I Can Crit In Martial Arts

　　 Go back to the habitat hut, take a basin of water, take off the clothes, stand outside, watering the body with clean water, washing away the tiredness of the day, the water flows along the bumpy muscles, shining, one after another helpers come out to wash their bodies.

　　 The eyes of the helper next door fell on Lin Fan.

　　During this period of cultivation, Lin Fan's body is definitely not something the restless generation can achieve. Ordinary people will absolutely exclaim when they see it...Wow, what a macho, with that face, the viewer is absolutely ashamed of his appearance.

　　 Perceive the gaze.

　　 Lin Fan slapped his chest casually, a dull and powerful voice came out, and water stains splashed on his chest. Under the light of the setting sun, people imagined a hunky man with his back facing everyone in his mind. He looked back and smiled... Do you want to touch it?

　　 He never dared to imagine having such a domineering figure in his previous life.

　　 If it is true, with his appearance, he should be a hard-working power leveling, and he would have entered the heart of the rich woman a long time ago and warmed the lonely heart of the rich woman.

after all:

　　 I don’t know how good a rich woman is when I am young, and mistake a girl for a treasure.

　　Good rich woman, rich woman fragrance, moved into the big villa overnight.

　　 is very reasonable.

　　 Still watching? Lin Fan looked at each other suspiciously, forming such a strong contrast. You should take your gaze back, look down at your brother, why bother to be boring, wait, the angle of your gaze seems a bit...

　　 Lin Fan looked down in his direction, and suddenly realized that what men often compete is not the appearance or the body, but the warrior who can stretch and bend.

　　 Knowing that your face is not as good as your body, do you want to compete with this stuff?

　　 childish!

　　 Lin Fan picked up the towel and wiped his body, then put the towel and squeezed the pants with both hands. With the squeezing, the thin pants clung to the thighs, and the shape appeared.

　　 "Damn!"

"boom!"

　　 Lin Fan looked at the next door, where there was a figure, only the wooden door was crumbling, as if being treated rudely.

　　 "Why, it's really superficial."

　　 took the water basin and returned to the house, changed his pants, sat quietly for a while, adjusted his breath, got up and practiced the powerful bull demon fist. Although it was only the basic Qi forging fist of the Qing Lei League, it seemed to Lin Fan to be really good.

　　 Apart from anything else, the muscles are well-trained, and the thief is energetic, which can be regarded as satisfying his extravagant fantasies of wanting to be a macho in his previous life.

　　 From this point alone, this style of boxing made him very satisfied.

　　 moment!

　　 [Hint: Trigger five times the critical strike! 】

　　 [Hint: Da Niu Moquan proficiency +5! 】

　　 Lin Fan sweats on his forehead. The cultivation is very hard. It consumes a lot of energy and physical strength. After five times of basic perfect cultivation, he must stop and rest.

　　 Even if it was waste in the previous life, it would not starve to death.

　　 But it’s different here. I blend into the lives of ordinary people. I have good luck and can spend my life safely, but there is absolutely no fun, and even a lot of suffering.

　　 Just what does he use to blend in?

　　 The lifestyles of the two eras are very different.

　　 Nowadays, there are small assistants. In addition to what options are available for cultivation, of course, even if you have some achievements in cultivation, you can't be too rampant. The wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and stability and low-key is the king.

　　 Outside the house, the cool breeze was blowing, and the bright moonlight fell on the eaves of each house. The people who followed the crowd had fallen asleep, and only Lin Fan was still working hard to cultivate.

　　 If conditions permit, who doesn't want to have a home and sleep with their damsels.

　　 can also exercise and do exercises, to add a sense of vitality to the world.

In the early morning, it was just dawn, and the fresh and pleasant air made Lin Fan feel refreshed. The fatigue from the practice last night was wiped out, filling his stomach, and came to the martial arts training ground. When there, no one came, forever. Both are the first, enough to see how unwavering he is in cultivation.

