Every time Fang Ming changed his fate, his body would become weak.

He didn't faint because he had the physique and strength of a young bully.

He took a shower where he lived, and then meditated and breathed as he had "before."

At three o'clock in the morning, he was fully regained.

More energetic than ordinary people after a night's sleep, his eyes are shining, and there is a huge amount of power hidden in his dragon-like muscles.

He went out to the outskirts of the county seat, an empty field, deserted and alone.

There was a rustling sound in his ears, like an insect chirping in his ear, which was extremely clear.

After changing his fate this time, Fang Ming's hearing and vision were also strengthened.

He came here for only one purpose, to practice.

It is not moving like loose, and it is moving like taking off the rabbit.

When he walked, there seemed to be a howling wind, and his fists were like thunder.

If there is a martial arts practitioner here, his jaw will definitely drop.

At this time, Fang Ming was like a walking beast, an invincible general.

Every move is played, and there is a solemn murderous aura.

But, if there is a martial arts master here, you must be curious.

This man has the son of an overlord, but his moves are clumsy.

His fists and feet are all in the primitive stage, and if he is on the battlefield, he is completely reckless, and there is no skill at all.

In a word, this is a geek with empty brute force.

However, Fang Mingneng changed his fate at the beginning and let himself have the power of a young overlord consumed all his fate points.

At that time, if he changed something else for himself, he would die of overdraft.

In addition, fighting skills do not need to be added with the Book of Fate, you can go to a martial arts gym or training class to learn things systematically.

There's no hurry.

Fang Ming practiced the move in his heart before stopping.

Sweating, he was more energetic.

His eyes flashed with the desire to fight, and he really wanted to compete with martial arts masters, and he wanted to charge on the battlefield.

Among the thousands of enemies, go to the head of the general, how domineering and chic.

However, Fang Ming was just thinking about it.

Where is the kind of war that is fought by individual force today?

Contemporary people practice martial arts, in addition to hobbies, mostly to strengthen their bodies.

Of course, in any treatment, there is darkness, and there is the presence of people who see it.

Fang Ming's improvement of his personal strength was completely for self-preservation.

He stood there and rested for a while.

After the breath stabilized, he aimed in one direction.

"Let's go!"

Fang Ming didn't recite a spell, nor did he have a spell, his mind knew, and his body moved three meters away out of thin air.

It was already amazing, but he wasn't satisfied.

His teleportation can move anywhere within ten meters in a second.

Now it's just a translation, but it's only three meters away, and it's only a third of the effect.

You still have to practice!

Make full use of your strength and speed, use the best consumption, the least time, and practice teleportation to the best.

"Go!"

Fang Ming moved four meters to the right this time.

"Up!"

Fang Ming aimed at the branch two meters above his head, and almost fell down.

To practice again and again is to practice again and again.

After each teleportation, whether you fail or succeed, it's a process of accumulating experience.

Gradually, his teleportation became more and more proficient.

The rooster crow has long been heard, and the sun has peeked out from the east.

The first rays of the morning sun fell on his flushed face.

Sweat ran down my hair, and my eyes were clouded.

It seems that the morning glow has become brilliant and colorful.

"Up!"

Fang Ming's voice was clear, like the first voice between heaven and earth, resounding through the wilderness.

Sou!

The tall figure rises to the sky in the glow.

Before the bent weeds under his feet had not straightened up, Fang Ming stood on the branch ten meters above his head.

Sweat soaked his body, but he didn't feel tired.

More excited than the child who got the toy.

His gaze saw far away, which seemed to be parallel to the rising sun.

As far as the eye could see, there was a faint wisp of purple qi that fell on his energetic eyes.

Pointing to the top of his head, absorbed by his body.

It seems that there is an inexplicable power in the body.

I felt it carefully, but I didn't feel anything abnormal.

I wiped the sweat off my face, and the glow on the opposite side became brighter and brighter.

But it is no longer colorful, and the purple qi I just saw also seems to be an illusion.

The truth is that he practiced teleportation.

Ten meters in an instant, like a ghost.

Practicing this skill, it consumed all his physical strength.

He sat in the grass resting, gasping for air.

At this time, he knew why the fate value of teleportation was more expensive than that of invincible gangqi.

The invincible Gang Qi is based on his comprehension of martial arts training since he was a child, and it is a bit natural.

And teleportation is a skill that he has given himself at this moment.

If you don't practice before, you don't comprehend, and you naturally consume more destiny points.

The power of the young overlord, teleportation, plus invincible qi.

I'm afraid that if the overlord is resurrected, he won't be his opponent, right?

Fang Ming now had the urge to go to the battlefield and single-handedly fight the three armies!

Especially, after he regained his strength, when he used his invincible qi and hit himself with a stick with a thick arm and didn't feel pain, he wanted to yell: Lao Tzu wants to beat 10,000 people!

Self-confidence, domineering, arrogance, and contempt for the people of the world.

It was vividly shown in Fang Ming.

Young and crazy, he is talking about him now.

"Don't talk about one Li Tiancheng, even if there are a hundred Li Tiancheng, I can easily pinch them to death!"

Fang Ming no longer regards Li Tiancheng as an opponent, but he can't be sloppy with Li Tiancheng.

This is called contempt for the enemy strategically and importance for the enemy tactically.

Fang Ming's heart was more comfortable than he had ever felt before, and he suddenly had a strong ambition in his heart.

There is a clearer plan for the future.

It's better to act than to move.

He drove directly to the city of Qi'an.

……

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Qi'an City.

Chemical Community, Building 7, Unit 2, East Floor 4.

As soon as Fang Ming parked the car, Ma Wenjing's mother, You Yurong, walked over to him.

"Son-in-law, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came home, so that Wen Jing could pick you up."

You Yurong regarded Fang Ming as his son-in-law, and he couldn't say it kindly.

"I also decided to come suddenly, and I didn't tell Jingjing because I didn't want her to be distracted at work."

Fang Ming opened the rear cover and took out the gift he bought.

"Look at you, come and come, what else to buy? Isn't this an out-of-sight? ”

You Yurong complained, but smiled happily.

"It's just that I don't treat you as outsiders, so I can come and go freely."

Fang Ming has a relationship with Ma Wenjing, and he really regards Ma Wenjing's family as relatives.

"I'll give it to my brother-in-law."

After Ma Wentao recovered, he became a sunny and handsome big boy.

Wearing glasses, polite, with a shallow smile on his face.

"I'll call Wen Jing and ask her to go home, what do you eat, I'll let her buy it back."

You Yurong was already dialing in with his mobile phone, and asked Fang Ming cordially.

Fang Ming said: "Don't bother, I'll talk to Xiao Tao about something, and then I'll leave, no need to prepare anything." ”

"How's that going to work? You're here, how can you skip a meal? I'm going to go to the market to buy groceries. ”

"Xiao Tao, you treat your brother-in-law well, if you let your brother-in-law go, you are the only one who asks."

You Yurong dialed Ma Wenjing's phone, urging Ma Wenjing to go home immediately to entertain Fang Ming, and also told Ma Wenjing to dress up.

Then, You Yurong went to the vegetable market with the vegetable basket.

Fang Ming and Ma Wentao took the things upstairs, and Ma Wentao asked, "Brother-in-law, what do you command, just say it." ”

The lenses reflect the sunlight and reflect Ma Wentao's warm face.

In his calm eyes, there was some kind of ambition that was rising.