✓ Pit all over the interstellar [interstellar]

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Chapter 30 030

In Mu Jianchen's private training room, Lu Qing was training sweating.

During the time of the iron meteorite, although he had few opportunities to do it, it still allowed him to see his shortcomings.

Since interstellar people are surrounded by Reiki environment, the body will unconsciously absorb it, and every time there is a battle or movement, they will qiáng cells and temper their bodies.

This led to an unexpected qiáng in the ròu/body of the interstellar people.

Coupled with the acquired conscious training, it is difficult for Lu Qingguang to win by force.

He was still too dependent on spiritual power.

If in battle, the spiritual power runs out, then he will be a crispy mage.

In the end, the key to victory is whose fist is bigger, whose force is qiáng.

What made him feel most crying and laughing was that the martial arts practiced on Earth were not enough for others to poke at the interstellar.

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It's really a sad story.

So he specially asked Mu Jianchen to make a training table for himself.

On the way to Lancer Star, Lu Qing spent every day in the training room.

On the way to the training room, when I saw anyone who was idle, I would grab a strong man as a sparring partner, and at the beginning, I would be crushed every time.

Although those people are very measured, but when they practice martial arts, they will always bump and bump, and Lu Qing's body is always green and purple, which makes Mu Jianchen's heart hurt.

Among them, Peng Fei was the most caught, because he was beaten again after returning to the battleship, and now he is injured and injured, and it is just right for Shanglu Qing's physical waste.

Lu Qing is a very dead-eyed person, and he decided that one thing is definitely the kind that does not hit the southern wall and does not look back.

The results of holding on to this were remarkable, and he found himself holding out longer and longer under them, being knocked down less and less, and occasionally counterattacking once or twice.

This greatly increased his confidence, and he became more and more inseparable from the cultivation room.

So Mu Jianchen had a headache, because the number of times he saw Lu Qing every day decreased sharply, and occasionally he would get an impatient response when he dangled in front of him.

This made his heart a little sour, and he felt that Lu Qing's attention had been stolen.

Mu Jianchen stood outside, seeing that Lu Qing was tripped by Peng Fei's sweeping leg, and his body slammed to the ground.

That sound was painful to listen to, and Mu Jianchen clenched his fists and almost shouted to stop.

But Lu Qingming's body was in pain, so he still swallowed the pain, got up without saying a word, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth to attack again.

It was this persistence that made Mu Jianchen remind himself to stay calm and watch the battle from the sidelines.

Lu Qing's hair became messy because he was crawling and rolling on the ground, his clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking to his body, and his eyes were exhausted.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is láng, but in Mu Jianchen's eyes, his serious and persistent appearance is more dazzling than ever, and his firm eyes seem to be a black dòng, which will be sucked into it if he is not careful.