Today, he is solving the problem of what he can and cannot do. As for improving speed, he only needs to continuously strengthen his proficiency.

He raised his hand and glanced at the chronograph watch.

Bad luck this time, the picture scroll still didn't respond.

"Is someone carrying a ton of rocks on their backs and doing weight training?"

This means that he is now unable to use artistic conception in battle.

Memories begin to form in my mind.

The original waterfall was greatly enlarged, and the big rocks at the gap disappeared at some point.

Stable success, no matter how slow, means that he has overcome the most difficult hurdle.

Her fair skin shone with jade luster in the sunlight.

By then, he will have no rivals in the lower realms.

"Chang Qingyou may not know that the Seed Project is an exclusive program of the Psionics Research Institute for young talented warriors from all over the world. Let me tell you this, as long as the geniuses who enter the Seed Project can basically become psykers, even in the future

The road can also gain huge advantages."

Li Changqing took a deep breath and felt the power gradually and steadily increasing.

Li Changqing raised his eyebrows.

And the ground not far away.

After returning to the room, Li Changqing changed his shoes first, then looked at the scroll hanging above the bed.

This time is not short, it is enough for two rounds of advertising breaks.

After packing up his things and putting them in his backpack, he ran into the kitchen and picked up a few small jars of spices and put them away.

The outline of the picture scroll is completed.

According to Li Changqing's own estimation, lower level warriors are divided into nine stars.

"Well, you don't look like the kind of person who has to worry all the time. I won't say anything else. I will send you a message before the Youth Cup starts. There are not many opportunities to go to the stadium to observe. You have to seize the opportunity.

Let’s learn from the talented warriors in our city.”

He punched hard with his right arm, and the memory was woven in his mind, and the picture of the overlord lifting the cauldron floated in his consciousness.

Under the influence of artistic conception, his body continued to exceed its limits, and even his breathing began to become unstable.

[Qi and blood concentration: 3%]

However, this incident did not lead to a decrease in the number of people visiting Qingshan Nature Reserve.

"Hey, Coach Kang."

"Project Seed?"

40, 70, 120... no signs of stopping at all.

The rhythm of his breathing changed, like a starting machine. When running at full speed, a wind tunnel-like scream came from his mouth.

He even needs the help of artistic conception to lift a 750 kilogram doll successfully.

Carrying a ton of rocks on your back for weight training, even just walking.

This person's strength is definitely far superior to him.

Thoughts arose in his mind and he could no longer stop them. Looking at the direction where the footprints disappeared, Li Changqing was ready to make a move.

Go and have a look?
Chapter completed!