　　 No circumstances can stop him from practicing, even if the sky falls and there is a tall one moving forward, it has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Guanjiao came to the martial arts training ground on time as usual. It was no different from clocking in at work, but it was enough to be able to achieve Zhang Guanjiao’s position. For Qing Lei League’s birth and death, he made great contributions. Even if he is abolished, he retreats to the second line, but benefits It is definitely something that many people can't even think of.

　　 "This kid came really early." Zhang Guanjiao was very impressed with Lin Fan. As long as he saw him, the image of a'working kid' appeared in his mind.

　　 It's a pity, the roots are so thin that it is hard to achieve.

He wanted to tell Lin Fan bluntly that your roots are too bad and it is difficult to make great achievements. Such hard work may not bring the results you want. You can paddle like other gangs. , Think about other things.

　　 But he can't say that.

　　How can you say such cruel words to a disciple who is full of hard work?

　　 So... let him keep working hard, maybe he will look back when he hits the south wall.

　　 The sound of training on the martial arts field is endless.

　　 [Hint: Trigger 2 times the critical strike! 】

　　 [Hint: Da Niu Moquan proficiency +2! 】

　　 For Lin Fan, no matter how many times the crit hits, he is accustomed to it. All he needs to do is to practice hard and don't let it go. There will be a huge return one day.

Those new gangs saw that Lin Fan was practicing so earnestly, which had a lot of influence on them. They wanted to paddle the water and practice simply, but you practiced so seriously. If we still paddling, wouldn’t it be a good idea? Kind of the feeling of green leaves.

　　 actually brought the rhythm up unconsciously.

　　 Lin Fan took a sigh of relief, adjusted the rhythm, the blazing sun shone on his body, the sweat wet his clothes, the eyebrows were hung with drops of water, and the sweat slowly ran down his cheeks.

　　 Winter practice Sanjiu, summer practice Sanfu.

　　 Cultivating in such a hot state is a kind of torture, but it exercises one's own will.

　　 Lin Fan also has the idea of ​​wanting to give up many times, UU Reading www. uukanshu.com is a salty fish safely.

　　 Whenever there is such an idea, I will check the panel. The only advantage of data is that I can see whether there is progress at any time, and the motivation will follow.

　　 Lin Fan felt very regretful in his heart. If he had such data-based assistance in his previous life, he would definitely become a tycoon in the eyes of a scumbag in the reading age.

　　 cultivating until lunch, everyone stopped to practice and ran towards the cafeteria, eating like a battle, and they could not do anything without real skills.

　　 After a wave of wolves, I feel full of satiety, and my heart is not flustered. People are iron rice or steel, and they are hungry if they don’t eat a meal. Especially cultivation consumes the most energy and has a high demand for food.

　　 left the canteen to go to the martial arts training ground to continue training.

　　 Huang Zhang blocked his way. When he saw the other party, he was shocked. He only gave fifty taels of silver yesterday. Don't ask for money again. Although I treat money as dung, this dung cannot be found every day.

　　 If you are in a hurry, I'll just go to the latrine to get some out.

　　 "Brother Huang, how is your mother's condition? Is it well?" Lin Fan smiled falsely and asked about his old father's situation, even if he knew it, he had to ask.

　　 After all, this is the great filial son of Qing Lei League, one of the representatives of father's kindness and filial piety.

Huang Zhang said, "Thank you Brother Lin for your concern. My old father was in a stable condition. He ate three bowls of fat at noon. If he was not afraid of eating bad stomach, five bowls would not be a problem. Apart from expressing his gratitude to Brother Lin for his relief, Also seek a fat man for Brother Lin."

　　 An unpleasant premonition surged into my heart.

　　 He would rather believe that the sow would climb the tree, and never believe that Huang Zhang would bring him fatness.

　　Think carefully.

　　 I really want to agree to what he said about the fat poor, for fear that it would be sold by Huang Zhang.