Firstly, from now on, Ling Yun had officially taken the most important step in his cultivation. From now on, he would only become stronger and stronger!
Secondly, Ling Yun could already practice the Stellar Condensation Technique step by step. This would undoubtedly improve his physique!
Ling Yun was absorbing the spiritual energy from the Shichiyou herb. Not only was the amount twice as much as before, but the speed of absorption was also significantly faster.
Even though the spiritual energy that he absorbed was still hidden like a rock sinking into the ocean, Ling Yun knew that if he wanted to use it, he would no longer have to vomit blood!
As long as his physical strength was depleted to a certain extent, the spiritual energy would automatically swim out from the hidden spots in his body and circulate in his body to replenish his physical strength.
"Hmm, not bad. At least double the amount of spiritual energy that I absorbed last night!"
Ling Yun only stood up when his body could no longer absorb any more spiritual energy.
Turning his head, Ling Yun's gaze landed on the sandbag that he was carrying.
With a slight smile, he dashed forward and kicked the sandbag with his right leg at lightning speed. With a light flick, the sandbag was sent flying like a football!
"Bang!"
Ling Yun's left fist landed heavily on the sandbag that was flying at the height of his chin. The sandbag shot up into the sky like a rocket!
Without raising his head, Ling Yun silently counted to one, two, three, four, five. When the sandbag fell from the sky to his knees, he kicked forward with great force. That movement was just like Cristiano Ronaldo's furious shot!
With another "Bang!", the twenty-five kilogram sandbag was sent flying like a cannonball. It drew a beautiful arc in the night sky and flew more than ten meters away!
If anyone saw Ling Yun's movement, they would be shocked at how a fatty could move so quickly. He was practically running close to the sandbag in the air!
Just as the sandbag lost its momentum and was about to hit the ground, Ling Yun once again kicked the sandbag heavily. The sandbag flew into the air again!
This time, Ling Yun did not chase after the sandbag. He stopped after kicking it.
He moved like a fleeing rabbit and was as still as a virgin.
Even Ling Yun's breathing was very steady. The twenty-five kilogram sandbag was really like a football to Ling Yun.
He quietly watched the sandbag fall more than 20 meters away, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a confident smile, and then he looked down at his protruding belly.
"I should have lost a few kilograms, right?"
"The effect is not bad, continue!"
Ling Yun strode to the sandbag and used the tip of his foot to pick it up. Then, he used his right hand to carry the sandbag on his shoulder.
Looking back at the direction of the Shichiyou Herb, Ling Yun said lightly, "Baby, thank you. I'm going back to sleep now. I'll meet you again tomorrow night!"
Then, Ling Yun turned around, took a deep breath, and broke into a run. His first step was a hundred-meter sprint!
…
The capital of China, Yan Jing.
At ten o 'clock at night, just as Ling Yun was trying his best to break through to Physique Tempering Stage One, Ling Hao was lying naked on a large leather sofa in a luxurious private room of a famous clubhouse in a bustling area of Yan Jing, enjoying the warm service of two foreign beauties.
Ling Hao was the eldest son and grandson of the Ling family, one of the seven big families in Yan Jing. He was 28 years old and handsome. He was tall and slim, with an ape-like back and a waspish waist. There was not a trace of excess fat on his exposed lower abdomen. His eight-pack muscles expanded and contracted as he trembled with excitement, which was illuminated by the bright lights in the private room.
The scene in the luxurious private room made one's blood boil!
Ling Hao's gaze was evil and cruel. He stared greedily at the tall, long-haired Russian beauty who was stripping two meters in front of him. Her golden hair danced wildly in the air, teasing all of Ling Hao's senses.
At the same time, a beautiful woman in a kimono, whose clothes were torn by Ling Hao, was twisting on Ling Hao's body.
At this moment, Ling Hao's phone rang. It was the sound of a text message.
Ling Hao frowned and picked up the phone on the sofa. He opened the message and glanced at it.
"F * ck!" Ling Hao's brows furrowed when he saw the message. He kicked away the beautiful lady who was serving him and stood up immediately!
"You two leave first. Come back when I call you!" Ling Hao said coldly to the two foreign women without lifting his head.
The two women seemed to be used to this kind of situation and didn't ask anything. They just smiled charmingly and then retreated.
Ling Hao looked at the message on the phone again. The anger and madness in his eyes intensified. He muttered, "He's not dead?!"
Then, he dialed a number without thinking.
The call went through quickly.
"Chen, didn't you tell me that the bastard was dead last night? I received news that not only is he not dead, he's living a good life! How dare you take my money?! "
Ling Hao's expression was twisted with resentment and disappointment as he said viciously.
