"Brother Yi, then I'm going up, Lao Ma, you should be careful when driving!"

Under the street lights of the community, the woman walked out of the car door, turned around and waved goodbye to the two people in the car, greeted the guard, and pulled her luggage into the unit building.

When Xiaoyu was picked up from the airport, Xia Yi took her downstairs. After the two of them were warm, they watched each other run upstairs briskly.

Lift up the car window.

Xia Yi just said, "Go back." He rubbed his eyebrows, leaned against the back of the seat, and fell into his thoughts.

In fact, he was not very comfortable on this day. After seeing Yang Sentai, he found that he was trapped. The other party allowed him to obtain Cheng Guangen's property, which made him feel worried and he would become tiptoe when doing things.

In this way, I will become somewhat at peace... at least I will be more restrained when facing the commuter station.

"Is this what the old fox thinks? But he really succeeds."

He closed his eyes and said to himself, as for the dog girl, he was relieved to follow the team. With her sense of danger, even if she encountered something difficult to deal with, she would always escape...

"The boss is here!"

Ma Bang's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, pulling Xia Yi, who was closing his eyes, opened the car door, and unknowingly returned to the villa garage and walked into the living room. Except for the red, yellow and green, the others were still there, and the rest were already asleep.

He asked Ma Bang to go back to his room to sleep, and then waved the three people on the night side, but did not go upstairs, but went straight to the practice room on the first floor. This place was originally used to collect and collect antique calligraphy and paintings, but Xia Yi was not that good, and completely changed it into a storage room for practice and weapons.

Open the special door, took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the wooden floor with his bare feet, and the walls around him were hung with the weapons sent by Lu Mingfei, such as Qinglong Yanyue, Fang Tian Painting Ji, and the Tigerhead Spear, which were placed horizontally on the rack. At the corner of the wall on the middle side, there was a specially made iron frame with a drum-beating golden hammer on it.

Fingertips brushed across the hammer body with curves.

"I am different from the martial artist who has been practicing martial arts since I was a child. I have not been tempered for so long. Unlike other psychics, I have everything that warriors should have..."

The fingertips left Bingliang, reached out and unbuttoned the shirt, pulled out the belt at the bottom, pulled it with a squeak, and the white shirt flew into the air and hung on the handle of a Tang Heng knife.

The body, which was originally thin and slender, became stronger after getting the redstone amplification. During the movements, you could see the muscles under the skin twisting. At the same time, the blue dragon and halberd tattoos on the back seemed to be waving.

"...This is a gift from God."

Raise your arms slowly to the left and right, stretch your hands and clench your fists violently.

Buzzing buzzing...

...Dingding Dingdangdang...

It was full of the sound of gold and iron shaking and knocking. The weapons hanging on the wall trembled on the pendant, while the Qinglong Sword and Fang Tian Painting Ji were the most violent, as if they were about to fly out the moment their fingers bent into fists.

Next second.

Bang!!

On the iron frame, the golden hammer of the drum beating urn rolled down, and a small hole was smashed into the thick wooden floor, and broken wood chips splashed around.

“…wasted too much time.”

In the previous battle with Yuxichi Pool, he used the resonance of the drum-beating golden hammer to upgrade himself to level 4, but this was not complete, and the improvement series made him unable to continue, and even almost forgot.

If it weren't for the sudden whim that day, I would have forgotten my last step.

"If I go up to the level further, can I really resonate with the earth and use the land as a weapon?" He lowered his eyes and looked at his open hands.

“…what…what…the sky and the ocean?”

"It should be a long time ago!" He chuckled, bent down, and held the hammer handle on the ground. When a coolness came into the warm palm, the originally heavy hammer body gradually trembled.

Suddenly, a stinging pain pierced into Xia Yi's palm and rushed into his body along his arm. Under his invisible flesh, the fine red particles in the blood vessels of his body were densely covered with, like a shot of stimulant, swimming quickly, rushing to combine with the coolness that came into his body and absorbed it.

