Daqin: This prince always wants to rebel

"Holy shit! King Kong Barbie?!"

Qin Lang, who stopped, suddenly let out an exclamation and stared blankly ahead.

Qin Anyu now.

He has pectoralis major muscles that are about to burst, mountain-like trapezius muscles, and armor-like quadriceps muscles...

It totally looks like a Lamborghini face.

But underneath there is a body like a tank!

"By the way, who made this kid's underwear? Why is the quality so good?"

Qin Lang was amazed again.

He now also understands why this boy was able to kill the son of the Minister of Tobe.

And now Qin Anyu.

Almost all of his clothes were in pieces, except for his black boxer briefs.

"boom!"

Looking up at Qin Lang, Qin Anyu stepped on the ground, causing a dent in the ground. His whole body shot out like a cannonball, and his sandbag-sized fists directly hit Qin Lang.

"boom!"

Qin Lang had no expression on his face and crossed his hands in front of him to resist.

Although he blocked Qin Anyu's attack.

But the whole body kept retreating, and two long sliding trails were clearly visible on the ground.

His face turned pale, his hands were red and swollen, and his bones were about to break!

"This~"

Ye Luo, who was watching the battle from a distance, was directly caught by the frightened Flax, and watched in disbelief as Qin Lang took Qin Anyu's punch.

Even Chen Hao, who had already suspected it, was shocked when he saw Qin Lang forcefully take a punch.

You know, Qin Anyu's punch carried 89% of his strength.

Even a seventh-grade Divine Palace Realm first-level heavenly warrior dared not carry it forcefully, but Qin Lang managed to carry it!

"Lao Ye, now you have to take care of Baili Zui."

The corners of Chen Hao's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Throwing his hands, Qin Lang's eyes burst out with a flash of light, and he stepped forward to kill.

He clenched his right hand into a fist seal and charged up a blow.

Qin Anyu was not afraid at all and also punched.

"boom!"

The collision of fists is like the collision of two mountains.

The powerful reaction force directly forced the two of them to take five or six steps back.

Stabilizing his body, Qin Lang looked increasingly excited and stepped out again.

Qin Anyu was not willing to be outdone.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"

The two men fought fiercely, with their fists almost touching the flesh and their feet and legs exerting their strength.

Even without using combat skills.

But the power of their fists can still make people feel very fearful.

The people watching the battle around were excited and eager to rush forward and join the battle.

After fighting against a stick of incense, Qin Lang, who was looking pretty much the same, suddenly turned cold and strode forward, with a powerful momentum rising into the sky. He gathered his strength in his right hand and punched out.

Because the defense is not in a hurry.

Qin Anyu received a powerful punch on his chest, his face turned pale, and his body flew out and hit the ground heavily.

Qin Anyu, with a wisp of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, wanted to stand up and fight again, but the pain all over his body made him no longer have the strength to stand up.

"Take this pill."

Qin Lang, who looked a little pale, strode up to him and threw a healing pill towards him.

Qin Anyu reached out to take the elixir and threw it into his mouth without thinking.

The elixir melted instantly in his mouth, and its pure medicinal power traveled throughout his body, healing his injuries.

Qin Lang also gave himself a pill.

Under the treatment of the fourth-grade elixir "Yuxiang Dan", their complexions gradually became rosy and their complexions gradually returned to their original appearance.

"Your boy's strength is pretty good!"

After leaving these words, Qin Lang turned and left.

He is going to take a bath now and wash off the dirt on his body.

Just after returning to his residence, Qin Lang murmured: "That boy's brute force is really strong!"

Although I don’t know why that kid transformed, and it’s still King Kong Barbie.

But after the transformation, every time he punched himself, he felt like he was being hit by steel bars.

The pain is endless.

"Presumably the son of the Minister of Household Affairs must have been beaten to death by that brat with his fists."

Qin Lang thought a little.

Qin Anyu's power exploded after his transformation, coupled with the blessing of combat skills.

The youngest son of the Minister of Household Affairs must be crippled even if he doesn't die.

Shrugging his shoulders, Qin Lang asked a householder outside the door to arrange bathing water while he returned to the room.

The next day, early morning.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! The Imperial Uncle! The Little Imperial Uncle! The Little Imperial Script!"

Qin Lang was sleeping with his eyes closed. When he heard Qin Anyu calling him, his face suddenly turned dark.

The previous call was fine.

But what does the following call mean?

Little Emperor's Uncle? That brat really thinks of himself as the Little Emperor's Secretary?

He stood up, stretched his sore muscles, and then went to the side to wash up.

After he walked out of the room, he looked left and right, finally focusing on the front left.

At the gate of the courtyard where he was, Qin Anyu was looking at him with excitement.

"Uncle Xiao Huang."

As soon as he saw Qin Lang, Qin Anyu waved and shouted.

Qin Lang strode forward.

When he came to the door, he said with a dark face: "You brat, are there any people who call me lonely like you?"

"In terms of seniority, you are my uncle."

Qin Anyu looked cute.

Obviously, he has been defeated by Qin Lang.

"In terms of status, you and I are monarchs and ministers."

"Uh~"

After being stunned for a moment, Qin Anyu said: "If I don't call you Uncle Huang, what will I call you?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince! Also, next time you call me Uncle Xiao Huang, don't use Uncle Xiao Huang."

Qin Lang now has the urge to hit someone.

"oh!"

Qin Anyu responded helplessly.

Looking Qin Anyu up and down, Qin Lang asked curiously: "Did you have those strong muscles from birth or acquired?"

"Born with it."

Qin Anyu answered without hiding anything.

"If you were born with it, why is it missing now?"

"When I was born, I weighed ten pounds. As I grew older, my strong muscles became apparent, and they also had strong destructive power.

When I was five years old, my father brought me an old man. The old man not only became my master, but also took me to practice.

After ten years of practice and training, I finally mastered the strength of my own muscles and allowed them to stretch and contract freely."

After listening to his story, Qin Lang suddenly understood.

"Every time you use your muscle power, will all the clothes on your body be destroyed?"

"yes!"

"Then why weren't your boxers destroyed?"

"My boxers are made of extremely rare materials by my master."

"Since your master can make such a strong pair of boxer briefs, why not make corresponding clothes and pants for you."

Qin Lang obviously couldn't figure it out.

"There's not enough material."

Qin Anyu answered very directly.

Hearing this, Qin Lang was a little confused.

He had countless ideas, but he never thought that the material used to make boxer briefs would be "not enough".

"Do you only have one pair of boxers?"

"How is that possible! I have three pairs of boxer briefs in total."

While the two were talking, a milky sound came from afar.

"Brother Prince~"

Following the sound, I saw Qin Xi and Qin Tianyuan walking together.

Qin Xi, the little dumpling, waved vigorously.

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