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Chapter 41 Pure White Fist
"What's wrong if he's not an ordinary person?"

Xiaopang asked back: "Lao Lu, you are not an ordinary person. I feel that she has a crush on you."

"Screw you, I just want to concentrate on my practice."

Lu Ming shook his head.

"Wow, Lao Luzhen is so blessed. If there is a beautiful girl who is interested in me, I will be so happy."

Little Fatty's eyes were yearning.

"Don't think about it, just go to class. If you bloom, butterflies will come."

"It makes sense. Laolu, wait for me, why are you walking so fast!"

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At [-]:[-], Lu Ming came to the classroom on time and sat in his seat.

Fang Qingxue had two dark circles under her eyes and looked like she hadn't had a good rest. She yawned and said feebly: "Here comes Lu Ming."

"coming."

Lu Ming asked curiously: "Didn't you get a good rest?"

"Yes. I practiced meditation too much yesterday. It was already one o'clock when I got home, and I slept for six hours. I was so sleepy that I couldn't recover at all."

Fang Qingxue was lying on the table, her sleepy voice was so cute.

"Why don't you take some restorative potion?"

Lu Ming asked curiously.

Hearing this, Fang Qingxue complained weakly: "It's not my dad. He said that you should not take mental consumables easily at any stage. All mental consumables have huge side effects, and sleep is the best way to restore your energy. "

"Huh? Why?"

"I don't know, but my dad gave me the opportunity to give advice to my classmates so that their futures would not be affected. How about it? My dad is very good. He is very kind. If you have a chance, I can take you to meet my dad. He likes excellence. students.”

"Ahem, let's talk again when we have a chance."

Lu Ming declined, but his heart was full of doubts.

He had never heard of any side effects from psychoactive drugs.

Is it because Fang Qingxue's father thinks that psychotropic medicine is too expensive and doesn't want to give it to Fang Qingxue?This is obviously impossible. As a father, he must be thinking about his children.

Or is it because psychotropic potions involve the most mysterious spiritual level and are not as simple to make as life potions, so they have side effects?
Lu Ming didn't know the specific reason, but he still kept these words in his heart.

Anyway, at the end of the term, you can learn the skill Holy Will. This skill can help restore your mental power. At most, you won't need any mental potions.

At eight o'clock, Wu Shangfeng came to the classroom on time.

"Students, today is still the same as yesterday. Those who have not completed the first release can continue to draw the origin pattern. Those who have completed the first release should recite the skill book. Students who have digested the skill book can go directly to self-study. ."

Wu Shangfeng made great progress in his practice yesterday and was in a good mood, with a slight smile on his face.

"Do you understand everything?"

"I understand, teacher."

"Okay, let's start class, Lu Ming, Fang Qingxue, you go."

Wu Shangfeng looked at Lu Ming and the two of them.

"Good teacher."

Lu Ming and Fang Qingxue left the classroom, and the eyes of the students followed the two, full of envy. Of course, there were also many boys who saw Lu Ming and the class beauty having such perfect alone time together, and wished they could take their place instead.

Free martial arts room.

As soon as Lu Ming and Fang Qingxue entered the classroom, they felt a blast of cold air. After all, this was an empty martial arts room, so it was inevitably a bit cold. Of course, for professionals, this coldness was nothing.

Fang Qingxue skillfully ran to the equipment area at the back of the martial arts room, found a soft sofa that could lie flat on her back, kicked off her shoes and lay on it, her little feet wearing white cotton socks swaying.

"It's so cold, Xiaolu-san, can you give me some clothes to cover me up?"

Fang Qingxue said suddenly. "ah?"

Lu Ming, who had just taken off his coat and revealed the black martial arts uniform underneath, was a little confused. He always felt that something was wrong. Why wasn't he cold?
"Okay, here you are."

Lu Ming didn't think much, picked up his coat, walked to the equipment area and handed over his coat.

Fang Qingxue happily took the coat, feeling a little moved and feeling a little secretly happy.

But the feeling didn't last long.

Lu Ming slapped his palm in front of his nose and said with a look of disdain, "Don't cover your feet, they're steaming."

"Annoying spirit, leave me alone!"

"Promise me first, otherwise I won't cover it for you."

"understood!"

Fang Qingxue snorted and turned around, facing the back of the sofa, leaving Lu Ming with a graceful figure from behind.

"Then go to sleep. When you wake up, call me and I will add a halo to you."

Lu Ming quickly averted his eyes and returned to the central open space of the martial arts room as if fleeing. He turned on the focus of light and abandoned his inner thoughts.

Then he took a primary life potion and started today's practice.

Lu Ming's practice method was still the same as before, meditating on the bull-headed monster while practicing the bull-demon body-building method. In this way, he could still temper his spirit during body-building and was extremely efficient.

Whoosh whoosh—

After a while, the rhythmic sound of breaking through the air and the sound of blows were heard, and the sunlight hit Lu Ming through the window. With each move, the large martial arts uniform was driven by the strong wind and lifted up a corner, revealing the explosive power that was originally covered. muscles.

Fang Qingxue had already turned around, her beautiful eyes looking at Lu Ming who was concentrating on his practice, and fell into sleep unconsciously.

An hour passed and the time came to nine o'clock.

Lu Ming temporarily finished practicing the physical training method and sat down with the skill book in hand.

The first is to rest for a while and add light healing to himself to recover, and the second is to learn the skill given to him by Wu Shangfeng: Pure White Fist.

"It turns out that the Pure White Fist is a bit like a halo skill? It's similar to the Dragon Tiger Roar skill of a qigong master."

Lu Ming read the skill book carefully and absorbed the knowledge in it.

The so-called pure white fist is to add sacred power to the two fists. During the duration of the skill, the two fists will emit a faint white light, increase the lethality, and have a restraining effect on evil, dark and other creatures or skills.

This skill also has ten origin patterns, with a maximum limit of lv100.

It is worth mentioning that the skill Pure White Fist is the lower skill of Pure White Blade. Only when the Pure White Fist skill reaches lv100 can you learn the skill of Pure White Blade.

The Pure White Blade skill is considered the most useful damage skill of the Paladin, so the Pure White Fist must be learned.

"No wonder those big profiteers want to speculate on this skill. It is a must-have for every Paladin."

Lu Ming understood.

Five minutes later, Lu Ming memorized all the contents of this skill book in his mind and made sure that nothing was missed.

It has to be said that after the significant increase in intelligence attributes, Lu Ming's memory and comprehension abilities are much stronger.

In the past, it would have taken more than ten minutes to memorize this skill book.

"The first origin pattern!"

Lu Ming took a deep breath and began to draw the origin pattern of the first damage skill he had acquired with excitement.

The source energy was steadily progressing under the control of his mind, and the pattern of the source of origin had been imprinted in Lu Ming's mind. About 15 minutes later, the pattern of the source of the origin was successfully drawn.

At the moment when the origin pattern was drawn by the source energy, a phantom of Seraph appeared behind Lu Ming. He held a sacred blade and waved a ray of holy light, and then a faint white light group flashed on Lu Ming's fists.

It feels like wearing a finger tiger.

[Skills you acquire: lv1 Pure White Fist]

(End of this chapter)