My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

"Not right..."

"If this King Kong Zhuanggong is like this because of the evil god modifier, then my other martial arts..."

Thinking of this, Fang Ping immediately turned his attention to other martial arts in the Cthulhu modifier.

"Try it and you'll know if it's a problem with the cultivation technique, or it's because of the Heretic God modifier..."

There was a glint in Fang Ping's eyes, and he stood up.

And wait until he stands up.

Fang Ping suddenly felt different.

Not to mention the sharp increase in muscles all over his body, his height has increased significantly.

The original height of 1.73 meters is obviously half a head taller at this time, and it is estimated to be 1.78 meters tall.

Especially at this time, he felt a faint cool breath flowing in his body.

Even with his thoughts, he can control the flow of this breath.

"Is this inward?"

A look of surprise appeared on Fang Ping's face.

When he was looking for martial arts on the Internet before, he heard it in a Taoist health care video.

It is said that those who have truly practiced Taoist Kung Fu to a certain level will produce a kind of breath in their bodies, which is called inner qi.

It can significantly enhance the physical fitness of people.

"I didn't expect that after the fourth level of King Kong Zhuanggong, the inner qi would be condensed..."

Fang Ping's eyes flickered.

But soon he temporarily put aside his curiosity about inner qi.

What he wants to figure out most now is that other martial arts have been improved.

Will there also be a vision similar to the King Kong Zhuanggong, the evil-eyed King Kong image.

So after eating all the food left in the backpack, he began to improve other exercises.

......

At this time, it is in a remote place on the other side of this riverside park.

A car came and stopped.

Then two people got out of the car, and a large suitcase was removed from the trunk of the car.

Both of them are not very strong, and it is a little difficult to carry the box.

It seemed like there was something heavy in that suitcase.

"I saw that there is no surveillance around here, so I quickly threw it into the river."

The man in the gray short sleeves frowned with some difficulty.

"Damn, this bastard doesn't look fat, but it's so heavy to lift!"

Another man with a tattoo on his arm also said a little irritably.

There was panic and eagerness in their expressions.

Then the two walked into the park from this remote place with their suitcases.

But they didn't find it.

At the edge of the suitcase, blood was dripping little by little, dripping all the way behind them.

thump!

Heavy falling water sounded.

After a little halo wave appeared in the river, it returned to normal and rolled forward.

The two men with tattoos threw the heavy suitcase into the river, and after watching it sink, they were all relieved.

After all, they had never done such a thing as throwing a corpse before, so they were still a little stressed.

But now it's finally over.

The tattooed man clapped his hands, and when he was about to turn around and go back, he saw blood stains on his hands.

"Grass, this bastard is still stained with blood from Lao Tzu's hands."

The tattooed man scolded a little irritably.

"Forget it, let's hurry back and get out of here first."

The man in gray looked at his hand, which was also stained with blood, and frowned.

But just two steps away, the two saw the dripping blood on the ground.

Looking forward, I saw the bloodstains that stretched all the way.

The gray-clothed man's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Sixth brother, how do you do this?" The tattooed man was a little flustered when he looked at the bloodstains along the way.

"how to do?"

"I didn't want to be found by the police, so I quickly found something to get rid of these bloodstains."

The gray-clothed man said a little irritably.

Then the two got busy again.

......

"really......"

Looking at the box of the evil god modifier in front of him, Fang Ping's eyes were slightly dark, and his expression was a little dignified.

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Host: Fang Ping

King Kong Zhuanggong (fourth layer), Black Dragon Eighteen Hands (completeness), Qi-inducing Method for Strengthening the Heart (second layer), Feihe Fist (first layer), Secret Iron Sand Palm (first layer)

Origin: 0

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It may be because the martial arts level is relatively low.

After consuming the energy of the food he ate and the qi in his body.

He improved the military fighting technique of the Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands twice, reaching a perfect state.

And the result was not what he expected.

Something abnormal appeared on him again.

His shoulders, elbows, knees and other joints have become noticeably thicker and stiffer.

Especially hands...

"Forget it, forget it!"

"Anyway, these abnormal changes are not only harmless to me at present, but they seem to make me stronger."

Fang Ping shook his head, not thinking about the abnormal changes in him just now.

"The most important thing now is to survive!"

"Even if using the evil god modifier to improve martial arts will cause abnormal changes in my body, I must continue."

"Only in this way will I be able to fight against that strange existence that is secretly coveting me."

"Survival is the most important thing, everything else is secondary..."

Thinking of that cold and twisted malice, that strange existence that secretly peeps and covets his own life.

Fang Ping's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't pay attention to the visions on his body.

Despite those unusual changes, it may seem terrifying to normal people.

Picking up the backpack, Fang Ping walked straight out of the park.

But just after two corners, they bumped into two people head-on.

Fate, amazing...  

But not all unexpected encounters are the best arrangements.

Looking at the two men with blood on their hands, who are still taking things to remove the blood on the ground.

Fang Ping was silent.

And watching Fang Ping looked at their hands, and looked at the movements of the bloodstains on the ground.

The grey-clothed man and the tattooed man also stopped their movements in silence...

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