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()"Bang--"

When the two fists collided, the air flow rolled and the sonic boom was like thunder!

The Silver Knight grunted, and as if struck by lightning, his arm bones made a crunching sound like fried beans, which was very frightening.

"Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng -"

His body was driven back by the powerful force carried by Yang Ming's fists, and the momentum could not be stopped.

A line of footprints three inches into the ground appeared on the ground.

"This... how is this possible? Just Yang Ming has such strength, I... are we already so far behind you?" The silver knight's face turned pale, and a line of blood slipped from the corner of his lips,

His eyes flashed fiercely, as if he couldn't believe the facts in front of him no matter what.

Compared with the physical trauma, the trauma to his self-esteem was deeper.

Yang Ming threw away the long sword in his hand, turned around, ignoring the silver fighter whose face became extremely ugly, and the ex-girlfriend who looked horrified and had deep regret in her eyes, and looked at the faces of the crowd.

The smiling squad leader and others strode away.

"These things have passed. There is no need to worry about it anymore. Let's go and eat. Hey... Xiaobing, Terry, you two, stop being so cool and go."

"Oh, I got it." Hong Libing raised his hand and threw the Silver Knight on the ground like garbage, then turned around and left, not afraid that a group of unwilling Silver Knights would take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

However, after walking a few steps, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He suddenly stopped, turned his head, smiled coldly towards the woman who was shocked by Yang Ming, and said: "Thirty years in Hedong,

Thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty! You have eyes that don’t recognize gold and jade, and you don’t have eyes. It’s too late for you to regret it now. Just stay there and watch Yang Ming’s rise to prominence!”

"Hey! Xiaobing, what are you still doing? If you don't hurry up, we won't wait for you." Terry's voice came from a distance.

"Here it comes. Here it comes. Are you in a hurry? I haven't been cool for a long time, and you don't want me to be cool. It's too immoral."

…

When he arrived at the door of the cafeteria, he quickly stepped forward, stood upright, and came to the large fountain. He scrubbed his hands back and forth in it, looking very serious.

After washing his hands clean, Pojian took off the two long vajra sticks from his waist, the two thick-backed swords of black iron with long handles, and the two shoulder pads, and carefully examined them in the fountain.

Clean.

"Xiao Bing, do you need to educate yourself like this?" The fat man shook his head helplessly and sighed, "You love hygiene even more than I do."

"This is also part of training." Hong Libing said.

"Fooling!" Mouse rolled his eyes at Hong Caibing and said with disbelief: "Keep fooling!"

"Believe it or not." Hong Caibing smiled indifferently and said with deep meaning: "I am here to exercise the flexibility of the Five Fingers, and the specific training I came up with cannot be understood by ordinary people."

"So, the next meal is also about?" the squad leader joked.

"Then what do you think?" Hong Libing asked back, "Do you really think that I trained like this to break the iron, just because I had a bad taste in my heart, just to make you, my grandfather, my mother, Uncle Fu, and Uncle De

, Brother and others, are you shocked? Don’t be ridiculous, I am not such a free person."

"Xiao Bing, you have been perverted for a long time. We normal people can't guess that your thoughts are normal." Jamies chuckled.

"I don't care if others say it." Hong Libing laughed angrily and scolded: "But you, a scumbag who likes to collect female classmates' underwear, have no right to criticize me!"

"Does my elegant hobby hinder you?" Jamies asked, "Are there any human rights?"

"You didn't give me one or two things to share, so you're in my way!" Hong Libing said matter-of-factly.

…

Eating is a very common thing.

But as the saying goes, surprises can appear in even ordinary things.

When Hong Libing eats a meal, he is able to make others stunned, forgetting that he is eating, opening his mouth wide, and spilling drinks, which is considered a great skill.

In fact, to be more precise, the person who created all of this was Hong Libing, but the person who actually did it was Po Jian who was carefully trained by him.

"Mr. Chef, please prepare some food."

The cafeteria of the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy is very large and spacious, enough to accommodate ten thousand people to eat at the same time.

In addition, a variety of exquisite meals, Xinxiang drinks, fine dishes and other delicacies are provided free of charge at various times.

Its level is so high that I believe it is even better than the top chefs in many big hotels outside.

As expected, with the royal family supporting me, I feel confident.

“It’s really good to have something free!”

In the past, Hong Libing didn't think this was anything special.

In his mind, it was just a meal. As a son of a nobleman, couldn't he still afford it?

But after raising two big eaters, Po Jian and Yan Nu, he suddenly felt that this convenient measure of the Royal City Demonic Martial Arts Academy was really implemented and benefited him, leaving a large amount of expenses.

"Roar -" Po Jian growled lowly, bowed down, took a shoulder pad in each hand, and placed it on the cooking table.

Pojian is already huge in size. When it first encountered Hongkaibing, it was even bigger than a barbarian bull when it was on all fours.

