After a long time, the clouds and rain stopped.

"Whew......" Xin Xiao let out a long breath and lay on the bed, his hands pillowed behind his head, looking refreshed. Beside him, Liancheng Jasper was full of satisfaction.

After her lust was vented, she gradually calmed down, her fingertips rubbed between Xin Lian's chest and abdomen, feeling his strong muscles, and said: "I can't usually see it in clothes, your figure is so well trained, well-proportioned, contains strength, and looks better than a professional fitness man." ”

"Haha, thanks for the compliment." Xin Lin smiled, "You're not bad, I'm enjoying a lot of fun today." ”

"To each his own, the taste of a man is really good, there is a feeling that goes deep into the bone marrow, just a few times I thought I was going to heaven." Lian Chengbi had the afterglow of the climax on his face, his cheeks were slightly red, and he found that Xin Lone's gaze fell straight on his carcass, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

Xin Lin almost wanted to do it again, but he thought that Emperor Hu Tian had been long enough today, and there would be a game tomorrow, so he forcibly held back.

His telepathic scans over his phone and realizes that it is still early, so he rolls over and gets out of bed without hesitation.

"Where are you going?" Lian Chengbi was a little surprised and asked softly.

"Boxing, meditating." Xin Lian replied while getting dressed: "I've been at the competition site all day today, and I haven't done my daily cultivation yet, so I'm going to hurry up." ”

Lian Chengbi was stunned for a few seconds when she heard this, a minute ago, the two were still intimately combined, and now Xin Lin actually said that she was going to cultivate, which almost made her think that she had heard it wrong, which made her seriously doubt that her attractiveness had declined!

"Can't take a day off?"

"Nope." Xin Xiao decisively refused, shook his head and said, "After I die, there is time to rest, and for me, cultivation is the best rest. ”

Lian Chengbi stroked his forehead speechlessly, watched Xin Lin quickly get dressed, and sighed: "With your terrible talent, if you continue to cultivate like this, how many years will it take until the day you die!" ”

Xin Lin laughed, "If diligent cultivation can lead to immortality, then I am happy to persevere. ”

"Immortality is what you're after?" Lian Chengbi sat up from the bed, and the beautiful scenery on his chest was unobstructed.

Xin Lin looked at her, his eyes did not fluctuate, and he said, "Maybe, I don't know." But I have this talent, and if I don't work hard, I don't want to regret it on the day I die. ”

"I see." Lian Chengbi bit her lip slightly, "We'll always be friends in the future, right?" ”

Without a trace of hesitation, Xin Xiao nodded and said, "Of course." ”

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Although Xin Lin and Lian Chengbi broke through this level of relationship, they both knew very well in their hearts that there was only sex between them, no love, and it was a purely male and female relationship, which was a normal thing in the Federation. Lian Chengbi still likes women, and she has not changed her personality because of today's events; And Xin Lin also has his own pursuits, he is not fettered, and he will not stop moving forward because of women.

"You go and cultivate." Lian Chengbi's face returned to that faint cold color, and quipped: "I will look for you again if I have needs in the future." ”

"Waiting for you at any time." Xin Lin laughed and exited the bedroom, closing the door casually.

Lian Chengbi sat on the bed for a long time, her eyes flashed with indescribable complexity, and she recalled the scene of the two of them turning over the clouds and rain before, and finally shook her head lightly and sighed, got up and entered the bathroom.

In the practice room, Xin Lin sweated like rain, practicing his boxing over and over again, every punch was accompanied by an inch of strength, and there was a crisp sound in the air one after another.

Just after practicing a few times, even Chengbi also appeared in the practice room.

She looked as usual, standing on the side to watch Xin Lin practice boxing, when she heard the crisp sound, her eyes couldn't help but light up, her face showed curiosity, and she stared at Xin Lian's fist intently, as if she wanted to see what was going on.

"Is this the inch?" In the moment of silence, Lian Chengbi asked out loud.

"That's right." Xin Lin wiped her sweat, anyway, she already knew about Cun Jin, so she didn't stop when she came in just now, and said truthfully: "Actually, I haven't mastered Cun Jin for long, and I'm not skilled enough, so I have to hurry up and practice, and I can't waste it." ”

"Isn't that skilled enough?" Lian Chengbi didn't understand very much, and said: "I see that every punch you made in today's battle is accompanied by an inch of strength, which is already powerful enough." ”

"It's still far away, at present, I can only use my fists to explode inches, at least to the point that my hands, feet, and limbs can emit inches, this is just a small success, and finally I have to make any part of my body be able to send out inches, which is considered a big success." Xin Xiao still remembers the shock left by that boxing master when he was learning inch.

Lian Chengbi smacked her tongue when she heard this, she couldn't even learn a kind of fist strength, let alone any body that exploded at will.

The gap between people is too big!

Especially a pervert like Xin Lone, his talent is so strong, and he works harder than others, which makes it impossible to live?

Lian Chengbi was greatly stimulated, dropped a sentence of "teach me when you have time", and lay down in the induction cabin to practice.

There was no word for the night, and the next morning, the two set off for the competition venue.

This is the last day of the Martial Arts Tournament, and the remaining 16 competitors will decide the champion, runner-up, semi-finals and quarter-finals. If Xin Lin wants to win the championship, he will have to play four games, and the schedule is tighter than any previous day.

