If it weren't for the oppressive and terrifying feeling, a bit similar to the terrifying depression in the unfinished buildings of the Eastern District in the early hours of the morning, he would have wanted to blow up.

"This ...... Probably because your physique is too sensitive! ”

"Oh, the other party should be investigating whether you opened up the dantian!"

Yi Tian thought back to his feelings.

His face was dark.

"Such an unscrupulous feeling, ninety percent of the Gong family members have returned to Fangcheng!!"

Lang Ping paused when he heard this, lowered his head and continued to stew beef, and only asked casually: "Are you from the palace family?" What are they doing back to Fangcheng? ”

"Yes, of course...... Take revenge on the Long Street murderers! ”

"Yes...... Was it a success? ”

"Probably not."

"Huh?"

"So, they will only pick the soft persimmon to pinch! Boy, your troubles are really coming! ”

Lang Comment: ???

Because they don't dare to offend him, they will come to take revenge on him.

This is called a soft pinch of persimmons!

"They're going to rush into the school and kill me? Or, sneak in at night to assassinate me? ”

Lang asked.

The corners of Yi Tian's mouth twitched and twitched, and he couldn't help but roar:

"What do you kid think! Are you a school decoration? "When this kind of serious accident happens in a school, the whole system will be held accountable.

Lang commented oh.

"I don't go out, they don't rush into the school and kill me, what am I afraid of?"

Yi Tian: "......"

You kid, you're going to be so bold and so arrogant.

No, it sounds like a lot of guts...... After all, there was no tremor at all in this 'what am I afraid of', and his expression was very calm.

This is...... Really believe in the school!

Yi Tian was inexplicably relieved.

Do you have such confidence in your Uncle Tian?

"After all, the headmaster looks like a hidden master...... Right? Lang Ping pondered, said his guess, and looked at Yi Tian with verifying eyes.

Yi Tian: "......"

"Anyway, the whole bureau will give the principal a certain amount of face! It's just that this face will have some effect after a long time, and it will be difficult to ......"

Yi Tian's expression was a little strange, as if he was sad and helpless.

Lang Ping has always been a very proper person.

Seeing this situation, he closed up empathetically, finished the work to be busy in the practice room, and found a vacant space to open the stance.

【White Ape Immortal Back Fist (Skilled):12/800】

【Tai Chi Step. Beginner: 3/400】

[Eagle Claw (Mastery): 399/400]

【Tiger Knife (Starter): 0/500】

【Skill): 176/200

【Cloud Chasing Step (Skilled):25/400】

【Turtle Breath Bone Shrinking Skill (Mastery): 200/400】

[Divine Skill: Xiaolang Flying Knife (Beginner): 2/1400]

[Divine Skill: Chunsu (Skilled): 1657/2000]

The proficiency levels are uneven, and it looks really bad.

After just glancing at it again, he only focused on the 'White Ape Immortal Pass Back Fist' and the 'Turtle Breath Bone Shrinking Skill', the two exercises that had significantly improved their proficiency before.

The upgrade of the White Ape Immortal Tong's back fist was in his calculations.

The turtle breath bone shrinking skill is also in his speculation.

However, the latter only increased his proficiency by 120 in two hours, which was just a little bit the same as the White Ape Immortal Tong's back fist, which was a bit strange.

It seems to have been more than before.

However, he only made a slight note of this, and began the practice of the White Ape Immortal Tong's back fist.

In the practice room, there was a crackling sound of fists and feet.

A set of 'White Ape Immortal Pass Back Fist' was practiced by him like a fast fist, and Yi Tian's original sorrow was interrupted, and he stared at it, and just wanted to open his mouth to mention it.

Suddenly, it felt as if something was wrong......

Does the White Ape Immortal Pass Back Fist have such speed?

No, no, no!

The problem is not here!

And in ...... Momentum!

In Yi Tian's induction, he seemed to see the white ape who had been irritable in the process of Lang Ping's boxing practice, and his arrogance was soaring.

In terms of boxing skills, this kid has nothing to say except fast and fierce.

Oh, and the standard!

The speed is like this.

It's still ...... I can't find a single mistake in the movement, the lack of breathing rhythm, it's just ...... Fantastic!

Is this a true martial arts genius?

Yi Tian found that today was another day stimulated by Lang Ping!

It seems that every day there is something new to be discovered in this kid.

Could it be that this kid's awakening supernatural power is the kind that improves all aspects of martial arts qualifications?

Hmm, is there such a supernatural power?

Yi Tian was bent on becoming a martial artist and directly practicing supernatural powers, which was the same idea as those students he had heard before.

It's just that his talent was much stronger back then.

He knew that there was an awakening supernatural power.

But I don't know much about it.

With a kind of pride peculiar to young people, the belief that they will inevitably rise up in the future makes those who are just one step ahead tremble.

Yi Tian remembered the past, in a trance, and found that Lang Ping was playing for the second time, or even the third time.

Exercising physical strength, is this how you practice?

Doubts flashed in Yi Tian's eyes.

Isn't it possible to give enough stimulation to the body during each movement posture so that it can slowly strengthen and increase the strength and strength of the body?

This kid, is he playing tricks on me?

After watching this for more than an hour, Yi Tian was stunned.

Lang Ping was also sweating profusely.

Stop and find an energy drink to replenish your stamina.

While he was drinking, Yi Tian asked, "You kid, usually, usually practice like this?" ”

Lang Ping nodded.

"At first, I couldn't do it fast, but gradually I got used to it."

Gollum!

Syllable!

Throw it in the trash can in the corner.

Yi Tian was very unbelievable for this kind of practice that violated his years of knowledge and experience, as well as the obvious improvement of Lang Ping's results.

He's always misunderstood?

However, he was a strong-willed man, and when he thought about it, he relieved himself.

Some people have a different constitution from ordinary people.

It is true that there are different exercise biases, which are not universal.

What he will, it's just the exercise reinforcement of ordinary people.

Right!

He may just be one of the ordinary people.

Put aside his doubts, and then think back to the white ape immortal back fist that Lang commented on just now, Yi Tian shook his head and praised: "You are, you have practiced the white ape immortal back fist into taste!" ”

Lang Ping was thinking about whether to change his practice clothes.

I heard the phrase 'taste'.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

"Uncle Tian, can you stop mentioning the flavor again?"

There is a feeling that the black history has been pointed at repeatedly.

"Hey!"

Yi Tian smiled, and was about to tease this kid, so he felt that there was movement on his phone, and he hurriedly checked it.

I can't keep my smile anymore.

raised his head and commented calmly to Lang:

"You have to pay attention to rest, your practice is really expensive, but the principal on the side of the beast meat has no choice, that is the principal's own quota, and he can only receive it on time."

"It's good that you have your own ready-to-replenish refined beef at any time!"

"If you still lack anything, you can go directly to the cafeteria to pick it up, or ask your friends to send it to you!"

"As for the beast meat, I'll go and find a way for you......"

Lang Ping interrupted him:

"Uncle Zhen, what's wrong!?"

Could it be Xicheng...... Big moves?

But it's afternoon...... Didn't you say it was noon? Tricked again!?

Yi Tian glanced at Lang Ping a few times, muttered for two seconds, and did not choose to hide or make it up.

With a wry smile: "Someone released a fierce beast in Xicheng, and dozens of people have been injured, and now ...... Life and death are hard to know! ”

Lang Ping's face turned white and red for a while.

Low-level beasts!

Martial Arts Middle School also has a literature class.

But it's no longer a basic cultural class, but a part of the common beast illustrated book.

"What beast?"

"Poison butterfly."