Now in the past four years, it has eaten so many magic crystal cores, and has been continuously used by Hongliangbing to change its muscles and marrow with cracking energy, and has reached the edge of evolution.

The volume is one size larger than before, almost three meters tall when all fours are on the ground.

Fortunately, Hong Libing had foresight and created a job for Po Jian... Oh no, he had already thought of this when customizing the shoulder pads, otherwise it would really be inappropriate.

On the other hand, after seeing Po Jian's action of placing the rice bowls, the chefs with four years of experience were no longer as stunned as they were at the beginning. Their minds were blank and they were stunned.

Fifteen top chefs stepped forward one after another and poured all the fifteen pots of hot braised pork that had been prepared into the two dark iron shoulder pads, stacking them into two parabolas that opened downward.

"Roar--" Yannu's eyes flashed, and he roared suddenly. He looked at Hongkaibing and seemed to be expressing something.

"Mr. Chef, please bring two more grilled giant crucian carps." Hong Libing translated.

"Okay." As he spoke, the two chefs who were grilling fish raised their arms. As the bronze fighting spirit surged, two giant crucian carp, about one meter long, drew an arc in the air and flew towards Yannu.

Come.

Seeing this, Po Jian, who had already had too much experience, his eyes suddenly froze. Two long-handled, thick-backed black iron broadswords appeared in his left and right hands at some point, and they swung straight into the air.

"Shua——"

"Shua——"

The two giant crucian carp were immediately skewered on the black iron sword, cleanly and firmly.

Then Po Jian handed one of them to Yan Nu and kept one for himself.

After finishing all this, Po Jian straightened up and gave a standard thank-you ceremony to all the chefs.

Next, it’s time to eat.

Po Jian sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a black iron sword in his left hand to eat crucian carp. In his right hand, he took out two long black iron sticks and used them as chopsticks, eating braised pork between them like a human being.

All movements were done in one go, fast and steady, without any sense of disharmony, as if they had always been like this.

"Haha..." Hong Caibing's lips traced an arc, saying that with Hong Po Cang's heart, when he saw Po Jian eating with chopsticks for the first time, he still looked dumbfounded and dropped his wine glass to the ground.

It was as if they were unaware of it.

Thinking about it is really... it gives people an indescribable sense of satisfaction!

"Xiao Bing." During the meal, the squad leader suddenly raised his head and called out to Hong Cai Bing.

"What's wrong?" Hong Libing picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "Would you like juice?".

"No..." The squad leader put down his chopsticks, held his chin with his hands, and said with a slight displeasure: "I heard that your kid is going to go out to practice alone, and you don't invite your brothers to come with you. It's really not fun."

"Oh... well... although I do have this plan, it will at least wait until our Yan Fury and Po Jian challenge the two dark dragons of Uncle Fu and Uncle De. There will still be some time.

"Yeah." Hong Caibing laughed.

"Huh? Challenge the Dark Dragon?"

Hearing Hong Libing's words, the squad leader, Fatty, Mouse, Yang Ming, Lu Li, Terry, and Jamies all turned their eyes, rubbed their chins, and carefully looked at Yan who was eating and drinking beside him.

Anger and breakdown.

"Xiao Bing, it's still too early." Yang Ming frowned, "If we say that Yan Fury has evolved into the fourth-level mid-level magic beast, the Flame Mad Lion King, and Po Jian has evolved into the fourth-level high-level magic beast, the Golden Violent Ape King.

, then there is no problem in challenging the Dark Dragon, and the winning rate is extremely high. But now, although the two of them have reached the critical point of evolution and are much stronger than before, they have not yet evolved, so can they win?"

.

Hong Libing took a sip of wine and said: "Yang Ming, in the past four years, the progress of Yan Fury and Po Jian is not just about absolute strength. Combat and combat skills are also very important. Ten days later, their battle with the Dark Dragon will

Just wait and see what happens in the battle."

"Okay, I'll wait and see, keep working hard." Jamies said with a smile.

"Of course." Hong Libing said with a smile, "Do you still remember what I often say?".

"There's nothing you can't think of, but nothing you can't do!" Terry interjected, "Is that the saying?".

"By the way, Xiaobing, will you participate in the Wangcheng Academy martial arts competition that will be held tomorrow?" the squad leader asked.

"Of course." The sparkle in Hong Libing's eyes flashed, showing the brilliance of eagerly trying, "How could I not participate in such a grand event that happens every five years?"

"Huh?" Lu Li glanced at Hongli Bing and said in surprise, "Xiao Bing, Yan Fury and Po Jian will fight against the dark dragons in ten days. Don't you plan on cramming in and helping them during these ten days?

Do you want to train harder?".

"Who says that I can't help Yanwu and Pojian train after I participated in the Wangcheng Academy Martial Arts Competition?" Honglibing smiled proudly, "I have never been a person who likes to speak nonsense without reason. Since

If I dare to say this, I must have a certain degree of confidence, so you can rest assured.” (To be continued.)