Chapter 17: Let's be overbearing for a while
Ah!
At this notice, his face turned ugly, and then he was terrified.
The original self-confidence disappeared, and his face was full of panic.
This, this can't go.
I, my internal strength, is gone, God.
This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
"Ahh A desolate scream sounded, and until now, he didn't expect that the disappearance of his internal strength came from the waste he thought was the waste that he had exploited for several years, and he had directly transferred it to the third brother to continue exploiting the waste.
Let's talk about Ding Chunqiu again, and ran away in a smoke.
My thoughts are too dirty, and now that I think about it, that man is a bit like Qiaoqiao, it should be Qiaoqiao's father, right? I behave too much.
Oh, this is ancient times, not the materialistic world you are in, and you have to think more lofty in the future, hehe!
Forget it, that female tyrannosaurus rex is not her own dish.
I'm hungry, and the female tyrannosaurus doesn't know what to eat for a bowl of rice, what a hateful woman.
At this time, Ding Chunqiu was full and did not go to the martial arts training ground, but returned directly to his courtyard, and finally had his true qi, maybe he still had hope in a year.
For half a day, Ding Chunqiu was studying the Northern Spiritual Skill, but unfortunately it was only a fragment, and after running for half a day, there was still a trace of true qi, and there was no growth.
Any exercise cultivation should be improved, and it is impossible for me to be an exception, but at this current rate, even if there is an improvement, it is so slow that I don't have enough time to cultivate, after all, my lifespan is only more than a year, and the small world trial is also a year later.
So, if you want to improve your strength, there is only one way, relying on the characteristics of the Northern Shengong to absorb the internal strength of other people.
The problem is that Ding Chunqiu's exercises are fragments, and there is only one effect, such as operation and absorption, and there is no way to actively absorb internal strength.
Oops, what to do?
"Patriarch! Xiaoxing didn't die that week. At this time, in the patriarch's room, a middle-aged man entered and said, he was Uncle De in the dining hall.
"Zhou Xiaoxing?" The patriarch was slightly stunned, and remembered, isn't that the most wasteful kid in the new generation? The gap with his parents is too big.
It's a pity that the two geniuses are gone, and they still leave such a waste to be embarrassed.
Oh, by the way, he was the one who was beaten by Zhou Liqiang, and he was lucky enough not to die.
"Got it!" The patriarch pinched his eyebrows, and said casually with irritability, such a clansman is not valued at all, when he has a headache now, this matter cannot be hidden, and the patriarchs of the other two clans will definitely take the opportunity to laugh at him, it is really unlucky.
The genius broke through in disguise, which became a laughing stock at the top of the Zhou family, but the resurrection of Ding Chunqiu on the spot was only transmitted among the younger generation.
And early in the morning, Ding Chunqiu went out, with internal breath, he was still an intermediate beginner in body refining, even if he was qualified to participate in the small world qualification competition, it was impossible to win, it was really troublesome.
Muttering in his mouth, a scream sounded, and when he looked up, a girl not far away pointed at him and trembled.
Ding Chunqiu rolled his eyes, and immediately the other party covered his stomach and ran away.
What's going on? Could it be that after sleeping, I have practiced the magic of kicking anyone who is pregnant?
I once had a dream, that is, to plant the world, with this miracle, I can form a descendant army, wahaha! Ha ha!
The cranky Ding Chunqiu smiled, his mood improved, and the intermediate level of refining the body had true qi, and according to the clan rules, he practiced internal strength before the age of twenty
is qualified to scream the small world trial, whether it is successful or not, at least there is hope for task two, maybe he can create another miracle, hehe, the life span of more than a year is the biggest stone in his heart.
It's not enough, but it's better than the original despair, isn't it?
There must be hope in life, and his pace is much faster.
"It's coming!" The girl rushed into the dining hall and yelled.
"Who's so excited?" The young people eating in the dining hall were happily discussing the fight that had taken place yesterday, and they had seen it with their own eyes, but they still felt so incredible that it was unbelievable.
For them, it is impossible to dream of such a novel thing for the first time. "It's Zhou Xiaoxing here!" The girl cried out.
"Haha! Are you funny? ”
"The dead can come!"
Even if Brother Qiang doesn't practice his internal strength, he is still a strong person in the Great Perfection of Body Refining.
"I believe it!" Suddenly, a voice came out, and everyone looked over.
"Sister Yunyun, thank you!" Finally someone believed it, and the despised girl was thrilled.
The sun is coming out in the west today, right?
Both had fevers.
Immediately, Ding Chunqiu strode in.
All of a sudden, everyone looked over.
Exclamations rang out continuously.
Only Zhou Yunyun was also surprised, but nodded at Ding Chunqiu, and she walked out when she was full.
God, the sun really hit the west and came out, this life is a great miracle, now there is no one on the side, it seems that there is no injury and walks in in chic, this is no longer a miracle, this is weird!
Too lazy to pay attention to the fuss and big kids, Ding Chunqiu cooked as if nothing happened.
Uncle De, who was sitting in the dining hall, looked at the young man curiously, and that's all.
Everyone forgot to eat and left as Ding Chunqiu was full.
"He's not dead, I'm not dazzled." All of a sudden, the cafeteria exploded.
How is this possible, even if he didn't have internal strength that day, he was also a strong person in the Great Perfection of Body Refining, and everyone saw the scene at that time, the blood sprayed Lao Gao, and the person was directly knocked out.
The people in the cafeteria completely challenged the limit again, and they couldn't believe it anymore, but the facts were in front of them.
Pinch me!
Oops, it hurts to death, are you doing it with such force?
I thought it was a dream, too.
On a new day, Ding Chunqiu came to the cafeteria early, took the rice bowl and ate the green corn directly, and then moved a stool and sat next to Uncle De.
Obviously, this kid has an idea again and has found a way to quickly improve his strength.
The teenagers who came in looked at him curiously, that is the legendary cowman who can't be killed, but what should he do!
Naturally, someone came to eat.
"Brother!" Ding Chunqiu said in a deep voice.
"Ahh The young man was directly frightened and looked at Ding Chunqiu.
"I'm badly injured! You could die at any time, and you need nourishment to recover from your injuries. Ding Chunqiu's expression was distorted, and he made a painful expression, staring at him tightly.
"You, what are you going to do?" The young man was obviously startled, took two steps back, and his face turned a little pale.
"Why are you so stupid, you don't understand?" Ding Chunqiu was helpless, so he had to let us say foul words: "Damn, Lao Tzu is seriously injured and dying, and he needs nutritional supplements, I think the green corn in your bowl is good." ”
"What?" The young man was frightened enough, and then retreated, but instinctively protected the bowl with his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "You, if you kill me, I can't give you green corn, this is my hope for martial arts." ”