The Age of Gods Return: Start To Kiss the Rift Girl

After a hundred laps.

Everyone is almost unable to support it.

Lin Que felt a hot flame burning in his dantian.

His legs were filled with heavy quicksand.

Every step is extremely difficult.

He glanced at Mo Qingcheng and found that Mo Qingcheng was almost unable to hold it, with a stubborn expression of support.

Looking ahead, Mo Jun didn't change his face.

He still doesn't believe it.

Lin Que can't do what others can do!

"Lin Lang, adjust your breathing, let go of your thoughts, and be free from distracting thoughts!"

The voice of Hongye came in my mind.

"Watch that person breathe."

Lin Que was taken aback, his eyes fell on Mo Jun, his eyes condensed.

Mo Jun's breathing is like a forward beast, every step and breathing, his whole body is coordinating.

Slap the forehead.

He is so stupid!

His own breathing has no rules. Who is tired if he is not tired?

"The real hunting moment."

Lin Que grinned, and his body began to imitate Mo Jun's breathing rhythm, like a dolphin in the deep sea, swimming regularly in the sea.

Gradually, Lin Que's breathing rhythm entered a state, and his body continued to adapt.

He was originally an S-level physical body, and the black ring could restrain his soul power, but it was impossible to completely seal his physical power.

boom!

A muffled sound came from Lin Que's body.

Soul power breaks through the twenty-first level!

Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, is this kid an evildoer?

Soul power has been blocked, can you break through the soul power even with a single step?

Abnormal!

"Damn, is Lin Que still a human being?"

By the side, Qin Feng, who was trained to stand in military posture, kept watching Lin Que, and his expression was stunned when he saw Lin Que's soul power breakthrough.

Other people's breakthroughs are the accumulation of practice over time.

Why does it become as simple as drinking water when it comes to Lin Que?

The movement brought by Lin Que also attracted the other four instructors.

"Tsk tsk, this is a good show to watch."

"Lao Mo has encountered a hard stubble!"

"Lao Mo was originally a werewolf. Now that I meet such a hairy boy, I really look forward to those sparks!"

The instructors watched the play with their arms folded.

Qin Feng, Xu Bin and others were glad that they had not fallen into the hands of King Lei Yan.

too frightening!

Lin Que's eyes became scarlet, the magic blood in his body was restless, his speed was increasing, his breathing was like a human-shaped dragon.

A small whirlpool formed between one breath and one breath.

"Fuck, is the little whirlwind arranged?"

"Awesome, Lin Que is Lin Que, as always!"

Mo Jun glanced at Lin Que, gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy.

Lin Que's breathing had completely affected his breathing rhythm.

However, he was not a baby boy who was born with a calf. He quickly grew up with his own breathing rhythm.

Lin Que stared fiercely.

This kid must be deliberate.

Lin Que ran to Mo Qingcheng and whispered: "Don't worry, adjust your breathing, and follow my movements!"

Mo Qingcheng's pale little face nodded, and began to follow Lin Que's breathing movement. After a while, his complexion returned to some blood.

"Brother Lin, help me!"

Xiang Gan lay on the ground, weakly stretching out his small hand to call for help to Lin Que.

Lin Que released the martial arts Zhen Qi on his body, wrapping everyone up.

"Everyone, follow my breathing rhythm!"

Everyone began to imitate Lin Que's breathing rhythm, and soon the tired body found a support point and regained its strength.

"Fuck, this is blatant cheating!"

"It is possible that this kid can break through the blockade of the black ring and use his spirit power?"

"No, that's not soul power, it's martial arts Zhenzhen! This kid is a metamorphosis of both Lingwu and Wuxiu!"

A sharp-eyed instructor saw the source of Lin Que's strength at a glance.

It turned out to be Martial Arts Zhenzhen, no wonder it can break through the blockade of the black ring.

All this makes sense.

"It seems that this kid is the rumors that Lin Que, a man of the 15th level and 30th level, has turned his head."

"Eighty percent is this fierce man."

Soon, under Lin Que's leadership, everyone completed the task two hundred laps ahead of Mo Jun.

Despite Lin Que's leadership, everyone was still tired like a dog, lying on the ground, regardless of the piles of snowflakes on their bodies.

After Mo Jun finished the last lap, his body was also very exhausted.

Lin Que took a deep look.

Good boy, I remember you.