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Chapter seven hundred and twenty third night dance invitation

Baekweixuan is well-known as one of the best high-end restaurants in Gyeongju. No matter how well its owner Luo Rongming is a person, his cooking skills are indeed unparalleled.

Lin Zhong was immersed in eating, and his chopsticks were flying like wind and clouds. A table full of dishes filled his stomach more than half, but he still had some unfinished thoughts.

As his strength gradually increased, Lin Zhong's digestion ability became stronger and stronger, and the food was quickly absorbed by the body. It was enough for an ordinary adult to eat for several days, but it was just one meal for him.

Of course, if Lin Zhong could eat a full meal, he would be fine even if he didn't eat for several days.

"Lin has a great appetite."

Guan Wei touched her belly, her tone full of envy.

"Yes, just watching Zhong eat makes me feel like I have a huge appetite."

Guan Yuxin feels the same way.

She had already put down her chopsticks, holding her chin in one hand, with a smile on her lips, her beautiful eyes watching Lin Zhong enjoying his meal with relish.

Both Guan Wei and Guan Yuxin have a physique that makes them gain weight even if they drink cold water. They usually control their diet very strictly. Only in this way can they maintain a perfect figure.

This was the first time Yang's mother saw Lin Zhong eating. She couldn't help but ask Yang Ying, who was sitting next to her, in a low voice: "Is it okay to eat so much? What if it breaks down?"

"Don't worry, Mom, this little food is nothing to Lin Lai." Yang Ying also looked at Lin Zhong with a smile in her bright eyes, "He has practiced martial arts and has a big appetite."

"I see."

Mother Yang suddenly realized.

After eating, the group headed back home. Meng Rongming was frightened by Lin Chong's eyes and never appeared again from the beginning to the end.

Yang Ying supported Yang's mother and walked in front. Guan Wei held Yang Ying's hand and walked side by side with her, whispering among the girls.

Guan Yuxin held Lin Zhong's arm and fell behind, chatting with him as she walked.

Smelling the fragrance coming from Guan Yuxin, Lin Zhong felt peaceful in his heart. He had not enjoyed such peaceful days for a long time.

"Chong, before you leave Qingzhou, let's find some time to go out and play." Guan Yuxin said softly, "We've known each other for so long, but we haven't gone out together yet."

"good."

Lin Zhong glanced at Guan Yuxin and nodded in agreement.

The next day, early morning.

There were few pedestrians on the street, and most people were still sleeping. However, Lin Zhong had already gotten up early, washed his face with cold water, and went to the park near Hongsheng Lane.

He found a corner where he was least likely to be seen, and his perception was completely relaxed, covering several surrounding areas. However, he closed his eyes and stood there.

Scenes of the past few days passed through Lin Chong's mind like a movie.

"Now, although I have just stepped into the Realm of Control, my actual combat power is not much different from that of the Realm of Transformation. Qi Baichuan must have seen this, so he retreated without a fight, because he did not defeat me.

grasp."

"However, I can still become stronger. I have mastered the essence of Xingyiquan and Bajiquan. As long as I combine them, I will definitely be able to exert greater power in actual combat."

"Practicing boxing is essentially martial arts practice. The foundation of boxing lies in strength and technique, and moves are just carriers of power. Most martial arts practitioners don't understand this, so they are reduced to embroidered pillows."

Lin Zhong's face was as dark as water, and his mind was spinning: "No matter what kind of boxing method it is, the principles are the same when practiced to a high level. As the saying goes, nothing can be changed without departing from its origin. Moreover, the styles of Xingyi Quan and Bajiquan are similar, and they are both hard hitting.

It is not a fantasy to melt the hard-open boxing skills into one furnace."

Thinking of this, Lin Zhong suddenly raised his left hand and punched forward.

"call!"

This punch was ordinary and had no characteristics, but it brought out a huge fist wind, blowing the leaves around Lin Zhong's body.

Lin Zhong stood there motionless, throwing punches one after another. Each punch seemed to be exactly the same, but the power of the punches was completely different.

Fierce, domineering, powerful, sharp, feminine...

The fist wind roared past, rolling up the branches and leaves, dancing in the air like butterflies.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Zhong finally stopped trying.

He opened his eyes, and a dazzling electric light suddenly flashed in his pupils. After a few seconds, it slowly dissipated and became calm, deep and calm again.

"A tall building starts from tired soil, and a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. If I want to combine Xingyiquan and Bajiquan to create my own boxing method, it will not be accomplished in a day, maybe until I step into it."

Only with Dan Jin can you achieve something."

There were more and more people around, all of them old people who came to the park for morning exercises. Lin Zhong didn't want them to notice that he was practicing boxing, so he picked up the clothes lying next to him, put them on, and left the park.

Halfway through, the cell phone rang suddenly.

Lin Zhong took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button. He immediately grinned and a pleasant voice came into his ears: "Lin Zhong, are you free today? My aunt invites you to dinner."

Apart from Sister Fang, there was no one else who dared to call herself aunt in front of Lin Zhong.

Although Lin Zhong had not met Fang Yewu during this period of time, the contact between the two had never been broken, so Fang Yewu also knew that Lin Zhong had returned to Qingzhou.

Lin Zhong raised his eyebrows: "Is there something else you want to ask me for help with?"

"Of course not. Who do you think my aunt is?"

Fang Yewu raised her voice, and even through her cell phone, she could still imagine her eyebrows raised: "In a word, are you coming? You disappeared for so long, you didn't know where you went to be happy, and my aunt hasn't even settled the accounts with you yet.

Woolen cloth."

"Okay, I'll do it." Lin Zhong curled his lips, "When and where?"

"That's pretty much it." Fang Yewu snorted softly and seemed to tilt her head to say a few words to someone. After more than ten seconds, she said, "We'll see you at Yulongyuan at 11 o'clock. Don't be late, otherwise my aunt will

Give you a good look!"

When she was done, she hung up the phone neatly.

"I haven't seen you for a while, why is she so angry?"

Lin Zhong shook his head and put away his phone.

Yulongyuan, in a certain room.

Fang Yewu was sitting on the sofa, wearing a black knee-length skirt, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her chest, with two slender breasts overlapping, looking unusual and hot.

Opposite Fang Yewu, three young girls were sitting. Although their looks were slightly inferior to Fang Yewu's, they were still rare beauties.

One of them is tall and elegant, the other is delicate and delicate, and the third one is tall and cute, and they are Shen Yuan, Han Fei'er, and Xu Lin.

Han Feier blinked her eyes and asked cautiously: "Sister, has Lin agreed?"
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