Chapter 79 BUFF
Panda could never understand why he was beaten up because he didn’t wait for the author to update. It was already infuriating enough.
Was there something wrong with this bet from the beginning?
However, when he saw Sanwa, who was hitting someone, turned around and hit the sandbag, Panda began to be thankful that the punch on his face was so light.
The guy didn't have any bandages on his hands or wear gloves. He just punched forward and the 50-kilogram plastic sandbag floated high in the air, like a weightless cowhide bag.
After the beating, he even shouted: "This is too light."
Zhong Yi's face looked as if he had eaten shit.
Panda weighed himself and felt that he was not much heavier than the sandbag, probably less than twice as heavy... If he was really hit by such a punch, how much lower could he fly?
The sandbag hit him back, and the third kid seemed to have no experience, so he punched him straight in the face. However, his punch missed the center point, and the sandbag spun and hit him in the face with a "bang".
Panda couldn't help but shudder subconsciously when he saw it.
As a result, Sanwa was hit hard, and there seemed to be a faint golden light flashing. He just covered his nose and rubbed it, then continued to hum and punch forward, saying, "It's a little light, but I'll practice like this for now..."
Panda went back to play World of Warcraft cautiously.
No wonder his supernatural power is invulnerability to swords and guns. I feel that even the real Sanwa may not be as cruel as this one. Don't offend this guy in the future.
Moreover, this guy not only does boxing, but also does all other muscle-building exercises like barbells. After that, he goes to the rooftop to practice standing still. He only doesn't do any spiritual exercise... Of course, what kind of spiritual exercise can such a muscular man do? In short, his diligent attitude towards training can put the whole dark room to shame.
It doesn't matter. I've worked so hard before. Wan Zijun was more enthusiastic at the beginning, but after a few days, everyone just laid down. It's normal...
Chu Ge didn't know how many days his energy could last. At the moment, it seemed almost the same as when he was practicing at home, except that he had to ride an electric scooter here.
It's not that he doesn't want to practice spiritual training, but after inspecting it, he feels that the spiritual training methods here are not very useful to him. The soul-training method taught by Qiu Wuji is what is truly suitable for him.
Although the effect seems slow, it’s okay as long as it works.
The pile facilities on the rooftop are quite good. They are electric piles that can move. You can practice footwork by standing on the piles, and you can also practice dodging the piles from underneath.
Zhong Yi said that dodging and running away are the first subjects that people with special abilities must study, but Chu Ge is the only one in the entire Black Room who knows how to practice this.
"It's a topic that must be studied, so why don't you practice it?" Chu Ge asked Zhong Yi.
"Because I don't feel any pain."
“That will also kill you.”
"I also want to try and see if I will die if I fail to dodge."
Chu Ge was speechless.
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The days that followed became very regular. After Chu Ge typed every day, he would come to the black room to practice when he had time, and go back to tease Qiu Wuji when he had nothing to do.
I feel like I'm pretty much the same as those office workers who work from 9 to 5 and go to the gym at night to exercise.
When taking a shower, Chu Ge would sometimes feel a little dazed when looking at himself in the mirror.
The muscles are starting to show lines... Logically, this period of time isn't that long, and the training shouldn't be this fast. Is this related to the combination of the Golden Bell Cover exercises?
Can exercises help regulate muscles to their optimal condition?
The person in the mirror is so handsome and energetic...
Is this really me?
Yes, this is me after having Qiu Wujie.
Qiu Wuji seldom came to the black room. She would occasionally accompany him there, but when she did, she would just stand aside and watch, without practicing anything. She spent most of her time hiding in the room reading books, watching TV series, hanging out in group chats, reading book reviews, and studying various recipes to cook.
Looking at the little cat lazily leaning on the sofa watching TV, hugging a pig pillow, there is no trace of the early meaning of "I want to know this world" at all. It looks like a useless cat whose edges have been smoothed out by the comfortable and leisurely life, lying down and being stroked.
But Chu Ge knew better than anyone that her true body in another world was maneuvering vigorously, and her sword was stained with blood.
"Is this your combination of work and rest?" Chu Ge asked as he came out of the shower and wiped his hair.
Qiu Wuji looked at the kissing man and woman on TV with a calm face and said lazily, "Half and half, I'm studying how to write a book, and I read books and watch TV series for this."
This means I start practicing martial arts and you start writing books. Have we switched roles? Chu Ge found it very interesting and said with a smile:
"You have something. Are you really going to take my lead and write about yourself?"
"Can't I write a new book myself? I already know a lot about it!" Qiu Wuji said, "I also want to try the feeling of creating the world, and I can make money, right?"
Chu Ge looked at her, almost putting his hands on his hips, and was silent for a moment: "Do you know how many writers there are in the world?"
Qiu Wuji casually picked up his phone and searched it, saying, "Tens of thousands, maybe. I'm confident that I can pick one out of ten thousand. Even though I'm a novice... um, eh???"
The search results clearly showed: "As of now, the number of online writers in the country has reached more than 17.5 million..."
Qiu Wuji: “…”
Chu Ge: “…”
This is actually similar to watching the anti-Japanese drama back then. No one actually tore the Japanese apart, and there weren't actually that many writers... But you searched it yourself, I'm not lying to you...
Chu Ge coughed twice and said leisurely, "It's not for nothing that writing novels is a dead end. If you want to experience the feeling of creating the world, you can give it a try, but don't expect to make money for now."
"But I'm still using your money for nothing..." Qiu Wuji said, "I think the ten thousand I robbed at that time is enough... I'll start a book business after I get my identity. I have to give it a try."
Chu Ge's cheeks twitched twice. It's more than almost. Don't you know how many clothes, shoes and bags you have bought during this period of time?
Alas, the season is changing, there is nothing I can do...
Chu Ge sat down next to Qiu Wuji and watched the couple on TV with her: "We are just friends, so let's not talk about money..."
Qiu Wuji turned to look at him: "To exist independently in this world, you need to make your own efforts. You also said so."
"They are all jobs. Working for capitalists is not as good as working for me. They are not the same."
"I've searched it, this is called a housewife." Qiu Wuji said with a straight face: "Don't try to fool me, we are not that kind of relationship."
Chu Ge was heartbroken and said, "I will go and kill Baidu tomorrow."
Qiu Wuji hugged the piggy pillow and thought absentmindedly: "The Black Room said they would take orders and make money. Why haven't they done so in the past few days? This money can be made."
"They have only had a few orders in the past few years, and they still have their own work." Chu Ge said: "Anyway, if you want to write a book, just write it. We can discuss it after you succeed."
Qiu Wuji reached out to grab his waist: "You curse me like this!"
"Hey hey..." Chu Ge quickly defended himself and grabbed her hand: "I just said if, if~"
"You didn't say the word if! Even if you did, it would be a curse. You..."
A line of dialogue was coming from the TV: "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are unreasonable!"
"Then you are not heartless? Not cruel? Not unreasonable?"
Qiu Wuji's words were cut off in his throat and he remained silent.
The hand was still held in his, and both of them seemed to have forgotten this.
Her little hands were not hot in this summer, but cool and soft. They felt as comfortable as jade to hold. You wouldn't want to let go once you hold them.
"You touched my hand." she said suddenly.
Chu Ge woke up as if from a dream: "Ah...ah?"
Qiu Wuji was watching TV, his eyes wandering: "Teach me how to write a book. I see your outline is layered and has so many tricks..."
Chugo looked strange.
So this relationship BUFF has a new layer?
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PS: At the end-of-year event of Dian Niang, the 18-year-old newbie Laser Bottle wants to see if he can make it to the newcomer list...
(End of this chapter)
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