"Star picker!"

Fang Yuan relied on his relatively flexible body, jumped around, went around behind Xu Ling, and grabbed the crotch of the opponent's pants without mercy.

"you Mader!"

Xu Ling snorted violently.

Xu Ling, who has experienced a hundred beatings, since he suffered this violent loss ten years ago, no one can get close to him within a radius of three inches in the next ten years.

Xu Ling, who was still in a state of confusion, had already sounded a tenth-level alarm in his body.

Without any hesitation, Xu Ling kicked his feet, and the whole person leaned back with his strength, trying to use his weight to crush Fang Yuan into meat puree.

"it!"

There was a sudden darkness above his head, and Fang Yuan suddenly scolded secretly.

In the face of Xu Ling's move Mount Tai to the top, Fang Yuan didn't dare to resist hard.

Giving up the sneak attack, Fang Yuan rolled on the spot, and the shock in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Is this really a fat man who weighs five hundred pounds?

The movements are more flexible than I am!

The two of you have come and gone, and they have dismantled forty or fifty moves, and Fang Yuan was stunned that he didn't take advantage of it.

There were several times when Fang Yuan hammered Xu Ling in the back, and as a result, he was almost injured.

At this time, the fat on Xu Ling's body really turned into hard muscles.

"Scum Fan, what are you hiding, see if I don't chop you off!"

Xu Ling became more and more crazy, this time he actually picked up an old sow of more than 300 catties and smashed it at Fang Yuan.

"Grandpa, this fat ball is a scourge of our old sow!"

Fang Yuanwei screamed and dodged in embarrassment.

Is this still human?

As a classmate and roommate, although they had only been together for half a month, Fang Yuan still knew Xu Ling's strength very well.

The weight is 484 pounds, the bone weight is 32 pounds, the muscle weight is 40 pounds, the fat weight is 412 pounds, and the sarcosto-fat ratio is 0.097.

A man with a muscle-to-fat ratio that is incomparably close to 0.01...... Rubbish.

It stands to reason that Xu Ling's combined arm strength should not exceed 60 catties.

But what did Fang Yuan see now?

The other party actually picked up an old sow of more than 300 pounds, and threw it like a shot put!

I'm afraid I can't do this without 400 pounds of arm strength, right?

In other words, Xu Ling, who was in a state of madness, actually increased his arm strength by nearly seven times!

Coupled with the outrageous state of transforming such a huge amount of fat into muscle, even if Xu Ling's strength now reaches a muscle fat ratio of 1.5 Fang Yuan, he believes it.

Xu Ling in this state is furious, thick, and flexible.

Fang Yuan asked himself, he couldn't beat it.

Run?

If he could run, he would have run a long time ago!

"Little atom, such a good opportunity for actual combat, we must cherish it and see if we can use it to break through!"

Old Fang's words completely interrupted Fang Yuan's idea of running away.

He wanted to cry now, and once again doubted whether he was his own.

At this moment, Xu Ling is simply a humanoid meat shield, and the key attack is so crazy.

Not to mention taking the opportunity to break through, it can guarantee that you will not be beaten to the fracture and already Amitabha!

In fact, at this moment, the medicinal effect of the "Igniting Red Star" has been worn off, and Xu Ling is also much more sober.

However, Lao Fang takes care of himself so much, since he wants to take the opportunity to let his grandson break through, how can he not be a human beauty?

Helping others has always been a good character that Xu Ling adheres to.

"Four-eyed boy, enjoy!"

On weekdays, although Fang Yuan called himself a "big fat brother", Xu Ling had a clear heart.

This skinny monkey looks down on himself from the bottom of his heart.

usually smiles at himself on the surface, but it is completely based on the old side.

Xu Ling's idea of beating Fang Yuan was not a day or two.

Now that such a great opportunity is in front of you, how can you miss it?

What's more, Xu Ling really needs to "vent" now!

"Maggot, eat me with a punch!"

"Scum Fan, look at me!"

"Trash, I'll put a mallet on your lung!"

Xu Ling, who came to his senses, moved more flexibly, and started faster and more accurately.

This feeling is so refreshing!

Xu Ling wanted to look up to the sky and roar.

Although it is far inferior to the extreme power pleasure brought by the Xu family's ancestral jumping candy, it makes Xu Ling feel particularly down-to-earth.

Now he should have a muscle fat ratio of about 0.6 when he is full.

This is the standard muscle-to-fat ratio for fat people.

Moreover, Xu Ling knew that his current strength had been fixed.

It's not that the cumin powder brought back by Lao Fang is so magical, but that the four-season Roland has an effect!

Of course, Lao Fang's cumin powder that "exploded the red star" also played a role in promoting stimulation.

At this moment, the medicinal effect of the Exploding Red Star was almost exhausted.

Xu Ling clearly felt that the muscles on his body had relaxed a lot, and most of them had turned into fat again.

Rao was like this, Fang Yuan was still beaten to the point that he could only parry.

was beaten for nearly half an hour by continuous fat, and Fang Yuan's whole person was also "fat".

The glasses have long been knocked off.

Xu Ling also made up two for him very "intimately".

For the last blow, Xu Ling took Fang Yuan's hands and mercilessly gave this guy an over-the-shoulder throw.

Bang!

Fang Yuan, who fell heavily to the ground, was already dying.

He had lost count of how many knots his backbone had broken, how many ribs had been broken, and how many ligaments had been torn......

Just after Fang Yuan cursed his own grandfather and Xu Ling's family, he showed a miserable and inexplicable smile, and was about to wave goodbye to this beautiful world, when he suddenly ...... his hands Caught again!

"Do you really want to throw me to death before you give up? You...... You demon, I'm ...... Do...... It's ...... to be a ghost."

"Hey, who is this, how did you get beaten so badly?"

Xu Ling, who came "sober", pulled Fang Yuan up, supported him with both hands, and asked with concern.

"I ......"

Fang Yuan was furious and wanted to pull Xu Ling to his death.

However, there is more than enough heart but not enough strength.

Poof!

Finally, Fang Yuan couldn't help it, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Xu Ling hid far away for the first time.

Although Fang Yuan seemed to have been beaten badly just now, Xu Ling had picked out the rough skin and thick flesh based on the valuable experience he had accumulated over the years.

It stands to reason that as long as Fang Yuan's qualifications are not particularly bad, being beaten like this should be able to fully stimulate the potential in his body, so as to meet the conditions for promotion.

However, Xu Ling seemed to have forgotten that Fang Yuan, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, should have no other rough skin and thick flesh on his body except for his buttocks.

This is also one of the reasons why Fang Yuan has the illusion that he has multiple fractures and fractures.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Fang Yuan still spurted out the bruise in his body.

In this way, the tendons and veins have also been completely dredged.

From this moment on, Fang Yuan finally stepped into the stage of flesh-to-bone ratio 1.0.

The moment he felt that he had successfully advanced, Fang Yuan didn't know whether to be happy or angry.

I'm afraid he's the one who has ever advanced the most in the world, right?