"What?! Not dead? Ling Hao, you're not joking, are you? "
The person who answered the phone was Chen Sen. He was also the young master of one of the seven big families in Yan Jing. He was the sinister young man who set up the car accident.
"It's a f * cking urgent situation now, who has the time to joke with you? My men went to check on the situation today. They told me that the bastard is alive and kicking! "
On the other end of the phone, Chen Sen narrowed his eagle-like eyes. He believed that Ling Hao's call was not to lie to him, nor was it to renege on the 20 million. 20 million was nothing in the eyes of people like them.
Not dead? That was Steyr. He was carrying a car full of rocks. How could he not be dead?!
Even if he was not dead, he would at least be in a vegetative state. A vegetative state that would never wake up!
And he was alive and kicking?
This was beyond the limits of his knowledge!
Could it be that he hit the wrong person? That was impossible. The photo given by Ling Hao could not be fake!
"What the f * ck are you thinking? Let me tell you, if you don't give me an acceptable reason, don't blame me for falling out with you! "
Hearing Ling Hao's thunderous roar over the phone, Chen Sen's sinister eyes turned slightly impatient. He said faintly, "Ling Hao, stop cursing over there. Did your men make a mistake?"
Ling Hao saw that Chen Sen refused to admit it. "My men see wrongly? Can't you at least find a more plausible reason? My men told me that not only did Ling Yun appear on campus this morning, he even ran eleven laps around the field with a sandbag! "
"Do you think he's dead? Ah? Don't kill him if you don't dare. I have ways to deal with him. Why did you cheat me of twenty million yuan?! "
The young master of the Ling Family was furious. He was sure that the gambling addict Chen Sen was trying to cheat him of twenty million yuan.
"Well …" Chen Sen couldn't refute Ling Hao's words.
Chen Sen's mind raced and he thought of a certain possibility. He said in a guessing tone, "Young Master Ling, think about it carefully. Although I lost tens of millions from gambling and was in a hurry to use money to fill the hole, there's no need for me to cheat you of this 20 million, right?"
He first appeased Ling Hao's dissatisfaction, then continued.
"Last night, I personally got out of the car to check on the body. Your bastard cousin really died on the spot. If he is still alive, there is only one possibility."
Of course, Chen Sen was lying. He was too lazy to get out of the car. He only saw Ling Yun lying there with his head covered in blood through the infrared binoculars. Logically speaking, Ling Yun was dead.
"What possibility?" Ling Hao frowned and asked hurriedly.
When it came to killing people, especially killing three to five ordinary people without anyone noticing, he believed that Chen Sen could definitely do it. Otherwise, he would not have asked Chen Sen to do it.
Chen Sen knew that Ling Hao would definitely arrange for someone to check on the results. Why would he lie to him?
Because the price he offered was high enough!
In China, twenty million yuan was more than enough to buy the lives of twenty ordinary people!
Chen Sen seemed to have thought of a scary possibility. He lowered his voice and said cautiously, "Young Master Ling, do you know that the Chinese Medicine God who can bring the dead back to life, Sai Bianque, lives in seclusion in Jiangnan Province, Qingshui City?"
Ling Hao sat down on the sofa and said in disbelief, "What? Sai Bianque lives in seclusion in Qingshui City? "
The more Chen Sen thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He said confidently, "Who else could it be? Other than Sai Bianque's unparalleled miraculous hands, I don't believe that anyone can bring you back from the dead in one night! "
Ling Hao pursed his lips as he listened to Chen Sen's judgment. His eyes were filled with one word: Impossible!
Ling Hao's brain worked quickly. After thinking about it carefully, he refuted, "What you said is absolutely impossible. Firstly, there is no such coincidence in this world. Secondly, Old Master Xue is treating an illness, not an injury! You told me that Ling Yun had at least a dozen broken bones and was bleeding from all his orifices. No matter how amazing Miracle Doctor Xue is, it's impossible to bring him back from the dead in one night and make him as lively as a normal person! "
No matter how godly medical skills were, they could bring the dead back to life. However, it was impossible to make a person with more than ten broken bones, five internal organs displaced, and bleeding from all seven orifices of the head of a person who was bound to die, full of vigor and vitality overnight!
Broken bones could be reconnected and broken bones could be regenerated. That was true, but it would take time, right?
Chen Sen was slightly embarrassed. However, he wanted to give Ling Hao a reason. After all, the twenty million yuan was enough to pay off his gambling debt. If Ling Hao really wanted to ask for it, he really couldn't afford it.
Suddenly, he thought of an even scarier possibility. His face turned slightly pale as he said, "Young Master Ling, I admit that what you said is the truth. However, have you ever thought that your younger brother might be so lucky that he might be saved by those people?"
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