Xia Yi stood there, all over her body, with blue veins and blood vessels swelling, and her fair muscles were squirming, then tightened, loosened, and contracted and tightened again, just like constantly exercising on her own, becoming stronger and stronger.

A lot of sweat was covered with water, and the pants on the lower body were soaked. Through the reflection of the light, you could also see the reflection of the oil reflected by the summer, which was a shiny piece.

On the back, the lower back where the halberd and the Qinglong Sword tattoo crossed, the outline of the drum-beating golden hammer gradually appeared. The revealing tattoo occupies a huge area and can even be clearly seen from the side.

Late at night, everyone else in the villa fell asleep, and no one would notice the changes in this practice room.

After a long time, on the floor where sweat was accumulated, the figure knelt down weakly, supported the floor with both hands and breathed heavily, and could see beads of sweat dripping from their hair, making a "bang" sound that ordinary people could not hear.

boom--

With a dull impact, the fist pressed against the floor, and the smooth and sweat-stained board was broken. Xia Yi looked at the fist and stood up.

"Sure enough... with the increase in the level and the resonance of the weapons, the physical fitness becomes stronger and stronger, and the higher the physical strength, the gradually increasing the strength."

The punch just now was smashed by him without wearing gloves. If he had a weapon in his hand, the abilities carried by the weapon would also be enhanced with his strength.

In addition, the increase in the right eye redstone should be able to fight against the sixth-level psychics.

"I don't know if there is any level six..."

Xia Yi waved his hand and returned the drum-beating golden hammer to the weapon stand, walked out of the practice room, and went upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, he washed away the sweat and oil stains on his body in the bathroom. The mist filled his body. He looked in the mirror and saw the changes in his body.

The body that once looked a little thin, now you can feel the feeling of power brought by the raised muscles during movements. On the other hand, the damage to the body will also be reduced a lot.

"Will you become a devil-music man in the future?" When Xia Yi felt a chill when thinking about the bodybuilder in the movie, he trained his body into flesh lumps.

After calming down, when he was about to leave the bathroom, he had not adapted because of the sudden increase in strength, so he directly crushed the sink and broke the whole piece into three and a half.

"It seems that you have to adapt for a while..."

In this case, if you are with Jiang Yu, it is normal for couples to do something intimate, but with the strength you have not adapted to, someone will probably die.

In the next two days, he just chatted with Jiang Yu through the phone, or asked Ma Bang to take him to various companies and factories to inspect them. After he came back, he continued to bring the training room and familiarize himself with every weapon. Even if it was an ordinary weapon, he wanted to try whether he could get more resonance from it.

On the eve of New Year's Eve.

Xia Yi, who was staying in the practice room early in the morning, heard the knock on the door, waved Fang Tian's painting halberd and said, "Come in!"

The door opened, Zhou Jin walked in with his high heels, holding a bright red invitation letter, "Boss, it was sent by Jiaohe City Chamber of Commerce, saying that it was inviting you to attend the city's chamber of commerce tonight."

“Chamber of Commerce Events?”

Buzz —

The painting halberd swung and cut off a wooden man's arm. Xia Yi stopped and threw it away casually. The soldier flew and fell automatically on the weapon stand. He reached out to take the invitation from the woman with sweat.

Zhou Jin took a towel and wiped off the sweat stains on his body, and curled his red lips: "This is a party in the upper class? Are we supposed to squeeze into it?"

"You want to go?"

The woman stopped her hand, put her arms on Xia Yi's broad shoulders, and gently sucked and sucked in his ear: "Of course I want to go."

"Okay, you'll go with me tonight. Do you have any suitable clothes?"

"No, I'll go buy it now..." Zhou Jin looked like a little girl for the first time, with a little excitement on his face. He hugged Xia Yi in his arms, but he didn't dare to kiss him. Then he turned around and ran upstairs, as if he was preparing an evening dress.

It smells like perfume.

Xia Yi looked at the invitation letter in her hand and threw it aside: "It's still early, let's practice a few more times."

Reach your hand.

"Who will come this time-"
Chapter completed!