The Traveling Frog: Human Evolution Didn't Take Me

"Heartbeat?"

Zhao Heng saw Jiang Ming's appearance of wanting to show off, and poked his belly with a wooden stick.

"Maybe the tree-lined path you yearn for is already full of traffic."

Jiang Ming suddenly became angry: "What are you talking about, believe it or not, I will beat you."

Zhao Heng: "Come, come, let's practice heads-up for free later."

"Afraid of you? I will put you down later, and you will never get up if you don't call me daddy!"

After a while, Xue Chuan saw that everyone practiced almost, so he announced free practice.

Without saying a word, Jiang Ming and Zhao Heng stood in opposing positions holding sticks.

Everyone witnessed, and suddenly felt that these two people were worth seeing.

Zhao Heng said: "Let you keep your left hand."

Jiang Ming: "The left hand doesn't hold a sword, it's a sand sculpture."

The atmosphere on the field gradually became serious, and Jiang Ming strode forward holding a wooden stick, and began to imitate Qin Fan in wielding swords and flowers.

Zhao Heng sneered, and stabbed out with the wooden stick.

soon.

Jiang Ming slammed upwards, and Zhao Heng slid down with his hand on the wooden stick.

The former held a wooden stick to draw a circle, and before Zhao Heng could retract the stick, Jiang Ming lowered his body and swung it around, and the wooden stick immediately hung on Zhao Heng's shoulder.

"it is good!"

Someone shouted, followed by thunderous applause.

Zhao Heng's face was as ugly as if he had eaten a fly. He never thought clearly that this little fat man had made such rapid progress.

"Humph."

Jiang Ming glared at him, took back the wooden stick and walked proudly, came to Lu Miaomiao and said with a smile, "Miaomiao, let me practice against you."

Lu Miaomiao glanced at Song Li, then at Jiang Ming, the words of refusal came to her lips, but she couldn't say anything the next moment.

Song Li looked at Qin Fan with hot eyes: "Practice with you."

Being stared at by the girl, Qin Fan was stunned for a while before he realized: "Okay."

The two came to the open space with wooden sticks, and Song Li said, "You have the smell of other souls on you."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Fan was stunned.

Just as Jiang Ming and Zhao Heng were sparring, Qin Fan suddenly heard a voice in his head.

"Little buddy is coming to visit!"

He was not focused on the discussion in front of him for a moment, and looked at the yellow elf who came to the door in the picture.

Yes, Electric Mouse, Pikachu!

He froze in place.

Just when he was about to entertain Pikachu, Song Li approached him.

Unexpectedly, the girl saw his little secret at a glance, which frightened Qin Fan.

Quickly asked: "Can you see?"

Song Li shook her head: "I can't see it, but I can smell it."

Qin Fan heaved a sigh of relief and was curious at the same time: "What's the smell?"

Song Li thought about how to describe it: "It's fluffy, fragrant, and a little mushy. It's a cute animal."

Qin Fanxin said: "The precise range is quite accurate."

Song Li asked curiously, "What is your ability?"

Qin Fan skillfully began to fool around: "My ability is very special. Every time I use it, I get strange abilities at random. This time it's like a magic spell with you. Maybe it will be something else next time."

Seeing that Song Li believed it, Qin Fan paid attention to Frog Cub's little friend Pikachu.

Qin Fan slandered: "I went on a trip to the world of Pokémon and didn't bring back any special products. Damn croak."

On the shoulder of a guy playing with different fires, Guagua sneezed, and it felt some kind of yearning.

The man laughed, and said to Guagua: "Traveler from another world with space power, come here, I don't have many things in this seat, but the most different fires, take the one you like."

Quack took a step back: "Cack, croak (these things are so hot, it's too dangerous, it can burn the frog to death)."

Qin Fan was thinking about how to entertain Pikachu.

Omelet rice with tomato sauce?

Well, if Pikachu loses his appetite and refuses to eat, wouldn't he not get his gift.

Thinking about it, Qin Fan also opened the store and felt embarrassed to give away the inexpensive food.

But if you treat them with special products...he doesn't have many special products.

Forget it, three thousand clover, give me a jade pendant.

Qin Fan felt a wave of pain, and hurriedly sent out the koi jade pendant, fearing that it would be too late, he reluctantly gave it away.

Pikachu: "???? Pika~Chu! Pika Pika!"

Qin Fan: ...

Although I don't know what it's talking about, it should be very happy to see it holding the koi jade pendant tightly with both hands.

That is satisfied, right?

Qin Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was also looking forward to what kind of strange thing Pikachu's reward would be.

Send yourself a fairy baby?

It's possible, Rock Snake? Frog Seed?

Then wouldn't he become a beast master?

In a world where all human beings are awakened, am I the only beast master?

Qin Fan was a little excited.

