"Extra! Extra! The three goddesses were dragged into the grove by the courtyard bully Chen Yifan! ”

Dozens of members of the Heat Wave Society, running around the academy, holding loudspeakers, tearing their throats to announce the explosive news.

Hearing such explosive gossip news, everyone took out their mobile phones almost immediately.

Open the surfing headlines, and sure enough, the first line of the top headline attracts everyone's attention.

"Rampant: In broad daylight, the courtyard bully robbed the three goddesses into Shaolin!"

Headline posted, a minute ago!

There are also a few blurry photos below.

Looking at the figure and back, it is indeed the Sansan Goddess and Chen Yifan who are good.

"OMG! This seems to be the first time since the establishment of the hospital? ”

"No, this Chen Yifan also relies on having a mother with muscle fat ratio of 5.4 at home, and her strength is stronger than that of the vice president, otherwise how could he be so frustrated!"

"This bastard, he has been studying abroad for three years, and he still refuses to leave, just to harm countless girls!"

"Pity my Sansan goddess, although her parents are both strong people with a flesh-and-blood ratio of more than 3.0, compared to Chen Yifan's mother, it is still far from enough."

"If I have the strength, I will definitely save the goddess from the dire situation!"

"Shut up, run up, you'll miss the show if it's too late, hehe!"

……

For a time, the people who ate melons bubbled one after another.

Some are upset for the three goddesses, some hate the courtyard bully, and some are full of filthy thoughts, wishing that this melon would come bigger.

Among the melon eaters who rushed to Shaolin, a super fat man weighing 500 catties was particularly dazzling.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

With every step the fat man took, the floor seemed to shake, and it roared like a drum.

With the fast running, Xu Ling's fat trembled up and down, like rolling waves.

Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead and ran down his bulging cheeks.

In a few moments, the five-plus-size, custom-made pale red top showed several traces of crimson.

The size 49 shoes were about to burst, and there were faint wisps of green smoke coming out of the soles.

Today is the day when Xu Ling's weight breaks through the 500-kilogram mark, and he doesn't want to live anymore.

In this world of physical cultivation where muscles are the main body and bones are supplemented, a "fake waste muscle" like Xu Ling, whose whole body is almost only fat, and the ratio of muscle weight to fat weight is far lower than the standard muscle fat ratio of fat people, is going to be caught as a slave!

Not to mention going to school, it's hard to say whether you can eat enough.

Of course, Xu Ling was lucky to have a "hard bone" mother with a ratio of bone weight to muscle weight of 2.22, which avoided the fate of being caught as a fake waste muscle slave.

Half a month after the start of school, Xu Ling went home, and as soon as he arrived at the college, he heard the news of this thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Seeing death as home, he pulled the rope around his neck vigorously regardless of it, and without hesitation, he stuffed the pendant hanging on it into his mouth.

Whoops!

Morsel.

Whoops! Whoops!

Two mouthfuls.

Whoops! Whoops! Whoops!

Three mouthfuls.

Xu Ling, who had a bite force of only 16.8 kilograms, bit six times before he broke the "pendant" made of special cowhide.

The thumb-sized cowhide bag was torn, and a sweet and slightly bitter taste, then a trace of sourness seeped out, and even a complex taste mixed with a little choking was dissolved in Xu Ling's mouth.

Then, a sound of "thunderbolt" bloomed in Xu Ling's mouth.

It turned out that this cowhide bag pendant contained a pack of "jumping candy"!

"Xiao Lingzi, this bag of ancestral jumping candy is a treasure of the thirteenth generation of my Xu family, today grandpa handed it over to you, if you eat him at a critical juncture, you can save your life......"

These were the last words that Xu Ling's grandfather said to him before he died.

Life is precious, but love is even more valuable.

The goddess senior sister, who has been secretly in love for two years, was actually dragged into the grove by the bully today, and the consequences are unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Xu Ling could only say sorry to his grandfather.

The safety of the goddess is more important than his life.

Two years, seven times, if it weren't for the goddess to come to the rescue, Xu Ling would have been beaten to death seven times.

The goddess is the only one in Xu Ling's eyes who does not discriminate against fat people except for her family...... Good old guys.

Yes, the goddess seems to be so nice and kind to everyone.

But anyway, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, she saved me seven times, and I sacrificed my life to save her once, isn't it too much?

What's more, Xu Ling didn't know how long he could live.

"I'm going to shine at the last moment of my life, I'm going to save my goddess!" Xu Ling shouted in his heart.

However, three full minutes have passed, and there has been no change in the body!

"Grandpa, you won't be ...... by your grandpa's grandpa's grandpa Deceive, right? ”

Xu Ling wanted to cry without tears.

This was his last reliance.

The chances of reporting it to the academy to prevent this from happening are almost nil.

Even the vice president didn't dare to provoke Chen Yifan, a bastard.

But the dean went out two days ago, and he hasn't come back yet.

Xu Ling, who was impatient, couldn't help but speed up a few points again under his feet.

"Huh? Look, everyone, isn't this the super fat guy in the first grade who broke the record of our college? ”

"It's him, look at his fat body, maybe he has broken the 500 mark, right?"

"I heard that his mother cried and begged the dean to accept it, saying that it was to continue his life!"

"It's really unlucky, our college is not a charity, if it weren't for him, the average physical fitness ratio of our class would not be the first in the whole grade, hum!"

The last person to speak was Xu Ling's classmate, Liang Qian, who ranked first in the strength of this year's first-year freshmen.

weighs 291 kilograms, muscle weight 166 kilograms, fat weight 88 kilograms, and muscle fat ratio 1.88, this is Liang Qian's strength.

Compared with the strength of the three three goddesses who were admitted to the hospital back then, it was only 0.11 lower, which is why Liang Qian paid so much attention to the three three goddesses.

Hearing that the other party was about to make a fool of herself, she couldn't wait to rush to Shaolin.

If this incident affects the subsequent cultivation, then it will be just around the corner for you to surpass the other party.

To Liang Qian's surprise, she could still meet Xu Ling, a dead firewood, on the road.

Originally, in the class I was in, except for Xu Ling, the average physical fitness ratio was the second in the whole grade.

But as soon as Xu Ling's is counted, it directly becomes the penultimate one, which shows how low the muscle fat ratio of this waste wood is, and he can overturn the entire class by himself.

Liang Qian, who is the class president, has been in school for just two weeks, and has already troubled Xu Ling no less than ten times.

But no matter how she coerced and tempted, this fat man just refused to drop out of school.

As soon as she thought of this, Liang Qian was angry and didn't fight anywhere.

"Hey, dead fatty, hurry up and get out of the way of Aunt Ben's grandmother, don't get in the way!"

Although Xu Ling, who was anxious, was desperately pressing, his speed was already a lot faster than usual.

Compared with Liang Qian, who has a muscle fat ratio of 1.88, there is still a big gap.

"Dead fat woman, I advise you not to provoke me!"

The ass was kicked coldly, and Xu Ling stumbled and almost fell into the mud.

He turned his head and glared at Liang Qian angrily, scolding fiercely, and there seemed to be a bit of a tyrant in his eyes.

"What do you say?" Liang Qian's eyes widened, her face was full of disbelief, and then she roared angrily: "You dead fat man has wings? If I don't beat you down today, my aunt and grandmother are not surnamed Liang! ”

In the past half a month, Xu Ling has been submissive to Liang Qian, unable to fight back, scolding and scolding, just like a dog with a tail clip, how could he ever try such a murderous "resistance"?