After not seeing each other for a few days, Liu Kuang lost weight a lot, but he was still fatter than ordinary people and could still be called fat.

"Stone, you wouldn't have thought how much my strength has increased!" The fat man said mysteriously, his smile on his face could not conceal his pride.

"Oh, how much?" Shi Hao asked with a smile.

"Two thousand jin!" Liu Kuang said, "I am now an intermediate martial artist!"

Shi Hao was also a little surprised. He did not practice the exercises and relied on physical skills. Even with the help of the medicinal bath, the increase in power was still very exaggerated.

"Come on, let's test your spiritual roots. If you cooperate with the exercises, your improvement speed will be faster." But he immediately was happy for the other party, and smiled and took out the Xiangen scattered roots and fell a little into Liu Bian's palm.

Take a little more water and let Liu Meng continue to observe the change in the color of the water.

However, after a few breaths, the water was still clear and unchanged.

Huh?

Logically speaking, as long as people with spiritual roots, the clear water will change its color when the roots are dispersed.

For example, people with fire spirit roots will turn red, people with ice spirit roots will show white, people with thunder spirit roots will show blue, etc. If the color of the water remains unchanged, it means there is no spiritual roots.

Fat man has no spiritual roots?

"Stone?" Liu Bian looked at Shi Hao with some pity.

Shi Hao smiled and comforted: "It's okay, it's nothing without spiritual roots, and it's not a legend that you can become powerful with physical skills!"

Although Liu Bin was disappointed, the entire Huayuan Kingdom did not practice martial arts, and he just felt a little regretful.

"Then I will practice the physical tyranny!" he said.

Shi Hao said "um" but was surprised again, because just a few days later, the fat man actually increased his power by two thousand kilograms, which was too exaggerated.

——It’s not as scary as him, but it’s not common sense!

It’s not that he has not practiced the physical dominance technique, but he has only strengthened the strength of his body, but the increase in strength is minimal.

"Fatty, how many times do you practice the physical tyranny in a day?" Shi Hao asked.

"Ten times, what's wrong? It's too little?" Liu Kuang replied, "But ten times are really the limit, otherwise my bones will be broken!"

Damn!

Shi Hao was a little shocked. He stretched out his hands and put them on Liu Bun's shoulder: "Fatty, you are a genius!"

He forgot to tell Liu Bin that he could only practice the overbearing technique several times each time he practiced. Generally speaking, until he couldn't practice, the fool knew that he should stop, so it was okay for him to forget.

But what's scary is that the fat man can actually practice the body-dominating technique ten times a day!

Normally, it can only be done three times. Shi Hao is practicing himself, and he knows clearly that three times are indeed the limit.

"I'm a genius?" The fat man pointed at himself.

"You are!" Shi Hao nodded. No wonder the fat man's strength has improved so amazingly. It turns out that he has a unique talent in physical cultivation.

He began to search for Yuan Chengmi's memory, and if there was any explanation.

"Have it!"

"In addition to spiritual roots, there is also the saying of physical fitness."

"Some people have extraordinary lives that can communicate with the nature of the world and trigger energy such as thunder and flames, while some people... have special talents in physical cultivation."

"According to legend, there is a physique called a domineering body. It is born without spiritual roots, but it has no limits in physical skills. Its power can reach the sky and the earth!"

"Hey, the tyranny technique is created by a tyranny, allowing people who do not have a tyranny physique to practice it in the future?"

"Damn, the fat man is not a domineering body, right?"

Shi Hao looked at the fat man, but looking at the other party's vulgar appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head. Such a vulgar and domineering body was a bit unreasonable.

"Fatty, I'm going to the county town in a few days, and then to the imperial capital. It may take a long time to go. Are you going here or go with me?" He changed the topic.

"Of course we went together!" The fat man said excitedly, "Don't worry, Shi Tou, I will definitely not drag you down."

"Okay." Shi Hao smiled.

He gave the fat man some medicine bath bags and asked him to go back and practice hard.

Shi Hao went to Xingfeng Academy again. Calculated the time and it was time for the selection competition.

Although Sheng Zexue personally said that he would recommend him to get the qualification of a representative, it would be better to confirm it.

Therefore, after his practice in the morning, he went to the academy.

When they saw him, everyone showed awe, but even those girls just looked at him from afar and did not dare to approach him.

He is too strong now, so strong that even the City Lord has beaten him. Such a person is naturally awe-inspiring and dare not get close to him.

Shi Hao didn't care either. He asked someone and found that the qualifying match had actually been held.

Damn, what the hell is Shengze learning?

Shi Hao killed him immediately.

The college has a special martial arts arena for students to conduct competitions.

Now, it's very lively because there are many games today.

The fifteen-year-old representative has been selected. He is a boy named Guo Xing. The qualification battle without age restrictions is underway. It is the last one, with Gao Feng fighting against Fu Lei.

Gao Feng, a recognized genius at Xingfeng Academy, is only eighteen years old this year.

His opponent just resisted for a while and then gave in to his own defeat so as not to lose unsightly.

Gao Feng showed a proud look, the number one person in the academy, deserved it!

However, a name passed through his mind and he immediately felt his chest blockage.

No, no, that pervert can never be considered a student, so where is the student of an intermediate martial arts?

He was about to make a speech on the award, but he cleared his throat and had not spoken yet. He saw everyone looking towards the gate.

There, a slender figure stood.

Shi Hao!

Gao Feng couldn't help but his heart contracted. Now Shi Hao is no different from Shura Killing God. Even the city lord's wife dares to kill him. What else does he dare not?

The whole audience was also silent, and they looked at Shi Hao with awe.

Shi Hao was very upset, and he shouted: "Where is Shengze's learning?"

"I, I'm here!" Sheng Zexue walked out tremblingly. Where did he offend this evil star?

Shi Hao snorted: "I clearly said I wanted to sign up for the qualifying competition, but why didn't anyone notify me when it started? Also, aren't you going to sponsor me?"

ah?

Everyone was confused collectively, are you kidding?

What kind of cultivation are you? You are a dignified intermediate martial artist. You still want to participate in such a competition? Are you still going to live?

"What, I'm not a disciple of the academy. Am I not qualified?" Shi Hao's face darkened.

"Yes! Yes!" Sheng Zexue said quickly, with a sudden inspiration and said quickly, "Aren't I afraid of trouble for you, Mr. Shi? So, I will first select a representative from the academy and then fight with you, and just compete."

"Yes, yes!" Yu Xi and Ni Wenxing next to them also nodded one after another. They were already scared of the young man in front of them.

"Okay, then let's compete." Shi Hao nodded, walked to the competition venue, and said to Gao Feng, "You are my opponent, right?"

Damn!

Gao Feng ran over ten thousand grass mud horses in his heart.
Chapter completed!