"Oh, how long will this state last? The shape of the cloud looks like roast chicken. Well, that's what I decided. When I can move, I'll go eat chicken."

Xia Fan stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds above his head. At this moment, he was lying in a half-human-high grass, his thoughts wandering.

He was not sure how long it had passed in this state, as if time had passed quickly, and it seemed that there were only a few seconds.

Since he watched a certain anime, he decided that he would also be the strongest person. So according to the exercise method in the anime, he had 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups and long-distance running every day, and tried to balance his diet, and did not turn on the air conditioner in summer and winter.

He didn't know how he persisted. When he had been like this for three years, and on the last day of the third year, he was lying on the roof of his building and finally finished the last sit-up, a voice suddenly came from his mind:

"Ahem, after continuous training, you have gained the ability to hit a man."

He was still wondering whether the sound was an illusion, and when the surrounding time, space, illusory distortion, and fluctuated, it appeared in this place.

"Please do not move when you are adapting to your body."

In fact, he wanted to move, but his body seemed to be uncontrollable for the time being.

He was already nervous and was not at all panicked about what he had traveled through time. He just felt that the sun was a little big now, the sun was a little hot and dazzling, and the shade was covered by some green shade.

"Hey, Zhang Ping, come and have a look. It seems that there is a corpse here."

There was a sound coming from nearby.

"Well, I can understand, the Chinese civilization is profound and excellent." This was Xia Fan's first thought after hearing the voice.

Swish, the sound of the grass being trampled is getting closer and closer.

"This is not a corpse, this man is still alive."

Two men in simple beast clothes looked closer and looked at each other.

"Then why is this man lying here and not moving?" Li Mu turned around Xia Fan on the ground, scratching the back of his head.

Xia Fan saw two men looking at him curiously, and his whole body was uncontrollable, so he had to use his eyes to convey the message, 'Please move me to the shade of the tree, thank you.'

The man named Zhang Ping stepped forward and shook him. Seeing that he had no reaction, he just stared at him with his eyes, as if he was saying something.

"It's a bit like what the village chief said was a witch." Zhang Ping slowly expressed his guess.

Li Mu was startled when he heard the word "Serious Art" and said, "What should I do?"

Zhang Ping and Xia Fan looked at each other, feeling that they understood each other's request.

"He seemed to be asking us for help and took him to the village chief to see if he could do anything."

"Then the prescribed target is not to go? If you don't look for jade, you won't fight prey?"

"Save people first, at worst we can come out later."

The two quickly agreed, and Li Mu carried Xia Fan on his shoulder and walked back.

Xia Fan looked to the ground and smelled the sourness of this person who hadn't taken a shower for several days. He had no idea, but he just felt a little dizzy, so he could change his posture.

The two were very talkative. In addition to talking about speculating on his identity, they also became concerned about the future of the village. The new goal is getting heavier and harder to achieve.

Just as they were complaining to each other, suddenly the earth was shaking and a bang sound came.

Both of them were stunned and stopped. The footsteps were so loud that with their years of experience in hunting beasts, the visitors must be not good at it.

They looked back and saw a giant, about two stories high, with sharp teeth on their heads, like an enlarged crocodile, with hard thorns on their backs, four feet on the ground, and their tails swung behind them, leading to take off sand and stones, and the grass and trees broke.

Just after looking back, the two of them changed their faces and showed fear. They seemed to have seen a ghost, and immediately shook their pace and ran away like running for life.

"How come a giant crocodile beast appears here? This is a monster. We ordinary people can't deal with it!"

Li Mu looked frightened and puzzled.

"Not to mention ordinary people, even those who practice martial arts may not be able to deal with him."

Zhang Ping kept walking and looked very ugly. Now there was so much danger.

Xia Fan, who was resisted on his shoulders, naturally heard their conversation. Seeing this moment, they had not left themselves yet, and felt that these two people were quite kind.

"It's over. I didn't expect that Li Mu would die here."

Li Mu gritted his teeth and heard the sound behind him getting closer and closer, his face feeling as if dead.

"Stop talking, run quickly, let's run separately, this beast is about to catch up with us."

Zhang Ping looked pale. He knew that in the face of such a giant, the two of them had no luck in survival.

The vibration behind was getting louder and louder, and both of them could even smell the stench from the mouths of the giant crocodile beast.

Xia Fan also glanced at the corner of his eyes, a huge giant crocodile head, with blood and flesh remaining in his jagged sharp teeth. This terrifying sharp mouth, with the smell of not brushing teeth for several years, had already pointed it at his head and bit it.

At this moment, the voice appeared in his mind again:

"The body transformation has been completed and I have successfully adapted to the ability of a man with one blow."

"Have the initiative: If I punch you may die, this ability is affected by mood swings."
Chapter completed!