My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

After screaming.

That intense danger disappeared.

But the lingering malice still haunted him like a maggot on his tarsus.

"call..."

Fang Ping let out a light breath.

He knew that that thing should have been repelled by himself for the time being.

But it is still watching itself, not knowing when it will come out to attack itself again.

At this time, Fang Ping felt that his face had become more and more stiff.

Most of the face, including the left one, doesn't seem to belong to him.

He walked quickly to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Fang Ping's eyes narrowed.

I saw a very twisted and weird expression on his face in the mirror.

His face seemed to be divided into two parts.

The part of his face that was still under his control was a heavy expression.

And the part of the face that was not under his control was a distorted expression that was half-smile but not smiling.

A blunt and twisted expression, without the slightest anger.

Even half of the facial muscles under that weird expression were still beating faintly.

It's as if those muscles don't want to continue to be attached to the face, they want to split and separate from each other!

"Damn, what's going on? What the hell is that thing?!"

Seeing the appearance of his own face, Fang Ping's eyes showed a hint of horror.

Just being touched, his face became like this.

At this time, as if remembering something.

Fang Ping took off his clothes.

The muscles on his body bulged slightly.

The dozen or so evil black lines appeared on the skin again.

"It was just because of these black lines that I was able to hit that thing. This thing should also have an effect on my face, right?"

As he controlled his muscles, those evil black lines gradually converged towards the half of his uncontrolled face.

twist, swim...

The strands of black patterns resembled centipedes, and they resembled little black snakes.

He kept walking and climbing on Fang Ping's left face.

I saw him in the mirror, with black lines twisting on his face, which made him even more evil and evil.

And with the twisting and covering of the black stripes.

Slowly, the restless muscles on his face gradually quieted down.

The sense of the face also began to gradually recover.

After a few minutes.

Fang Ping opened his mouth and moved the muscles of his face.

His face regained control, but his eyes remained solemn.

"No, these exercises must be improved as soon as possible to increase their strength."

"Otherwise the devil knows when that thing will reappear..."

"That thing is too dangerous for me now!"

It takes more energy, vigor, and spirit to improve the exercises.

But the storage in his body is no longer enough to support him to upgrade the Diamond Stake to the third level.

......

"Dad, can you give me more money?"

"After the college entrance examination, I plan to exercise well during this holiday. I need money to buy energy bars to supplement my body's nutrition."

During dinner, Fang Ping ate a big mouthful of food while looking at Fang Xueliang, the father of his body, and asked.

"Um?"

Hearing this, Father Fang glanced at Fang Ping in surprise.

"Aren't you going to travel?"

"Didn't you always say that you will travel to various places after the college entrance examination and have a good summer vacation?"

Fang Ping shook his head, "Not going."

"I have been studying for several years in high school, and I haven't exercised much. Now I feel a little too bad for my body."

"I'm going to take advantage of this summer vacation to exercise well and strengthen my physical fitness."

Hearing this, Father Fang raised his eyebrows, somewhat relieved.

"Okay, then I'll transfer some money to you later."

"Before you were young, I was afraid that you would develop the bad habit of spending money indiscriminately, so I limited your pocket money."

"Now that you've grown up too, you've got to learn to manage your spending."

Then the two ate in silence.

Fang Ping's body is a single parent family.

Fang’s father has opened a company for these years, and he has been busy with his own business.

So the communication between the two is very little and very concise.

Fortunately, the original body and mind are still healthy, and Father Fang doesn't really care about him at all.

Therefore, the original body did not have any extremely distorted character due to family or lack of love.

After dinner, Fang Ping went back to his room.

Take out your phone and open your account.

Balance: 118000

Fang Xueliang directly transferred 100,000 to him.

Looking at the balance on the phone, Fang Ping smiled.

"Is this the happiness of the rich second generation?"

"This money should be enough for the time being."

Immediately, he opened the shopping website and began to order various energy bars, compressed biscuits and other high-energy foods.

After placing the order, he continued to search for various kung fu martial arts on the Internet.

Although most of the things on the Internet are incomplete, it is impossible to cultivate and improve.

But maybe if you are lucky, you will be able to find exercises similar to the Diamond Pile Exercise.

......

The sun goes down and rises.

In a park by the river in Haichuan City.

Because it is noon at this time, it happens to be the most poisonous time of the sun, and the temperature is very high.

So there are not many people in the park.

Coupled with the fact that the place Fang Ping chose was relatively remote, it was even more deserted.

huh~

I saw Fang Ping standing there, exhaling a deep breath.

The muscles all over his body stretched as much as he could, and his loose long clothes and trousers were all swelled up at once.

The whole person seems to have swelled in a circle at once.

Because he was afraid of being seen by the black stripes on his body that were wandering everywhere, he deliberately wore long clothes and trousers.

Bang slammed down heavily, and the moment he stepped forward, he raised his fist and threw a punch.

The air in front of the fist suddenly made a muffled sound.

I saw Fang Ping's body moving with his footsteps in an instant, and his fists and elbows kept hitting along with his body.

At the beginning, the momentum was heavy and the moves were unpretentious, but the impact of the punch and kick was extremely vicious and vicious.

The murderous aura revealed inadvertently is shocking.

The next moment, I saw his figure change, becoming very erratic and agile.

The hands are spread out like a pair of flying birds, the fingertips are gathered into a beak-like shape, and they are very fast.

In the end, he was in a different shape, and his footsteps were like Taoist stomping steps, which was somewhat specious.

Pushing, slapping, scraping, chopping with both hands, sharp bones at the base of the palm, lively wrist strength, and a balance of rigidity and softness.

boom!

The last palm was shot directly on a small tree on the side.

In an instant, with a click, the small tree with the thickness of the fist broke directly from the middle.

The part where the trunk broke was black, and some of the bark seemed to be corroded.

Looking at the broken trunk, Fang Ping squinted slightly.

"This secret iron sand palm is really poisonous!"

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