

There is no sudden leap in the training of physical arts, it depends on the perseverance of the cultivator.

It's like a drill bit, every time you turn it, you can go one point deeper, no more, no less.

"Did he work so hard before?" Ryunosuke couldn't help but ask.

"Probably."

When he said this, Tsunade looked strange.

In her memory, the proof that Hagi Rin also worked hard to prove was the fist prints all over the grove.

But there is no doubt that there is no point in throwing a few punches blindly.

From today's point of view, if Qimu Lin has been practicing this set of boxing techniques, there is a little possibility.

But to say that Qi Mulin has also practiced this boxing technique for several years, but looking at the way he fought just now, it seems that he is too rusty.

But existence is reasonable, and Tsunade is not the kind of person who drills the horns of the bull.

She jumped down from the third floor and landed beside Rinya Hagi.

She patted Qimu Linye on the shoulder, and said with a big grin: "That's right, little ghost, don't forget to continue to practice hard during the mission, is that set of boxing techniques just now also the secret inheritance of your Qimu clan?" ”

As a half-physical ninja, she can naturally see the subtlety of Bajiquan.

"It's not."

Qi Mu Lin also responded casually, and he didn't find any reason to fool around.

There is such a thing as a lie, and after it is told once, it has to be made up for with countless lies.

As long as Tsunade doesn't dig into the problem, he doesn't plan to make up a story.

Tsunade asked casually, and changed the subject.

"Let's go, I won a little money yesterday, please have a good meal."

"Can you still win?" Qimu Lin also looked strange.

Tsunade can also win money?

I'm afraid there are no fat sheep in this world.

Tsunade raised his eyebrows and glared, "Why can't I win, don't look down on my gambling skills." ”

"Yes, yes, you've won."

Regardless of whether Tsunade really wins or not, Qimu Lin also thinks it's good to be able to rub a meal.

With the improvement of his overall attributes, in order to allow his body to absorb more energy, his food intake has also increased accordingly.

All in all, it is rare for Tsunade to be the guide to the shinobi, and the ninth class will naturally not refuse.

After Qimu Lin finished bathing and changing, all members of the ninth class left the building.

As for Ryunosuke, he has been running around for the mission for the past two days, and he rarely shows up.

Tsunade treats guests, although the place to eat is far inferior to Bai Yulou, but it is finally full.

After a meal, Tsunade was dumbfounded.

It was the first time she had seen someone who could eat as much as herself.

As a result, after paying the money, Tsunade glared at Hagi Rinya viciously, and then yelled that he wanted to win more money.

And then it disappeared.

After eating and drinking, Qimu Lin also found an excuse and left alone.

After leaving, Qimu Lin did not go to cultivate, but turned a few corners and walked towards the western district of the national capital.

A moment later, he came to the door of the Eight Million Mansion.

knocked on the door, reported, and finally Qimu Lin followed the maid into the eight million house as he wished.

It's the same living room near the backyard last time.

When Qimu Lin also came, he saw the graceful and luxurious True Law making tea.

At this moment, the true law is neatly dressed in a kimono, and it is completely impossible to see the arrogance of the equator dividing the northern and southern hemispheres last night.

Seeing Qimu Linya, Zhenlu smiled: "Sit down, there is no need to be restrained." ”

Qimu Lin was not hypocritical, and sat down directly.

Then, Mari pushed the brewed tea in front of Hagi Rinya.

"Please use tea."

"Thank you."

Picking up the teacup, Qimu Lin also drank it all; He's not a tea drinker.

This came as a surprise to Manutsu.

As far as yesterday's impression is concerned, she thinks that Qimu Lin is actually a very introverted person.

But now it doesn't look like it.

"I don't know what Lin Yejun is looking for me?"

Mayu wasn't interested in going around in circles with a little kid, so she asked the question directly.

Qi Mu Lin also grinned and said, "The demeanor of Mrs. Eight Million last night is really unforgettable. ”

"Oh?" The feeling given by Ritsu suddenly changed at this moment, and the regular sitting softened, and the kimono slipped sideways, revealing the delicate collarbone, with a bit of laziness.

"It turns out that the little brother is also a guest in the fighting arena, but the concubine is rude."

The changes are so fast, they are like the two of them, and Qi Mu Lin has not been able to distinguish the true temperament over there.

"Then I have to ask the little brother what you are doing, you might as well say it directly."

The corners of Maru's mouth smiled, and he stared at Qimu Linya with amusement.

"I want to be a challenger."

There was a hint of surprise in Maru's eyes, but it was a good way to hide the past.

She looked Qimu Linya up and down, and her eyes were as charming as silk, as if she was going to strip people naked.

"You're not kidding me, are you?"