Song Li: "You look very happy."

Qin Fan explained: "Ahaha, because I thought of a happy thing."

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Chapter 26 Because We Are One Group

Qin Fan and Song Li were practicing against each other, the girl's technique was very blunt, and she couldn't completely coherent the basic moves taught by instructor Xue.

Fortunately, Qin Fan is a master of swordsmanship, Song Li has been able to quickly connect with the guidance of the afternoon.

Don't think that this move may be useless in actual combat, but if you learn it, it will come in handy one day, and it is also the fastest foundation for learning swords in the early stage.

Only by knowing the basics can we extend to the next stage on the basis.

Meals need to be eaten bite by bite. Nothing can be perfected in a day or two. Everything has to start from the basics. Only in this way can we master it.

"Thank you." Song Li bowed slightly to Qin Fan, then trotted back to Lu Miaomiao's side.

Jiang Ming came limping from the side, biting his lips and looking grim, looking at him, he seemed to be tortured a lot.

Jiang Ming: (?﹏?)

Zhao Heng came over: "What's the matter? Are you lame?"

Chen Shuli pushed the glasses frame: "I said just now why someone wailed and then fell silent. It turned out to be you."

After confirming that Lu Miaomiao was going to eat, Jiang Ming rolled up his sleeves and trousers. Everyone immediately saw the light bruises on his skin and couldn't help but gasp.

Jiang Ming wanted to cry without tears: "(*?????) That woman is really ruthless, she really wants to compete with me!"

Qin Fan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled when he heard this: "I told you to pretend, she is a straight girl, if you say it doesn't hurt, she really thinks you don't hurt, naturally it doesn't matter."

Jiang Ming hugged Qin Fan's thigh and cried, "Old Qin, quickly teach me how to master swordsmanship in five days."

Chen Shuli nodded: "+1."

Zhao Heng raised his hand: "Me too!"

The corner of Qin Fan's mouth twitched. Originally, Jiang Ming was the only one who wanted to refuse, but three pairs of eyes stared at him, how could he refuse.

It seems that we have to open a temporary cram school tonight.

Qin Fan sighed, and said, "Okay, but let's have a competition at the shooting range first."

Zhao Heng put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "Hahaha, just come, I'll warm up for half an hour first, and when I feel better, I don't believe I'll still lose!"

Everyone walked towards the cafeteria. After a full meal, they took a simple bath and then gathered at the shooting range.

"Jackie is awesome!"

"Brother Jie is really accurate with marksmanship."

Ma Chaojie put down the burst rifle in his hand and looked at the targets in the distance, all of which were nine rings. He said indifferently: "This is called talent, you two should practice hard, and don't hold me back in the future."

Ah Qiang and Xiao Zhao said in unison: "I promise to follow Brother Jie!"

Ma Chaojie suddenly saw several familiar figures, and his eyes fell on Qin Fan involuntarily.

"Come on, come on, I've been waiting for a long time."

Seeing a few people coming, Zhao Heng put down his weapon and pulled Qin Fan to his side.

"Same as yesterday?" he asked.

Qin Fan nodded: "Well, it still depends on the total number of rings, but the distance is adjusted to a moving target of 30 meters to 80 meters."

Zhao Heng has no objection: "Okay, I'm going to win the round tonight."

Soon, the two picked up their guns and began to shoot.

There were twenty gunshots in a row, like setting off firecrackers, crackling non-stop.

The gunshots fell, and everyone stretched their heads to look at the targets on the two shooting paths.

Qin Fan showed his white teeth: "86 rings."

Zhao Heng?????: "Fuck, Ring 82!"

Qin Fan gloated: "20 catties."

Chen Shuli stepped forward, picked up the gun and went to the unused shooting lane on Zhao Heng's left.

"The rules are the same as before, it's also 20 catties."

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, his right hand holding the gun was trembling slightly, and he said, "Come on!"

After a round of gunfire, Zhao Heng stared blankly at the target in front of him, falling into a state of doubting his life.

There is another sad person in this city.

Jiang Ming, who was watching from the side, said in his heart: "If I didn't know my own food, I would also like to go up and show off."

Lu Miaomiao just arrived, and the faint fragrance she carried when she walked in made everyone feel happy when they smelled it.

She looked at the group of people who had put down their guns and said in surprise, "Ah, are you finished?"

Chen Shuli patted Zhao Heng's shoulder calmly: "Xiao Heng, the dawn of your victory is coming, come on."

Zhao Heng looked at Lu Miaomiao, his eyes lit up with fire.

Lu Miaomiao asked curiously, "How to play?"

"Ten guns depends on the total number of rings. If you lose, you will carry 2 more weights when you run tomorrow...cough, 10 catties." Seeing that the other party is a girl, Zhao Heng quickly changed his mouth.