In the turquoise projection space, Yi Chen's fists kept swinging out in the light, rising and falling one after another, like a dream.

Gradually, his hands seemed to be no longer hands.

It was the head of a snake with its mouth slightly opened and its poisonous fangs exposed!

The speed of breathing goes from rapid to slow, but the speed of sweating is faster.

To be honest, to maintain such a snake-like posture, it will take a lot of physical strength and mental consumption.

Speed! Breath! Strength! Step!

All four are indispensable, but they must be balanced.

Yi Chen had already felt a little of the feeling in it.

call out--!

The sound of fists breaking through the air has also changed from the original "crackling" sound to a short and subtle sob sound. However, the force contained in it has never been weakened.

"It's not enough! It's smaller, and the sound of breaking the air will be smaller!"

Yi Chen tried to explore more skills.

[Snake Fang] The moment when the poisonous snake exposes its fangs, it should be silent and extremely rapid. Even if the sound breaks through the air, no matter how small it is, it will definitely not cover up the fact that it makes a sound. As long as it is a sound, it will be noticed by people. As long as it is detected by someone, it will lose its nature of surprise, and this is the essence of [Snake Fang].

...

...

"Huhhh... can you only end here today?"

The veins in both hands swelled up and were trembling slightly, which was a symbol of excessive fatigue.

The ground was already soaked, and the whole room was filled with the smell of salty and wet sweat.

The little robot responsible for cleaning up rotated its round body and spindled around Yi Chen's feet, wanting to clean up the sweat stains nearby. However, it started the avoidance program because it touched Yi Chen's soles, and then immediately attracted by the sweat stains. It was like a stupid guy, constantly repeating the actions of coming and avoidance.

"It's already eight o'clock... I just entered this space and it was not long before dusk, right? Time flies so fast."

Or maybe he was too devoted to practicing the ground.

"Go and have a shower and have a meal."

After closing and folding the projection, Yi Chen walked to the bathroom.

Step by step, I left a wet sweat.

The cleaning robot flashes the working lights, and follows the steps of Yi Chen. While cleaning up the stains on the ground, it sprays gases that decompose the sweat odor in the air and scent the indoor smell.

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Wow...

The showerhead was sprayed with moderate temperature water and flowed down Yi Chen's body.

After countless muscles that are endured under the skin, they contain powerful explosive power; after countless shocks, they have suffered from scars since childhood.

What is the meaning of scars?

Those men who love to show off say that scars are men's medals.

"Scar..."

Yi Chen touched the scar on his chest.

Behind him, the invisible place was a centipede-like scar along his spine from his neck to his tailbone!

The so-called scar is the scar left after the injury.

The scars left during the fight are the scars left by the weak.

"...The more fatal the scar, the more shame it is. Because it is left by the dead. Compared with the living, the dead are the weak. In other words, a strong man is actually left with a fatal scar by the weak, which is a shame!"

Should we eliminate these shames with technological medical means?

"But it cannot be eliminated. Once it disappears, there is no intention of being alert."

A lion still needs all his strength to fight a rabbit.

Moreover, those weak people who can leave scars are not first-class rabbits, and they are not as powerful as lions.

"You must never underestimate the weak, these are lessons."

The palm of his hand was wiping down on the steam-filled mirror. The originally chaotic mirror suddenly appeared in a smooth area that seemed to be torn apart, which could mark everything. What reflected inside was a wet face. The dense black hair was mixed with sparse white hair, tamed by the flow of water and shampoo, and was obediently attached to the forehead.

Just like hypnosis-

"I'm lucky, I'm no longer a weak person."

Yi Chen said to himself like this.

"Although there are still many strong people who can step on me, I can also step on me many weak people."

"I am becoming stronger... I will become a strong man, and I will continue to persevere like this and must not relax!"

People always feel tired, but in most cases, it is just a mental resistance. In fact, the body itself can continue to squeeze and still store more potential.

In order to burst out the potential and continue to let the body operate in order to survive, Yi Chen would say to himself like this whenever he felt tired. It was a kind of self-hypnosis, a psychological suggestive statement.

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"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sounds of the two door handles turning overlapped.

Wearing a windbreaker, holding a clinker belt in her hand, and a little tired face. This woman named Baichuan just finished her work today and had returned home at this moment before she opened the door to the living room.

A white bath towel hung on his shoulders, and a pair of loose strawberry-patterned boxers covered his lower body, and the man was covered with white heat all over his body.

After completing the body cleaning, they didn’t even have time to say “very good”. The coincidence of time made the two meet like this.

"……you……"

Bai Chuan's lips squirmed a few times, as if he wanted to say something. But when her eyes stopped on Yi Chen's chest, the almost running words immediately swallowed back into her stomach.

That scarred body made Katsuchuan speechless.

"Get in and put on my clothes!"

She finally said this, turning her head over: "Put it out after putting on her clothes!"

"oh……"

Even if she didn't have to say that Yi Chen would do this kind of thing.

After wearing dry clothes in the room, Yi Chen walked out.

"Do you have something to do with me?" he asked.

"Well...about yesterday's orphanage." Kashichuan had already sat down on the sofa in the living room. She said, taking something out of the plastic bag that was concerned about the contents.

liquor.

Expensive, old-fashioned wine.

"The 'horse head' forty years ago is just my apology to you. The attitude I had in the orphanage last time was considered a rude thing."

The wine bottle fell on the table with a "bang". Such a generous attitude had no intention of apologizing.

Instead, it is like a drunkard who is invited by his opponent.

(No, I was only freed from Lukaben today...)

Yi Chen touched his stomach. He thought about it this way, and then said with a smile: "You said that thing, that's nothing, there will always be misunderstandings. I don't care, I don't care, I'll save you if you drink..."

"Why, I invite you to drink wine, invite you to drink such expensive wine, and I even apologize if you apologize. Don't you give me face?"
Chapter completed!