God Catch starts with adding points

Lu Qinghuan is good-looking, but her cooking skills are really bad, so it would be a waste for her to cook meat.

The pawns of the peddlers are the catchers, which shows that the social status is low, so naturally they don't have to go far away from the kitchen.

He's busy here.

Gu Qinghuan accompanied Wang'er to practice calligraphy.

It's been a long time since I didn't touch meat, Wang'er has long been hungry, and my attention is not on the words at all.

Finally, the meal is ready.

Wang'er ran over after losing the stick, eager to have a bite of braised pork.

Gu Qinghuan knocked her hand off, and dragged her to wash her hands.

After this meal, Wang'er had a round belly and couldn't get up while sitting on the stool, "It's so delicious."

Lu Bai also ate a lot.

He is in urgent need of nutrition now, which is why he bought a piece of pork.

Gongfa is nothing more than strength and skill.

Now that Lu Bai has skills, the most urgent thing is strength.

He used the knife twice today, and his arm is so sore that it even shows signs of strain.

He decided to take good care of his body and exercise from now on.

Even if there is internal strength or external strength, both are very important.

When Lu Bai was calculating.

"Is Lu Bai at home?" Someone greeted outside the courtyard.

"Who?"

Lu Bai went out to check.

"The boss asked me to pass a message to you." The person outside the door said.

Lu Bai staggered open a crack in the door, "What..."

Pong!

The door was knocked open!

Swish!

A white silhouette flashed in.

Lu Bai took three steps back, seeing that something was wrong, he was about to draw his knife...

Someone punched him on the hand holding the handle of the knife, and knocked back the three-inch knife that had been drawn out.

Then, someone came and punched Lu Bai in the chest.

Lu Bai fell out, and after sliding for a certain distance, he was stopped by the water tank, and a rush of hot blood rushed to his throat.

He endured it, but the blood still couldn't help flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

"Did you chop off Zhou Papi's finger?"

Come and relax.

"Who are you?"

After Lu Bai asked, he summoned the panel.

He clicked on the skills to upgrade, and added the merit value in one breath,

The visitor is very strong.

He lacks strength now, the only way to win is to quickly improve his sword skills and use four or two strokes of a thousand catties.

Two floors!

Three floors!

When the exercises are on the third floor, stop.

One hundred merit values ​​are required to advance from the first floor to the second floor, two hundred merit values ​​are required to advance from the second floor to the third floor, and four hundred merit values ​​are required to advance from the third floor to the fourth floor. It is twice the previous merit value.

Lu Bai's merit points were not enough, so he stopped at the third floor.

"Little Tiger Gang, Zhou Xing." The visitor smiled.

As soon as he fought against each other just now, he knew that this kid might have two brushes, but his movements were too slow and his strength was too weak, so he was no match for him.

Weekly trip!

Lu Bai knew.

The second in command of the Little Tiger Gang, one of the Raptors who crossed the river.

When they entered Luyuanfang back then, Zhou Xing killed many members of the White Wolf Gang, and the public opinion of the White Wolf Gang changed.

"I have enough face." Lu Bai smiled bitterly.

Zhou Xing didn't answer.

In the past, he might not make a move.

But today is different.

The Black Tiger Dragon has no leader, the Little Tiger Gang has lost its backing, and the gangs in Luyuan Fang are ready to move.

When the rain was about to come, a small head catcher cut off the finger of the leader of their Xiaohu gang in the street.

If this is not a heavy blow, the gangs must think that the Xiaohu gang is easy to bully.

When the tiger does not shine its fangs, it is his death.

So Zhou Xing came at night.

He walked towards Lu Bai, ready to send him to the west with one punch.

Whoosh!

A stick flashed out from the side and hit Zhou Xing on the back of the head.

Gu Qinghuan came to rescue Lu Bai.

Chapter 12 The Art of Mental Cultivation (recommended)

boom!

Zhou Xing knocked the stick flying with one punch.

Just as he was about to catch up with his left fist, his eyes lit up.

There is such a beautiful woman hidden in this courtyard.

He lowered his fist and stared greedily at Gu Qinghuan, "Boy, I will take care of your family for you."

"Take care of your uncle!"

Lu Bai used all his strength to jump up.

Snapped!

Zhou Xing punched Lu Bai's sword-drawn hand.

Lu Bai staggered back.

The lack of strength made him unable to speed up, and his movements were too slow.

Even if the nine knives are raised to the third level, but the knives cannot be pulled out, no matter how high the skill is, it is useless.

Must increase strength!

As for the present.

Lu Bai squatted on one side, making an offensive posture.

"Fantasy."

Zhou Xing shook his head disdainfully, and approached Lu Bai again.

Lu Bai was unmoved, and after his eyes were firm, he started running, jumped up, and quicklime poured out.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zhou Xing closed his eyes, listened to all directions, repeated his old trick, and punched Lu Bai in the hand holding the saber, preventing him from pulling out the saber.

boom!

Zhou Xing's heart sank!

Lu Bai's sword is reversed!

He punched the end of the scabbard.

Hidden knife!

Lu Bai may not have enough strength or speed.

But he can use it!

When the knife was thrown forward, the knife was out of its sheath.

The force of Zhou Xing's punch made the scabbard push back, but with Lu Bai firmly holding the scabbard, the knife popped out faster with the force of inertia.

Lu Bai didn't pull out the saber with his right hand at all, but leaned back, held the handle of the saber, put his arm against the back of the saber, and slashed forward with the smallest radius.

puff!

Blood spattered on Zhou Xing's waist.

Ah!

Zhou Xing cried out in pain.

He saw that the opportunity was wrong and wanted to withdraw, but it was too late.

Lu Bai threw a handful of quicklime on his waist with his left hand.

Ah!

Blood meets quicklime.

Very sour.

Zhou Xing staggered in pain.

Young people don't talk about Wude!

Lu Bai flipped the handle of the knife with his right hand, took advantage of the situation, and slashed on Zhou Xing's shoulder, and then slashed it flat on his neck.

"you you!"

Zhou Xing stared at Lu Bai with disbelief.

Just three swords.

fast!

Smooth!

Tricky enough!

Especially the knife drawing technique, and the hidden knife behind the back, are full of imagination and can be called art.

Zhou Xing was amazed.

This is by no means something that Lu Bai, who was clumsy in drawing a knife, could use when he first entered the door.

Pfft!

Zhou Xing fell to the ground heavily with doubts, and was silent again.

call!call!

Lu Bai leaned on the knife and slowly sat on the ground.