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

After a hundred laps.

Everyone couldn't hold it anymore.

Lin Que felt a scorching flame burning in his dantian.

The legs seemed to be poured into heavy quicksand.

Every step is extremely difficult.

He glanced at Mo Qingcheng, and found that Mo Qingcheng was almost unable to hold on anymore, struggling to hold on with a stubborn expression.

Looking ahead, Mo Jun remained expressionless.

He still doesn't believe it.

Lin Que couldn't do what others could do!

"Lin Lang, adjust your breathing, let go of your thoughts, and keep your mind free of distracting thoughts!"

The voice of Hongye came from my mind.

"Watch the man breathe."

Lin Que was taken aback for a moment, his eyes fell on Mo Jun, and his eyes froze.

Mo Jun's breath is like a moving beast, every time he takes a step, he breathes, his whole body is in harmony.

A slap on the forehead.

He is so stupid!

His own breathing is out of order, who is tired if he is not tired?

"A 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 the state, and his body was constantly adapting.

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

boom!

A muffled sound came from Lin Que's body.

The soul power broke through the 21st level!

Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, is this kid a monster?

The soul power is blocked, can you break through the soul power by running?

Abnormal!

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

Qin Feng, who was being trained to stand in a military posture, kept watching Lin Que, and was stunned when he saw Lin Que's soul power break through.

Other people's breakthroughs are all accumulated practice.

Why did everything become as simple as drinking water when Lin Que came here?

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

"Tsk tsk, this is a good show."

"Old Mo has encountered a hard stubble!"

"Old Mo was originally a werewolf. Now that he meets such a brat, I really look forward to those sparks!"

The instructors folded their hands and watched the play.

Qin Feng, Xu Bin and the others looked glad that they did not fall into the hands of King Lei Yan.

too frightening!

Lin Que's eyes became scarlet, the blood in his body was agitated, his speed was constantly increasing, and his breathing was like a giant humanoid dragon.

A small vortex was formed between exhalation and inhalation.

"Damn it, the little whirlwind has been arranged?"

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

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

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

However, he is not a fluffy boy with a newborn calf, he quickly grew up with his own breathing rhythm.

He glared at Lin Que fiercely.

This kid must have done it on purpose.

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

Mo Qingcheng nodded with her pale face, and began to follow Lin Que's breathing movements. After a while, her face regained some blood.

"Brother Lin, help me!"

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

Martial Dao Zhenqi was released from Lin Que's body, enveloping everyone.

"Everyone, follow my breathing rhythm!"

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

"Fuck, this is blatant cheating!"

"It's so possible, this kid can break through the blockade of the black ring and use his soul power?"

"No, that's not soul power, it's martial arts true qi! This kid is a pervert who cultivates both spirit and martial arts!"

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

It turned out to be the true qi of martial arts, no wonder it was able to break through the blockade of the black ring.

It all makes sense.

"It seems that this kid is Lin Que, the rumored figure who beat level 30 at level 15."

"Eighty percent is this fierce man."

Soon, under Lin Que's leadership, everyone completed the task of 200 laps ahead of Mo Jun.

Although Lin Que was leading them, everyone was still as tired as a dog, lying on the ground, regardless of the piles of snowflakes on their bodies.

After Mo Jun ran the last lap, his body was also very tired.

He took a deep look at Lin Que.

Good boy, I remember you.