"Golden Finger?"

Meng Yang immediately stared at his eyes extremely huge, his eyes full of disbelief.

In a daze, he suddenly glanced at the boy's strange look at him.

His face was stunned, and he immediately covered his chest and took two steps back.

"Oh, oh..."

While shouting, he pretended to be in pain.

In order to make the performance realistic, Meng Yang did not forget to spit out a mouthful of white foam while retreating.

“There is something weird!”

Looking at Meng Yang with stiff limbs and being repelled by himself, a trace of doubt flashed through the boy's cold eyes.

At this moment, his finger strength is better than anyone else. As he said just now, he just practiced fingering.

Not to mention Meng Yang's weak body, even if he is disabled in front of him now, he would not be so exaggerated and shouting.

So, the boy smiled. He had seen through Meng Yang's likable tricks, but he was not going to expose it.

After all, there are too many such things among the disciples who train.

Don’t think that the Lin family’s disciples are not worth it, but one is missing after all, one is missing after all.

No one will get angry because of an acting coach.

As long as you can help yourself familiar with martial arts, no one will care even if you shout loudly.

"It's much more interesting than those meat stakes that look desperate."

Seeing Meng Yang screaming and acting in various ways under his fingers, the indifference on the boy's face was not so deep, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with thin lips raised.

“Ahhhhh…”

Looking at the boy's finger poking again, Meng Yang let out another miserable cry.

The moment the tense nerves relaxed, the pupil of the right eye, which had not been moving, followed by a flower.

At the same time, a cold mechanical sound popped out in my mind.

[Ding! Because the host triggers martial arts proficiency, martial arts information is fully presented.]

[Heart-Striking Palm]: Proficiency level 0/10000 is vulnerable.

[Meat Stand Practice]: Proficiency level 44/10000 is vulnerable.

[Five Steps Tan Le]: Proficiency level 0/10,000 vulnerable.

Meng Yang was overjoyed, and the concise and clear numbers made him feel excited.

If the right eye is timely information, then the left eye should be all recorded information.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just as Meng Yang was secretly happy, the boy poked his fingers again.

Meng Yang pretended to be in pain and then continued to study again.

Meng Yang did not recognize any of these martial arts that showed proficiency, but they did not affect their inner ecstasy.

During the memory pursuit, he learned that the heart-stripping palm was a superficial skill that the original owner practiced with the elders in his family.

Five Steps of Tan Le were also practiced by the old man who always drank with the village head when he was a child.

As for the meat stance, Meng Yang's eyes were a little strange when he saw this.

After a long time, he sighed as if he had realized some truth: "I didn't expect that being beaten is actually a skill..."

......

The meat stake is used to resist an attack, and the proficiency is increased by 1.

Current proficiency is 341/10000.

The meat stake is used to resist an attack, and the proficiency is increased by 1.

Current proficiency is 342/10000.

Half an hour later, Meng Yang, whose voice was hoarse, simply stopped shouting.

He found that no matter how badly he shouted, the attack of the boy opposite would not stop at all.

And from the first perspective, he could clearly feel that Meng Yang was surprised by the skill of the young man's finger attack from his initial unfamiliarity to his habits now.

Although I don’t know the name of the boy yet, Meng Yang feels that the boy is definitely called the word “genius”.

Of course, the young man's finger martial arts are getting stronger and stronger, and Meng Yang's proficiency in the meat stance is also increasing with the time.

However, this time, Meng Yang's tense muscles began to feel pain.

After another half an hour, Meng Yang, whose face and body were swollen, began to tremble with his legs.

After an hour of practice, the boy's fingers kept brutalizing towards his body at a storm.

In the end, Meng Yang had no choice but to try his best to protect his face and body.

But I don’t know if that teenager did it on purpose, but every time he pointed his fingers, he just ordered the place he had just ordered.

It wasn't too painful at first, but over time, the superimposed pain made Meng Yang's scalp numb.

I grinned and screamed without having time to scream, so I was replaced by a breath of cold air.

Just when Meng Yang was about to hold on, the boy opposite suddenly stopped.

Out of breath, he shook his sore fingers, glanced at Meng Yang, and turned his head and left.

The chic back made Meng Yang, who was standing on the training stage, feel a little at a loss.

Under the escort, Meng Yang returned to his doghouse again.

But just as he stepped into the door, a scene in the room made him stunned.

I saw two servants dressed up, putting the man wrapped in gauze in the room on a stretcher.

Before leaving the room, my chest, which was obviously breathing and undulating, was no longer moving at this moment.

His stiff body, his eyes were dying with his eyes closed, and he was carried away under Meng Yang's eyelids.

It was not until he disappeared around the corner that Meng Yang came to his senses.

"Dead?"

Meng Yang, whose pupils were trembling slightly, couldn't help but look at the other two people in the room.

But when these two people saw Meng Yang's gaze, they ignored them and lay on the bed and turned over to sleep. It seemed that they had just died, but a small animal, or even a bed bug that would not even make them sympathize with.

Meng Yang's heart stagnated, and he walked to his bed with a complicated expression and sat down, staring at the bloody empty bed opposite him.

Just in the morning, just today, the man was still lying less than two meters away from him.

But now, it's gone if it's gone.

This made Meng Yang feel a strong sense of crisis and oppression towards the cruelty of the Lin family, the indifference to the people around him, and his current situation. He made his breathing sound unconsciously heavier and he even bit his teeth squeaked.

"No matter what you did before, be smarter and be at peace with yourself, maybe you can live a little longer. Don't think about running away, just like today's guard told you that your life is from the Lin family. I don't want to watch the sixth man die in this room."

At this moment, the man with a national face lying on the bed in the northeast corner of the room turned his head slightly and looked at Meng Yang.

The faint voice was so unaware of any emotion that he could not hear. After saying that, he directly covered his quilt on his head and seemed to be not wanting to talk too much.

Meng Yang raised his eyes and a gloomy look appeared in his flickering eyes.

The blue veins on the forehead stormed, and the eyes suddenly emitted a strong survival light.
Chapter completed!