The atmosphere was even more lively than in previous days, and the number of spectators continued to climb, hitting a new high since the start of the competition.

After waiting for more than an hour, Xin Lin took the stage in the fourth game.

This 16-8 match is the third round of the final stage. Xin Lone's opponent is the No. 9 player, named He Junsen, he is an intermediate samurai, only one step away from a senior samurai, and his martial arts talent is good, whether it is the force cultivation or the strength of the martial arts is very average, he is favored by many people, thinking that it is very likely to enter the top four in the end, and he can even impact the championship.

He Junsen comes from a large machinery manufacturing group on Jupiter, a large listed company mainly engaged in spaceship manufacturing, with a slight reputation in the industry, a market value of trillions, and is a large private company on Jupiter that is among the best and has great influence.

Xin Lin looked at his opponent carefully, thinking that with the power and strength of this manufacturing group, there was a great suspicion that he was the mastermind behind the sneak attack on him yesterday.

However, He Junsen's performance was normal, he was also carefully observing Xin Lonely, eager to try, and he could see that he was very confident in himself, and he did not panic at all.

Xin Lin didn't see any clues in the other party, and couldn't help but think secretly: "If He Junsen is really related to yesterday's sneak attack, then he should already know my strength, and the two high-level warriors were beaten like that by me, how could he still have the courage to challenge me?" ”

However, it is also possible that the senior management of the company represented by He Junsen acted privately, but did not tell him that the company was behind the trick, and also kept him in the dark.

"It doesn't matter, whether it's him or not, we have to beat it anyway."

Xin Lin put all thoughts behind him, as long as he defeated this opponent, he would enter the quarterfinals, get the reward of the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce, and complete the agreement with Hongqiao Sports.

The one-minute countdown ends.

Xin Lin changed the conservative strategy in the previous game, rushed straight to the opponent, and took the initiative to attack.

He Junsen was also unwilling to be weak, and faced each other head-on, the distance between the two approached in the blink of an eye, and the two fists collided fiercely.

Bang!

In the crisp sound, Xin Shi's fist erupted several times more powerful, and at the same time, his body shook imperceptibly and quickly a few times, unloading the reaction force, but He Junsen was shocked and took three steps back, his fist was like a lightning strike, and he subconsciously contracted back.

The junior samurai and the intermediate samurai went head-to-head and actually won!

Such a perverse scene made tens of millions of viewers exclaim in unison, unable to understand what was going on. The difference between the two people's Force cultivation is so much, shouldn't it be such a result?

"Inch strength!"

A small number of eye-catching spectators screamed.

He Junsen, who was in the middle of the battle, didn't understand it originally, but when he heard a few sporadic shouts, his heart suddenly shook wildly. His fists were numb in pain, his finger bones may have been broken, he almost lost consciousness, and he couldn't help but feel a little desperate in his heart: "He has an inch, how can he fight this?" ”

Xin Lin ignored other people's thoughts, seized the opportunity, tilted his upper body to the left, drove his right leg to rise, and swept his whip leg from the side.

He Junsen hadn't stabilized his footing yet, and hurriedly blocked it with his left upper arm, and the huge force made him involuntarily retreat again. Xin Lonely was unforgiving, retracted his right leg and took a big step forward, both feet exerted force at the same time, and jumped up violently, and the two knees formed a continuous knee attack, hitting the opponent's façade.

Seeing the ferocity of Xin Lone's attack, He Junsen couldn't dodge, so he had to combine his arms to protect the front and block the four knee collisions.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

He Junsen retreated again and again, Xin Shi's strength was exhausted, but there was no pause after landing, and he quickly rushed up, his arms wide open, and his fists clenched, as if two large claws were clamping from the left and right sides to each other's temples.

This series of attacks overwhelmed He Junsen, and he was powerless to fight back, and then he withdrew from the edge of the ring. Now seeing Xin Lone's arms wide open and the empty door in front of his chest wide open, he suddenly felt happy in his heart, and he didn't want to hit forward, and at the same time squatted down and lowered his arms to Xin Lone's waist, trying to restrain Xin Lone with a move.

Just when He Junsen thought he was going to succeed, Xin Lin suddenly jumped upward, and the head and foot on top of him rolled over.

"Oops, this is a false trick to lure me into ......" He Junsen threw himself into the air, screaming in his heart, and before the thought fell, he noticed that an arm was wrapped around his neck like a rope, and he was stuck tightly.

Xin Lin landed behind He Junsen's back, not giving the other party any chance, with the help of the falling momentum, his arms and waist exerted force at the same time, He Junsen's body was thrown up and spun around in the air for half a circle, and then slammed it to the ground.

"Bang......" The whole ring shook and made a muffled sound.

At this moment, He Junsen was completely stunned, and the virtual avatar suffered multiple fractures and fractures, and directly lost his combat effectiveness.

Tens of millions of viewers were dumbfounded, thinking that it was an evenly matched, or even one-sided battle, but Xin Lin suddenly burst out with great strength and ended in thirty seconds. As an intermediate-level samurai, He Junsen was favored by most people, but he was pressed and beaten from beginning to end, and he did not achieve anything except for the opening punch.

"Defeating a strong opponent with such a crisp and neat crushing, absolutely below the gram, is this still a junior samurai?" Countless people looked at Xin Lin in amazement, and this thought flashed in their hearts at the same time.